20 Jul 2021, 20:28
Waterside Date
Jürgen was not really built for women, not that he had not tried. The result was perennial rejection, the 'cool guy' approach had gotten him laughed at a couple of times and chased out of a train compartment. Apparently what the guys do in the comics does not work as well on real girls as it does on the drawn ones. So he stood there silently and took mental note of how his younger cousin was dealing with the 'angry one' as he mentally named her.
It was like spear fishing with a paperclip but thus far matt was still alive. Food was apparently a powerful decoy, a place to divert potential wrath.
“Jürgen… I’m sorry. It’s um… Nice to meet you.”
The angry one knew his name. Rhhheeeeee!
"Nice uh, erm... tomeetyoutoo!" He stumbled over his words and attempted to pick up an offering, a sandwich. Before he could make an offering to the angry maw she made one of those cliché comments “I’m also sorry you have to get involved with this.” He fully expected that phrase to be followed up by -- but now you have to die Mr. Hess!
“You… You invited another girl?”
He sure hoped so. He held the sandwich half in his hand awkwardly while the two of them bickered feeling rather out of place. Then he saw her. This little thing that crested the hill in a white dress looking like a bubble gum angel. He could not help but stare but he tried not to, it was rude his mother always said. He would feel it slip through his fingers.
He dropped the sandwich he was holding as she approached.
“H-hey, uh, wh- what is going on!?"
The unfortunate girl inquired. Mathias would give her a rather mechanical greeting -- pick whichever one? Was that for him? For her? Galton was hot stuff! There was no way he was going to be able to compete with the Candy KingTM!
He raised his hand, "Me? Mine? No, that was not it. That was not even a sentence. Dammit Jürgen!
Then another girl, this one in blue made her way towards the picnic and he understood what his cousin meant. Wow, they were both super pretty. Blue is good, nod-nod. But what if he could not decide? The fiendish potential gave him a brief wave of guilt before he remembered a rather important truth -- they had to pick him too. He would be lucky to end up with one once his bro (friend) Galton showed up.
And he eventually would, a carefree, confident stride. He did not seem nervous whereas his hands were sweating. Mathias would explain again, this time a bit more depreciative -- a teaching exercise? How embarrassing.
"Aren't you here for a treat?"
Galton would remind them. A more casual statement that alleviated some of his personal tensions. "True-true," Hess ultimately resigned as he wiped his sweaty hands off on his plaid pants. "I swear I am every bit as confident and cool as my cousin," he probably lied. "I am here to learn," he gave both of the girls a nervous laugh. "Jurgen Hess, fourth year Gryffindor. And--" he shrugged towards Galton. "One of my best friends, Galton. Also Gryffindor," he explained factually. He was nervous. "I like uh--" he was about to start to prattle on about various activities and hobbies ranging from stamp collecting to comics and drawing but before a list is written out exhaustively the writer will allow the girls to get a word in edgewise.
It was like spear fishing with a paperclip but thus far matt was still alive. Food was apparently a powerful decoy, a place to divert potential wrath.
“Jürgen… I’m sorry. It’s um… Nice to meet you.”
The angry one knew his name. Rhhheeeeee!
"Nice uh, erm... tomeetyoutoo!" He stumbled over his words and attempted to pick up an offering, a sandwich. Before he could make an offering to the angry maw she made one of those cliché comments “I’m also sorry you have to get involved with this.” He fully expected that phrase to be followed up by -- but now you have to die Mr. Hess!
“You… You invited another girl?”
He sure hoped so. He held the sandwich half in his hand awkwardly while the two of them bickered feeling rather out of place. Then he saw her. This little thing that crested the hill in a white dress looking like a bubble gum angel. He could not help but stare but he tried not to, it was rude his mother always said. He would feel it slip through his fingers.
*PLOP*
He dropped the sandwich he was holding as she approached.
“H-hey, uh, wh- what is going on!?"
The unfortunate girl inquired. Mathias would give her a rather mechanical greeting -- pick whichever one? Was that for him? For her? Galton was hot stuff! There was no way he was going to be able to compete with the Candy KingTM!
He raised his hand, "Me? Mine? No, that was not it. That was not even a sentence. Dammit Jürgen!
Then another girl, this one in blue made her way towards the picnic and he understood what his cousin meant. Wow, they were both super pretty. Blue is good, nod-nod. But what if he could not decide? The fiendish potential gave him a brief wave of guilt before he remembered a rather important truth -- they had to pick him too. He would be lucky to end up with one once his bro (friend) Galton showed up.
And he eventually would, a carefree, confident stride. He did not seem nervous whereas his hands were sweating. Mathias would explain again, this time a bit more depreciative -- a teaching exercise? How embarrassing.
"Aren't you here for a treat?"
Galton would remind them. A more casual statement that alleviated some of his personal tensions. "True-true," Hess ultimately resigned as he wiped his sweaty hands off on his plaid pants. "I swear I am every bit as confident and cool as my cousin," he probably lied. "I am here to learn," he gave both of the girls a nervous laugh. "Jurgen Hess, fourth year Gryffindor. And--" he shrugged towards Galton. "One of my best friends, Galton. Also Gryffindor," he explained factually. He was nervous. "I like uh--" he was about to start to prattle on about various activities and hobbies ranging from stamp collecting to comics and drawing but before a list is written out exhaustively the writer will allow the girls to get a word in edgewise.
