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interaction: @Avis Greymond @Pamela Graham@ Mikey Forville @Hana Suzuki @Gabriele Ricci-Armani@Livia Machavariani @Aleks Drašković @Damien Dragonclaw wc: 522 dialogue thoughts

As the dim light lit up the area, the black-haired girl Victoria knew walked in. Victoria responded to her greeting with a small nod — ever since Hana had seen her on the verge of tears, Victoria felt... strange around the girl. So she hesitated to talk for a second. Before she could even answer her question, Mikey came to the grounds— and Victoria felt a small wave of relief. She knew everyone who had arrived so far. Maybe things wouldn’t be as bad as she had imagined.

Pamela and Avis came in next — Victoria recognized the blonde girl from her visit to the booth during summer camp. And Avis — to Victoria, she seemed like one of the most genuine girls at Hogwarts. From their previous interactions, Victoria had gathered that Avis didn’t try to sugarcoat her feelings or thoughts — she was brave and assertive. Victoria didn’t know what Avis thought of her, but still, she felt that Avis was the first girl she had come to feel close to — which was strange, considering they hadn’t interacted that much. Yet, Victoria’s calm blue eyes lit up slightly when she saw the Ravenclaw girl. If she remembered correctly, the girl had told her she wasn’t particularly fond of Gabriele. So Victoria hadn’t expected to see her here — and still, she was genuinely glad she had come.

“It’s good to see you too,” she said gently. “I’m well, thank you. How about you?”

Not long after, the birthday boy entered. The look in Gabriele’s eyes made it clear he was happy to see everyone who had come — and yet, the smirk he gave Avis made Victoria’s eyebrows furrow slightly. She glanced toward the girl beside her with soft concern, wondering if Avis was uncomfortable.

Victoria hadn’t made much sense of Gabriele’s conversation with someone named Antonio. She was silently watching the tall grass sway in the wind when something Gabriele said made her lift her head, her eyes widening slightly. Was the Trail really going to happen? Victoria had thought that part was just added to the invitation to make it sound more exciting. She was seriously starting to question why she had even come.

She didn’t like the dark. She didn’t like ghosts. She was just planning to stay in the background and eat cake,damn it.Victoria wasn’t someone who swore or insulted people — but right then, she really felt like cursing to herself and to Gabriele.

When the groups were announced, Victoria felt like crying — her partner was someone she didn't know well, and she was sure she would embarrass herself. And were they seriously going first? She wanted to argue with Gabriele about this choice, but it was his birthday and she did not want to make him feel bad about anything. At that moment, Victoria truly wanted to leave the grounds — and yet, doing so would only embarrass her more.

With a sigh, she stood up and walked toward the trail’s entrance, careful not to look at anyone. She was struggling to keep her composure and didn’t want anyone to see it.

Right now, she would rather be anywhere else than entering this trail.

ooc: sincerely apologiezing for referring the place as 'room' in previous reply edited.

tags: @Victoria Blythe @Gabriele Ricci-Armani @Pamela Graham @Mikey Forville @Hana Suzuki @Livia Machavariani @Aleks Drašković @Damien Dragonclaw| date: 31-10-2025 | fit: x

"I'm alright, just confused as to why I bothered to show up to this thing," Avis half-joked in response to Victoria. It was mostly true. She still couldn't place exactly why she'd arrived, although right now she'd just credit it to being bored on Halloween night. Besides, maybe it wouldn't be so bad, what with Vic being there.

"Look what the cat dragged in."

I severely stand-corrected it seems. Avis glanced up in the direction of the all too familiar (and thoroughly hated) voice of Gabriele Ricci-Armani, who was stepping into his huddle of partygoers like a wolf among sheep. She grimaced and narrowed her eyes at his pointed smirk, her fists tightening of their own accord.

Before she could think up a scathing remark, Gabi moved on to greet the rest of his guests with an infuriating smile and Avis returned Victoria's look of light concern with a knowing side-eye. At least one other person here knew of her less than friendly relationship with the birthday boy, although he certainly wasn't being subtle about it.

Movement in the distance caught Avis' eye and she looked up to see two older boys strolling into the gathering, looking less than happy to be there but present nonetheless. Avis' eyebrows rose in recognition when she realized one of the boys was her older brother Will's friend, at least she'd seen them hanging out around school with some of the other popular kids. Her eyebrows dropped into a furrowed glare. Antonio was Gabriele's older brother?? She couldn't believe her very own relation was friends with a Ricci-Armani, but, to be fair, it didn't seem as though Gabi got along very well with him. She sighed. It really was your own family sometimes. She'd have to talk to Will later.

