Event Blossom Ball - Underworld

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All of a sudden, Violet's rage diminished to the point in which she didn't feel anything strange or unusual happening to her. She was coming back to her unamused and bored self, except that this time, she had somebody (@Vivian Fletcher) push her for no reason. "Are you crazy? How dare you push me, blonde, idiotic girl?" she spoke, her anger rising once more. Thought this time, she did not need the potion to raise her anger, the Hufflepuff had already taken care of that. She pushed the blonde first year back, thought without much force anymore.

It was hard to not ignore the girl that had just pushed her, but Violet felt that the Hufflepuff was taking her energy. Rolling her eyes, she went to see what Rodion (@Aurora Ranvier), her date, was doing. Yes, she knew that she had just thrown a shoe at the Koldovstoretz boy under the effects of the raging potion, but it was clear that this guy needed to wake up from this dream he was in. Thinking that he was the best. Bah, who did this guy think he was?

When she tried to approach him, she saw that he was too entertained helping another girl (Anastasia) and rolled her eyes. She took her shoe from the floor and threw it back at him, feeling distracted and bored. It was a way to get his attention, so that he would recall that she was his date and that he was supposed to look up to her, not a crying girl.

Considering that she was now barefoot and limping since she didn't want her feet to get soiled (and yeah, they were pretty soiled already), she went to retrieve her high heeled shoes. She rolled her eyes once more and went for them, not really trying to ignore Rodion. "Sorry, uhhh, I hope your eye gets better, I think I was under the effect of some potion or something." she said, quietly ignoring the russian brunette. The tone of her voice didn't say 'sorry' one bit, but she had to find a way for the Russian boy to understand that she hadn't thrown that shoe in her normal self and personality.

Reducio

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 8
Strength: 1
Wisdom: 10
Arcane Power: 2
Accuracy: 8
Health: 564/600
Action: Pushing Vivian back and retrieveing shoes.

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When Rodion (@Aurora Ranvier) and Luka (@Kazuo Shimada) came, Anastasia shivered, she shaked her head, crying and sobbing nonstop, not wanting them to come by her side. She suddenly got up, and backed away slowly from them, taking a jar of punch in attempt to throw it at them. But then, the feeling of insanity suddenly faded away, leaving her looking all filthy for no reason. Disgusting. She shivered, considering the fact that she wasn't looking very good at all. Her dress was completely dirty from rocking back and forth on the floor, and her eyeliner was all over her face from crying.

When she relized once more of her fellow Koldovstoretz' students company, she relaxed a bit, even if Rodion was there, she couldn't really remember the thoughts that came to her head that time, but they were not good at all. They weren't even supposed to be in her head today, why did they have to appear now?

She had already taken the 'deep breaths' that Rodion was talking about, but she was now feeling too embarassed of herself to calm down in any way. [IN RUSSIAN] "I wanna leave." Anastasia said, pursing her lips. Oh, really, the child was once more being too dramatic for her own good. She could fix herself up in a jiffy, however she refused to do so, instead she wanted to leave all the fun. [IN RUSSIAN] "I-I'm going to the trials. Bye." she crossed her arms and left, frowning, towards the famous trials that she was going to attend.

Reducio

Stamina: 8
Evasion: 5
Wisdom: 10
Strength: 2
Arcane Power: 3
Accuracy: 5
Health: 800/800
Action: Leaving for trials

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Hogwarts was a strange, strange place. People seemed fascinated by violence, or at least thought it a good idea to take a picture of someone punching another. In this particular situation, Nikita's moment of anger would be framed for all to see in the office of a caretaker. What would her parents think? Surely nothing good of it.

Now what would they think if they had known her mate's hair and nails were turning red? That certainly was not normal in the least. What would they say? Nikita brought her hands to her head as a headache came along, frowning slightly. She looked up as the small girl spoke. "Sure, you can say that, I mean, am I not supposed to be shocked at all? Am I supposed to just act as if I see this all the time? I'm no actor and this is strange to me. So forgive me, it's just not normAl." She said, speaking Swedish. She hadn't realized she wasn't speaking English until after she spoke, but she was relieved. She hadn't meant to say thAt at all. "I mean... I didn't mean to sou d like that- It's just-" She rubbed her head.

"It's just that I've never seen that before. And it's just... it was shocking. To see red. Is thAt normal? " She asked. She was probably making things worse and she held up a hand and walked over to the drinks. "Excuse me." She mumbled. She let Levi leave without her as she took a drink, punch. She stood there, miserably as she took a couple of sips.

