Closed Valentines Ball

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^{Word Count: 658}

Specifically interacting with: @Irina Sousa★@Elira Lamacraft

^{Other mentions: @Cassandra Ironwoods★@Rita Su★@Avery Levert}

Outfit

Reducio

It was Friday evening, the seventeenth. Valentine's day had been 3 days ago and today was a Ball for that specific day. Irina Sousa, her roommate and best friend was in the planning committee and through that Beatrice knew that it was going to be good. The two friends were planning to go together but Irina wasn't here yet. Beatrice had just showered and now laid flat on her bed, a towel turban on her head. Irina and Beatrice were going to get ready together. Both had choosen white dresses to match each other. Of course they looked a little different from each other but equally beautiful. Beatrice had choosen one with long sleeves since it still was quite cold. These times were the only ones that Beatrice was happy her Mother had bought her so many dresses and made her bring them. For shoes Beatrice had choosen white ones with small pink ribbons. They weren't as high as some other ones she had but not nearly as low as normal shoes. When Irina entered the dorm, Beatrice sat up and they started getting ready together.

Not long after, the two were strutting through the halls of Hogwarts. Irina looked quite beautiful and Beatrice glanced at her best friend every now and then. Something was just so mesmerizing about her that Beatrice simply could not keep her eyes straight forward. She did truly love her best friend and wouldn't know what she would do without her even tho they had just met a few months ago.
Entering the Ballroom, Beatrice was quite stunned how pretty everything looked. Decorations in red, white and pink were everywhere. At hearing Irina's voice, Beatrice turned to her friend. She was obviously a little nervous. Beatrice understood that Irina wanted to make one last round to see if everything was good to go, so she smiled back at Irina and silently took her friends hand as they walked.

»Everything looks beautiful Mey, truly beautiful. You all did a great job.« she said as they walked. That wasn't a lie, everything looked really good and Beatrice was sure that it was going to be a great evening. She watched as Irina talked to Cassandra Ironwoods, who Beatrice pretty much just knew as a Slytherin prefect. Continuing their walk, Beatrice doesn't really pay attention to where Irina is leading her. She just follows, watching as Irina talks to Rita Su, who Beatrice actually does not know. At least not that she is aware of it. They talked about something with chocolate while Beatrice just smiled politely.
They hadn't gone much further when Elira suddenly started talking to them, or perhaps just to Irina since Beatrice was pretty much just her best friend's shadow right now.

Beatrice liked Elira. She seemed very nice and her Parents thought well of the Lamacraft family. When Elira asked if Irina got herself a dance partner, Beatrice finally regained full awareness of her surroundings. She stepped a little more to Irina's side as she told Elira that Beatrice was her ball partner. When Irina said that Elira could join them, a smile appeared on Beatrice's lips. Irina was just kind like this and Beatrice loved it. Her best friend would never hurt a fly. Beatrice slightly cleared her throat.
»Yes of course, join us Elira!« Beatrice agreed. She was finally back in reality and had gotten out of this weird trance like state in which she had been following Irina. Then Irina asked the two what they would like to drink, seeming genuinely happy for the first time this evening.
»Oh, uh, well what is there to drink?« Beatrice asked with a smile but there was no fast enough answer, instead another voice appeared and when Beatrice turned, a boy with dark hair stood there. She didn't know him but the teasing tone in his voice as he talked to Irina, made her be interested in who this boy was.

