Faerietale Endings Fall Ball 2022 Locked

Dialogue: ✕ | Thoughts: ✕ | Quotes: ✕
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Nearly stopping dead in her tracks at the familiar voice, turning to find Skraele catching up with the two of them as they were nearing the refreshments. "Oh I'm so glad you made it Skreale!" Monica said, giving her late friend a huge, " You barely missed anything, just popping to get a drink is all, but since we are all here the party can start!"

Finally together as a group, Monica could feel herself relaxing... there was nothing to wait for, nothing to worry about, just this night with some good friends. Of course the night just got better and better. Once at the refreshments, her eyes caught a glimpse of Hiro, without thinking she called out... to be met with him calling back to her. She turned to her party members, "That's Hiro guys, the one I was telling you about the other day." Pointing out where he was located for the girls to see, only to be met with his eyes looking back at her too. She blushed before retreating to her mini friend circle, "Ah what do I do? I can't just walk up to him... can I?" She waited to hear council from Bea and Skraele, afterwards adding, "Wou---would you guys come with me?"

If her small trio agreed to meet Hiro, Monica would lead the navigation through the crowd to meet up with the boy who had captured her heart over summer.

Coming closer, Monica found herself being lost in Hiro's eyes, how calm and inviting, reflecting the hopes of the world through them. Monica was still blushing, "Hiro! It's so great to bump into you again!" She went in for a hug, hoping that he would hug her back. "These are some of my friends, Beatrice and Skraele." She allowed space for the girls to make their own introductions.

Hiro asked her how she had been, and in the moment she wanted to say, 'much better now bumping into you.' but held her tongue, that was cheesy, and may come off as rude and not appreciating the time spent with Bea and Skraele. "I have been working hard on my studies...I'm on the duelling team now, so lots of training and getting better with quick and defensive magic...How about you? Are you playing in the tournament?" She wanted to spend all night talking with him, getting to know him more... She didn't want him to leave Hogwarts. Was there a spell that could freeze this moment in time forever?

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Action:
Connects with Skraele before getting refreshments. Introduces her group to Hiro.

OPEN TO INTERACTION

| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Beatrice Langstreth | @Skraele Valasse | Hiro (@Kim Sato's iNPC)

Blue in English, Red in Korean

“What? Oh no...she didn’t make it. She simply selects and buys them. Or perhaps she has them custom made. It’s honestly hard to tell with her but I’m certain she does not make them herself. Physical labour of any kind is really not her thing.” Quite frankly, that woman couldn’t be more different from her late grandmother. It was almost painful to think about. Usually, these type of thoughts made her sad still but right now, she couldn’t bring herself to linger on them. She would not allow the heavy weight of her situation knock her down tonight. She was planning to savour every moment before something went horribly wrong with the event.

Agreeing with her plan, Flash safely navigated them towards the dancing floor. Eun-ji was sincerely delighted by his reaction. It was rather common for boys to dance with their partner solely because that’s what was expected of them or because their date persuaded them to do so. To see that he genuinely liked the idea, was extremely heart-warming. The witch loved to dance of course but it was always so much more enjoyable when the other party shared her joy...even just a little bit. “Alright, let’s see what’s happening over there afterwards and if it’s too overwhelming, we can always go somewhere else. Nicodemus is very cute but I’m assuming this type of petting ZOO will be challenging even for people, who actively seek out animal companions.” She was taking 'Care of Magical Creatures' as an elective and knew there were some creatures that could be awfully handful. By the time she finished said thought, the two of them had their goal destination in sight.

“That’s good then.” She smiled at Flash’s comment about food and consequently blushed at his compliment. “But I mean it. It doesn’t have to be today but we should definitely have dinner or lunch together sometime if you don’t mind Korean cuisine. I will be cooking for myself from time to time anyway and eating alone…” can get lonely at times. “Just doesn’t feel right.” She said instead. In her culture, meals were supposed to be a family affair and although that sort of thing now became luxury in her own home, she would very much love to have a dinner with Flash. “I can come up with a non-Korean dish as well if you prefer. I just…I’d love to have you there.” The witch finally admitted aloud. She hated how shy and self-conscious she sounded when she did so. She was famous for how calm and collected she behaved at all times but Flash just had a way of throwing her off balance.

Thankfully, they were now standing at the dance floor, which provided at least some distraction. Unlinking their arms, the two students, at last, faced each other. Eun-ji was a great dancer mind you and she had performed in front of big audiences before yet she never felt this flustered. Putting one arm on her partner’s shoulder she took a step closer towards him and their free hands finally met. Eun-ji was suddenly very aware of how fragile she appeared compared to him and how very close they were to each other. Even their flowery scents seemed to blend together seamlessly. Just when she thought she might have forgotten how to breathe, Flash let out an awkward chuckle. He looked embarrassed by it but Eun-ji was rather grateful for the sound. It was a proof that she wasn't the only one that was nervous here. She smiled as she looked up and finally gazed into his eyes. “There is no need to apologise,” she replied softly before following his movement effortlessly.

