The Mistletoe Spin Group #4 Summer Camp 2024

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key thoughts •english •welsh• rp	interacting @Basil Murphy @Quinn Brook
outfit	action Asking Basil if they should step aside

Now she felt bad, she hadn’t waited for her friends in her tent. But her best friend.... Brookline hadn’t seen him since he moved! “Er, I’m fine, but could you put this in my hair, please?” Her own words rang in her ears again. As she walked to her own group, leaving her best friend behind, some where with people he's never met before. Oh be calm, Peter, She thought, and then realized Peter had his own way to be calm. Brookline needed him to be calm herself.

Entering the dance floor, she waited for the dance to start. Taking startled glances at the mistletoe, Brookline counted her breaths, no need for a break down tonight, she told herself and desperately hoped she wouldn’t be under the mistletoe. Counting to ten, the Welsh girl realized the dancing had started. Shit, the girl thought and started dancing.

As she danced, she let out her insecurities out and held tight in her tears. Brookline had no intention to cry at a ball nor have another terrible ball. Spinning around, she found herself with a red haired boy when the music stopped.

Taking a glance up, Brookline let out the air in her lungs that she hadn’t realized she was holding. It was a candle. Not a some certain green plant. But the candle was dripping wax on her and the boy. Oh my gosh, she thought, and once the warm wax hit her skin, wincing slightly, she spoke, “Maybe we should get out of the candle’s target zone?” Laughing softly, she wondered why the candle had started dropping warm wax.

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date: August 8th time: dancin time location: Summer camp

mentions: Reducio @Kenzie Thatcher Alice Dale @Minnie Duke

languages english: #1a4174 thoughts: italics

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Finally came the day of the mistletoe spin, Aston, surprisingly enough, is quite excited for it. Sure he is totally worried about whether he will say something wrong or not but he thinks he'll have fun. Originally Aston was not planning to attend, he doesn't even know how to dance! But with a promise from Kenzie that she'll teach him on the actual day of the dance Aston signed up. Aston did bring some clothing nice enough for the occasion, he doesn't own many shirts and dress pants, since usually he prefers more relaxed clothes. Aston wore a black suit with a white shirt and a tie, quite a basic choice but Aston really doesn't know what else he could wear. As he made his way to the dancefloor he got assigned he noticed the list by each dancefloor. When Aston looked at his he was definitely a little worried. I really really hope Kenzie will be here with me... Luckily his hopes did gets answered, unluckily Kenzie was the only familiar name on the whole list. Oh god, well at least Kenzie will be here. After a good look at the whole dancefloor Aston noticed he was one of the earlier people here. Waiting not to dance till Kenzie came Aston stood by the side and watched for a bit. Oddly enough it seems that there was some kind of spell making sure that people know what dance to do. I didn't even know magic can do that. When Kenzie arrived Aston asked to dance with her. Even though Aston did notice the spell and he didn't need to be taught he still wanted to dance with her. Aston find her presence quite comforting and enjoys spending time with her. Unfortunately due to the style of dance they quickly got separated. Thanks to the spell Aston did have to worry about messing anything up, he had fun with the dance, though next time he definitely want to try actually dance himself. When the song ended Aston was surprised to find that the dance also did. He found himself standing across from a black haired girl with pale skin. As Aston looked around he saw some people under a mistletoe, overhearing one duo saying something about kissing Aston freaked out a little. Thinking Kissing?? Wait am I under a mistletoe!? Aston looked up and checked, instantly relaxing when he saw the candle. Wanting a confirmation and believing it'd be rude to not to talk to the person Infront of him Aston tried to start a conversation. "Hello, uh, My name's Aston, what's yours? And do you know if people under the mistletoe is supposed to kiss? I never did look at the ball information myself, my friend told me this was a normal ball." Action: dancing and talking

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Coding by @Estelle Nyx

August 2nd 2024

Dancing with Jamie Carville @Mylo Atkins
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Thoughts: Bold Italics

Casey had wrestled with the idea of doing this since reading about it in the itinerary for summer camp. Prior to the sudden disappearance of his older brother he would've indefinitely signed up for it, having been a little social butterfly back in the day, participating in every street party and community gathering that ever came his way.

But now, almost a year on since the "incident," Casey had been indifferent and unresponsive to such affairs. Whatevee excitement he had for them had been buried deep down. What use was it when his brother was missing, dead or alive, and not there to experience it with him?

Though after the run-in with Emily on the now passed one year anniversary since Nick's disappearance, he had the slow rising feeling to start moving forward. To try and recapture some of the magic he had lost. As much as he wanted to shift blame on Emily for being so damn patient and nice to him in spite of everything, she did bring up a good point. Mr. Grumpy-Pants was an old act by this point - as much work as it would be, it was time he found a spark of pleasure again. To do that, he had to start from somewhere and now here he was, dressed in a smart green checkered shirt and trousers, a navy jacket over him and his hands in his pockets as he sauntered up to the venue.

