Event Blossom Ball - Spring Festival

[ @Henry Knight as Charles • @Kazuo Shimada • @Dealla Prince] • mentioning Cassanora Browne

nerding out over brooms • being confused and out of her depth • dying inside • attempting to explain that Charles isn't usually like this • elbowing Charles

English #26687E • French #72267E

Charles Alluring wasn't always that great at reading people, as far as Cassie knew, but sometimes he'd manage to say exactly the right thing to lift the mood. Now was one of those times. "Thanks," Cassie murmured, with a grateful smile in her friend's direction, in response to his admission that he wasn't very good at magic either.

Cassie nodded enthusiastically when Charles suggested that they should go riding together once Cassie had gotten her new broom. "Definitely! What model are you getting? I've asked for a Shooting Star - like you have now, right?"

"Poor Cassanora!" Cassie laughed. "You'd better wear armour, hm?" she joked. Charles switched to English for his next statement, which Cassie appreciated. She didn't mind French, and was practically fluent in it now, apart from some English slang and quite a lot of weird magical terms she could never remember, but English was her first language. It was a little easier for her. "Well, that's good." The Beauxbatons girl smiled at her friend.

Weirdly, Charles didn't seem affected by Cassie's rant. Usually, he'd have been answering back with a rant of his own, or at least defend himself, but this Charles did neither. A niggling feeling grew somewhere in Cassie's brain. Something wasn't right. But she didn't have time to focus on it because of two things: firstly, her mind was flitting between what seemed like hundreds of different thoughts per second, and secondly, Charles spoke again. His words nearly left Cassie speachless. Nothing? This was not normal Charles Alluring behaviour. Cassie was so confused by this that she let Charles pull her along as he moved towards the boy.

Cassie watched with an open mouth, horrified, as Charles greeted the boy with the title 'my lord'. She tugged herself free of her friend and opened her mouth to speak - but Charles reached out to grab the boy. And spoke again. And the boy looked at him with such a cold expression that it made Cassie want to freeze to ice. "Oh goodness," she mumbled, then spoke louder. Charles had clearly lost his marbles, so it was up to Cassie Heather to diffuse the situation. "Hi. Oh goodness. Look, I'm Cassie - this is Charles - and I'm so so sorry for - whatever this is. He was fine, and then I guess he saw you and now -" she gestured towards Charles' face, firmly fixated on the boy. "I don't even know what's going on!" Cassie's voice was a little pleading, even, as she tried to make sense of the situation. Then she saw that the boy's hand was on his wand. "Oh, gosh. Please don't hex me. Or Charlie, actually, although he kinda deserves it." She elbowed Charles in the side as she spoke his name. Then she realised that one of the other girls, the one dressed like Aphrodite, was still here. She winced. "Oh no. Are you his date? Do you know what's going on?" It wasn't like Cassie Heather to seem out of control, but this situation probably called for a little panic.

[ sixth sense • fearless • sta 9 • eva 6 • str 8 • wis 7 • arc 4 • acc 7 ]

Action: under the effects of amortentia and not taking his eyes off Kazou while stepping between him and Dealla , being controlled by a potion and wanting to actually tell Cassie but can't

Interacts with: @Marion Davenport, @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood, @Thomas Lestrange (sorta) @Flash Holmwood

Alexander's outfit

(Based on Claude from Fire emblem, edited by Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood)

(Just some nice background music for Alexander)

Standing amongst the bliss of Spring Alexander could not help but start enjoying the evening. Though it had started somewhat..... chaotically with Vladimir's exclamation things were starting to look up. He could not help but feel a soft smile on his face whenever he looked at Marion.

For a moment, he was distracted though. He heard some faint mumbling behind him and saw what seemed to be some kind of dark-looking figure. One who seemed to be clad in a martial costume. It seemed like the figure was going for some kind of greek hoplite armour. He couldn't make much out due to the helmet and ash that covered their face. For a moment Alexander frowned in the direction of the figure. He tried to recall what they had been saying but he didn't catch them whilst his focus had been on Marion.

What should he do? Talk to them and engage in a conversation ? Nah that probably wasn't a good idea. He was with a date, and in a way, he still had his 'task' of getting information from Marion. The figure also probably just mistook him for someone else, or he had just misheard something. So instead of verbally responding Alexander just sent a nod in the figure's direction before his gaze and posture shifted back to Marion. He had an important task, he could not let himself or Aida down. So he shouldn't get distracted. In any case, his attention was quickly drawn back to Marion when she responded to his comment.