Stats if needed: Stamina: 6 | Evasion: 5 | Strength: 6 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 5 | Accuracy: 6
Ability: Lovely Creature
Bringing: Wand

Reducio

Mentioning : @Rita Su, @Irina Sousa, @Avery Leveret, @Beatrice Dupont, @Elira Lamacraft Interacting with : @Rita Su, @Irina Sousa, @Avery Leveret, @Beatrice Dupont, @Elira Lamacraft, anyone else around them Word Count : 203

February 17th, 2023 : Date 6pm : Time Opal Chrysalis Gown : Outfit

Word count: 251/200
Mentions:
Interactions:
@Taisia Stroudefielde • @Kim Sato

Chatting with Tai, Bailey smiled. Letting her eyes wander while her dorm mate did her job, Bailey spotting a familiar face, @Ethan Smith. She smiled at the boy, a kind smile, and then she spotted another familiar face.
“Taizu!!! Hiiii!! Of course! This is my dorm mate, Taisia! Taisia, this is my dear friend Taizu!!”
Bailey spotted Kim out of the corner of her eyes, and when the occasion came, she excused herself to go to Kim.
He was by the buffet, and she approached him.
She also spotted @Damion White who for once was not glued to Kim… Bailey found this odd, but was more focused on keeping her cheeks normal, and her heart rate steady.
Bailey also spotted her wolf friend @Lucian Mornstern. If he looked her way she would smile and wave. He did seem quite focused on the girl though, and Bailey did not expect a reaction from him.
Finally making her way to the buffet, Bailey spotted Ethan chatting with Kim.
Not wanting to interrupt, Bailey grabbed a plate and filled it with random goodies and foods.
She walked up besides Kim, and said softly “thank you for coming- I was afraid I scared you away for a moment.”
Bailey was afraid that her over the top t personality would eventually scare Kim away, or that he would get tired of spending time with her. This was probably her greatest fear- losing her friendship with Kim.
He meant more to her than anyone- including herself, realized.

ency

stats:

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 6
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 7

ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: 17 / 02 / 23
ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛɪᴇ ᴜᴡᴜ

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔢 & 𝔈𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥

𝔒𝔲𝔱𝔣𝔦𝔱

Reducio

ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ. ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ ꜱɪʟᴋ ʙʟᴏᴜꜱᴇ ᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛᴇʟ ᴘɪɴᴋ ᴘᴀᴛᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴅ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴋɴᴇᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴜꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪʟʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛᴀʟʟᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ɪꜱ ( ʜᴇ’ꜱ 157 / 5’2 ꜰᴛ ). ᴀꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴜᴛꜰɪᴛꜱ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.

ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍʙᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱʜᴀᴘᴇ ɪɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀɪꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡᴀᴠᴇꜱ. ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ. ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄʜɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴜꜱʜ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴘʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ʜɪꜱ ɴᴏꜱᴇ. ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜꜱʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ʟᴏᴏᴋ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴇʏᴇʟɪɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴀᴡɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢʟɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ɪᴛ. ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇʏᴇꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴅᴜꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ.

ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴏɪʟᴀ! ᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʜᴀɴᴀᴋᴏ ᴛᴏɴᴇ.

Valentine’s day activities should've been over. But it was persistent. As shown from the enthusiastic students that planned this party even days after the celebration has ended. When he entered the room, it was like he went back in time to the 14th of February. Clearly, the hopeless romantic students of Hogwarts have no intention of stopping the celebrations just yet. One of those hopeless romantics happens to be his own date.

Ironwoods adorable tactic of asking him out had won over his heart. Just thinking about their prior interaction had him chuckling. They were not here as romantic partners, thankfully. Ew. Him and Ironwoods? No way. Hanako choose to see this like when he and Pea Fowl had a date. Except this one, without him needing to pretend to be in love with them. And thank god for that, really. It was e x h a u s t i n g.

No no. The only thing he had to pretend about tonight was the fact that he thinks that he for once, may actually enjoy the event with Ironwoods. They were not the best of friends, nor were they the most civil whenever they had to interact with one another. But there was a particular amusement that arises within him whenever they bickered endlessly. Not that he would actually admit he enjoyed it. Not to Ironwoods, especially. And he liked to delude himself into thinking Ironwoods liked it too. Why else would they ask him, out of anyone else they could’ve asked- to go with them as their partner to this event, hm?

