Event The Fall Ball (Costume Party) Closed

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Interacting with: @Jess Malters
Mentioning: Andrew Lycan (Played by @Rose Moon)
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Akari strode down the steps of the staircase coming from the Gryffindor dorms at a pretty slow pace given the fact that she was in heels. The worst thing possible thing that could happen right now would be to fall and not only embarrass herself but also have to sit out the ball that she had been so patiently waiting for, so she made sure to take extra precautions and placed her hand on the railing for a safety measure.

Once she got to the fourth floor she saw people filing into two different rooms. She could right away tell which the costume party and which was the masquerade by the way the people who were entering were dressed.
Akari was dressed up in a light blue chiffon dress which went down past her ankles paired with matching blue velvety heels and a mask that was currently clutched in her small hands. She actually hadn't done much with her hair other than straightening and trimming the front a little bit since she was aiming for something plain but chic. For her makeup she had a natural look with just a simple pinkish lipgloss and a very basic eyeshadow colour along with some mascara. She had also strategically coated her pale cheeks lightly with a layer of pink blush since she knew there was a high chance that she was going to blush in the coming night and she would really prefer for her date not to notice since he’d already seen her like that enough and she needed to play it "cool".

Her heart stopped for a brief moment as she looked back in the direction of the rehearsal room reminding her once more about the dashing young lad she had acquired as her date since they had coincidently met there. She couldn’t help but feel nervous as she made her way closer to the room. She had never been to a ball like this before so she hadn’t been quite sure if the proper protocol would be to wait for her date outside the doors but she was worried that he could already be inside so with a shaky breath she took a few more steps and entered the room.

She was awestruck but the entire set up. It was absolutely amazing. The spectacular room even took her mind off her nerves for a couple of moments. But as soon as she noticed her mind was starting to be consumed by the elaborate decorations she quickly brought herself back to reality.
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she scanned the area until she came upon a familiar figure. Jess!
As her date didn't seem to be there just yet she gave a small wave to Jess and decided to go over and talk to her since she thought it might help calm down the butterflies that were swarming in her stomach.
"Jess! You look lovely!" Akari exclaimed as she approached her friend with a grin although completely unintentionally her eyes flickered back and forth between her and the door, constantly checking to see who was entering.

Interacting briefly with @Pericles Dralt
Mentioning @Willow Anderson, @Jack Warren & @Starlee Kennedy
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Today was not going Tina's way.

Everybody else seemed to be dressed, in one way or another, rather like Starlee had been. Stylish, sleek, barely even passible as 'spooky' in her opinion (although she wasn't one to talk on that front): what with their graceful, swathing dresses, straight-legged, colourful suits and mysterious, billowing cloaks. She felt beyond ridiculous, holed up in the corner of the room with her uncomfortably large, hand-made moon costume draped over her torso. Every Halloween Party she'd ever been to demanded a more laid-back, comical dress code, but apparently things were different at Hogwarts.

"Everything's bloody different at Hogwarts..." she mumbled spitefully, the burning scowl on her face not lifting even a tad. Her dark, narrowed eyes surveyed the room before her, searching for more to hate. Ghostly decorations galore coated the room in an air of child-like mystique. Tacky, she thought resentfully, tacky just like me. To her, the blanket of smoke which engulfed the floor beneath her almost seemed like a cloud, which she (the moon) was resting upon. Tina's brow furrowed as she fought the urge to grow even more upset over this. Not even the plethora of ghoulish, wizardly sweets brightened her mood, which soured more when she noticed Willow dragging a boy over to the table of treats - in matching costumes no less. "At least he knows what it means to match..."

She was being so moody over an event that she'd initially been looking forwards to greatly. Anyone would have looked at the girl and thought her a total Debbie Downer, but at this point she really didn't care. She knew Starlee was probably having fun at the Masquerade right now, and that thought made her stomach churn with rage. She was furious, and yet all she could do was hope it was going badly.

...Was it going badly?

Tina paused, the expression on her face lightening as an idea crossed her mind. The Masquerade had certainly attracted the attention of the majority of Hogwarts young students, who were all too tempted by the prospect of elegant dates and charming ballroom dances. In her current attire, there was no way she wasn't going to stand out amongst the crowds, but she had to know. What was more important right now: ensuring that Starlee was having a miserable time, or her own dignity?

Tina pondered this for a brief moment. Surely, the number of people that had already seen her in this state rendered the other option more or less unnecessary. She'd endured more than enough amused, derisive stares from the older students for a couple more to tarnish her already crumbling reputation, and checking on her so-called friend to make sure she was suffering was far more attractive of a scenario. Ah, she was so selfless.