Action: drinking some punch | outfit

STA 6 | EVA 6 | STR 8 | WIS 5 | ARC 5 | ACC 5 | Obnoxiously Strong

Englisch: 349293 | Russian 800020

Interacting with: Irina @Lavinia Cloven
Mentioning: /

Outfit

Open to interactions

Mistakes happen, they were part of life and in the end you were always smarter than before, but this mistake was fatal and if Nate hadn't been affected by a potion, he would never have made this mistake. Everything was only made worse by his fatal mistake. The fear grew stronger and stronger, thinking clearly became more and more difficult. It was as if he was getting three times the power of the potion and there was no end in sight. He was still sitting there on the floor, looking around him in confusion and fear. He tried to think clearly, ruffling his hair in desperation.

His rescue came too late, there was nothing Irina could do. No chance of knocking the drinks out of his hand, he had already drunk them. This was his end now, he was sure. By now the panic was deep inside him, but it did not penetrate outside. He just sat there and all the bad things played out before his inner eyes. How he had unknowingly gone to that crazy school and been poisoned. How he was now sitting here helpless and scared to death.

Normally Nate wouldn't do something like this, show emotion in front of strangers let alone cry. He couldn't remember the last time he had cried and now he was sitting here on the floor with the tear just running down his face in front of Irina. But at that moment he didn't care, he was trapped inside with his panic, staring blankly ahead.

He was jolted awake when he felt Irina's touch. He was again present with his thoughts. Fear continued to fill his body, but for the first time he could hear rationality speaking. He didn't need to be afraid of Irina, she was the only one here he had nothing to fear and for a moment he was relieved to see her kneeling beside him. He surrendered to her embrace and dropped his head onto her shoulder, exhausted.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked her in a trembling voice, his gaze alert for possible danger. "Please make it stop." He was looking into her eyes now, fear written all over his face and he could feel the panic rising in him again. He wanted to scream, to run, to get out of here.

Interacting with:@Lucia Fox and briefly with@Alan Vanes's cat

All in all, Carolyn was glad to try the trials. It was an experience alright? Some of it was good, some of it was weird and some of it was creepy. Exactly like Lucia said. “Yeah…creepy and unsettling,” she agreed with her Hufflepuff friend. She wasn’t sure what to expect when she entered the Orpheus trial and she had to admit, it had quickly become her least favorite one. Hearing her family calling out to her was distressing even though it was her deepest desire. It was distressing because deep down she knew it was not real and impossible scenario while her brain tried to tell her otherwise. It was a hard fight and it left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Thankfully, her somber thoughts were soon interrupted by a familiar feline wondering around. Carolyn tilted her head. It was strange seeing him alone. “Hello Tiger? Where is your human?” She asked curiously. She wondered whether she should take him and try to find his owner but she didn’t really want to pick up the cat in case he didn’t like it. There were definitely people he knew well and would be fine with but the Ravenclaw only met him once or twice. On top of those concerns, the underworld seemed to have become a big mess since they left for the trials and Carolyn wasn’t sure she wanted to get involved in it. “I knew the punch was bad news,” she muttered under her nose, obviously glad she didn’t drink any. Probably better to move along. “We should definitely visit the Spring festival,” she nodded without much hesitation. There was a good chance the scene there might be similar to this one but it wouldn’t hurt to try. Not to mention both girls wanted to dance, which would be impossible to do here.

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Stamina: 6 | Evasion: 6 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 10 | ArcPower: 7 | Accuracy: 7
Abilities : Perfectionist, Healing Sage
Action : Talking to Tiger and swiftly departing for the Spring festival with Lucia.

Phyllis Stanwood & Karilyna Kawahara
@Bridget Collins & @Thora Larkston

The first thing Theodore had thought when he saw Phyllis was: She did the exact thing I was too much of a chicken for. And it looks good. And of course she had to blurt out that his outfit wasn't even remotely greek. Was he surprised? Not really. "Wh- Neither is hers! Looking great anyway of course.", he defended himself pointing at Karilyna, who was not even wearing something festive. Why was his outfit being judged? "Calling out while being outnumbered, that's a move, Phyllis.", he stated with a grin.

His grin got even wider when Karilyna backed him up, first complemented his outfit then judged hers in return. "Thanks, K, it is so nice of you to say that!", he responded and sent Phyllis another playful, meaningful look. He had soon noticed that the redhaired girl was rather creative in giving Karilyna nicknames, so he had adapted eventually. It seemed that the smaller girl got a little more conscious of how little she fit into the theme, she picked up a flower and put it into her hair- as if it made much of a difference.