“People always clap for the wrong reasons.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
20 Jul 2021, 22:27
Waterside Date
Open for Interaction
Evasive Maneuvers
@Winnie Harper @Mathias Pride @Jürgen Hess @Galton Lansdale @Lavinia Cloven
What is going on? She was frozen in time, legs refused to move, just stood there watching the peculiar interaction between Winnie and the guy named Mathias Pride. He sure held his pride high. Based on her knowledge of dating from those romcom movies she binge watched, this was not the kind of date Aurora was expecting. The wizarding world was weirdly different, if this is how the magical first date always looks like, she would never sign her up in one in the future. Following the direction where Mathias pointed at, everything went into slow motion. Dark messy haired tall guy, with glasses and an unfortunate sandwich on the ground was the one waiting for her. He was no Pericles charming level, obviously, but anyone with good pair of eyes would agree that he was indeed a good looking one. “O-oh, hi?” It sounded more like a question than a greeting. Then she looked down to the sad soggy sandwich, "You dropped your sandwich, j-just in case you didn't realise". This whole situation astounded the twelve year old. As her ‘date’ raised his hand, the Ravenclaw couldn’t help but think that she was not captivating enough for the guy. Eyes glued to her feet, now contemplating whether she needed to leave or not. “Well, sorry if I’m not the one you’re expecting to see.”
Another familiar voice echoed from behind confirmed her assumption. For a second, she was positive that everything was just a silly prank to humiliate her or the letter was sent to the wrong person. “L-lavinia?” Two girls for one guy? The reason why she did not try to flirt with the white haired Ravenclaw was because of the jealousy of his closeness with the tall intimidating Gryffindor girl from the frog choir, and her shyness. Aurora did not want to put herself in a situation where there were rivals. A happy ever after, sunshine, and rainbow were her ultimate goal. However, her hopelessness was finally being replaced by a flicker of light as a familiar boy sashayed his way excitedly. “Okay, so-uh- is this an eating together type of situation or a-“ her cheek flushed as she felt a lump on her throat, “-d-da-date type of situation?”
Jurgen Hess. It almost sounded like the name of the prince in those Disney movies. Is he possibly my very own prince charming? An awkward laugh could be heard from the girl. The truth was, she felt a little hurt by the fact he was here to ‘learn’ whatever that meant instead of wanting to see her as the letter said. But she would brush it off, for now. It would not be ideal to cause a scene in less than an hour of interaction. “Aurora Ranvier, s-second year, Ravenclaw” She waved at Galton when Jurgen introduced him to both herself and Lavinia. Both of her eyes trying so hard not to stare at four eyed boy. Hopefully, the Ravenclaw chaser would choose the other one instead. Not wanting Jurgen to felt obligated to speak non stop for the rest of the day, she cut him off by talking about her interest. “I- I like beating people.” That doesn’t sound right. “No- I meant, not that kind of beating but yeah that kind of beating, but I don’t beat people for fun and I won’t beat you, uh-I’m a beater, in qui-quidditch, I meant.” What a great start for a date.
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Terrible Presence • Evasive Maneuvers • Components • Animagus • Sta 10 | Eva 19 | Str 7 | Wis 8 | Arc 4 | Acc 18 • AR
Terrible Presence • Evasive Maneuvers • Components • Animagus • Sta 10 | Eva 19 | Str 7 | Wis 8 | Arc 4 | Acc 18 • AR
20 Jul 2021, 23:24
Waterside Date
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Winnie wouldn't have dosed Pride in a drink this time. Despite the fact that she was lacking in the logic department, she knew what it would lead to. She had no interest in doing Mathias Pride's laundry or burning his clothes. It was a difficult task for her to keep the fire within roaring, especially when she had originally come here to apologize for her behaviour, but somehow the Slytherin managed to do just that.
"I--..." If flustering her was Mathias Pride's goal, he was very easily achieving it. Despite the variety of poetry she had written about love, when faced with flirtatious behaviour, Winnie couldn't help but flounder like a fish out of water. Winnie might have charged into situations with unseen confidence, but it was quick to fade. Deep down she was an insecure girl who hardly knew how to handle her emotions, whatever they may be.
Her lack of social skills also came with a naivety that could rival a fairytale character's own. The only reason she was hesitant to accept his apology was because of how crafty Pride seemed to be. First impressed mattered, and he had made one hell of a first impression. That was, until...
"I'm not sure what came over me."
Winnie blinked in surprise. She suddenly realized that was exactly how she had felt after the love potion had worn off. Well, after her initial horror when she came to and realized she had cuddled up with her worst enemy. "... Did you... Happen to drink anything at that party? Or are you just lying to make yourself look better?" She couldn't raise her voice at him with... Company present, so she had to hiss at him in a hushed tone. She narrowed her eyes at him with suspicion before she finally took a seat. She had to reach around and swipe her long red hair out of the way to ensure she didn't sit on it. She left it cascading over her left shoulder.