With newfound vigour, Tina stormed towards the door. "No sweets!" she assured the elusive boy on guard duty or whatever as she passed, flashing her hands up to him so he could see they were empty. Hopefully, this was going to be enlightening.

Action: Leaving the Costume Party

Stamina 4 • Evasion 7 • Strength 3 • Wisdom 6 • Arcane Power 8 • Accuracy 7
Ability: The Muggle Condition

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Mentions | @Pericles Dralt
Action | Entering and attempting to figure out how she wants to carve the pumpkin

Lea had saved the date, but she hadn't planned ahead. It was only a day before the ball that the girl had realized she would probably better off with a full-on costume. Rummaging through her stuff, she managed to find a drew with some bats on it- why her past self had packed this she didn't know, but it worked well enough and could likely just be worn on a daily basis. No more forever lost at the bottom of the trunk for this dress.

Minimal effort was put into the rest of the costume, however she did spend a little time on the hair, deciding that the wide black ribbon fit the theme of bats for the rest of the costume. The young girl would fuss with it a bit until she was happy, quickly slipping on her shoes and heading out of the Common Room.

The hufflepuff at last found her way to the entrance of the Rehearsal Room, half by talking random stairs that went up and half by following others. The Costume Party was where she wanted to be, not feeling fancy enough for anything that had the word "masquerade" in it. The doors were open, people beginning to walk in and out. It was then that her heart decided to plummet, a sinking fear of how many people there were. How many people there will be.

Brown eyes glanced to the sides, wondering if this was really a good idea. Half of her said no, the other stubborn side declared that they have dressed up for this ball and that it would be fine. It was an overreaction, really, and once Lea was through the doors she would feel fine. So she took a breath, cautiously walking into the room. A small nod would be directed towards the host at the door, but the girl was quick to leave the entrance behind.

The slice of pumpkin patch reality intrigued her, deciding that carving a pumpkin might take her mind off of whatever else was going on. She was quick to find an open station with a pumpkin, watching it intently as the girl figured out what she would carve. It was a rather good sized pumpkin, plenty of room to use as a canvas. Perhaps it was best to gut it first? Or maybe just get an idea for a face before doing any carving at all?

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Whether a gingerbread cat, a stumbling fawn or some little flower retreating into the abri of their petals, our coltish Ravenclaw hides the stunned 'o' of their face in their hands, their amends beginning with follow-up appraisal of Pericle's costume with a careful, careful look.

‘Oh no, that’s okay, it’s pretty old now...’ They’d started to say; shoulders and spirits flagging, but then. A lifeline. A breadcrumb trail back out of this social blunder. Information.

There are things one could gladly drown in. For this kindred-soul, information is one of them. With a little tick-tock of their space-buns, their eyes alight with awed patience, the loose glitter from their roots adrift like little dappled golden freckles on their cheeks. 'That's so cool,' Quinn whispers, tense gayety; there's a fawning speechlessness to them that worries and wrings their hands, a worry that to speak would ruin all the new stories Pericles offers.

‘Falcons are cool too! Did you know they’re also called Raptors like the dinosaurs?’ They suddenly ask eagerly, eyes starry and bright at the prospect of sharing with someone all the falcon facts they've learned over the years. ‘There are some really cool vultures I like too. They call them bone-eating vultures, I think. They dye their plumage red...’

On the heels of this new line-of-thought, their eyes follow Peri's beeline trajectory to the blue vision of Robyn and Kateri gliding past like regal blue roses or lovebirds through all the bokeh, kaleidoscope shapes of the Rehearsal Room. There's a spill of a cursive breath, heartfelt appreciation. 'They look so beautiful,' Quinn remarks with overwhelming adoration.

Which draws the attention back to their costume: a spectacle, which, as time ticks by, is starting to shed its creative and comedic value and feel a little dull. A gingerbread cat? Close, but not quite. In the face of this growing self-consciousness, Quinn does no more, they cinch their hips proudly with their best Clark Kent impression and declare, with bombast.

‘I’m a Pumpkin Spiced Latte!'

Interacting with (Open to interaction) @Pericles Dralt @Robyn Finley @Kateri Karr ___________________

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Akari Kato. That was the girl he was going to the ball with. He could remember the shock of relief when she said yes, that she would go with him. It was strange, how he had felt so... dependent on her saying yes. That he would be disappointed if she said no. I mean, it's not like he had a crush on Akari Kato. No. He did not have a crush on Akari Kato. Definitely not.