After walking around a while and internally gagging at the cringey couples (you know who you are) and being slightly unnerved that first and second years seem to be the most populated guest at this party, he found what he was looking for. “ Ahh there you are, Ironwoods~” he walked over to the prefect, but not before taking a short glance to inspect their attire. “ Hmm… well, I quite like the dress. But why waste your pretty eyes with such bland make-up? I could’ve help if you just asked, you know?” he sighed dramatically as if Cash’s make up made them less stunning. Damn these stupid purebloods and their stupid good genes.


“ Okay your turn. Say something nice about how I look. That’s what dates are supposed to do, right~” he joked.

@Cassandra Ironwoods

The polite refusal of her gift got Adya to roll her eyes. The girl muttered "Typical Asher" under her breath. "How nice of you!" Adya pointed a mirthless grin at him with her voice iced with fake delightsome. In her explanation, the sole reason behind her almost having the chocolate is the doubt whether Asher might not actually show up- And the girl was taught not to waste food! Maybe her hunger too... But it's a ball! They for sure provide something to munch on, won't they? So what's killing him to accept a damn gift?

Adya couldn't contain the blooming smile on her lips and eyes when Asher finished with 'let alone you' that she almost quit the worries. What's that supposed to mean? Adya searched into his eyes craving for the meaning behind his words. Adya's lips parted to let out a reply or a question to be exact. However her brain didn't manage to bring it out.

In between clicking pictures of literally everything around them, Adya glanced every now and then at Asher, biting her lunatic-like smile down as she noticed his smile for her. Her eyebrows narrowed down slightly when Asher said she should have asked him. Was it about this one or the one that was inside the envelope? Before her mind could process, Asher moved closer to her- for a photo.

With a chuckle "Granted! " Adya removed the camera belt off her neck. Turning it around, she stretched her hand out. " Do you object if I get any closer, Ash?" Nevertheless, Adya by then wrapped her other arm around Asher in a side hug. Grinning broadly, Adya snapped many photos- just for the sake of safety. What to do if they had just taken one and it turns out unclear? Adya had countless of Asher's photos but this is the first they're taking together. Rather special!

When Asher inquired about her earlier state, Adya shook her head like she had no idea what he was referring to. In reality, the girl was downright sure. Adya hated the idea of her day ruined by rejection. If he wants to reject her, he would have to choose another day.

In case he's willing to choose the other option, how will she know? Adya stared at the wall in the distance, contemplating a response. Grabbing the chocolate bar from her pocket, "Oh yes, this?- what do you find so difficult with accepting a gift? Watch, it's not that heavy either" as she lifted them up and down like they were dumbbells.

Putting a halt to her chocolate lifting, "I'll ask you for one last time, are you still rejecting my gift Asher Blackjack?-" her eyes squinted at him playfully as her tone matched his. Clicking her tongue "However I am not having it for myself, If you say no, I'll just... " Adya glanced around evidently, "- I'll find someone who'd appreciate and 'accept' a chocolate from 'me' on 'this' day." No, she won't. This was her way of finding out if she was safe or friend-zoned.

Open to interactions

Stats:Stamina =7, Evasion =7, Strength =1, Wisdom =6, Arcane power= 7, Accuracy =7
Action: -
Interacting with @Asher Blackjack
Item: Wizard camera
Outfit: Here + her usual emerald stud earrings and black sneakers

Larino Speaking (English) Larino Speaking (Japanese) Others Speaking Thoughts =

DATE: February 14th, 2023 TIME: Afternoon/Evening PLACE: Small Hall, Valentine's Party INTERACTING WITH: @Aurora Griffith SUBTLE MENTIONING: @Taisia Stroudefielde, @Irina Sousa and @Caoimhe Kyle

Larino headed back to his dorm after having lessons all day on February 17th, after a rather hectic week. It was his birthday on the Tuesday (known by most as Valentine's Day), and here he was, at another social event occurring in the castle's walls. This time was a first for the first year though, because for once, he had organised to go with someone: his friend, Aurora Griffith. They had met a few weeks ago in Charms, and somehow he hadn't wierded her out. Or yet, at least.