Her attention was begrudgingly directed back towards the group as Gabi began to explain the rules. She listened with a permanent glare pasted on her face, breaking it for a moment to wish Victoria good luck with her partner. As the list went on, however, her face began to fall.

He wouldn't dare.

"And then...me and Avis," the infuriating bumrag said with a smirk equivalent to the sound of nails on a blackboard. Her chin went up haughtily at his look, the challenge obvious in his eyes. So this was how he wanted to play? Avis kept her head high as Vic walked past her to begin the trail.

Her feet carried her over to Gabi in an angry march before her brain had a chance to protest. She stopped in front of him, nose still in the air.

"Switch groups," she hissed, venom icing her tone. "I'm not going with an idiot who can't tell a ghost from a tree."

The instant Gabriele read off groups, Mikey's mouth compressed into a straight line. He had been wishing for some familiar face, Victoria perhaps, or Damien again. But Hana? He'd met her in school a few times, generally in a group of people or softly whistling down the corridors. She always seemed so cheerful, even if everyone else couldn’t phase her. Honestly, it was kind of intimidating.

But he shrugged off the tree he was leaning against and took a step forward. No time to think about it too much. That was how ghosts got you. “Guess it’s us then,” he said as he approached Hana, his voice light but edged with nerves. “I hope there’s no crazy people out there like in a slasher movie you know.” He said, trying to lighten the mood and failing. “Im pretty sure I’ve seen one that starts just like this.” Mikey realized that this was perhaps the worst thing to say but didn’t know how to recover.

Instead he looked at her. She did not look like she would be scared easily. Instead, she seemed unperturbed by the entire arrangement. Her black hair reached her waist and swayed ever so minimally to the night wind, and the firelight played across the pink of her lips. Her dark, wide eyes scanned the trees in front of her as though she were challenging the whole thing as a test.

There was something to her presence, frail but somehow adamant, that provided him with a small degree of courage. Not the flashy kind that made you do stupid things, but the kind that led you to believe you wouldn't quite lose your mind in the darkness.

"Hi, I'm Mikey, by the way," he added with a half-smile, extending his hand. "Pretty sure we've never officially met. Unless you count seeing each other across the table in the library while trying not to be stressed."

He chuckled, rubbing his other hand against his pant leg. “So… ready to see if this trail lives up to the hype? I’m half-convinced Gabriele’s just going to pop out in glitter makeup and scream ‘boo’.” He glanced toward the sign that read “BEWARE PUSSIES” with a sigh, then looked back at her. "Let's just stay together in there, okay? If I make a dash down through the trees yelling, you've got my complete permission to haul me back."

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Interacting with @Avis Greymond @Pamela Graham @Mikey Forville @Victoria Blythe @Gabriele Ricci-Armani @Olivia Williams @Livia Machavariani @Aleks Drašković @Damien Dragonclaw

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Looking at the boy who was assigned to be a part of her little group, Hana smiled politely at him. Mikey, a boy who Hana had seen quite a few times at school when she was going to her different classes, but never really talked to him. And now, they were a group together, a group for this little haunted ghost trail, so it might be best to know each other better first before stepping into this trail where some a lot of screaming will take place, at least you'd know the person who's going to scream beside you.

"Slasher Movies? You watch those movies? That's quite brave of you, I suppose. I've watched one when I'm young with my brother, almost cried. But anyways, I don't think there will be any crazy people out there, it might just be some actors acting they're crazy. But If there's really any crazy people, we'll just attack them, or scare them back, or run away." Scare them back, that's the best option.

"I'm Hana, Hana Suzuki." Hana shook his extended hand. "Guess we're stuck together for this ghost trail. And I hope I can pull you back before you actually run off the woods yelling and screaming"

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Interacting with @Avis Greymond @Pamela Graham @Mikey Forville @Victoria Blythe @Gabriele Ricci-Armani @Olivia Williams @Livia Machavariani @Aleks Drašković @Damien Dragonclaw

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Standing there with Mikey, Hana noticed a figure walking towards them. Hana glanced up for a moment to see if it's a ghost or something, she realised it's just another boy. Phew. I mean, the ghost trail hasn't even started so it will be really cruel of them to scare us before we have time to have a mental preparation. Hana assumed that the boy is Damien because she was put in a group with Mikey and Damien, so it's strange if someone from another group comes to them, unless they are planning for some sabotages. Hana looked at the not-so-familiar face, she never really seen him around school but meeting new people aren't a bad thing, she guess.

Looking at the new boy, Hana spoke up. "Hey, I'm not sure if I have seen you around before. But anyways, I'm Hana, Hana Suzuki. Are you Damien? Well, if you are, then I guess we'll all suffer this trail together." She paused for a second or two and continued with a deadpan face. "But please don't start screaming and running off the woods, there ain't no way I'm going to pull two people back from the woods." Smiling sweetly, Hana extended her hand, expecting him to shake it."Welcome to the group"

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Groups. It looked like someone else would be joining Pam in her mission of getting scared out of her wits.