Pride couldn't cook? That was... Oddly cute of him. Winnie had always enjoyed cooking, maybe at some point, she could cook for h--.. No! What was she saying? Why was it that kind words had this effect on her? This was Mathias Pride. He was not a nice boy, regardless of how much he claimed to be one. She had to toss these feelings aside, to focus her attention elsewhere. She reached a hand out to grab one of the sandwiches and nervously began to stuff her face.
When Jürgen suddenly dropped his sandwich, she couldn't help but smile. She could see his gaze locked onto her dorm mate. Aurora was definitely unique, but she was also very adorable. She didn't blame him for staring. Still, it concerned her that Pride had invited her here. She would have to be careful, have to make sure she defended the girl if needed.
... But it seemed that Aurora was perhaps equally as smitten by the boy. She couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. She could also sympathize... Feelings were... Difficult.
"Lavinia too?!" At the sight of Lavinia, Winnie returned to balking. Why had he selected these two girls? All Ravenclaws at that, and also... "Matt... Why did you invite my Quidditch teammates here? Did you find out I joined the team? ... Is that your plan?! To help Slytherin win by..." She didn't exactly know what the plan could be, but it was very suspicious! "... I didn't even know you liked Quidditch." Another boy had arrived, and she was tempted to get up and leave again, but she couldn't leave her housemates behind. They definitely needed her, right? Right. She didn't know the other boy, but anyone that Matt knew... They were instantly suspicious.
The sandwich had left Winnie thirsty, and when Pride offered her a glass of juice, she just couldn't resist accepting it. She tilted the glass up, happily drinking from it. "... This is... Strawberry?" She asked after the first taste, a bit shocked, "Did you know this was my favourite? H-Have you been stalking me or something?!" It definitely served her right, considering how much sleuthing she had done on the Slytherin.
That compliment left her flushed. Why? She was unsure. She should care what he thought of her or her clothing. "... My great grandmother bought me it. She said green looks good on redheads." She explained to him, biting down on her lower lip nervously. She had to distract herself more... She needed more food! It wasn't long before she was eating another and plopping a few of the sweets into her mouth.
A thin flush of pink suffused her pale cheeks. Her eyes had grown large. A strand of auburn hair was untidily framing her face, half falling in front of her eyes and half obscuring her expression; one of confusion. "I... I'm sorry..." She said, her voice soft as she spoke, "I can't recall what I was angry about... And I... I'm so sorry if this is terribly rude of me but I also can't seem to recall your full name..." Her brows were knit together with concern as she gazed over at the boy. He was terribly handsome, especially with his glasses and beautiful hazel eyes. She liked them a lot. She knew she was here with him for... Some reason. A date... Through her cloudy mind, she could recall that word, and the setup was romantic enough to indicate it. "Matt... That's your first name." Had they met before? No... He had just asked her here... Or something... She took another sip of the strawberry juice. "Thank you so much for inviting me here, and for the juice. I love strawberries." That was date talk, right? She hoped so. She didn't know anyone, really. She had a childhood friend, Jack Warren, who attended here, but otherwise... She had yet to make friends. There was a faint feeling she was forgetting... Something or rather... Someone.
Action: Winnie Harper has forgotten events spanning all the way back to May 1st. Anyone she has met within the forgotten time period is now practically a stranger.
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21 Jul 2021, 00:16
Waterside Date
"No" he did not eat or drink anything at the party. At least he was pretty certain he would not be that stupid, he knew that there was something up with the food and was not going to take the risk. That was why he always had a bit of dried fruit and buts on him, jerky, bottled water. It was not the healthiest diet but he did well enough. He looked forward to the weeks back home where he could enjoy a hot, cooked meal but those were few and far in-between.
That was when it dawned on him, there was something else in that food that caused such a profound reaction. He wondered if that was what caused Ruka to kissed him back. Perhaps he was as straight as he thought after all, get those foggy notions out of his head. Of course he did not get a residual poisoning from Ruka despite the fact that was what he now told himself with latent hope that there was no yearning for the upper classman. He would have to excise such notions before they grew into something relevant.
"But I might have gotten doses elsewhere," he admitted but that certainly had no bearing on his behavior.
The girls would arrive and Winnie would recognize them immediately. How could she not, they were practically celebrities'.
"Lavinia too?!"
Why was there an accusation? Were they friends? Enemies?
"Matt... Why did you invite my Quidditch teammates here? Did you find out I joined the team? ... Is that your plan?! To help Slytherin win by..."
"By seducing your whole team?" He inserted the answer for her incredulously. Was she seriously accusing him of that? Actually, it was not a terrible plan. Shame he did not think of it. "They were the only girl names I knew besides yours," because of the Quidditch he explained. An actual truth.
"Wait, teammates?" There was actually something interesting about her.
"... I didn't even know you liked Quidditch."
"I love Quidditch," he replied enthusiastically. He was bringing the drink to her lips, "wait!" He actually wanted to hear her talk for a second before he probably got bored with her again.
She started yelling at him after she took a drink. Mixed feelings - she might forget to yell at him but that drink was going to erase her most interesting attribute.
"... This is... Strawberry?"
"Like your chapstick." He could smell the strawberries on his hand after she finished rubbing herself on him. Yes, he was paying attention.
"Did you know this was my favourite?"
"Yes," no not really.
"H-Have you been stalking me or something?!"