Only moments after he offered the two girls his arms he noticed his mistake. Phyllis stood on her tip toes and was now pretty much his height, which reminded him of how much Karilyna was not. "Of course, when am I ever not a gentleman?", he asked back and smirked at Phyllis, before he turned to Karilyna again. "So sorry." Theo offered her his hand instead. "Normally you would do what miss outfit judge over there did, but I think that wouldn't work. I can offer you my hand instead?" If she felt awkward about it, he was fine if she didn't take it, but he didn't think that way. He had heard that people tended to read a lot into holding hands though, which was an entirely normal gesture to him. How often had he held hands with his sister?

Whether she took it or not, he would enter the ball with the two of them and look around. "Erm... Should we get a drink? Or check if there is already a fire somewhere?", he asked, only partly joking. The three americans had to seem like a weird trio, standing out in their not greek themed outfits like a horse in rainbow colours. Except for Phyllis of course.

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Roleplaying as INPC Rodion Makarovich | Koldovstoretz | Charmer

Interacting with @Violet Carrington, Anastasia P, Luka Volkov @Kazuo Shimada

Open for Interaction

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Dragons, merpeople, even gryndillow can be learnt from a book about magical creatures. There are even people who know their behaviour inside and out, they see them as if they were transparent. But girls. Unpredictable, confusing, filled with insane mood swings, impossible to understand. They could be classified as beast type XXXXXX, even the horned serpent will run in fear from them. Still haven’t fully recovered from the flying heel that tattooed purple blue ish mark on Rodion’s face, his worry for one of those people he cared for overshadowed the blunt pain right on the bridge of his nose, for all he knew, it could be broken. He did not even care about the blond boy’s presence which usually boiled his blood every single time. The only priority that was on his mind was calming his dearly friend.

No matter how grand his feeling for Anastasia, he admitted that she was indeed could be classified as the XXXXXX beast category. How could he not? One second she was whimpering in fear, then acted as if nothing happened and walked straight to the trial the next second. With bewilderment painted all over his expression, he looked over to Luka. It was not like he did not want to be the one who checks on her, but her dislike towards the brunette boy was not something buried under the grave. In fact, Anastasia made it clear that she wants nothing to do with Rodion. So, he threw his ego out of the window and said, “I think you should follow her.” Just once, he will admit his failure, but next time, he would remove Luka from the picture if needed.

Just when he thought his business with puzzling creatures so called girls was over, the Slytherin hag said an apology that was not sound like an apology at all. It was more like an explanation of why she did what she did. Clearly, she was not feeling guilty for throwing her heel, the regret of asking her to be his date for a night came to the surface. Still, he tried to respond with a smile, “No problem, of course you would not do that if you are being yourself.” Violet did not seem to put her focus on her ‘soon to be the ex’ date. On the contrary, she was busying herself to search for the now abandoned heel as he sneakily pulled out the wand from his pocket and took the moment as an opportunity to act on his revenge. Did not want it to look too obvious, one of his hands covered his mouth, while the other pointed his wand at the Slytherin’s direction, “Tarantallegra”

The Beach Boy Outfit

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Sta 7 | Eva 5 | Str 7 | Wis 7 | Arc 4 | Acc 5

Charmer
Action :
Cast Tarantallegra at Violet
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The more time he spent at the party, the less he felt like his outfit was weird. Turns out, quite a few people would end up wearing silly costumes at a costume party. Insane. Noah could've sworn he saw someone wearing wings on their costume out of the corner of his eyes at some point. But alas, Noah had no time to appreciate things like that, he was still busy in his search for Roberta.

There were quite a few people at the party. Enough for Noah to get lost in his search for her. On top of his anxiety rising, it certainly wasn't easy. But it also wasn't enough for Noah to keep bumping into people. It was only when he was about to give up and started feeling thirsty that he started heading towards the drinks counter, barely paying attention to where he was going and thinking about how his night was ruined now that he ran into someone. For a second, all his brain could process was "woah wings" before he heard the owner of the wings speak his name.

Noah blinked for a second before realisation crept in. He almost choked on air for a second before a smile crept on his face and he exclaimed "[color=#4080000]Hello![/color]" It was only now that he realised he also wasn't sure how to greet her. He felt a little awkward and it didn't help that she immediately asked him if he wanted to hug. He expected them to shake hands or something and had somewhat mentally prepared himself mentally for it but he certainly wasn't prepared for a hug.

He took a second but awkwardly wrapped his arms around her lightly for a few seconds, he hadn't hugged people often, mostly he avoided hugging people entirely if he could help it but he also didn't want to leave Roberta hanging. More importantly, it's not like he didn't want to hug, it's just that he wasn't expecting it whatsoever and he had no idea how to do things like that out of the blue.