God I really hope I don't smack anyone in the face. She doubted she'd actually succeed in that, especially if someone sneaked up on them. Best hope there's no such situation. I don't wanna cause a broken nose, that's for certain.

Her partner. Vic.... Victoria? Pam turned her head towards the girl in question, recognizing her rather vaguely from... somewhere. Have I ever interacted with her or does she just look familiar? God, I do hope I haven't spoken to her much. That would be so embarrassing.

She walked over to her quickly, smiling and greeting her softly, while inwardly chanting "Please don't find me familiar. Please don't find me familiar." like a mantra. Pam hoped that the girl would at least not know her name. Now you're being dumb, Gabriele just paired the two of you together. She figured out your name definitely three seconds ago.

Naturally.

Embarrassing situations aside, Pam held out her hand to her in a handshake, a nervous habit she had picked up from Ruth Fairchild and said, attempting to not sound totally out of her depth at being made to socialize, "You're Victoria right? I'm Pamela Graham." She nodded towards the dark grounds, "Shall we... get started?"

Mikey's own hand still felt the warmth from shaking Hana's when Damien appeared in their small group. He seemed taller than Mikey remembered, and looked like a guy who'd just been roughly thrown in to a class without notice that there was going to be an exam.

"Yeah, you tracked us down," Mikey stated with a friendly smile, looking over Damien as if he were verifying that the guy hadn't already made a hasty exit from the trim. "Three's better than two anyway. More souls to fight over who gets to play first."

He looked down the trail, where the twisted sign swayed gently in the wind, creaking as if it were running to be the "ominous background noise." The road beyond was darker, too, the trees closing in so that moonlight was gone a few steps in.

"Okay, ground rules," Mikey continued, attempting to sound offhand while his clenched fingers around the small present in his other hand. "If one of us sees something jump out, no stomping each other. If one of us runs, the others have to yell 'coward' before they run after. And if we ever do encounter an actual ghost, real Hogwarts ghost level, wave and smile so we don't hurt their feelings."

He glanced at Hana and Damien, the corner of his mouth curling into a grin. "Ready? Because I think Gabriele's waiting for us to yell our lungs out, and I don't feel like disappointing him."

Not waiting too long to find out if anyone would respond, because the longer he waited, the colder and more constricting the cold seemed to bear down on his body, Mikey began down toward the trail. With each step, the grass crushed beneath his boots and the row of trees swallowed the light of the lantern behind them.

“Let’s stick close,” he added over his shoulder. “I’ve seen enough slasher movies to know this is the part where someone makes a bad choice. Let’s not make it ours you know.”

Date. 31/10/2025 | Dialogue. #1E361C | Tag. @Avis Greymond @Pamela Graham @Mikey Forville @Hana Suzuki @Victoria Blythe@Livia Machavariani @Aleks Drašković@Damien Dragonclaw
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Pairing Avis up with himself had the desired effect he'd hoped for. While the others found their groups - some looking more confused and distraught than others - the hot-tempered Ravenclaw stormed over to him. No doubt to complain about the groups. Gabriele stood his ground, greeting her with his signature smirk that said that nothing she had to say would change his mind. If she'd been carrying a bat, or broom, Gabi might have assumed she would try to hit him with it. Good thing he hadn't left any large, sharp sticks out on the trail. He didn't doubt she would try to chase him down and beat him with it, given the chance.

"Keep glaring at me like that and I'll start to regret not having you out there playing ghost," he teased when she was within hearing distance. Loud enough for her to hear but preferably not the others, especially not Antonio and Stefano. He didn't want to give them any wrong ideas about the nature of his teasing. He'd be listening to them chant 'K I S S I N G in a tree' until his wits end if they thought he liked her or anything. Which he did not! He just liked riling her up, which was incredibly easy. Perhaps walking with her would be the real challenge of this ghost trail, and not whatever Aleks and Livia had come up with. Something good, hopefully.

This close to screaming at him(he imagined) Avis demanded to switch groups, as if he hadn't expected this reaction this whole fucking time. The most shocking thing in all of this was that she assumed Gabi would be the one scared for his life. God, he fucking wished. At least then he would be having some fun up in this bitch. Sometimes it felt like nothing could rattle him, it was honestly boring.

"Avis, Avis..." He mused, tilting his head in her direction. "You've got it all twisted. You're the one who will be jumping into my arms screaming your lungs out. Not me." If he actually could carry her was debatable with his noodle arms, but the thought was both hilarious and oddly endearing.

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