"Yes, I mean NO," it was just the easiest thing to juice in adequate quantities that was 'sugared' with what he assumed was whatever has tainted the food.
While she pigged out and talked less he wondered how well this would go. If it would work at all. The foods offered in Hogwarts caused the students to forget, to therefore become more malleable, compliant. The duration was unknown. The dosing was a mere guess. There was no sign of wear for the students who went home and returned months later but there might be a fragility to whatever was done to the food that he did not understand. He would cross that bridge when he crossed it.
She would finally stop yelling at him. He would freeze, semi curious about the transition if there would be any.
"I... I'm sorry..."
"It's fine," he replied cautiously.
"I can't recall what I was angry about... And I... I'm so sorry if this is terribly rude of me but I also can't seem to recall your full name..."
"Ouch?" He brought a hand over his heart.
"Matt... That's your first name."
"Yes it is Winnie," she knew her name right? Merlin he hoped so. "I know your memory can be a bit foggy but you scare the heck out of me when you get forgetful or weirdly angry," he grabbed a few cashews from his pocket when he felt his own stomach rumble.
"Thank you so much for inviting me here, and for the juice. I love strawberries."
"Anything for you dear," he smiled like some sort of dork. "What can you tell me about the quidditch team?" A desperate bid for something likeable and also a segue to his next mental assault. "We have been dating for weeks and this is the first time you mentioned it." Yes, he was gas-lighting her, giving her a statement and a memory she would construct based on his directions. He would leave her feeling as if she cannot trust her mood, her intuition or her memory. She had multiple witnesses that saw her outburst and her heel-face turn just now. A meeker, quieter version. A duality coupled with his statement that they were together, a lie that if the potion worked she would not be able to refute.
He leaned over to try and give Winnie a kiss on the cheek. [I said I would! Feel free to dodge.]
That was when it dawned on him, there was something else in that food that caused such a profound reaction. He wondered if that was what caused Ruka to kissed him back. Perhaps he was as straight as he thought after all, get those foggy notions out of his head. Of course he did not get a residual poisoning from Ruka despite the fact that was what he now told himself with latent hope that there was no yearning for the upper classman. He would have to excise such notions before they grew into something relevant.
"But I might have gotten doses elsewhere," he admitted but that certainly had no bearing on his behavior.
The girls would arrive and Winnie would recognize them immediately. How could she not, they were practically celebrities'.
"Lavinia too?!"
Why was there an accusation? Were they friends? Enemies?
"Matt... Why did you invite my Quidditch teammates here? Did you find out I joined the team? ... Is that your plan?! To help Slytherin win by..."
"By seducing your whole team?" He inserted the answer for her incredulously. Was she seriously accusing him of that? Actually, it was not a terrible plan. Shame he did not think of it. "They were the only girl names I knew besides yours," because of the Quidditch he explained. An actual truth.
"Wait, teammates?" There was actually something interesting about her.
"... I didn't even know you liked Quidditch."
"I love Quidditch," he replied enthusiastically. He was bringing the drink to her lips, "wait!" He actually wanted to hear her talk for a second before he probably got bored with her again.
She started yelling at him after she took a drink. Mixed feelings - she might forget to yell at him but that drink was going to erase her most interesting attribute.
"... This is... Strawberry?"
"Like your chapstick." He could smell the strawberries on his hand after she finished rubbing herself on him. Yes, he was paying attention.
"Did you know this was my favourite?"
"Yes," no not really.
"H-Have you been stalking me or something?!"
"Yes, I mean NO," it was just the easiest thing to juice in adequate quantities that was 'sugared' with what he assumed was whatever has tainted the food.
While she pigged out and talked less he wondered how well this would go. If it would work at all. The foods offered in Hogwarts caused the students to forget, to therefore become more malleable, compliant. The duration was unknown. The dosing was a mere guess. There was no sign of wear for the students who went home and returned months later but there might be a fragility to whatever was done to the food that he did not understand. He would cross that bridge when he crossed it.
She would finally stop yelling at him. He would freeze, semi curious about the transition if there would be any.
"I... I'm sorry..."
"It's fine," he replied cautiously.
"I can't recall what I was angry about... And I... I'm so sorry if this is terribly rude of me but I also can't seem to recall your full name..."
"Ouch?" He brought a hand over his heart.
"Matt... That's your first name."
"Yes it is Winnie," she knew her name right? Merlin he hoped so. "I know your memory can be a bit foggy but you scare the heck out of me when you get forgetful or weirdly angry," he grabbed a few cashews from his pocket when he felt his own stomach rumble.
"Thank you so much for inviting me here, and for the juice. I love strawberries."
"Anything for you dear," he smiled like some sort of dork. "What can you tell me about the quidditch team?" A desperate bid for something likeable and also a segue to his next mental assault. "We have been dating for weeks and this is the first time you mentioned it." Yes, he was gas-lighting her, giving her a statement and a memory she would construct based on his directions. He would leave her feeling as if she cannot trust her mood, her intuition or her memory. She had multiple witnesses that saw her outburst and her heel-face turn just now. A meeker, quieter version. A duality coupled with his statement that they were together, a lie that if the potion worked she would not be able to refute.
He leaned over to try and give Winnie a kiss on the cheek. [I said I would! Feel free to dodge.]