He had been sent an outfit from his mother and aunt, who had put together a white kimono shirt and red harem trousers, along with a white haori with cherry blossoms printed across it. He had laid them out on his bed that morning just before breakfast, and quickly slipped them on, leaving his school robes in a small pile on the floor. Larino grabbed the small box his mother had sent a few days previously, which was a rather small selection of Daifuku, a Japanese dessert which was mochi balls filled with a sweet bean paste - one of his favourites, he only hoped that his friend would like them too. He slipped his rock into the pocket on his haori, but just before he was about to leave, he noticed the sunflower pin badge his sister had gifted him for his birthday - to show off his neurodiversity. Larino wasn't sure he was ready to do such a thing yet, but placed it in the pocket with his rock, and stepped out into the corridors.

Larino walked into the doors of the Ballroom, to find quite a number of people had already arrived. He saw Irina and Taisia, whom he knew were both on the committee for this ball, and whom he had possibly somewhat befriended, but he would honestly rather forget that that day had even happened. That was one strange afternoon. He also noticed a friend of his: Caoimhe, but then noticed the friend of his whom he had planned to meet there: Aurora Griffith.

He walked over, and didn't really know what to say, other than a simple "Hi. You... uh... you look nice." They hadn't planned a colour scheme from the dress code, but the two friends somewhat matched, with her white dress, and his white kimono shirt and white and blossom haori.

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======• S U M M A R Y•====== Reducio Larino got back to his dorm, and got his outfit on for the valentine's ball. It had been a long week, but for the first time, he was going to a social event with someone. He put a few items in his pockets, before heading over to the ballroom. He recognised a number of people there, including a few of his friends. But he didn't go up to them, since Aurora Griffith, whom he had planned to meet, was already there. Not quite sure what to say, he tried his best to compliment her, hoping he was doing the right thing.

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Post layout and graphics by Larino Arveli

ITEMS: Rock, wand, sunflower pin badge (in pocket, not on display), small selection of Daifuku (Japanese dessert, in a small box in his pocket)
STATS: Sta- 8 | Eva- 7 | Str- 9 | Wis- 2 | Arc- 1 | Acc- 3
TRUNK: accio!

@Bloom Silverton

They stood together, Howard’s long arm wrapped tightly around her as they stared at the carving he had made. His question went unanswered, but by the way they got lost gazing at the tree, the answer was obvious. The inspiration for placing their initials had come without thought really. It just flowed out of him as soon as his nail hit the bark. He too could not deny the sense of permanence that came with how the H and the B were connected. Linked now and maybe forever…

Both of their eyes would gloss over with emotion as they silently looked on. Crimson eyes threatened to spill over with crimson tears as his heart swelled with love. Anymore and it just may burst. Howard couldn’t keep his mind from daydreaming of the future. Images of Bloom in a white dress quickly flittered through his inner eye. Bloom White?Howard Silverton? What tradition prevailed meant little to him, but the thought of them promising the rest of their lives together started to feel like less of a fantasy. For now it would simply be represented by a simple carving for the rest of their peers to see, but both would be left with a question burning in the back of their minds.

However, as the pair looked to each other, just how to ask it seemed to slip by them both, but a passionate kiss would express what they were both feeling. As much as he wished the moment could have lasted forever, a rumble in his belly reminded him he was hungry. Bloom wasted no time in suggesting food and the growing teenager would not object. Howard went right for the burger he had spotted earlier. While she loaded hers up, he kept it quite simple. Just a touch of mayo and ketchup was all he needed. Yet as Bloom poured a glass of water, the Dhampir decided to pig out. He balanced his plate while he grabbed a strawberry shake, but not before plunging a cookie into the top of it. Howard offered her a shameless smile as he prepared to gorge at the table she selected.

“Yeah!” Howard agreed enthusiastically between mouthfuls of food. A little truth or dare was always welcome, especially when there were questions begging to be answered. “Me first. I chose truth.”

Action: None.