"And Circe would turn sailors into pigs, neither were a splendid idea,"
Alexander could not help a small chuckle escaping from his lips. Though it was not something he tried to resist in the first place.

"Well the Greeks, and some of our classmates, are quite vain. Though at the very least we can say this is not as bad as some of the shenanigans of Zeus." As he spoke, Alexander could not help but admire Marion's wit. He himself mostly knew the basics of Greek stories, but it didn't surprise him that Marion knew some of the more obscure ones. She seemed to enjoy most kinds of fantasy and legends. Perhaps due to the very fantastical nature of Hogwarts itself.

Then the interesting response to his own query came.
"No, he is just Vlad's younger, annoying cousin."
Alexander's eyebrows were raised and a slightly surprised look on his face. He then looked once more at Pride before shifting his face towards Vlad. Comparing the facial structures of the two. He could somewhat see the similarity, especially in the facial structure. But if you didn't know that the two were relatives it was hard to spot.
"Huh, the more you know."

"Do you know how to dance?"
Alexander shrugged. "I mean not formally, but I can at least go along with the beat."

" Just feel the tempo. That is the sound that you find yourself tapping your fingers to in a car, nodding your head or tapping your toe." Alexander would nod in affirmation. It was just the rhythm, like playing with an instrument. Every song had one, most commonly a 4/4 structure. But often it differed a bit, some would be a 3/4 structure, or 6/8 if you wanted to go faster. The thought itself brought him memories of playing the cello in the past, he had loved playing it. When was the last time he played it? He remembered playing it at home before going to Hogwarts, but after that, it was just a blank. He had kept the cello at his parent's house back then, but after moving back in with them he could not remember his cello stored anywhere. Though he hadn't thought much of the thing, the awkward situation with his family often taking precedence.

Shaking himself out of the stupor Alexander nodded once more, his smile slightly less true as he was distracted. "It's just going along with the rhythm. I used to play an instrument so I know what it is like."

Alexander then watched attentively as Marion gave her tutorial. He did not interrupt her, he followed her instructions and watched her movement closely. Trying to mimic them after he saw them occur. One interesting tidbit was snapping your fingers in order to get your arms in the proper position. Individually all the movements went well enough, copying them after a few moments of copying her movements. Noting his own errors and continuing to mimic Marion.

Alex certainly didn't have the fluidity that Marion had, but he could at least copy her to such a degree so as to not look terrible. The harder part was to coordinate all the different movements together. Making sure they all occurred at the same time and worked together smoothly. That was quite a bit harder. He struggled with the coordination between multiple limbs for a moment. A frown appeared on his face as his entire concentration shifted to properly doing the moves. Softly he murmured to himself. "Come on" A thought suddenly entered Alexander's head, he gave a small nod before following it. He just closed his eyes. Seeing nothing began tapping his foot and went along with the beat, following his instinct. Having nothing to focus on but the movement of his body. Then he opened his eyes once more as he felt himself move smoothly in a good approximation of the movement that Marion had given. Of course, his lack of experience prevented him from doing it at the same level, but it felt good. Felt nice.

Again Alexander muttered to himself. "Mhm, not bad. At least not terrible." He then looked back at Marion's face and give a slight wink.

Then he began to dance once more. This time trying not to think about it, except when he made the occasional error which he quickly tried to correct. Though those were relatively rare.
"This is a better place to talk anyways," Alexander thought the statement over for a moment, before nodding in agreement. "Yeah, the music does make it somewhat harder to hear each other but it prevents anyone from trying to eavesdrop."

"Unless you like talking before a live audience." Alexander only grinned. "Mhm, yeah I do prefer some privacy. Then you can just talk, and let the words flow out. Rather than having to consider every word." Ironically, this was both the truth and a lie. He did feel how the words just slipped out of his mind as soon as he thought them with Marion. There was not the reluctance/thought he initially felt. Yet this specific statement was something he had thought out. It could perhaps make Marion feel guilt, or more likely to perhaps tell some important information.

For a moment Alexander just enjoyed the music and being near Marion. Just taking in her smooth movements and thinking it was almost hypnotic. He could just watch it for hours. And for just a few second, there was just the now. The moment of pure contentment.

Then Alexander was dragged out of the moment as an Audience did in fact appear. Specifically in the form of Thomas Lestrange and Flash Holmwood.

He had not interacted with the former before. Though he had heard of him and seen him during the Trial that he had participated in along with Aida. He was a somewhat enigmatic figure, mysterious and apparently had some intimate knowledge about hags. What based on the Headliner article and the way he had presented the Trials. He was also a Slytherin prefect and thus had some measure of influence and authority. Someone to keep a cautious eye on.