Event NPC
21 Jul 2021, 02:23
Waterside Date
Winnie hadn't meant to hurt the boy's feelings, but her moment of confusion had her trying to navigate through a foggy ocean without a guiding light. Luckily for her, the Slytherin was present and offered his hand. She would take it, believing what he told her. Why would he lie to her? "No! I remember, I remember... I think the heat is getting to my head..."
She scared him when she got angry? That had never been her intention. There was simply something in the back of her mind that seemed to scream through the void. What was it? Why did she feel upset again? It was gone soon enough, perhaps through the help of more of that strawberry juice.
Dear? The boy had called her an affectionate pet name. One that her mother used with her father. Ah yes, her two-parent household that was definitely not broken. "Quidditch team?" Her brow furrowed as she tried desperately to remember. There was something there, through the cloud and fog. If she could remember... What was it? A list that she had signed her name on. "I... I tried out for a chaser position. I start in September. I didn't tell you? Did I... Want it to be a surprise...?" She gave him a worried look as if she wasn't certain that was the purpose behind hiding her new position on the team.
"We have... Been dating for weeks?" She suddenly repeated. Panic rose in her throat and her eyes widen. How could she have forgotten she had a boyfriend? Matt seemed so kind and patient, too. If what he was saying was true, she often had issues with her memory. She didn’t move away when he leaned close and pressed his lips against her cheek. Her blush burned a darker hue. She turned her head to gaze up at him. She still didn't quite understand what was going on, but his warm lips had felt nice against her cheek. A familiar scent lingered. Cashews and sea water. When he was this close to her, it made her heart flutter-- It made her think of something... No... It was more like she was remembering something. A first kiss. A nervous apology. Then she had kissed him again. "No, I remember... We are dating. Our first kiss was..." In the... Hm... "In the rehearsal room." She could remember singing. Had she sung for Matt? No, perhaps he had sung for her. Played the guitar... Or someone had... Had that been a dream?
Either way, she inched closer to the boy. Her hand reached down to grasp his own. She interlocked their fingers together. Yes, this felt familiar too. She offered the redhead a sheepish smile and, leaning up, she would attempt to press a kiss to his cheek as well.
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│ │ | │ │ | STA: 15 • EVA: 18 • STR: 8 WIS: 11 • ARC: 7 • ACC: 17 | │ │ | • Healing Sage • Muggle Condition • Paragon of Health • • Poison Resistance • Animagus • Wandmaker • Lovely Creature • | │ │ | │ │ |
21 Jul 2021, 19:12
Waterside Date
Interacting and mentioning: @Jürgen Hess, @Aurora Raniver, @Lavinia Cloven, @Mathias Pride and @Winnie Harper
Galton had no idea where this was going. He was here to score, not have so weird mushy first-day-of-classes intro fest. Who needed names and stuff like that for this!
"I am here to learn,
It got worse, the statement that came out of good ol' Jurgen's mouth after Galton's arrival was preposterous. "I'm not here to learn..." Galton would mutter. Why on earth would Jurgen want to learn right now. It was summer! The time of their lives! Late nights, candy binging, classless, hot, sweaty summer! Was he possesed? Was someone threatening him right now? Was this a set-up? This other dude must have kidnapped his friend and planned to hurt them all, why else would Jurgen want to lear- Ooo juice!
Never mind the other stuff. this needed his attention now. He had to get in on it before it was gone. He'd awkwardly tiptoe his way through the group as they discussed to get his hands on the pitcher filled with juice- hopefully very sugary juice. As he went he listened to the others speak. A long, weird conversation between the strange dude, Matt and Winnie caught his attention. He may have just met them, but they seemed like one of the weirdest Hogwarts couples around. What type of girl doesn't even know her boyfriend's first name? By now Galton had poured himself a tall glass of juice and began to step back to the border ring of the group. They didn't seem like a couple at all. It had to be a joke or something intended to drive the others away so they could have this sweet picnic all to themselves.
"Yeah just like we have been dating for weeks, Winnie" Galton would say in a borderline-mocking tone as he moved. He chuckling a little to himself and looked at the other three: Jurgen, Aurora and Lavinia for confirmation that his joke had landed.
But Matt and Winnie had a joke of their own: started kissing (well, cheek kissing). Disgusting. Galton Lansdale comes all the way around the lake to a nice picnic composed of three girls and three guys, with a plethora of food and treats, in a secluded location, only to have people start snogging?! Just then his ankle folded as he took a step, giving way to his small mass; too much of his focus was turned on this horrid PDA. The juice he was carrying would, of course, go flying as he slammed into the ground belly first. The red juice spilling forward onto @Aurora Ranvier *. Oops. Galton would probably feel sorry about that.
"Look at what you two did with all that pecking! I spilled!" Or... he wasn't sorry about spilling a bright red liquid all over a lovely dress. "You should apologies to me and her-" he pointed to Aurora. "-for that." He was shifting the blame, but at least Galton knows someone should be sorry about what happened to Aurora. "Now I have to get more." He grumbled.
One of his hands would reach up to Lavinia from the ground as he rolled over so that his butt was planted on the ground rather than his belly. "A little help pleaseeee." Always a polite one Galton was.
