Summer Camp Crafting Activity Finished

Hjørdis glanced over as a small nervous looking girl approached her. If she was correct, the girl [@May Moonstar] was on the Quidditch team for Hufflepuff, "Hello, Miss Moonstar. Don't look so nervous, you'll be fine," She replied encouragingly to the seeker before seeing her pick up a Hufflepuff banner and start waving it in the air.

"Good afternoon, Mister Vanes- and...?" She greeted the Gryffindor [@Alan Vanes] before turning her attention to the little bengal wrapped in his arms. Her own was back in the tent, unfortunately. Whilst she would have loved to bring him around, it was a little distracting watching over Jeger and the students at the same time. There was enough going on as it was, unfortunately,"What's the little bean's name?" She asked in response. She recalled seeing Tiger before but had not actually had the opportunity to get his name. Before long, the boy was surrounded by his school friends. Not wanting to hold him up, she simply smirked a little as she noticed the boy staring at the bengal, saying something that sounded like what she would have said to Jeger - though she could not hear every word of it. The general gist seemed rather familiar.

Nodding in gratitude, she took @Ariana Walker's compliment. Luckily the day itself did not take too much set up. It was mostly watching Artemis lifting tables, whilst she smirked at him and simply cheated her way through her half before he caved. However, there was quite a few of time beforehand that was required - such as planning it out, ordering supplies, creating examples. Hjørdis had secretly also been practicing her painting skills, in an attempt to actually draw a half decent badger if needed. She was not entirely why she had but... why not, "Afternoon, I am pleased to hear you say so," She greeted the girl in return.

"Miss Evans, good afternoon, Hjørdis responded to the familiar face of a Slytherin - most definitely the house she recognised most easily. With a nod, she greeted @Sky Evans, watching her quickly start on socialising and crafting. The head of Slytherin was mildly curious to see what Sky would make but she let her be, without disturbing her or interfering with the crafty process.

The crowd started to gather. A few people started to craft straight away. It was nice to see what everyone chose to do and what they could make with the supplies. Whilst there were examples around, there was enough supplies to be creative and free with the decisions. A few people were unfamiliar to her, likely students from visiting schools. She could have sworn she thought she heard someone say something in Norwegian but she could not locate the source. It might have been a figment of her imagination.

It was great to see students starting to get creative. A few of them were creating things to support the Hogwarts team, whilst others looked like they were making gifts or something. Whatever it was, she did not mind. It was just nice to see them getting crafty - which was something that she found to be quite relaxing at times.

Outfit of the Day

Interacting with: @Hjørdis Jensen
Mentions: @Artemis Vernatis & @Nico Shymane

Interacting with: @Caradoc Browne

"I- Oh my..." She whispered to herself as her silvery blue eyes fell on the very bright outfit of a very irritating man who appeared to have found his way to the crafting tables. It was perhaps because of the outfit that he was one of the most recognisable - and weird - people she knew. Bright yellow shirt. Of course. Not just displaying his house pride but also, hawaiian shirt. Of course. Why would she have... expected anything else? Honestly, she should just be grateful this was one of the only times she had seen the hawaiian shirts come out. Realistically, it could have happened daily. It was almost as though a simple plain t-shirt was just far too easy or overrated. News alert: They were not.

Wait, why did it not happen at the barbecue? That was when it should have happened. Ugh, he was doing this to irritate her, wasn't he? Why did she feel like he was doing it for that very reason? This stupid shirt and that stupid signature smirk of his. Nope. Nope. She was backing out of this. So fast. Glancing away, she hoped he did not see her as she moved to the table, leaning back down onto it and seating herself on the edge of it. Luckily all of the students she was speaking to had dispersed to their own little groups, so she could move quickly and away from them. Hopefully she could just get away with not being seen by hi- Nope. He saw her.

