Event The Fall Ball (Masquerade)

[font=Monotype Corsiva]Roleplaying as iNPC Enzo Delcroix
When speaking in English uses: This Colour
When in French uses: This colour plus Italics & Bold
Interacting with: @Lana Monet
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[font=Monotype Corsiva]Enzo entered the ballroom with his head held high and erect. The ball had come at long last. He looked around examining everything from top to bottom. The room was quite impressive looking. The organizers definitely pulled it off. The elegant orchestra playing in the background caught his attention for a couple of moments. It was a nice touch to the spooky and thrilling ambiance of the room. He noticed that some of the students had already taken to the dance floor which was not something Enzo was necessarily planning to do tonight. He never really attempted to dance before so he'd probably end up looking like a fool if he did.

Thankfully his mother had allowed him to help pick out his grab for the evening, so he chose to wear an all black outfit: everything from his mask to his shoes were black. In addition to the black attire, his honey blond mess of hair was neatly slicked back, and his fingers were adorned with a few silver rings.

Enzo continued to look around when finally spotted her. Lana Monet. His arranged date. She happened to be talking to someone, which as much as Enzo would have liked to deny it he was slightly envious. Typically he was not one to really care about friendships and such but in this particular moment, he couldn't help it. Seeing everyone meeting up with friends, girlfriends, boyfriends made him feel awkward for standing there like a lone wolf.
But he was already there, already dressed, so there was no point in just leaving now. He walked over to Lana and while approaching her from behind he spoke up sarcastically and most likely was interrupting the conversation she seemed to be currently engaged in.
"Why hello there, I don't mean to put a damper on what looks like the start of a lovely conversation but I believe it is customary to hang out with ones date at the ball"
He and Lana pretty much despised each other and their parents were obviously not present so there really wasn't anything stopping them from not interacting at all, but nevertheless he had spoken up. Mainly just because it was giving him something to do.

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@Piper Clark

Lily speaking in English
Lily speaking in Welsh
Others speaking

Interacting with @Lucia Fox and @Scarlett Aden

As she walked out the rehearsal room, Lily gazed in awe at the door to the ballroom. If she thought this was amazing though, she had another thing coming. The room was lit by candlelight, just like the cafe in which she lived when they hat power cuts, which was often. She soon saw a girl with long black hair done up nicely, a pale blue dress and mask, perfect for the occasion. The dance floor was full, and Lily went over to her, putting her black mask on as she went.

There was now another girl, talking to her. She had long, ginger hair, or at least it seemed long, with the way it was put up. The girl was also wearing a red dress and a mask. Well, at least she wasn't the only one who themed her outfit, as the two girls seemed to do the same.

She ignored everyone, hoping nobody would notice her. And nobody did. She glided through the people like a ghost through walls. When got to them, they was standing awkwardly, watching the dancing, and chatting. She wanted to talk to them, but somehow couldn't think of a conversation starter. Perhaps she would talk in Welsh, that would be cool Or would it? Lily wasn't sure which she should do. Introduce herself in English, or Welsh. Eventually, she made up her mind. She was going to talk in Welsh, then in English. "Hi, I'm Lily, what are your names?" The girls looked at her with the expression behind their masks saying 'You weirdo!'. Lily then repeated the words. "Hi, I'm Lily, what are your names?"

Banner by Lucia Fox

Action: Found her date, entered, and now heading to the dance floor!

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OCTOBER 16TH
Roleplaying as PC, Scarlett Aden
Interacting with @Lucia Fox and @Lily Cawthi
Mentioning @Anastasia Beckett @Henry Knight @Miranda Everest
Open to minor interaction

Scarlett was about to die of laughter. She knew it wasn't nice, but it was rather hilarious to see Lucia stumble over her words. Of course, Scarlett knew that the offer wasn't like that. Otherwise it would've been rather awkward, wouldn't it? She had nothing against same-sex couples, but at the moment, she found herself sniggering slightly at the mortified way Lucia was trying to clarify that, no, it wasn't like that.

"Ah Lucia," giggled Scarlett. (Giggling? What had the world come to?) "We can dance as friends! Wiggle around and shake our heads to the beat. I like dancing. Don't be so awkward! It's me! We're friends!"

Scarlett was ready to whirl round and leap onto the dance floor like a maniac but a rather dramatic figure caught her eye. Dark-brown irises narrowed as Scarlett took in the face of Anastasia Beckett, looking more like a maleficent queen than a third-year going to a ball. Why did Beckett have to be everywhere she went? Why? It was a school-wide event, yes, but did the girl really have to show her face everywhere Scarlett looked? A few of her friends had attempted to counsel her to forgive Beckett, but bashing someone's face in was irredeemable. She was sure Beckett felt the same way, and that was just fine with Scarlett.