*ReducioI made a roll for this and got 4. The key was: 1:Matt 2:Winnie, 3:Jurgen 4:Aurora 5:Lavinia
22 Jul 2021, 15:26
Waterside Date
Time: 1 PM Date: A day in camp
Interacting with: @Aurora Raniver @Galton Lansdale
Mentioning: @Mathias Pride @Jürgen Hess @Winnie Harper
Lavinia a bit unhappy with the answer to her question. She had never met this person in her life and here he was asking her to be a test dummy in talking to girls. It was absurd in a way, how did he know that she was nice and why did it matter that she was pretty? Was this guy like a stalker or something? She a a little bit offended that he thought that he could just use her in that way. Food normally was the way to her heart but it didn’t make up for the comment that he had just made to her. Anyways, she had just ate lunch before coming here so it might take a little time before she was hungry again. She didn’t respond to him though, she just casually took a few steps away from him.
“Hey Aurora, how are you doing?” She said with a smile, feeling bad that the younger girl had also gotten roped into this. Aurora did seem like she sort of wanted to be here though so Lavinia thought it best to just leave her be and let her have a date if she wanted to. It’s not like Lavinia could control people anyway, they could do whatever they wanted. Soon another guy joined the group and Lavinia assumed that this must have been the friend that the one dude (Matt) had told her about. As the one boy introduced himself as Jurgen and the other as Galton, she felt the awkwardness in the air.
As much as she didn’t like the idea on why she was here, it was only nice for her to introduce herself too. “I’m Lavinia Cloven, fourth year Ravenclaw.” Aurora was a little fluttered with Jurgen so she let them be and again just stepped a bit away. The other girl, Winnie she recalled from one of the last quidditch practices, was looking a bit confused. Lavinia didn’t know what was happening because she just hadn’t been conversing with Winnie much. Lavinia laughed awkwardly at Galton’s attempt at a joke finding it odd that he would be mocking his friend.
Just by glancing at Winnie though, the PDA was evident. They looked so young maybe going into their second years. Why would they be dating for weeks, that’s just odd. I mean why even bother with dating at that age? It would be better to just make long term friends. Upon seeing them kiss, Lavinia turned her gaze back to Galton. Could it be that this was just a date for Winnie and the other guy (Matt) that they all tagged along on to make it a group date? Lavinia wasn’t really going to have that, she would be nice but there was no dating for her right now.
With her attention on Galton, she saw him unceremoniously fall to the ground while spilling his drink all over Aurora. Lavinia immediately felt bad for her and went to her side. “Oh my gosh, what did you just do?!” She directed at Galton angrily, Aurora dress was so pretty and it did not deserve getting spilled on. Galton seemed to state a reason but it didn’t really cut it in Lavinia’s standards, you can’t just blame another person for your mistakes. “Aurora, can I help you try and get it off?” She said kindly to Aurora while grabbing a napkin.
Noticing a hand almost in her face, Lavinia rolled her eyes and helped the dude up. She wanted to be nice to him because it probably wasn’t his fault yet, it was definitely hard to even try to. He did need to take responsibility for his actions though so Lavinia was going to put him in his place before she was to be nice. “I don’t care if they are the reason that you spilled, you need to apologize to Aurora.” She said boldly at Galton. Lavinia wouldn’t move on until he did even if it took minutes.
Finally after he did apologize, she thought that she would be a little nice to him. “Alright, so umm…what are you interested in?” She said neutrally to Galton. Lavinia was already here and it was a decent walk from the campgrounds so she might as well stay and engage in conversation.
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| Lavinia Cloven Irina Afanasyeva | | STA: 10 | EVA: 18 | STR: 7 | WIS: 8 | ARCP: 6 | ACC: 29 | Foulplay, Interception, Evasive Maneuvers, Keen Eye, and Muggle Condition | --—--#337085 |
23 Jul 2021, 00:53
Waterside Date
Galton, you're killing me! Jürgen internally griped as he announced he was not here to learn. Unlike Galton, Jürgen was very interested in meeting a nice girl. Not that Jürgen was good at reading between the lines, it was a facet that the two of them shared. The truth be told, the frogs from choir had more game than the both of them.
Ah, but there was juice. Not that Jürgen had the same profound sweet tooth that Galton had, but he was almost as interested in the juice as he was in the girls. Wait, no. The girls were definitely more interesting and distracting but the juice was well... not going to reject him as fast or as hard.
He had no idea what was going on between Mathias and Winnie, she chilled out pretty quick so that was good. Mathias had the physical endurance of an 80 year old man with emphysema. She would likely drown him in the lake if he did her wrong. She might anyways, like how a black widow devours its mate after... well, you know.
And splash, a cup full of juice all over one of the girls. "Merlin, I-I am so sorry," he stammered while Galton demanded an apology for snogging. "I--" he withdrew a cloth handkerchief from his breast pocket and extended his hand words the girl. It was an odd cloth -- a piece of white linen with a strage indigo symbol embossed on the cloth.
The clatter of dishes and silverware. Jürgen was not the most graceful youth they had ever met, he would fall into the already juiced (for the lack of a better descriptor) girl.
