Magical Masquerade: the actual ball Closed

@Winnie Harper

Attire: Clothing and Mask

It was only a matter of moments later did someone familiar came out from the crowd, an individual with whom he most certainly had a history with. Winnie, who offered no greeting grabbed him by the arm and began dragging him to the dance floor with an order "Hey, what are you-" but before he decided to finish Gray decided to keep his mouth shut with a deep sigh. It was probably best considering the scene she could make with this many people around.

It appeared the girl didn't seem to know it was him. After all, it had almost been a year and a half since they properly talked and since then Percy had changed quite a bit. Winnie on the other hand had not, you could hear or spot her from miles away. One of the reasons was if she was mad, which appeared to be now from how red her face was and the imaginary steam coming out of her ears. For now, he wouldn't mention it, Gray was going to pick away and keep his identity a secret for now.

"What's up with you?" he asked at first as they came to a halt in a clear space "Your partner gave you cold feet or something?" the Slytherin enquired further, his blue eyes looking straight down into hers.

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Interacting: @Percival Gray

Outfit: ✿ | ✿ | ✿

Mentioning: @

English | Irish

Any spoken words of potential rejection were ignored as Winnie led the ‘stranger’ to the dance floor. Later in the night, after the whirl of emotions had ebbed, she would be horrified at her actions upon reflecting on the evening, but for the time being her usual stubborn nature was blocking blocking out her voice of reason.

The stranger was taller than her, it seemed her heels would finally come in handy. “No.” Was she simple answer, her eyes flickering up to meet his. Blue, a refreshing change from hazel. Like the vast ocean captured in a gaze,

As her hand found its place on his shoulder, she would push her body close to his and grab his opposite hand, intertwining their fingers. “Anyone who kisses another girl right in front of his girlfriend isn’t much of a partner.” She tried to force a chuckle, mask her unease, but her voice caught in her throat. She shallowed hard in an attempt to hide her inner turmoil, but it might have been obvious, given the tear streaks on her face. Thankfully she had used waterproof mascara, lest she look like a raccoon.

"I'm sorry to pull you into this mess." The stranger's presence felt both familiar and foreign, a puzzle she couldn't quite piece together in the midst of their impromptu dance. "I know I kind of didn't give you a choice, but um... It's just until I can blend back into the crowd..." She said, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Wearing:

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@Reyna Evergreen

Date: April 13th, 2024 Interacting/Mentioning: @Uri Davis @Reginald Drake Abilities: Healing Sage Stats: sta 5 | eva 7 | str 7 | STATS | wis 6 | arc 4 | acc 6

Speaking: #556b2f Thoughts: #99b39c Translations: Actions: Making an anti-inflammatory snack

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ "To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides" ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Abilities Active: Healing Sage

Siobhan pulled out one of her gloves from her pocket and turned back to the refreshments table, opting this time to grab a cup of water so that she could wash the dirt off the fingertips of it. The soft blue material turned from a cobalt blue to a deeper summer navy as she washed away the dirt from her earlier excavations. Upon it's clean nature, she used her now empty cup to scoop some ice into her glove and tied it off to make a rudimentary ice pack for Uri to use while she tried to think about how to fix his nose and apologize for good. She was immensely embarassed and couldn't face her new friend so she was turning to the next best thing that she knew in order to jump start her apology.

Healing was something she was intuitavely accustomed to. Growing up on a farm in Killarney, the McCarty family was always adding a new bump, scrape or bruise to their bodies and sometimes that meant they needed their mother's homeopathic healing. Now this wasn't to say that they didn't believe in modern medicine. This was to say: sometimes money was extremely tight and the distance between the farm and the closest ER was a good 21 kilometers away. It was only a place the family ventured to for broken bones or major problems. Everything else- they turned to the garden for.

Siobhan had taken to her mother's influence and had developed her garden and greenhouse at home specifically for the purpose of homeopathic healing. She had learned to develop salves and pastes for any major or minor skin abraision. She brewed teas out of nearly every herb for internal injuries and even just for her daily vitamins. Inflammation happened to be one of her specialties, due to her father and older brothers tendencies to overwork their shoulders as they were the primary handlers of the cows and their heavy equiptment. Her oldest brother, Eoghan would rant and rave about how her "magic" tea could cure all injuries which always made the townsfolk laugh and give Siobhan a generous ruffle of her hair. Ah if they only knew...

Presently, Siobhan didn't have anything on hand to make tea. Primarily no hot water. However out of the corner of her eyes she did see a small field of wild flowers with thistle growing. Thistle, happened to have a very subtle tasting anti-inflammatory property and if she could mix it with some honey...