Flash Holmwood was a figure he knew better. He had fought him in the Fight Club back when his own mind was more chaotic and in shambles. Making use of his diplomacy to surprise him in the fight. Though he was knocked unconscious in the end. Then they had met up again during Slytherin house's exploration of the dungeons, finding a secret message and then following it. So he knew him better than Lestrange, but he still didn't truly know him or his intentions.

Alexander then responded to Thomas's own introduction of "Good evening.". "Good evening to you too Mr. Lestrange." As he greeted Thomas Alexander mostly gave him a cold and wary stare.

"I think you two have met." Alexander gave a short and curt nod. "We have talked with each other before on occasion." Behind his blank face Alexander felt some frustration rising at Lestrange's grin. He seemed to be quite confident in himself to say the least. As if things were going precisely as he wanted them to go. It made Alex wary, made him wonder if there was perhaps some larger plan that the (probably) pureblood had in mind.

"Mary, this is Flash Holmwood. He wanted to formally meet you." This truly made Alexander frown and wary. Marion himself had told him to call her Mary, because she considered him a friend. He did not know the relationship between Lestrange and Marion but he had not seen him interact with her before. Were they friends in the past? Was it a coincidence? Or had Lestrange heard the term before when Marion and Vlad were talking? Then to make things worse the next sentence quickly followed.

"Vladimir seems to be enjoying himself." What was Lestrange's game here? Was he trying to fish more information out of Marion in regards to Vladimir? If he did it was through a somewhat crude method. At the very least Alexander could say that his own method was somewhat more sophisticated. Though it was far more byzantine and convoluted.

The main question was how he was going to shift the conversation to his own terms. Rather than have this continue on whatever grounds Lestrange had planned. For now, Alexander merely moved a single step forward. Just so that he could cover Marion if it was necessary. But for now, Alexander remained at Marion's side. He kept a cold smile directed at Lestrange whilst observing Marion and Holmwood.

If he was to contend in a battle of wits to protect Marion if necessary, he first had to know the combatants and different factors in it. Only then could he make his strike. As it was often said, 'knowledge is power, guard it well.'

Action: Interacting with Marion & Thomas Lestrange

Stats:

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Stamina: 7
Evasion: 9
Strength: 3
Wisdom: 8
Arc Power: 6
Accuracy: 8
Total: 41
(+1 from duel win)

Abilities:

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Monster Hunter Non-Human Enthusiast
• If a player successfully casts a spell at a part-Human opponent, they get +1 Accuracy if they attack and +1 Evasion if they're being attacked. This doesn't give any IC knowledge of the opponent's race or talent unless found out in advance or revealed during the duel.

Evasive Maneuvers:
• When a spell was successfully cast at a player with Evasive Manoeuvres, a 1d10 roll is performed prior to Accuracy vs Evasion roll to determine whether the spell will be auto-dodged (roll 10). The Accuracy vs Evasion roll will not be needed in case of success.
• The auto-dodge chance can stack only to 20% from any number of sources and in this case 9 or 10 would be considered a success.

Post tracker: [1] [Error, anomaly detected. Shutting down.][3] [4]

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Interacting with @Vivian Fletcher
Mentioning @Simon Kincaid
Open to interactions

Hair ~ Shoes ~ Flower Crown ~ Dress

Samantha liked the Spring Festival way more than she had liked the underworld. The first thing that caught Samantha's eye where the long tables full with food. Maybe she could get something to eat after she had talked and danced a bit. Luckily for the muggle-born most, if not all, music was muggle music. She knew most of the songs and liked them to.

Samantha looked back at her friend, who had joined her in the Spring Festival. "I like this way more than the underworld." The young girl had decided not talk about what had happend in the underworld with Vivian anymore. Vivian didn't seem herself, and if Samantha had acted so weird she would have wanted that nobody talked about it ever again.

"What do you want to do?" The brunette smiled, she had no idea what she wanted to do. She had never been to many parties, so had no idea what you normally did. She hoped Vivian maybe had an idea of what they could do.

Samantha took a look at her friend. Before she had not really looked at her outfit, Samantha was to embarrassed by her friend to compliment her. Her friend was wearing a long white dress with pink flowers and had her hair up. "And I forgot to say this, but I love your outfit! You look amazing!"

The young raven took a moment to look around. She didn't know many people, which gave her a change to meet many new people. She saw that some were already dancing, a girl (Haley Rose) was dancing with a boy in a green suit. Samantha remembered that Simon, her quill pall, had mentions in one of his letters that he would be wearing a green suit.

