Wonderland Waltz 2026 Spring Ball

Code by Fawkes Chaos

WC: 275 words Interactions: Skylar Blue April 19th, 2026:DATE Night :TIME

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Reducio And remember: All the best people are crazy.

Reducio @Skylar Blue

Well, I had better expectations. I mean, yeah the food and all was great, actually. There was a lot of chocolate. But honestly, I thought it would be more... Wonderland. But I really like the vibe. Not bad for my first ball.

As I walked into the courtyard, the first thing I looked for was a quiet corner. Good thing I arrived early, when people were still arriving. I'm not sure if I could have made it if it was crowded. Id surely just turn around and leave. Or throw up. Whatever came first.

I scratched the back of my head for the third time in ten minutes. This hat was making me itch. Maybe it was the material. Or the texture. Anyway. I wavered around as I looked around, searching a familiar face.

Where the hell was Skylar? She was supposed to be here already. I needed my Alice.

I finally spotted a flash of blue hair. Eureka.

She seemed to find me at that exact same moment, and when we finally met, I talked first.

"Skylar Blue, you were supposed to be here ten minutes ago." I tried to scold her as I tangled my arm with hers, leading us to the empty corner I had spotted.

@Felix Hawthorne@Zephyr Deakin@Harumi Everdane@Skylar Astor

4/19/26

Ros. She'd just been called Ros. By Windy. Say what now?!? Since when were they on that sort of a basis? She was Bubbles and he was Windy, and that was that. But were things changing? Oh no, she didn't want that to change. Her friendship with Zephyr was the one constant in her life, and she couldn't afford a shift in that. But her heart did start beating more quickly when he patted her back, but she ignored it for the moment. She had a ball to enjoy!

He said that he'd just gotten there a few minutes ago, and Rosie was in the same boat herself. Though she was glad he was enjoying things so far, since it was gorgeous and put together really, really well.

Then Windy introduced himself to Felix, and the introduction was complete! Well, for the most part, but at least they knew each others names! Rosie was glad that Lixy had even followed after her, the amount of times she'd run away. She'd have to remind herself to stay with him, or she'd probably get lost and then everything would just go downhill from there.

Windy suddenly mentioned a wrist corsage, which she'd heard of before. He took her wrist to put it on, and Rosie hoped that he couldn't feel her pulse get a bit quicker. She was probably getting sick again. She already hadn't felt well, which was why she'd skipped the Labyrinth, but she felt better. Huh, maybe the sped-up heart rate was just her body telling her that she was fine. Eh, did it matter? Nope! Because now she had some pretty yellow roses on her wrist.

"Hi, Harumi and Skylar! Like he said, I'm Rosalyn, but most people just call me Rosie! And this is Felix, we're friends too!" she said, a bit caught off guard by Zephyr. Date? Her? Wow, that wasn't something she'd thought of. But she was going to a ball with a boy...oh my goodness, was this a date? Were she and Felix on a date? Huh, she'd have to figure that out eventually, because she'd assumed they were just going as friends.

She decided that she was hungry, and was about to just flit away like the 'social butterfly' Windy had called her, but she remembered that she should talk to Felix first so nobody, including her, got lost.

"I'm going to get food! Wanna come?" she asked, waiting for his answer like a normal person, not just leaving him. She was doing so well!!!

Reducio ~Action~ Walking with Felix still, getting corsage, asking about getting snacks!

Reducio ~Outfit~

Reducio ~Stats~ |Sta~6|Eva~4|Str~7|Wis~7|Arc~6|Acc~5| ~Ability~ Prodigal Charms Learner

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April 19th 2026
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
@Colin McCoire and @Olivia Williams
Mentioning: @Gideon Athanatos and @Scout Fu-Hai

"Late- Late- Late-!"

Shocking wasn't it? Emily Shephard, Princess of Punctuality. Tiara-wielder of Time. Keeper of Clocks (with a phonetic C) was late to this year's Spring Ball. Time was a double-edged sword. If you kept it in your pocket, you'd be on time for everything. The second you let it spring out and slip between your fingers, even only a little bit, and you lose it all entirely.

And that's exactly what happened to Emily. She spent too much time in the clouds that she forgot to tether herself back down to Earth for the Ball. In a haste, she threw on an outfit she'd pieced together for the evening - a red shirt with a black overdress, accompanied with the usual dark tights and pumps that have become a staple to every outfit she wore to such events - before speeding up the stairs and out the side of Hogwarts towards the Courtyard where the main dance floor was set to be the venue for the evening.