Turning away, she caught sight of a boy, who looked suspiciously like Henry Knight. Oh perfect - it was Henry Knight. Her friendship with the Slytherin seemed to have gone downhill ever since they arrived at Hogwarts and had a fight in the grounds. Like Beckett, they seemed to be bumping into each other too much. Whether it was duelling, comforting people, anything...her rivals were always there like pesky house flies following her around. And - who was that blonde girl he was with? His date? Hadn't she met her? The one at the Gryffindor Common Room, hanging around trying to find her brother? But again - his date? Scarlett felt the blood rush to her head inexplicably, a sudden urge to march over to the duo and start to scream-

"Helo, Lily ydw i, beth yw eich enwau?" came a voice. Plastering a smile on her face (she was quite the actress), Scarlett turned to Lucia and found a younger-looking girl with short brown hair and sparkling green eyes.

"I - er..." began Scarlett in confusion, glancing quickly at Lucia before the girl continued.

"Hi, I'm Lily, what are your names?" came the hurried reply from the girl. Random first-years didn't approach Scarlett much very often, but, nevertheless, she turned to the girl and forced a smile that looked rather pleasant if you didn't peer too closely.

"Oh hey," said Scarlett. "I'm Scarlett and this is..."

She trailed off, not sure if Lucia wanted to introduce herself. She certainly didn't like it when people took it on themselves to tell others her name without her consent.

Action Talk to Lucia and Lily, give Ana the evil eye, be a jealous brat
Stats Stamina | 7 | Evasion | 5 | Strength | 6 | Wisdom | 6 | Arcane Power | 9 | Accuracy | 7
Abilities Prodigal Charms Learner, Fearless

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After having spent sometime in her dorm room getting ready for the event Adlai stood outside the ballroom and looked curiously in. Everything and everyone was glittering in their own special light. Everyone seemed to be having fun, and the music was spectacular. Let’s try this again-She thought as finally she put on her mask and walked into the ballroom.

Perhaps, and hopefully this year nothing will be set on fire. Not seeing anyone she knew yet Adlai stood on the side lines and swayed to the music that played. Which was a step up from what she did last year, at that time she was either aimlessly wondering around the room looking for her friends or was awkwardly glued to the punch bowl. Maybe she’ll be able to actually dance this time around. All was well and that’s what mattered.

She hoped that Flash was happy with the way things had turned out since for the past couple of days he seemed stressed. Speaking of flash, she wondered if she’d be able to notice him in the crowd of masked attendees. Though at the same time she hoped she didn’t see him, after all he was with his date and didn’t want to intrude on their time together.

Mentions @Flash Holmwood

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Roleplaying as: Paisley Brown
Interacting with: @Sarah Lightwood
Action: Arriving

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The Fall Ball was finally here. After months, quite possibly years of waiting, it had arrived, and Paisley couldn't be more excited. With her newly-blued hair tips, and her beautiful masquerade outfit, she felt more comfortable in her own skin. It was nice knowing she looked lovely, at least for an evening.

The most noticeable thing about her clothing was her dyed hair, because it hadn't been there a few hours before. It shone brightly in the lighting, and she couldn't wait to let Sarah see it. She would be the first one to set eyes upon it (other than the girl who had dyed it), and Paisley couldn't be happier. After all, the Slytherin herself had green hair, so they would have something in common now! I hope she doesn't think I copied her... she fretted nervously.

The young Gryffindor hurried to the entrance of the ball, her eyes drifting to the grand door that marked where it began. The candles that lined the halls weren't to be caught (Paisley had found that out the hard, and rather frightening way) and she brushed her fingers through the fire almost mindlessly as she waited for Sarah. I hope she doesn't ghost me... her mind drifted to all the terrifying possibilities, and she glanced around nervously. SPEAKING OF GHOSTS! she jumped when she saw a few wispy shapes moving across the dance floor, seeming to glide without feet. The strangest thing about them was they seemed completely translucent, meaning she could see the wall on the other side of them. Well, that goes to show how much I know about the wizarding world..to think I've never seen a ghost before!

She looked around again, and startled when she noticed Sarah by the door. She cleared her throat, walking over. She wondered briefly how long she had been standing there, but could think of nothing when she saw the beautiful outfit Sarah was wearing. It matched the style of Paisley's so much that she was stunned for a few moments. "I-you're-we're" she stuttered. "I can't believe it. Are we wearing the same dress?" she looked a bit closer, and realized Sarah's was black instead of blue. Still, they were so crazily alike...

"That is truly amazing. I can't believe it!" she said, looking inside of the ball. Excitement fluttered up inside of her, and she turned to Sarah, a smile on her face. "Where to first?"

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Interacting with: @Melissa Carson
Roleplaying as: August Henry
Action: Arriving

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August didn't have a date to the ball, and he wanted to keep it that way. A date was too...restraining. It tied you down, making it so that you had to talk to the same person all evening. That was ridiculous! Even a little kid knew that you could get bored by doing the same thing over and over again.