Turning to him with the most blank facade she could place on her face, "Professor Browne, of course," She responded, though she really wanted to say no. Maybe she could push him off onto Artemis. That would be much better for her. Sure, she would have looked a little impolite but she could handle that. Although she knew it was not possible, she could almost hear him grinning at her. His expression did not bore one but she could feel and she hated it.

She was not looking at him but his very presence was bothering her. The smugness in the air was suffocating. Oh how she wanted to wipe that stupid smile off his face. He infuriated her.

At least, he did until he turned the conversation to the students. Her head turned to catch the side of his face. She sighed softly. He was not wrong. The house rivalry of Hogwarts was so strong - especially in Quidditch games - that perhaps most of them did not want to support a champion that was not from their own house. Silver eyes searched the crowds, trying to see how many Hogwarts students there were from the other houses. There were certainly a few. Not enough but a few.

"Well... You have at least three snakes in your corner, if that helps?" Hjørdis replied weakly with a little bit of optimism, well as much as she could gather. Whilst this might have been a 'Support Hufflepuff' event, the organisers were actually all Slytherins. A Slytherin prefect, professor and head of house. That had to count for something. She had created so many examples full of badger love and bought so much yellow paint... That had to count for something, right? It might not be enough but it was a start.

Clapping her hands together as though a brilliant idea hit her, she pushed herself off the table and stood up. Her porcelain expression cracked. The smirk on the edge of her lips growing as she turned to Caradoc, "Perhaps Hufflepuff needs more support from their Head of House? Other than that ridiculous shirt of yours being yellow, there isn't enough badger pride in you. How about..." She smirked as she stepped closer, leaning a little to either side as though she was observing his face, "Mhm yes. I think some face paint will go well!" She added, her eyes staring intently into the centre of his sunglasses with the smirk on her expression. Challenge set.

Outfit of the Day

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Interacting with @Janet Jackson @Ariana Walker @Alan Vanes @Sky Evans @Aurelia Roberts @Hjørdis Jensen Sorry this was late! I've been in a small hiatus-

Now, really! May looked at Ariana stand up and yell at her supposed best friend as thought they were the worst enemies that ever existed. She looked at them as thought she was about to cry. Was that day going to get any worst? She looked at Alan. She gave him a looked that was clearly meaning help and cleaned the paint that had fallen down to the grassy floor. She gave a sight, tired, and yelled at them. Really, she couldn't stand it. "Can you lay down these-differences and have fun?! I mean- your all acting like fools!"

She saw Sky Evans, that hateful Slytherin come. Now really!, May thought rolling her eyes, I cannot stand another fight. And now, I'm assured that today will be the most awful summer day I've had in my life. she looked at Sky, and her face began to turn a slight shade of red. "Oh my God, can you all shut up for once?! I'm trying to paint Ariana's face for goodness sake! she pushed Ariana back to her seat and began, again, to paint the sunflower that would be on her face. She was breathing heavily as thought she was going to burst out any moment now.

Now that was annoying. A girl that was called Aurelia Roberts had arrived, and had comed to say that 'she was going to have fun'. She rolled her eyes and gave Alan a hopeful smile. Hopefully he would return it.

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She wasn't sure what to think. It seemed like Aurelia had stepped into things she maybe shouldn't have poked her nose in. "Uh", she had heard the girls bickering and was at a loss for words. To make matter worse, a Slytherin joined in the onslaughter of harsh words. The girl from the slumber party introduced herself as Ariana and so did the girl that the tension was going on between. "Hi Janet and Ariana...", she glanced from girl to girl, the tension was so thick she could have cut it with the crafting knife and the happy facades both girls but on couldn't mask it.

"I- uh... yeah... I'll make... a poster with you... Janet", she wasn't sure what to say. She felt rude interrupting them and the girl doing Ariana's makeup seemed somehow annoyed at her. Now, what had she done wrong this time? Her introduction that was supposed to distract from the tension had absolutely failed. Abort, abort! Get your bum outta here Aurelia, she thought thinking it was better to just stay out of it. She watched the boys cat and then went to choose a poster paper. It had to be yellow of course and so she chose a pastel yellow sheet that she was planning on painting a badger on. Ever so often she glanced at the girls. If Janet joined her she would turn to take a look at her, if she didn't she would watch them all from a distance. Aurelia twirled a strand of her blue-tipped hair between her fingers, not sure what to make of the situation.