When she got there, she saw that the Courtyard was already filling up with students. She beamed when she spotted Colin's platinum mop of hair in the crowd, his figure bent over a younger student. Ah! That must've been Olivia. Colin had been talking about her a lot these days. Emily jumped and waved, hoping either of them would spot her as she crossed into the sea of students.

As she made her way towards Colin and Olivia - in the direction she hoped they were in - Emily had a spare eye on the back of her head on the lookout for Scout and Casey. She couldn't find her best friend. As for Casey... Oh yeah. He mentioned not going to the Ball this time. He must still be preoccupied with that stuff, Emily figured. A shame really. The event suddenly felt quiet, knowing neither of their voices - or bickering, knowing those two - would be heard in the wind during tonight's event.

One person did stick out in the crowd that Emily didn't want to see. Gideon. An anxious, fluttery feeling rippled in Emily's chest but quickly rid herself of fear through a defiant shake of her head before it would settle there. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of giving him any attention tonight. Blood was more than enough from way back then. Instead, she'd brush his existence off like it was nothing. No different than how she'd treat him any other day.

Finally, Colin came into view with the littler student and without any warning at all, she pounced on them both with a group hug. She giggled into Colin's shoulder before releasing him and Olivia.

"I've finally joined the party~!" she sang, ruffling Colin's hair and knocking a friendly hand against Olivia's. "Colin here hasn't stopped chitter-chattering about you all week. Finally, it is a pleasure to get to know you, my young friend."

Emily leaned over, smirking as she lowered her voice into Olivia's ear. "Has our goofball been on his best behaviour so far? Because usually a few spells would be flying out of his mischievous wand by now...!"

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Stats: Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 7 | Wisdom: 9 | Arcane Power: 8 | Accuracy: 8
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace |Calming Presence

Mentioning @Skylar Blue, talking to @Taylor Athanatos and @Gideon Athanatos.

Paul had never been the library kind of a person. He was actually the very opposite, with being impatient, energetic, nature-loving and generally hyperactive.
Perhaps, that was what lured people who were from very different, if not completely opposite backgrounds to him. The good mood he seemed to always radiate, and his excitement for basically anything magical or Muggle. Anything but reading and writing, of course. Some of his classmates have had the pleasure in lessons.

Paul was standing near the swing he had been originally sitting on, very close to Taylor, who he had supported when she seemed to have tripped or something. Now, he let go of her hand, only to look around a little. She's standing safe now. Ran through his mind.

Gosh, there were dozens of people here. The whole castle seemed to attend. "Whoa, so many people... the castle must be inflatable! And so must be the courtyard!" Smirked the boy, humming in awe at the number of those present. They were scattered all over the courtyard, mainly in private groups, chatting. There were several people on the dance floor too, but most were just talking and having fun.

Soon, he noticed a blue head of his friend, Skylar, so his expression lit up and he exclaimed: "Skylar, hey! Over here!" He greeted, waving at the girl and grinning, excited to finally see someone he knew. He even jumped twice or three times, waving his arms above his head, to make sure she saw him over some taller students.

He was distracted, thus, didn't notice what was happening behind him. He had no idea Gideon approached them. So, when the red liquid landed on his shoulder and started pouring over his chest and stomach, Paul looked up first.

"What the..." Red rain? Nah, it's not drops but stream-ish. Bird poop? Nope, that would be white. Blood? The rational part of his mind bet it wouldn't be. But he tasted it anyway, to make sure. Bringing his index finger to it, he ran its tip over a freshly formed stain on his jacket, then licked the liquid off. "Hm, sweet."

Hm, someone must have dropped a glass of juice or something. But since no apologies came, Paul chose to turn around quickly, only to see a taller, older guy behind himself.

"Dude, what the hell?" Asked the boy, stitching his eyebrows, as he looked at the guy. This wasn't right. His jacket was all stained and sweet. Not that I'm about to wear it in the near future, but still! He should apologize.

'Unfortunate,'

"Unfortunate..." Paul's eyes widened, as he repeated the guy's words and looked at him in disbelief. His eyes then flicked to Taylor, almost as if asking her if this was the guy she warned him of, as if asking if the behaviour that Gideon presented, was considered normal in her princess social circles. "Unfortunate? Ya kidding me?!"

He had to take a breath to calm down a little. Clenching his jaws and fists, he exhaled through his teeth.

'you should be more careful where you stand.'

What a prick. Thought the boy, shaking his head.

"Oh. My bad then. But..." He suggested something that was as far from an apology as it could be, taking down the dirty jacket and hanging it, by the collar, on the older boy's empty cup. "There. You can figure out a way to clean it when me and my friend here, are on the dance floor." He uttered with an angelic smile and a wink of his eyes, as he turned to Taylor He turned to Taylor, lifting a palm. "Would you like to dance, princess?"