He scanned the ballroom quickly. He had to find all the potential friends as fast as humanly possible, so that no one else took them from him before he had a chance to say hello. The problem was, everyone else thought it was fun to have a date, and didn't usually like it when August came up and started talking to them. His eyes rested on a young girl, and he walked over to them cheerfully.

"Hello. I'm August!" he said, tripped over one of his feet, and almost fell on his face. Thankfully he didn't, but as he came back up, his hand grazed the flame of the candle. It was strange, because usually he was very graceful, especially on nights like these. He felt his face light up with embarrassment, which was not a common emotion with him. "Owwwwhoa...." his pained cry turned into that of something amazed. Instead of the painful burn he had expected, it felt whispy and almost cold. "Awesome..." he muttered, and then turned back to the girl. "It's been wonderful meeting you, miss. Have you come here with anyone? I wouldn't want you to be here all alone!" his eyes were round and sincere, not a hint of mockery in them as you might expect.

@Neculai Lazar
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Slowly walking into the room, Lizzie looked at her feet. She had a bad feeling about the ball. If it was anything like the Blossom Ball in April than it would end in disaster. "Think about something happy. Your guitar back in the dorm or how your brothers can't come because they cut off your hair." She mumbled to herself and chuckled slightly before shaking her head a bit and bringing it up to look at the room around her. Her vision was skewed slightly by the mask she had put on her face. It was nothing special. Just something that her mother had sent over along with the blue dress she had hastily thrown on.

It had been quite a shock to the bird when she had somehow landed her self a date with the Quidditch Captain of her team. All Lizzie had to do now was actually try and find him through the sea of faceless people. She did not want to accidentally walk up to the wrong person and embarrass herself. It would be impact on her self-esteem. She had quite a lot but a knock like that would send her way down the pile of egotistical people.

Sighing and looking down at her feet again, she brushed her dress. It was a habit she had learnt over the summer. When ever Lizzie was slightly uncomfortable or unsure of what to do she would always brush a piece of clothing of the dust that had settled there.

Lizzie was never normally that concerned. She loved to look on the bright side of things and not let anything negative into her life. However, that doesn't always work out. She had been anticipating the ball ever since it had been announced. It was a chance to show herself off and impress people but that plan didn't seem to be going in the straight line she had hoped it was going.

"I hope this doesn't go terribly wrong." She breathed out turning towards the center of the room where Ghosts could be seen dancing and a few others students where lingering. Lizzie shook her head and put on a smile before stepping further into the room searching for the person she was meant to spend most of the night with.

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Action: Just searching
Stamina - 5 || Evasion - 6 || Strength - 11 || Wisdom - 7 || Arcane Power - 6 || Accuracy - 7
Charmer || Statistically Relevant

Cassie McGregor-Martin [@Lucia Fox]
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Sébastien knew going to a ball without a date was considered rude. That was the philosophy in his grandparents' house. They loved to hold dances in their mediocre house. There were always a few people over dancing to classical music and sometimes they even slept there like it was their house. But if you showed up alone, it was the dog house for you. His once loving grandparents changed and shooed them out of the house.

He strode into the hall smirking and with hands in his pockets. Sébastien had just put on a slightly smart outfit with his favorite boots. It was one of the only pairs of shoes he had actually brought. They were practical and always went with anything he ever wore. It would not be a surprise to see him walking around his house wearing blue striped pyjamas and his black boots from time to time.

It had been a few stressful weeks for some people. Unlike Sébastien, they had obviously not prepared. Everything was better when you have time to relax and get it all done on time. He had even planned out his whole evening very well. Firstly, go get something to eat. Then find some people he does not like the look of and try to insult them. Finally go off to flirt with people already taken and then go back to sleep. He was just hoping that nothing would go wrong with the reputation Hogwarts had had in the past.

Eyeing up the room, he smirked again and walked over towards one of the windows where he looked out onto the rain. He found it very pretty to look at. Something that helped the world over and over again yet people hated it. "Hmm.." He sighed slightly turning to look at everyone else while taking off the plain black mask he had on. Berry wanted to try and at least find one person he knew so a small conversation could be started.

His eyes quickly caught Cassie and he stuck a hand up in the air to wave at her. Sébastien could see she looked a bit preoccupied with someone else and decided not to continue it any further unless she wanted to. The only time the boy ever considered others was when they had shown their worth to him and they had actually gotten to become at least friends.


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[F] French
[V] Veela
[E] English
[LSF] Sign-Language

Action: Standing Around
Stamina 7 || Evasion 10 || Strength 8 || Wisdom 5 || Arcane Power 0 || Accuracy 10
Evasive Maneuvers || Comprehend Languages