The Outfit:

Reducio

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INTERACTIONS @Ariana Walker︱@Aurelia Roberts︱@Janet Jackson @May Moonstar︱@Sky Evans

MENTIONS Hjørdis Jensen

With her brown hair streaming out from underneath a straw hat and the hot summer sun on her back, Ivy strolled over to the crafting area, barely able to contain her excitement. Only one day left! Unlike some of her friends on the Gryffindor Team, she was slightly relieved that it was Hufflepuff playing Durmstrang - it was something to do with the fact that she hadn't played a match at Hogwarts yet, and she was pretty sure that she was really, really rusty. Ivy kept her thoughts to herself, though, seeing as admitting it would basically be committing social suicide.

She caught sight of Ariana, sitting down with someone trying to paint her face, and smiled. Although she hadn't known the other girl for very long, Ivy was already quite comfortable around her. Which might be a mistake, she reminded herself. You were comfortable with Zyk and look how that turned out. The Gryffindor winced and when she blinked, she shut her eyes just a moment longer, recalling what had happened at the stargazing event. She had poured her entire heart out to him and although she hadn't expected anything to become of it, it had still hurt when he had walked away...

No use crying over spilt milk. Ivy shook her head, as if trying to shake the memories of Zyk away, and made to move towards Ariana when she caught sight of the girl's face painter. May. The Gryffindor's face twisted and she turned away, moving to a different area. She had once been close with May - as close as sisters, even... but that afternoon down at the lake two months ago had ruined more than one friendship. Ivy kept an eye on the group, as she began to cover a large piece of paper with yellow paint, just in case something happened - and ok, maybe she was a little suspicious of May.

And something did happen, because one second later, Janet joined the group and Ariana's voice turned bitter and accusing. Oh... and now some other girl was teasing them about it - no, wait, it was a lot more than teasing. Ivy frowned at the venomous choice of words, immediately feeling defensive of her friends, and even more at the loudness of their argument. They didn't seem to have been any trouble with defending themselves, but if they didn't shut up soon, then the professors would notice, and then they'd get into trouble... no, Ivy couldn't just sit there and do nothing, could she? She was beginning to think of Ariana as one of her friends now, and you didn't leave your friends alone to defend themselves - she had learnt that the hard way - and there she went, thinking of Zyk again...

Ivy leapt to her feet and marched over to the group, still holding her paint brush, which had a blob of bright yellow paint on it. "Hey, what's your problem? she asked the offending girl, lips drawn tightly in a flat line. Her tone was angry, although quiet, as so not to draw any more attention. "Why do you care if they're friends or not? It's none of your business. And please don't call Ariana cocky. It's not true." She tossed her hair over her shoulder with her free hand and glanced over at Professor Jensen and Professor Browne again. They seemed preoccupied right now, but if this went on any longer... "None of us are looking for any trouble," Ivy continued. "And I'm guessing that none of us want to be yelled at by the professors with the match tomorrow. So I think you should probably leave us alone, or your clothes will be covered in yellow paint too." The Gryffindor waved her paint brush at her with narrowed grey eyes - it was an empty threat, one she wouldn't dare to follow through with the professors watching, but she didn't have to know that.

Ivy smiled at the newcomer forcefully at the newcomer, who looked slightly intimidated by the argument. "Hi Aurelia," she said politely. She didn't really know the girl that well, but from what she could tell, she was nice enough.

May seemed angry about the face paint, which was so dumb in Ivy's opinion. "The stupid paint isn't what's most important here," she snapped at the girl quietly, gesturing to the paint already on Ariana's hair and clothes. It was a slightly hypocritical move on her part, as she was only creating more tension, but Ivy couldn't help but feel annoyed at the Hufflepuff. Where was her brain? Did she really think that a dumb sunflower on Ariana's cheek was that important? "Get your priorities straight." Enough! Ivy's brain shouted at her. This time she listened and turned to Ariana, trying to calm herself down. "Are you - are you ok?"