They had agreed to dress up for the masquerade but start at the costume party, so Drew had done so. He walked into the party. Oh, in this very room he had met Akari, the charming girl with her stunning piano skills. In this very room. And here they were again. Him and Akari. She was glancing at the entrance, probably looking for him, but she had just missed him between glances. She was standing with some other girl Drew had never met, talking about something. Probably something girly.

Anyway, he made his way over to Akari, strategically ducking behind her so he could surprise her. He tapped on her right shoulder and slid to her left. He grinned at her.

Drew was being cordial, at least to start. She was, officially, his date, after all. He held out his right hand in a gesture that was meant to be so she would put her delicate hand in his. If she did, he would bend down just a little bit and kiss her hand. "Akari, you look..." he said in awe, the biggest smile on his face. "Gorgeous." There. That word would have to do. It didn't mean half of what Drew wanted it to mean, but it would suffice. She really did look gorgeous, with her pale blue dress. Rose had gushed about her plan to say something in French to Eyre, her boyfriend, but Drew really wasn't that romantic or poetic. Even if he could find a way to say something in a language Akari knew, he wasn't sure what to say. You look good? Drew wasn't a poet.

They were planning on doing hanging around Drew's best friend Gregorí and his date, Elisabeth Erner, but Drew hadn't caught sight of either of them yet. He hoped they knew that this was the part they had planned on going to.

Drew's attention shifted from Akari to the girl next to her. Not quite as pretty as Akari, but she did look good. He introduced himself to her. "I'm Andrew Lycan. But you can just call me Drew. It's nice to meet you."

Drew was, as always, charming (though not as charming as Akari) and confident. He cleaned up well in his sharp suit. He had even attempted to tame his blonde hair. He hadn't been entirely successful, but it looked good enough.

Interacting with @Pericles Dralt and @Quinn Healy @Quinn Smith. (Sorry, Healy )
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Robert was probably bananas for going to the Costume Party instead of spending his Friday night doing what he normally would, studying, reading random textbooks, and doing homework a week in advance. Especially this Friday, with his first ever duel only a couple days away, the young Ravenclaw should have been studying up even more on past famous duels and strategies, or practicing his spells. However, a couple of days ago during breakfast he had received a surprise owl from home, bearing the costume he was currently wearing along with a note saying, "We weren't sure if they celebrated Halloween at Hogwarts, but if they don't the time is ripe to start a new tradition! From your dearest Mama and Papaya." Especially since he knew some of the planners, Robert couldn't resist peeling off of his normal routine to join the Costume Party.

When he arrived at the Rehearsal Room, he was greeted at the door by Pericles, a Ravenclaw Prefect Robert kept seeming to run into. First at Flourish and Blotts, then at the Pet Pampering Errand that the older boy was running. They were even on the Dueling Team together! The banana cheerily waved to the other Ravenclaw as he walked into the room. "Hey Peri! I have to say, I found the Costume Party a bit more apeeling than the Masquerade Ball." It was a bit of a stretch, but Robert couldn't pass up the chance to slip in a pun wherever he could.

Walking past the greeter, Robert was immediately drawn to the tables in the center of the room that were laden with different types of candies and treats. Unfortunately, the boy did not see the sign hanging above one of them declaring them as "Tricky Treats." Picking a chocoball out of the dish, he was drawn back to the front door by the loud declaration of another Ravenclaw first-year, who Robert didn't recognize. "I’m a Pumpkin Spiced Latte!"

Robert grinned, relieved to find out he was not the only person to show up to the Costume Party dressed as something edible. Walking back to the front door, the boy quickly bit down on the treat in his hand, moving the remainder of it to his left. "Hey, I like the costume! You know, it's really bananas that we both showed up with fruit inspired wardrobes." Try as he might, the Ravenclaw couldn't stop the smile that slowly stretched over his face at his own pun. "I'm Robert," he introduced himself, holding out his newly freed hand.

Action: Eating a Chocoball

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Action: Taking a cup of chai for himself.
Mention: @Percival Rainwood (as Mikhael Halldorsen)
Interaction: @Flash Holmwood (as Yefim Rumyantsev)
Open to interactions. If Niffler takes a liking to you he may try to steal something shiny of yours temporarily; you have been warned.