The dance started and while he was still trying to warm up to being properly social after God knows how long, he danced with the elegance and energy as his past self would've. If he didn't look the part then he would have to act a little bit before he would start genuinely enjoying himself. He eventually found himself dancing with a girl, quite tall he had to admit even for him, and Casey was quite the string bean himself. It was at this point he was starting to get a bit suspicious. He didn't walk into this dance not knowing what the rules were and was silently praying he wouldn't get mistletoe-d... At least, not with the first partner he'd be dancing with, especially if it was with a girl.

His prayer was answered when the music stopped and he and his partner found themselves standing under a candle. Casey let out a soft nasally sigh of relief.

Thank Christ for that...

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Action: Dancing With Jamie Carville

Stats: Stamina: 8 | Strength: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Wisdom: 6 | Arc Power: 6 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Fearless |Poison Resistance

Date: 02/08/24 WC: 327/200 Interacting with: Casey Stone@Emily Shephard

French English Thoughts

A dance, Jamie had signed up for it as she had some experience dancing and was curious as to what it would be like. Unfortunately while signing up she'd somehow read over the part where it was stated that it was a mistletoe dance, so that would be interesting. But Jamie had had dancing lessons when she was smaller and as such knew quite a few dances, and was confident in her ability to not embarrass herself on the dance floor.

Stepping up to the dance floor, that had her name posted on the paper on one of the posts, it was gorgeous, there were candles floating everywhere and the floor seemed to be glowing, and looking up she saw a few mistletoes hanging up, having heard of the tradition she was a bit curious if that would have anything to do with the dance not wanting to actually be kissing anybody she didn't really know.

Before she could get to much into her head she had stepped onto the dance floor, something taking over her body instantly and making her participate in the dance, somehow helping her with the dance itself, although she didn't really need the help as this was one she knew by heart from her childhood. As the music continued on she felt herself enjoying the moment, just dancing with a few people and appreciating the set-up.

As the song stopped Jamie didn't find herself under a mistletoe, which she was grateful for, but she did find herself with a boy, someone she didn't recognise but had seen around the dance floor and he had danced quite well she admitted. Taking a slight step back she shot him a smile, and held out her hand. "I'm Jamie, you dance quite well. Although I do believe there's a spell here that would make anyone dance well you seem to have a decent amount of talent." She said with a bit of a French accent.

Action: Dancing with/ introducing herself to Casey

ABILITES | STATS
Evasive manouvers | Charmer
sta • 7 | eva • 8 | str • 9 | wis • 5 | arc • 1 | acc • 10

Time Reducio |August 2|

Location Reducio |London Quidditch Stadium|

Thoughts•Speech Reducio |Thoughts|Speech=007f00|

Mentions Reducio @Kenzie Thatcher

Ehsilat had went to many balls before but never one such as this. It was the mistletoe ball. Ehsilat had signed up on the prospect of trying something new, however, after looking further into what the ball was about she was sourly embarrassed. If her father knew what she would be doing if she were to end up under a mistletoe, he'd be appalled.
Ehsilat dressed in a decent gown, as she wasn't entirely sure what to wear to events such as this. She was at summer camp, which you would typically wear shorts and a t-shirt but she was also attending a ball at said summer camp? She wasn't certain, so she went with the safest option and wore a plain ball gown.
The dance was taking place on a rectangular, checkered floor with candles adorning its longest sides. A post with various names sat in front of each dance floor. Ehsilat glanced around for the post with her name and found that she was in group four. As she approached the dancefloor, nervous butterflies fluttered around in her stomach. People were already dancing as she stepped onto the rectangular floors and immediately her body began moving. She'd swapped partners multiple times throughout the dance, when finally the music stopped. She was paired with Kenzie Thatcher, who she has made conversation with before but she definitely was not about to kiss her if they were both together under a mistletoe. She glanced above her head to find a floating candle, hovering over her.Yay! I'm saved

Unaware of any sort of dance occurring that evening, Costanza came upon the various new setups on her way to lunch earlier in the afternoon. There was little heart in her to question it, so the witch went about her day as normal, meaning she spent most of it in her tent away from prying eyes and scaring off her tentmates with a scowl. Yet, curiosity got the better of her, so for once, she got herself together and left the safety of her tent to explore the stadium.

The spaces were more finely decorated now and were very obviously dance floors. Interestingly, the first one she came upon was impossible to enter. There was a list of names and Costanza guessed that only those appearing on the list had access to that space. She was ready to give up as she hadn’t signed up for any event on this day, but by inspection of the list at a certain floor, the honey badger was appalled to recognize her name written. Hemlock, again. It had to be.