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Interacting with: @Hjørdis Jensen

Interacting with: @Janet Jackson @Ariana Walker @Ivy Bellamy

Mentioning: @May Moonstar @Aurelia Roberts

Open to interactions!

“What do you possibly want!”

There she went with her loud attitude again. Sky couldn't help but take a step back, wrinkling her nose in annoyance. Her brown eyes cold with such animosity for the girl.

“God, Walker can you not just lower your voice a little, you are always extremely loud.”

She retaliated to the next comment with an almighty huff, correcting her arms to across her chest, chin up and eyes glinting with fresh malice.

“You don't look ‘fine’” She stretched out the world childishly, grinning with delight at the scene she had caused. Such lies were only told to be found out, did they not know that Sky had overheard their bratty little comments? However, before she could fire back another well chosen insult towards the both of them, another person spoke up, triggering Sky to jump a little at her extravagant appearance.

"Hiya! I'm Aurelia Roberts, proud Gryff and here to have fun!"

Oh no. Not another of those big-headed, obnoxious, lions again. Did they always have to make their presence known? It was quite unnecessary.

"That's right, we're fine, now piss off, slither back to your hole little snake. I don't know why you care if we're friends or not, maybe you're hoping you won't be alone in being friendless anymore."

Sky turned her attention to the she-devils best friend and snapped at her almost instantly, placing her hands on her hips and sending the blonde a seething glare.

“I was talking to Walker.” She spat shortly before continuing, “and I do have friends, come to speak of it, ones I don't treat as poorly as you treat Walker. Last time I checked, that was not how the concept of ‘friends’ worked.” The irritating badger she had met before was also there, what was her name again? May? It didn't matter. She seemed to be attempting Ariana's face paint. When she threw out a timid insult to the three of them, Sky did everything she could to restrain herself from grabbing a pot of black paint and tipping it over the hufflepuffs light-colored hair. Just as she was planning on marching back to her own work, another gryffindor showed her face.

"Why do you care if they're friends or not? It's none of your business. And please don't call Ariana cocky. It's not true."

For a second, Sky hesitated, taking in the appearance of the girl. She had in fact never seen this girl before, who did she think she was? “Another of Walkers pathetic cronies...oh, well maybe you are right, she is more stupid than anything come to think of it, cant put two and two together if her life depended on it. I'd say you were better off finding some intelligent friends to associate yourself with, although I doubt the lion house consists of any of those.” She finished her spiteful monologue and turned on her heel, reverting to her table where she sat down, yanking her banner towards her and aggressively dipping her paintbrush in the pot of yellow paint.

OOC: Dont mind Sky's horrible attitude, my poor bb just doesnt know how to be nice to lions at the moment [someone help her please]

Interacting with: @Caradoc Browne

Caradoc Browne had had the absolute pleasure of knowing her for over a year now - at least, that was what she would say. It was nothing short of pleasure for anyone to know her. They were lucky, of course. Yes, she really was that vain. But her vanity was not the point. The point was that in that entire time, today, or rather right now was the most expressive he would have seen her. The small smirk on her lips broke into a full fledged smirk, her eyes lit up as she knew she had won. She did not need to see his glare or feel his heart beat to know that she had won. She knew that the moment she clapped her hands.

It was a lose:lose situation for him from the very second she opened her mouth. "Excellent!" She replied, her tone of voice definitely gloating at him. He was going to hate every second of this. Hjørdis took his hand and quickly led him towards the face painting before he could change his mind or come up with a solution to get out of it. "Sit here for me," She instructed as she ushered him towards the edge of the table. With her heels, she was pretty much already his height so it was easy enough to paint if he sat on the edge of the table.