Interacting with @Kateri Karr & @Pericles Dralt

There was something Robyn didn't account for in revealing her secrets that had been inlaid within the soft petals of a rose of a comfort that she didn't want to speak into existence. Her head turned back around to look at the boy standing at the doors dressed like a falcon. He looked quite spectacular but the words that seemed to confidently soar out of his mouth condemned him in Robyn's mind. Clearly not a boy of subtlety. All she could do was narrow her eyes and give him a small nod. She made a note to send Pericles a certain book the next day. When she turned back around to Kateri's voice asking about the flowers she couldn't help but jump slightly at how close that she had gotten. "Ah, it's just... a popular rose I guess." It definitely wasn't. This rose was not at all easy to come by and was very obviously a choice but she just had to hope Kateri would leave it there.

Byn's eyes glanced down at the box Kateri was holding, a thought couldn't help but creep into her head. 'Was this gift sufficient? Was a single flower a gift at all?' She knew that flowers for a date to the dance, albeit a friend, were appropriate so that's what she went with. But she tried to jump into the words to gift it to her, quickly doubling back. "Sorry, I-" They couldn't help but laugh, stumble over each other. They were still learning how to speak. Kateri seemed to be the outspoken one, one to speak what she thought without holding back. Robyn always seemed to go over her words in triplicate, putting them through a vigorous social wringer. With Kateri, the amount of wringers had decreased. Sometimes words starting to stumble out without thinking about them at all. She never faulted her for speaking, or questioned why she was speaking in the first place. Kateri listened, and that was new.

The words, the essay, that she had planned to preface the flower fell away as they stumbled over each other. Instead all that came out was a simple, "May I?" As a slightly shaking hand pulled the flower out of her pocket and moved to tuck it gently behind her ear. "A rose suited for the occasion, is it not?" The words unspoken of, 'I'm only here because you make me feel more comfortable' left unspoken through the secret language of flowers. To Kateri, hopefully, it was just a spooky red and white rose.

Robyn easily moved when Kateri ushered her to the side, looking around briefly to see if she had missed something or someone coming besides the students pouring into the area. Her attention was grabbed back when Kateri asked her to close her eyes. "C-Close my eyes?" The smile on her face, one of the bright stars that she studied was one that wouldn't be refused. Slowly, she closed her eyes trusting the woman in front of her not to suddenly leave or pull a cruel joke on her. It was far too early in the night for the tricks to begin. Her hands were gently pulled to lay flat, and something was placed in them. Robyn assumed it was the package she had briefly spotted earlier. "Can I open them?" Once Kateri gave her permission, they fluttered open landing on the small and precious box, tied neatly with a black ribbon.

She was always one where during Yule she would be the most infuriating person to open gifts with as she opened them so carefully, making sure to keep the paper and the ribbons as pristine as possible. This was no different. She gently undid the bow, tucking it into one of the regular side pockets on the overcoat. Nimble fingers deftly undid the paper as gently as possible before revealing the actual box. There was a hesitation before she uncapped the gift, glancing back up at Kateri for a moment. As if the gift could explode, she took the lid off revealing a familiar set of cufflinks. "Kateri... I..." The keeper of words, was speechless. Inside the box were a set of owl cufflinks with topaz eyes, that actually blinked every now and again. They were all too familiar. A set of cufflinks that Robyn decided not to get the day they went clothes shopping for the ball. She couldn't justify getting them for herself, despite how much she adored owls and how much they looked like her owl Artemis.

It was the most kind and thoughtful gift anyone had given to her. Her head stayed down, unable to look up as she attempted to blink back tears of emotions that she had never felt. She only dared to look back up after she felt they were sufficiently hidden. "Kateri, I don't know what to say I just... Thank you." She gestured to Kat to hold the box as she removed the cufflinks that she had already been wearing. Replacing them in the box and attempting to put the owls on. After just a moment of struggle with the shaking hands of the realization of having a friend that seemed to understand her she quietly asked. "Can... can you help me?" Kateri gave her a gentle "Absolutely." Robyn couldn't help but gaze at her as she helped. Their initial meeting in the Great Hall left her running back to the library, yet she was now the person slowly pulling Byn out of her comfortable sanctuary. There was a sense of luckiness that overcame her in meeting Kateri and becoming her friend.

Once the cufflinks were properly secured, the box tucked away with the paper folded inside, and the ribbon stashed securely in it as well (to make a bookmark later, of course), Robyn took a deep breath and stood up tall. "Shall we finally join the students then?" As the great gentleman that she was, she offered Kateri her elbow which she rested her hand on. Before leading them into what would hopefully be a joyous rest of the night.

Permission to godmod Kateri given, with dialogue provided.

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Actions: Eating a Chocoball and cauldron cake. Opening a wizard cracker. Currently carving a pumpkin.
Interactions: @Dan Palmer, Pericles Dralt, Lea Hirsch. Open for more.

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