"Uri, I'll be right back. I think I can make something to help with your face." Siobhan said picking up his hand with hers and pressing the ice pack she had made using her now very clean and very cold glove into it. "Use this on your nose for a minute and I will be right back." she smiled with a hesitant smile before making a beeline for the patch of wildflowers.

She was lucky to see a healthy patch of vibrant purple thistles. She smiled to herself as she carefully pulled the heads of the flowers off and stuffed them in the plastic cup. She then began looking around for dandelions. Where wildflowers grew, weeds were present as well and she knew that the dandelion flowers would aid in the reduction of redness and soreness for the poor Ravenclaw boy.

Her face enveloped in a rosy-coral blush as her brain supplied the embarrassing replay of what had just happened. How could she just punch someone- especially someone whom she had just met and knew nothing about save for his name? He hadn't even done anything and fear was not a valid excuse. She had to think to herself about how to apologize correctly to this boy before word got out that she was a "violent psycho."

She made her way back to the dessert table and saw Reggie and Uri conversing lightly. Reggie- who seemed to have saved her dessert and was munching on it made a joke about her "mean right hook" which only made her blush deepen.

"May I have my dessert back or will you continue to enjoy it yourself?" Siobhan asked him, yet avoiding both of the boys' eyes as she used a spoon to scoop the honey off of the top of a second dessert and mixed it in with the flower heads. She then grabbed a fork and used it to help crush the flowers into a more malleable form that could be easily swallowed. The honey was for taste but it too had an anti-inflammatory property. She doled it out onto the top of the new ricotta parfair and turned back to face Uri, embarrassment still heavily painted upon her features.

"Uri, you don't have to use this but this is an anti-inflammatory mixture... It's nothing compared to what the Nurse could do but it should help with the soreness on your face. I am ever so sorry that I punched you. What can I do to make it up to you?" She asked as she held out the now light purple ricotta to him.

Japanese / English

It was a blessing for his thoughts on the damnation of flowers to be interrupted. He wished he could say the same for the tiny girl. Who- time and time again, seemed to be the universe’s favourite unintentional jester. Unable to escape the awkward predicament of bumping into him of all people. When she grabbed his jacket as an act of safety, his shock and instinct battled to focus on keeping his foot planted on the ground instead of tumbling down with her. This was a rare occurrence. When you stick out like a sore thumb, people make a natural pathway for you most of the time. However, seeing people profusely apologising when they feared they crossed him, wasn't all that rare. Taken aback by her fast string of French words, he hardly had the time to apologise back. Not before the tiny girl fell again. Leaving her in an awkward side-sitting position.


It was difficult to see who she was. Her immediate and wholly unnecessary bowing didn’t help either. The tinge of evident nervousness in her tone made him tense his shoulders. His voice was caught in his throat, uncertain what he should say. Somehow he felt like he was the one in the wrong here. Whatever it was, an unexplainable urge to ensure she was comforted guided his next actions. Unfortunately, a comfortable vibe was hard to translate through his gruff voice and semi-permanent resting frown on his face. Particularly to strangers that were almost 2 feet shorter than him.

Feeling too tower-like to even talk to her, he instinctively knelt down to the point where they were almost eye-to-eye. Caring little if his pants were soiled from dirt. “...no bowing. You’ll fall again” he ordered in a curt tone, perturbed by her nervous bow. He placed his gloved hand on each side of her face to make her look up, if she didn’t look up quickly after his order. Regardless of whether she did or not, his hands would quickly return to his side once she stopped looking at the floor.

He kept his words short and curt, tinged with a hint of accent in his tone. He didn’t want his own nervousness to overwhelm her. Somehow it felt a bit easier around her. Like a wave soothed over his nerves. Similar to what it felt like to be near a friend. Odd, since he hardly knew her apart from her pitiful fall and almost snow-like coloured hair. He observed her shoes with a frown. “It's stuck” he observed the shoe seemingly lodged between two rocks. “ can I....?” his gruff voice trailed off but his hands gently gestured to her shoe. It was evident he hoped to help her with her shoe problem. He couldn’t just leave her like this. If you take away the part where he looks like he’s ready to enter a Nights Of Fright event, it almost looks as if she was doing him a favour if she let him help.