She leaned past him to pick up the face paint, "You should hate me..." She whispered back, in response to his earlier claims of hatred. Straightening herself, she pouted for a moment, "Mhmm... Let's see..." She pondered out aloud, playing along with the whole act. Taking his chin in her fingers, she tilted her head side to side again to observe his face and see what she could use as her canvas.

Hjørdis bite her lip as she pondered for a moment, "Oh, I know!" She added, smacking her lips together as she picked up her brush and dipped it into some white paint, "I think... we start by adding white paint onto your cheek..." She explained, intentionally voicing this as a reference to an incident that took place in the month prior. He would likely pick up on the fact that it was a reference and know exactly what she was referring to by her choice of words, even though it was not obvious to anyone else.

Her silvery eyes almost sparkled at the mischievous thought. She had warned him that day - about payback and revenge. And today, she would see that through, "Don't move..." Her tone dropped into a whisper as she leaned it, tilting his head a little before pressing the brush to his cheek.

The smirk faded from her lips as she started to work, focusing on the creation. But if smugness or mischievousness could be heard, it would be so noisy. It was as though there was an aura of both emitting from her. The white paint formed a circular shape for now, with a small point on one side and two smaller circles on the other. It was the base of a little head. She exhaled deeply, before taking another brush and dipping it into the black paint. Moving a little closer, she pressed her lips together and blew softly on the side of his cheek to help the paint to dry so they did not mix too much. Hjørdis then grabbed the black paint and started to work on the outline, defining a rough shape of the body and adding an outline to the face too.

Outfit of the Day

Interacting with Rett Brooks [ @Willow Anderson ]

When it comes to finding someone who can give a huge supportive energy unto any event, Colt Armstead is the lad to call. Despite his overall lethargic disposition that never wavers, he has a big heart when it comes to giving people a push to do their best. So when Ilvermorny gave their students the chance to support their team, how can he say no? All-expenses paid trip to London, complete with meeting other students in different schools... The chill bro of Ilvermorny is gonna have a fun time on this trip. The blonde boy was rather upset that he couldn't take selfies during the trip, but maybe someone that's part of the newspapers in London's wizarding world is documenting this? This is a big event, after all.

Surprisingly for the boy's usual physical demeanor, all of his hair is tied into a bun. It's still a messy bun and it looks like a pygmy puff is on top of his head, but it was neater than is usual half-man bun. Colt's currently wearing a shirt, most likely something that he has prepared for the trip: It says "Keep Calm and Surf On," with the hang ten hand gesture on the bottom. He's sporting some cropped up tan shorts and classic red sneakers. His classic smell still formidable, as some students were wondering if there was a fish boat that past by.

Colt was already in the works on an Ilvermorny banner. Granted, he overlooked the more Ilvermorny-colored paint and used Hufflepuff paint, but he tried his best. He grabbed the yellows and blacks and tried to mix it in to make it more of his school's colors, but it just ended up turning into a muddy mess similar to someone taking a dump on it. If only there was someone that can help him...

Oh wait, there is! He spotted a familiar lad... Everett was it? Nevertheless, he cupped his one hand over his mouth and started calling out to him. "Yooo...!" He drawled out. "Eve...! Evie, buddy...! Ilver-brony!!" He continued, waving his other hand that was holding a paintbrush (and unconsciously splattering paint on another student's banner work). "Okay okay okay... so, bro...." Colt started, his hand laid out as he told his newfound victim of his banner plan. "We all know this is a Quidditch thing, but... What about the other sports, maaaaan?" He pitched to Everett. "I mean... shouldn't there be broom racing? Broom SURFING? Like... bruhhh..." Then the gap-toothed lad took the banner to show it to his classmate. "So here! My magnet.... uh, octopus! Yeah, that's the word! Here's what I made." It was a muddy yellow banner with the word "SPORTS!" written across it. "Ehh, ehhhhh? Pretty smart huh? I mean, I don't wanna brag, but this can make any of them Hoggy people away, right?"