She hadn't seen many other boys wear a green suit, so that must be Simon. He had told her not to be shy to say hello and he would save a dance for her. Even though Samantha would love to get to know Simon better, it seemed like he was having lots of fun with his girlfriend. Samantha decided that she would wait and go talk to him later on the evening, since the night had just begon.

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Action: Entering Spring Festival
Stats: Sta 6 | Eva 7 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 7 | Acc 6

Interacting with @Xailah Alptraum

Marion Davenport

Interacts with: @Alexander Varellion, @Flash Holmwood & @Thomas LeStrage

Mention: @Vladimir Athanatos, @Mathias Pride, anyone else involved in the brawl.

Interacting with: - @Serena Towers

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RPing as iNPC Milo Durand Date: 29th May 2021 Outfit: This suit

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Smiling gently as she let go of his hand, he wouldn't have minded if she didn't let go. "It is okay. Although, I would not mind meeting your brother." In Milo's defense, he didn't know that Arjan would probably be able to beat the crap out of him, he knew that he was pretty strong himself, causing him to be a little cocky in the situation.

This area of the ball was a lot lighter, immediately he could see that his date was a lot calmer. He wanted to question why an almost-fifteen year old would be scared of, well it was either her brother or the setting of the ball, but she felt like it may be a touchy subject and it wouldn't be wise to ask about it, or he may risk upsetting her. He somewhat preferred this area anyway, seemed calmer, happier, the music immediately bringing a much lighter tone to the area.

Upon reaching the drinks and watching serena take one and ask him if he wanted the same, he nodded, "I will get one.", he did as he said he would, taking a drink from the closest drink to him, they were all very colourful and bright, very interesting, as he took a drink, it tasted like nothing he had ever tasted before, he wasn't entirely sure if he liked it, but he didn't dislike it.

Action: Drinking one of the suspicious liquids

Banner by Winnie Harper

Everything had seemed to descend into chaos within the blink of an eye. Jack was relieved that his spell hadn't been necessary, but as he tried to make sense of what else had resulted in the aftermath, he felt someone grab his wand from his grasp.

"HEY!"

It was Matt. Of course it was Matt. His eyes darted between his dorm mate on the run and the one trapped under Erin as he tried to figure out what to do next. Out the corner of his eye, he noticed Ruka had involved himself in the fray as well, going after Vladimir even after the eagle fired off yet another spell.

"Ruka, no!" he yelled when he saw his brother step up to meet the spell. Had everyone gone mad? Why couldn't he have just used a counter spell or something? Had he figured there was no time? Had one of those drinks messed with his head somehow? Or was he, perhaps, trying to show Jack how foolish he was by doing what the Slytherin had done in the past?

Whatever the case, Jack cursed under his breath but was briefly distracted by Winnie before he had time to do anything else. She passed him the wand that Mathias had taken and he accepted it with a hesitant, "Thank you," unsure exactly what she had done to the thief in order to get him to give it back.

"I guess the clock is striking midnight. I'm sorry I couldn't be a graceful flower nymph for you," she told the confused boy with a smile. Then, before he could ask what she meant, she promptly took a few steps back in order to get a running start in tackling Mathias. It was almost the same as what Erin had just done to Percival except unlike Percival, Jack thought Mathias deserved it. The Welsh boy whistled softly, finding himself impressed at Winnie's spunk. He cheered her on silently in his head, fighting back a smile before yet something else caught his eye out of the corner of his peripheral vision.

Percival, much to Jack's pleasant surprise, was warning anyone against firing more spells at Erin despite having been the victim of her attack. Once again, Jack found himself impressed. But the movement that had caught his attention was Quinn was picking up Erin off Percival, and none too gently, either. He frowned, not liking the sight, but was concerned about more pressing matters just then. Hurrying toward Ruka, Jack attempted to catch the older boy or at least cushion his body from a fall if Vlad's Knockback Jinx managed to hit its mark.

Wearing:

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Interacting with: @Ruka Burnett-Tân, @Mathias Pride, & @Winnie Harper
Mentioning: @Vladimir Athanatos, @Erin Ryan, @Quinn Healy, & @Percival Gray
Action: Attempting to catch Ruka if he gets hit by Vlad's Knockback Jinx
Abilities: Prodigal Charms Learner; Binding Mark
Stats: Stamina: 6 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 3 | Wisdom: 10 | ArcPower: 7 | Accuracy: 7
Inventory: Pan pipes & wand
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