Art Gallery and Fall Runway 2016

Logan was extremely excited over this. A lot of it had been in the works for months, then, it'd started to mix in more and more aspects. Now both the campaign and fashion club were added in, on top of the more familiar aspects. Personally, he was excited to have had involvement in all of it, with his own professional modeling and art gallery internship with Antoinette to speak for. He felt proud.

Smiley, he spent a little time looking over the lovely art, checking up on the mannequins and making sure their clothes were neat, poking around with the jewelry setup. He might have to buy some for himself, later on, he noted. Of course, like Dorian, Logan was a walking display, handsome in the Halloween themed, sleek vampiric look. The dark colors were balanced out and made more charming by his pretty orchid hair, along with the soft pastel eyes. His height and slender, graceful build meant he pulled off the outfit quite fittingly.

He slipped into the booth Dorian was in after he finished walking around, gently squeezing his shoulder in greeting, ready to back him up here. "It's all perfect," he whispered. "You're perfect, Dorian. I'd kiss you, if we weren't in public. I really, really want to. Shame on you, always riling me up." It was a teasing accusation, but not exactly unfounded.

Don't misunderstand, Valerie was not a student, nor would she be taking up courses at Starlight Academy unless she deemed it necessary. She rather grew attached to her outside school learning methods; she researched so much and learned from those willing to assist her. Thankfully that number grew over the past few weeks. She now lived with her family and was coping to various circumstances. There was a lot of sadness and pain there, but today was a happy occasion. Her boss still attended the academy and decided to run for Student Council President. That much she heard.

She was also made aware of a planned runway event featuring Antoinette's line soon after being hired. The ex-prostitute desired to help out. What helped was that her physical attributes worked well with the line's theme. So the result was a pale, haunting beauty stepped out to greet Logan and Dorian. Next to her was an adorable young teenager holding onto her hand. The little blonde was none other than Anthia. Anthia was here to simply spectate the show and also gaze at the wonderful art. However, she looked absolutely adorable in her Halloween-styled dress. The black and orange ruffled dress did wonders to her cuteness.

"Absolutely bewitching, Dorian. And Logan's looking as pretty as ever too, I see."

"H-Hi!"

There stood Val on the other side of the booth with a confident smirk holding onto Annie's hand. Annie's glance kept wandering to all of the different art pieces and room decorations. It was hard for her to focus on one thing due to her excitement. Realizing she was failing to look at the people she was talking to while addressing them, her eyes shot back to Dorian and Logan. Her cheeks blushed light pink.

"I can't wait to see the show. I'm also happy because I get to hang out with Big Sis again!"

"Aha, yes....it has been a while since I've seen you, Annie. Since....well, you're aware. No need to bring up sour thoughts."

The two ladies were both ready for the occasion.

"Yes, Annie and I know each other. She....well, to put it bluntly, was a former co-worker of mine at my previous occupation. But I prefer to think of her as a little sister. I've known her since she was five."

Anthia felt jealous of the confidence her older sister Valerie embodied. She was just so articulate and cool. If she was anything like Val, then she would probably have this election in the bag. The psychic dragon made a passing mention to her about being interested in politics.

"Okay!"

For now, she was content on listening to the conversation. Knowing her, she would probably have a question after the show. Or perhaps she would come up with one now as she was surveying the various pictures. Meanwhile the woman kept her focus on her boss.

"I was quite stunned to hear that little Anthia here was running for Student Council. You of course don't surprise me. You have the leadership capabilities and popularity, so it was really a matter of motivation. Annie however is usually the shy, quiet type. I think her new family and the academy is doing wonders for her."

She smiled and gently patted the young candidate's head. The elf would have looked up, but instead her eyes were firmly pointed to the ground as she blushed wildly.

Well. That offer certainly sounded appealing. Logan's lips twitched and he cleared his throat, standing up straight and hiding his smile with a hand. He simply nodded to Dorian. Sounded like a plan to him.

Valerie! She was one of Logan's coworkers, and a very elegant, respectable woman. Logan admired her, and she looked wonderful today. "Hello, Val!" He greeted, chipper. He did have to admit that receiving compliments from a lady like her made his heart flutter. "You flatter me. You're far more beautiful, and I might even be a little jealous."

When spotting Anthia tagging along, too, he waved at her and grinned. They were allies, and had bonded over cooking at the Maid Cafe Club event. He wanted her for treasurer, and he wasn't budging on that. It helped that she was adorable. "And Anthia, too! So many lovely girls. Welcome!"

In regards to Valerie's thoughts on the darling blond girl running, Logan added to it, backing her up. "I went to one of her campaign events, and it was run really well, I was impressed. Impressed enough to suggest we team up, even, so that says something, don't you think?"

Logan raised an eyebrow, then gave a bubble of laughter at what Dorian said. "Against? Against, Dorian? Anthia isn't against us at all! She's an ally. We'll definitely be working together," he noted with pride.

And there she was. Her. Malara. Fantastic. Logan shifted his gaze immediately. She was too bright for his eyes, and depending on the occasion, it either made his cheeks turn too red, or it made him think of nothing but how much better she looked next to Dorian than he did, how much they could do together in public that he couldn't. He had nothing on their chemistry, when they spoke to each other, he didn't matter. He had nothing on their anything.

Sometimes, it was an ugly mix, attraction and painful jealousy all at once. Teenage insecurity and hormones in times of growth spurts and trying to find your place as an adult did a serious number on you. Logan wasn't doing particularly well with coping or recovering from that.

"Hi, Malara," he said when she approached, voice likely far fainter than anyone else's, drowned out, like how he used to act. He looked at his feet, after that, and retracted his hand from Dorian's shoulder as soon as he felt the other man's heartbeat pick up, stomach twisting unpleasantly.

"I'll check up on the behind the scenes stuff again. Everyone, please do enjoy your time here today," he announced simply, then slipped away.

Val chuckled. The pretty unicorn praised her looks. All of the compliments did boost her confidence, but with her facade it was hard to tell. It was odd to think that secretly she struggled with liking herself. Meanwhile Anthia was more than happy to see the French male here and beamed brightly at him. She remembered fondly how he helped her out in the maid cafe. The elf desired to return the favor somehow. Thinking of this led her to keep her focus on the conversation at hand.

"That says a lot. I'm really proud of you, Anthia."

The dragon needed to keep reminding herself that she could speak the girl's real name freely now. Annie blushed and glanced downward.

"It's not just my family. You helped me learn some things too. You were the most organized!"

"Oh Annie...."

Now it was Val's turn to blush. Meanwhile she listened to her boss's little talk about the growth Anthia was receiving. Yes, being free from their old job did allow them to grow. They could now do what they wanted and reach their full potential. Misty came to mind for the woman. She felt that she needed to talk to the lamia. Despite the fact that she had her own problems, she had trouble not butting in to help with other people's.

Malara arrived being as flirty and playful as ever. A bemused smirk crossed Val's face.

"Hello there."

The smirk weakened as she sensed Logan acting strangely. Rather, he was reclining now for some reason. Her hands weren't touching the unicorn at the moment, but she felt the urge to in that moment. Her eyes could only read so much about his emotional state. Suddenly Annie let go of Val's hand and scurried over to Logan. She tried pulling on the man's top.

"Can I help?"

Her eyes sparkled brightly. She was already pretty adorable, but now she was attempting to use it to her advantage. She sensed something was amiss and wanted to go accompany the unicorn. Valanice, figuring out the sun girl's plan, turned her focus to the other two. The smirk on her face was back, but for a different reason.