His cheeks felt a little warm after a long time (to be accurate, since the last blossom ball) and he hoped the rooms dim lighting would help cover it up, it wasn't much anyway, it's just that he felt really happy to finally be back with Roberta, he had been looking forward to this day for ages now. Although his cheeks quite possibly neared their limit when she asked him where his friends were, "Oh... Uhhhhh..."

An awkward smile was on his face as he truly struggled to pick words to explain with, in fact he wasn't even sure what to explain. It was just the fact that she so casually assumed that he had friends at Hogwarts. Well, maybe it wasn't SO wrong to assume that a person has friends till prove otherwise but he still couldn't help but find it funny that she still thought that way.

It took him a handful of seconds before he picked the words to reply to her, "I don't exactly have that many friends here, I suppose." He said, not sounding as sad as he thought he would've. At some point, it used to bother him a lot but now he did sort of have a proper friend, he was quite content really. In fact, it was quite funny to think that he only really made a friend after his decision to give up on making friends and such. It was interesting how fate worked sometimes.

English = 5D4A64 | Russian = 4E7A27

Interacting with: Nate Smirnow (@Haley Rose)
Open to interactions

Irina was really worried about Nate, the drink she drank had made her angry but whatever drink Nate had drank was making him so scared. She didn’t see how many more he drank but it was definitely enough to either increase the effects or cause new effects. She just wasn’t sure what to do, one of her best friends was curled up in a ball on the ground, crying, and telling her that he was so scared. All she could try to do was comfort him and she was going to try and be there for him.

She was on the ground next to him and noticed when he slumped into her embrace, he looked so defeated and scared. When he started speaking, at first she didn’t notice what language it was, she was more focused on the words he had said. Nate had asked what was wrong with him and for her to please make it stop. This was not normal behavior from him and Irina felt very concerned for him. The thing that pained the most was that she was here, watching Nate fall apart but couldn’t do anything to help him, all she could do was tell him half-truths that it’ll be okay.

She really wanted to do more than provide comfort but it was all she could do. He was so afraid and that emotion couldn’t just be caused by the drink, some of it had to have been from him. It upset her to see him like this, so helpless and she didn’t know what to do. Turning to the only thing she thought of to do, she went to comfort him again. That’s when the language switch hit her, he spoke to her in Russian. Nate had expressed to her that he didn’t want to speak Russian while they were in an English speaking school so he must be really scared if he was speaking it.

Once Irina figured this out, her fear for him increased but she tried not to show it. She tried to put on the most comforting look she could muster in this situation and starting speaking to Nate in the same language he did. “Nate, nothing is wrong with you. It’s this school, they think it’s funny to poison the students from other schools. You are on of the strongest people I know, and just trust me when I say it’s all going to go away in a few minutes.”

Then she went to respond to the second thing Nate had said. She wanted to make him feel like he could trust her with anything and that she would make sure that the people who did this to him would be accounted for their actions, she owed him that at least. “I can’t make it stop Nate, you have to do that on your own and I assure you, you can do that. All you have to do is just wait it out. Don’t worry though, once this ball is over I will find the ones accountable for this and make sure they pay for what they did. No one is going to get away with poising you.”

It was all she could do for now, and she would make sure that those people knew that they had messed with the wrong magical school, no one would get away with making her friend feel that scared.

Calming Presence is in effect

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Action:
Stats: STA: 8 | EVA: 8 | STR: 7 | WIS: 9 | ARCP: 6 | ACC: 7
Heath points: 800/800
Abilities: Sixth Sense, Fearless, and Calming Presence
Effect: +2 to their awareness rolls. If a player attempts to enter a thread that you are already in, there is a 25% chance that you automatically detect them on entry.
Effect: Fear effects such as a dhmpir's aura, the ability terrible presence, a lycanothrope's intimidation or certain charms, potions and jinxes that would normally cause a fear effect do not work on you as you are immune to them.
Effect: An aura of calm. Allies (defined at the START of an instance regardless of later betrayal) gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target. This does not stack.(Allies: all Koldovstoretz students) (in effect)

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Interacting:
Mentioning: @Logan Baird | @Aldor Humbleglow | @Santario Martin | @Scarlett Aden
Languages: English | French | Italian | Arabic | Russian
Outfit
Closer Look: Necklaces 1-3| Necklace 4(Wolf one)| 4 different bracelets on right wrist

Action: Panicking, thinking of friends, aftee leaving will cast ferula on his wrist, leaving the blossom ball