Ah, but there was juice. Not that Jürgen had the same profound sweet tooth that Galton had, but he was almost as interested in the juice as he was in the girls. Wait, no. The girls were definitely more interesting and distracting but the juice was well... not going to reject him as fast or as hard.
He had no idea what was going on between Mathias and Winnie, she chilled out pretty quick so that was good. Mathias had the physical endurance of an 80 year old man with emphysema. She would likely drown him in the lake if he did her wrong. She might anyways, like how a black widow devours its mate after... well, you know.
And splash, a cup full of juice all over one of the girls. "Merlin, I-I am so sorry," he stammered while Galton demanded an apology for snogging. "I--" he withdrew a cloth handkerchief from his breast pocket and extended his hand words the girl. It was an odd cloth -- a piece of white linen with a strage indigo symbol embossed on the cloth.
"Let me help you with that," he reached over towards her, knocking over plate of cookies in the process. "Galton, you're on a date!" He was not entirely certain Galton would catch on. "Not a day of the week, the kind with girls." So much better than super heroes, probably. OK, probably not that good but still a good time. Maybe they might even play after they do all this stuff. He would let Galton ask.
The clatter of dishes and silverware. Jürgen was not the most graceful youth they had ever met, he would fall into the already juiced (for the lack of a better descriptor) girl.
“People always clap for the wrong reasons.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
23 Jul 2021, 02:33
Waterside Date
Open for Interaction
Evasive Maneuvers
@Winnie Harper @Mathias Pride @Jürgen Hess @Galton Lansdale@Lavinia Cloven
The interaction between the lovebirds was exceptionally strange. One second they argued, another second they turned into this lovey dovey couple. Though their history remained in the dark, for now, Aurora couldn’t help but notice how her dorm mate didn’t even remember her so-called boyfriend’s name. Perhaps it was just Winnie being nervous, who was she to judge. Being surrounded by lots of people did not help to distract her from the adorable Gryffindor’s presence. Jürgen. Lavinia’s question of her wellbeing goes unnoticed as the young girl couldn’t contain the urge to act all flustered around the glasses guy. It was pretty much uncontrollable at that moment. But just like all good things, they will never last.
Even with zero experience in dating, she knew for a reason that this was not how it was supposed to go. Combed her hair, picked up the nicest dress, stared at her own reflection to make sure everything was perfect, and for what? To get drenched in juice? What was this feeling? Anger. No, she felt ashamed, humiliated. Her worries that were long gone finally came back altogether. The fact that Mathias sent the letter to her was because those people just wanted to mess with her emotion for whatever sick and twisted reasons. A part of her wanted to take the pepper spray and just attack everyone violently, but she couldn’t move. Just tried so hard not to let the tears spilt from her eyes in front of everyone and possibly make the situation worse for herself. More embarrassment was not needed.
Her eyes closed, silently counting to ten just to calm herself down, patted herself in the back, emotionally. The sound of her heartbeats was getting louder while the surrounding perished into nothing. Both hands clutched onto her purse, making the knuckles turned white. Desperately wanting to run away but her body refused to do so. Until she felt a weight of a person falling over her side, or rather on top, she wasn’t entirely sure about the whole situation. The raven haired boy was the first person she saw once she opened her eyes. A drop of tear fell down her flushed cheek as one of her hands frantically wiped it off. “I-it’s fine, it’s fine.” She would push Jürgen away if she is strong enough to do that, “Screw whatever this is. I shouldn’t have come in the first place, y-you” Eyes glued on Jurgen, then slowly shifted at Galton and Mathias, “You think I’m a joke, do you?” The desire to run away now was being replaced by revenge. Glancing down on the boy’s hand, she would try to snatch the ‘weird’ handkerchief from Jürgen’s hand, not giving a single care towards the unusual indigo logo on it, stomping towards the juice and soak it in it then shove it in Galton’s mouth. “Enjoy your juice!”
ReducioFeel free to dodge HEHE
Aurora’s Accuracy
D:20 = 15 + 10 = 25
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𝙸 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚐𝚎
Terrible Presence • Evasive Maneuvers • Components • Animagus • Sta 10 | Eva 19 | Str 7 | Wis 8 | Arc 4 | Acc 18 • AR
Terrible Presence • Evasive Maneuvers • Components • Animagus • Sta 10 | Eva 19 | Str 7 | Wis 8 | Arc 4 | Acc 18 • AR
28 Jul 2021, 01:30
Waterside Date
In the rehearsal room? The hell? Mathias had anticipated a great many things but the powerful imagination of Winnie Harper was not among them. This would be the first of many misunderstandings. She was just supposed to forget, think they were a thing, do his stuff so he could have an awesome summer free of any responsibility beyond breathing. Yes, the boy was incredibly shallow, but of course there was more to it - he needed a blind alibi. The girl, as he had witnessed, was absolutely blind to the faults of those close to her. Likely a mixture of insecurity and poor self-esteem. A contrarian considering how vocal she was about asserting her opinion, but that was all show, bravado really. In truth, she wanted to be liked, loved even and feared that it was as it was here - a lie. A lie she ultimately believed she deserved.
If she thought she was loved, she would be devoted to him fully. She would lie for him. She would overlook his shortcomings. All she needed to do was believe she was cared for in return. Cheap and a little bit sad, he did not feel guilty. He was the sort that did whatever he had to do to get what he wanted.