Abilities

|| Terrible Presence || Lovely Creature || Fearless || Evasive Meneuvers I || Rebound | |

Stats

Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 16 || Strength: 15 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 10

Action: Asking permission from Emmalee to help with her shoe
Mentioning for plans: @EmmaLee LeDames

ACTION:
Working with Sara Kohana to release my foot from being stuck.

STAMINA: 7 | EVASION: 7 | STRENGTH: 3 | WISDOM: 8 | ARCPOWER: 8 | ACCURACY: 9
ABILITIES: Fearless | Calming Presence
INVENTORY: Wand, Lavender Honey Candies, Blue butterfly embroidered handkerchief, first aid kit.

Calming Presence is in Effect
Allies:
AngelFyre McCubbin as Stephen Schwartz, Hanako Tone as Sara Kohana
Giving them +10% chance to auto-hit.

THE MASQUERADE BALL

P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | P5

Interactions: Reducio @Elisa Shakestra as Vasilius Nighthawk

Actions: Reducio nothing much. Finding and interacting with Vasilius.

Stats and abilities: Reducio Violet is a lovely creature! Stamina: 5 Evasion: 6 Strength: 5 Wisdom: 6 ArcPower: 6 Accuracy: 7

Violet was excited. Having been one of the planners for the ball, she was excited to see how their plans for the evening would turn out to be. She could just hope for the best.
But maybe, she was more excited to enjoy the evening with her childhood friend, Vasilius. Violet felt her heart bloom and flutter whenever she saw him. But was that normal for friends to feel for each other? She was not so sure about it.
Violet had dressed up decently with a long blueish-black sleeveless gown. It reminded her of the Salvia flowers, that bloomed in her mother's garden. Her look was completed with silver jewellery and black heels. Her mother had owled her a beautiful black cat mask when Violet had mentioned planning for the Masquerade ball. She had half braided her hair from the top, and let the rest of her hair fall on her shoulders.
Violet checked herself in her dorm's mirror, smoothing out her dress, and adjusting her necklace. Grabbing the mask in her hand, she skipped down the stairs not wanting to be any more late than she already was.
Arriving at the entrance, she was glad to see that people had already found the key to the large wooden doors. She walked towards the wooden doors, from under the archway. Although she had seen it all before, Violet could not help but admire how everything looked like the sunset. It felt peaceful.
Her eyes instantly skimmed over the crowd, looking for Vasilius.
Violet smiled as she found the brunette looking around and without a mask. She decided to approach him, letting her mask cover her eyes. Without a single word, she tapped his shoulder.

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ACTIONS, STATS AND ABILITIES MENTIONED ON TOP OF THE POST

April 13th 2024
Quidditch Stadium
4:30 pm
MODERATION POST

As the doors to the ball finally had opened people were starting to stream in, happy that the doors were finally open. Chatter and laughter slowly started to fill up the ball, many people gave gasps of wonder at the beauty that the ball comitee had set up for the ball. People were already sobbing and hugging, let the drama ensue. As people noticed the drink table and food they started to eat and talk with each other. Drinks were consumed and people began to chow down. Smiling faces could be seen everywhere and they seemed to feel that the ball was going better then last time. So far no one had almost drowned! The late afternoon drifted along. An enchanting tune played in the background as a few couples took on the stage and danced along. It was quite chaotic, with a lot of people chattering and having drinks, however still peaceful. A lot of people seemed to be mesmerized by the tables overflowing with food and drinks, as they wasted no time indulging and pleasing their taste buds.
@Minnie Duke got herself an Italian cream soda. But, oh no! It was somehow spiked. How could it be possible? She was on the planning committee herself.
The drink was secretly infused with a befuddlement draught after the committee was done with the preparation. Minnie found herself confused and agitated. The potion had taken over her.
A person, who is still a mystery had decided it was fun to spike drinks with potions. A question must have arisen, about his arrival. Oh, the walls are not exactly sky high, are they? They arrived on a broom, flying above the massive wooden gates.

Minnie drinks Italian cream soda.
The drink was spiked with befuddlement draught.
No mod rolls are required in this round.
RP Effects: Causes the affected to become confused, agitated and reckless.
Mod effects: spells cast in the previous round cannot be cast again for the duration of the thread, spells have a 10% chance to be re-directed. (Works if she casts it now)

Alyssea gets herself a drink from the table.
Letting Tatsu choose her drink.

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1- gilly water
2- strawberry faux-jito
3- Italian cream soda
4-sparkling cucumber limeade
5- strawberry Yakult
6- Cherry Shirley temple mocktail
7- pumpkin juice
8- berry spritzer

t!roll d8
Result: 1
She drinks gillywater. No effects.

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