Costanza was ready to turn back, but the same drive that pushed her out of the tent that evening kept her milling around the same spot. It wasn’t long until she walked past the barrier, committing to her worst nightmare. At least the floor was spelled so she didn’t need to worry about tripping over herself. The girl was actually well-trained at ballroom dance, but she was also lost in a deep identity crisis that had her wondering if she retained any knowledge of the skill.

Hemlock wasn’t on the floor, surprisingly. Costanza thought the Ravenclaw would be there to see her humiliation. Instead, she recognized one girl from her year - another Ravenclaw with the last name Quinn. They were in the same tent together as well. Quinn and-

The music came to a stop and Costanza found herself in front of another one of her tentmates. Lam, if she recalled correctly. The witch was instantly recognizable as Costanza had seen her face in the Hufflepuff common room in addition to her classes. She heard someone nearby yelp and looked over to see wax dripping on them from a candle above. Worried about herself, she looked up and instead of finding a candle, the honey badger was mortified to find what was obviously mistletoe.

“Uh, sorry,” Costanza backed away with her hands up. “I don’t know you like that.” There was nothing wrong with the girl. She actually found the combination of Lam’s light eyes and dark hair quite pretty. But she wasn’t about to kiss someone who she didn’t know that well. “Sorry,” she murmured again, counting the moments till the music started back up and looking anywhere but the girl’s eyes.

Group 4

MODERATION POST

This group may be slow to start, but they have so much potential! Brookline Quinn asks if she should step out of the way of the wax, but doesn't get a reply before she's whisked away by the next song. Similarly, Aston Beckett introduces himself, but also is unable to catch his partner's name before the music once again starts up again.

On the dramatic side, Costanza Jewelweed refuses a kiss from her partner - will that come back to bite her later? Only time will tell, but it's good to have the strength to say no! - and, meanwhile, we have two partners who are quite content to dance and chat. Ehsilat Wilst and Kenzie Thatcher reconnect after some time without seeing each other, whilst Casey Stone and Jamie Carville meet for the first time.

The music starts back up again, and the spell whisks everyone away to find a new partner... and by the time the violins fade out once more, each skilled dancer is paired with someone very new, in a situation that is either also new or vaguely familiar...

THE DANCE FLOOR HAS SPOKEN:
@Brookline Quinn and @Kenzie Thatcher end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
@Giselle Lam and Alice Dale (@Minnie Duke) end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
@Ehsilat Wilst and @Alliasta Holista end up under a candle.
@Minnie Duke and @Aston Beckett end up under a candle.
Basil Murphy (@Quinn Brook) and Casey Stone (@Emily Shephard) end up under the mistletoe!
Jamie Carville (@Mylo Atkins) and @Costanza Jewelweed end up under the mistletoe!

For any questions or concerns, please owl the moderator of this event, @Aly Salinger.

Also and very importantly, please make sure your action is clearly visible and separated from the rest of your post. Preferably put it in a quote at the bottom but as long as it's separate that's fine. I would also appreciate an inclusion of any stats and abilities you may have in your posts. Makes it much easier to mod!

August 2nd 2024

A Brief Chat with Jamie Carville @Mylo Atkins and Rapid Developments with Basil Murphy @Quinn Brook
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Casey made the effort to smile, though most likely still lacking the charm he was looking for. He was still getting used to the fact that he was interacting properly with other people, more so from his own accord. Though that didn't mean he didn't know how to be polite. Upon complimented for his dancing his smile pricked up.

"Not too bad a dancer yourself," he complimented genuinely. "Though I doubt it hardly measures up to yours eh? You've got grace for days, gal."

Good lord, he was sounding like his dad. He was forever a mummy's boy but he certainly picked up a mannerism or two from his old man. Any further and he'd feared she thought he was trying to flirt with her. He was able to keep it sweet and offered her a friendly handshake. "Jamie you say? Name's Casey."

Alright. Good start. Some small talk and a greeting. If Casey kept this up he'd be on a roll to improving his attitude. When the music started up again and the dancers continued in unified momentum, Casey bid Jamie a hopeful farewell. "See you along the dance floor, Jamie."

With the dance now in full effect Casey performed alongside the rest of the group with the same poise and energy as the other party-goers. Across the duration of the round he was partnered with a boy. Casey couldn't help but notice his red hair. Any brighter and he would've thought the boy had caught fire. In fact, as he raked over his freckled face and his form, Casey blinked. He recognised this boy. They went to the same dang school.

And to top it off the music stopped, with the lads under the mistletoe. Casey clicked his tongue, the surprise of the situation slowly catching up to him. It appeared his miracle of avoiding the mistletoe was short-lived. Then again, the situation could've been a lot more awkward.

Better with a guy than a girl I suppose...

"Uh... Hi."

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Action: Processing Being Under the Mistletoe With Basil Murphy

Stats: Stamina: 8 | Strength: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Wisdom: 6 | Arc Power: 6 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Fearless |Poison Resistance