Lavina was not particularly interested in romance, neither was Galton really. He was interested in everything besides girls. Hess, however was a different story. In fact Lavina started to view the situation as suspicious, as she should. That there was something off, not that she knew the particulars of the social dynamic between those gathered here, they were a tad young for committed romance.
Saved by Galton - a phrase nobody would ever hear again as the upper classman had the sensibilities of someone half his age and dramatically made a mess in response to a few kisses. Good thing he was not at the Blossom Ball. Well, good thing anyways, the infamous Candy King incident would likely follow him well into adulthood.
"Look at what you two did with all that pecking! I spilled!"
A poor girl in a pretty dress that was now ruined unless Winnie had some sort of house elf trick for getting juice out of clothes. He really did not care for his cousin, well any of his cousins for that matter. There was a pecking order and anyplace besides the top would never do.
"You should apologies to me and her-"
The he pointed to Aurora. "-for that."
Jürgen was terribly unprepared for this chaos. He could barely handle a busy afternoon in Diagon Alley without getting anxious - all doom and gloom that guy, not an iota of enjoyment from the chaos. He had been going on about the threads of fate and seeing a pillar of fire that consumes all and leaves blackened bones. It seemed to be a staple for the Seer, talking about death and dismay. No wonder he was a perennial favorite, they always preferred to see premonitions that had a bit of drama rather than someone with "fortuitous luck."
"Let me help you with that," he reached over towards her, knocking over plate of cookies in the process. "Galton, you're on a date!" He was not entirely certain Galton would catch on. "Not a day of the week, the kind with girls." Was Galton that stupid, a few moments later that question would be answered.
A pair the two of them, the girls might not survive. A plate of cookies was knocked over as he offered to help Aurora with a marked, his eyes widened when he saw it, kerchief. Are you frigging cracked Jürgen!
He was shifting the blame, but at least Galton knows someone should be sorry about what happened to Aurora. "Now I have to get more." He grumbled. He did not need any more "forgetting juice" as Mathias was calling it. A juice to ensure compliance rather than complicance.
“I don’t care if they are the reason that you spilled, you need to apologize to Aurora.”
She might be there for awhile if she was expecting compliance from Galton but the boy got bored pretty easy. His 'date' was housing the food, he could be semi-thankful that the other girls were not doing the same and Hurricane Galton and Jürgen were destroying the setting before things got too confusing.
That was until a juice soaked rag was being used as a weapon of attack.
If she thought she was loved, she would be devoted to him fully. She would lie for him. She would overlook his shortcomings. All she needed to do was believe she was cared for in return. Cheap and a little bit sad, he did not feel guilty. He was the sort that did whatever he had to do to get what he wanted.
Lavina was not particularly interested in romance, neither was Galton really. He was interested in everything besides girls. Hess, however was a different story. In fact Lavina started to view the situation as suspicious, as she should. That there was something off, not that she knew the particulars of the social dynamic between those gathered here, they were a tad young for committed romance.
Saved by Galton - a phrase nobody would ever hear again as the upper classman had the sensibilities of someone half his age and dramatically made a mess in response to a few kisses. Good thing he was not at the Blossom Ball. Well, good thing anyways, the infamous Candy King incident would likely follow him well into adulthood.
"Look at what you two did with all that pecking! I spilled!"
A poor girl in a pretty dress that was now ruined unless Winnie had some sort of house elf trick for getting juice out of clothes. He really did not care for his cousin, well any of his cousins for that matter. There was a pecking order and anyplace besides the top would never do.
"You should apologies to me and her-"
The he pointed to Aurora. "-for that."
Jürgen was terribly unprepared for this chaos. He could barely handle a busy afternoon in Diagon Alley without getting anxious - all doom and gloom that guy, not an iota of enjoyment from the chaos. He had been going on about the threads of fate and seeing a pillar of fire that consumes all and leaves blackened bones. It seemed to be a staple for the Seer, talking about death and dismay. No wonder he was a perennial favorite, they always preferred to see premonitions that had a bit of drama rather than someone with "fortuitous luck."
"Let me help you with that," he reached over towards her, knocking over plate of cookies in the process. "Galton, you're on a date!" He was not entirely certain Galton would catch on. "Not a day of the week, the kind with girls." Was Galton that stupid, a few moments later that question would be answered.
A pair the two of them, the girls might not survive. A plate of cookies was knocked over as he offered to help Aurora with a marked, his eyes widened when he saw it, kerchief. Are you frigging cracked Jürgen!
He was shifting the blame, but at least Galton knows someone should be sorry about what happened to Aurora. "Now I have to get more." He grumbled. He did not need any more "forgetting juice" as Mathias was calling it. A juice to ensure compliance rather than complicance.
“I don’t care if they are the reason that you spilled, you need to apologize to Aurora.”
She might be there for awhile if she was expecting compliance from Galton but the boy got bored pretty easy. His 'date' was housing the food, he could be semi-thankful that the other girls were not doing the same and Hurricane Galton and Jürgen were destroying the setting before things got too confusing.
That was until a juice soaked rag was being used as a weapon of attack.
Warning Galton - the juice makes you forget a gap of time (feel free to determine how long).
Event NPC