Tes smiled again when Salim told her about his lineage. He smiled back, of course he did. “I guess it’s a bit of a different case,” he said. “You? Have you lived here all your life?” he asked her then, genuinely interested.

He caught her low comment about how most people don’t usually notice her. But he chose not to say anything about it for now because Tes seemed to think he hadn’t heard what she said.
When Salim mentioned his not-so-perfect relationship with his father, she asked if it affected him much. He had to think about it.

“A little maybe,” he began. “But it’s mostly because we didn’t grow up together, you know.” He gave her a slightly pressed smile and a shrug because he felt he didn’t want to continue this area of conversation right now. Salim could imagine that Tes understood that, she seemed like an extremely smart girl.

After Salim zoomed out, came back to reality and apologized, she simply replied that if she hadn't wanted to hear him talk about his family, she wouldn't have been standing there. "Fair enough," Salim replied and nodded once.

He saw her point a little with her eyes fixed on the ground before he said it. That he thought she was something special.

Of course he saw her stiffen a little and after a moment she looked up at him cautiously. Tes notes that she thinks Salim says things like that very simply.

"That's not true," he says reassuringly but calmly. "I'm only telling that to you, Tes."

She looks down at her glass before looking up again.

"People don't usually call me 'special' as a compliment," she says a little more quietly now followed by a weak chuckle. "It tends to mean something else."

That made Salim stop and look at her. "Then they're idiots," he said just as quietly. He moved closer to her and extended his hand. He hesitated for a few seconds before taking one of her loose strands of hair and tucking it behind her ear. “Because you are something very extraordinary.”

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@Tes Cadell
Notes: Not open to interactions

Kavi had been awaiting this night.

It seemed like just yesterday he was working late into the night, trying to make the recipe booklet for Aly just perfect. He had spent weeks tracking down the recipes for it, pestering his dukun for some of the recipes from the meals they shared, and writing down the ones his Ajji had taught him and his siblings. The poetry was the easier part- he never had difficulty finding creative inspiration when it was for Aly. But, he thought the last recipe was the best he had: a recipe for them at the ball.

It was much easier to be bold hidden behind flowery words, so he had been nervous all day- for once, they weren't wolf-related, but the jet lag was certainly not helping. He practiced what he was going to say to her in the mirror as he combed his hair back for the third time in the past ten minutes. He worried too that something would go wrong- it seemed that these international trips were prime for something to go awry, like his first visit, where his classmates had been target of a magical terrorist attack, most of them not making it out alive. He had simply been lucky. He hoped there would not be such an event tonight, but just in case, he made sure his wand was securely in the inside pocket of his vest before donning his jacket, the cape cascading to the floor. He felt quite fancy- and hoped a certain girl would think the same of him.

The had agreed to meet beforehand and enter together, leaving Kavi waiting for a few moments, his nerves having the time to race through his body, but all worries floating out when he spotted Aly across the way. However, his words still did not catch up with him, all of the things he had practiced in the mirror floating away. Instead, he stood agape for a moment before stammering out a "you look pretty."

Really, you couldn't have thought of anything else? Glowing, radiant, stunning? Beautiful? Just pretty??

Kavi blushed a bit at his own verbal shortcomings, but also because he really did find her pretty. And glowing, radiant, stunning, and beautiful. To make up for it, he offered his arm, hoping she wouldn't notice the nervous shake in his hands. The last time he had been this nervous, it had been his first full moon as a werewolf- which he still hadn't told Aly about. Crap. He would much prefer her to never find out, but he figured she should know, even if it meant that she never wanted to see him again. Though he truly hoped that would not be the case.

These nerves floated about his head as they walked in together. Kavi took mental notice of the ways out in case anything were to happen and he would need to bring Aly to safety. She took him out of his stoic ways with a simple elbow to the side, allowing him to smile easily before taking her hand into his own, in affirmation of her words, giving it a squeeze. "That we do."

"Don't be silly, of course I know how to dance," he reassured her. "My Ajji- my grandmother- would have been scandalized if I didn't. Now, I'm nowhere near as good as Kalyani, but I know a thing or two." He used the fact that they were already holding hands to his advantage, pulling her in to a more comfortable grip for dancing. "I might have made Jason practice with me too. And Vitaka, but she volunteered herself." There were many players involved in making this the best night for Aly- he wanted to be sure that she had a good time.

"I guess the best way to answer that question would be to show you though, right?" he said, spinning her in time with the music, not able to keep the grin off his face, already composing stanzas about her in his head.

Aly iloveyou Salinger
Like a shooting star across the sky
lighting up the night
of my heart.