The Ravenclaw let her partner lead, trusting him with her safety and well-being on the dance floor. She never tried to take charge unless she was asked to. Instead, she learned to adapt quickly in order to avoid any possible accidents. Flash was a good dancer though so she wasn’t too worried. Soon she’d get lost in music and let all her worries go. No matter how many there seemed to be. Her only task now was to subtly watch out for his left side but even then, Eun-ji didn’t doubt his capability to safely navigate around the other pairs on the dance floor. “You lied to me,” she teased eventually. “You are an excellent dancer….although I suspected as much.” Her smile grew softer then and there was a certain fondness in her voice. A fondness that seemed to be reserved for Flash alone. It wasn't always there but at some point, it came into existence and would make an appearance once in a while without her even noticing she was doing it. The Ravenclaw didn’t mind for most part...she just hoped it didn't make Flash feel uncomfortable. She really wanted this man happy. Or at least well rested. At this stage, she would honestly settle for that one if it was an option.

Interacting with:@Flash Holmwood
Action: Talking and dancing with Flash

Dora enters the courtyard as discreetly as possible. Thankfully, she's always been rather unnoticeable. She hopes that quality still rings true, as big parties have never been her strong suit. And with the newly altered sleeveless black gown she had on, she's a bit too shy to be seen by anyone. Damion had said she looked good, but was he just saying that? Dora had to admit, the dress looked slightly better once he was done with it.

Now, to brave the party.

The courtyard is beautiful, decorated with all kinds of little enchanted details. Dora recognizes a few and deduces they're references to the Muggle faerietales. The animated ravens catch her eye, their red eyes glowing as they caw.

Dora watches the people dancing in the middle of the courtyard, entranced by the ghosts that glide in an ethereal waltz. They're so graceful, in a way Dora knows she could never be. The very thought of dancing in front of everyone makes her nervous. Watching others dance beneath the lights is much more within her comfort zone.

Knowing she should probably eat something, she takes a bowl of stew from the Feast, enjoying the savory flavor. As she sips on the warm broth, she stands watching the crowd of party-goers. The wallflower is a part she's used to playing. Students from both Hogwarts and the visiting schools chat and laugh, dance, and enjoy the magical festivities. Dora stands alone, letting the sky darken above her.

Action: Uses 's Grace to enter thread hidden from others

Reducio

Hi! I'm new to actions and stuff, so let me know if I need to do anything more!

Dora's gonna hang out here a bit and then probably head to the Petting Zoo. But if someone notices her and decides to approach her, I'm open to the interaction.

rping as cielle johansen.
interacting with @hadrian zuheir and @soraia sampaio

The irritated question from the curly-haired girl only made Cielle laugh. "BFFs forever!" she would say cheerfully, throwing her hands up like a crazy lady. The sudden arrival of Hadrian would make her blush, her smile widening. The Castelo kids forgotten, Cielle would squawk in protest and try to reach the hat that he'd stolen, although a weird tingly sensation would spread across her lips before she could say anything. Frowning, she ran her tongue along her teeth, trying to figure out what was going on. Staring at the green apple in her hand, she wondered if she had somehow developed an allergy to them all of a sudden. Cielle turned to Hadrian and opened her mouth to say 'Sorry, my mouth feels weird,' except what ACTUALLY came out of her mouth was: "Soooohry. Mah moot fillz word!"

Cielle's jaw dropped. What the hell. "Soorah. Ah doont nu waht-" She stopped again, brows furrowed in complete and utter confusion. Why the hell was this happening now, in front of all the Castelo kids and Hadrian? Also, looking at him now, was he, like, more hot than she'd remembered? Cielle looked at the apple in her hand again. Was it like, laced with drugs or something? Whatever it was, she was definitely better off without it interfering with her further. With a shit-eating grin, she piffed it in the direction of the grumpy girl (Soraia) who had greeted her earlier. To be honest, Cielle was just looking to piss people off at this point.

action: throwing her half-eaten apple at soraia sampaio
paragon of health allies: johannes sauer, valentin schnell

sta 11 | str 15 | eva 9 | wis 3 | arc 3 | acc 12
lovely creature, statistically relevant (eva), fearless, paragon of health

@aurelia notresvace @lucinia thawin

Levin from Koldovstoretz... Interesting. Monet didn't have any particular stake in the Hexwizard tournament, but should this guy turn out to not be The Worst, maybe she'd find herself not booing the Russian team. Levin extended his hand towards Monet, but she wasn't quite sure what to do with it. With a slight hesitation, she took it gently and gave him a soft introductory shake. "I'm Monet, from Castelobruxo." She let go of his hand after a brief moment. "I'm originally from Spain, though. Lots of moving in my life."

A beat passed where Monet rocked on her heels, unsure where to take this slightly awkward interaction. Levin seemed... Jumpy? Anxious? She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something was the matter with him, and she wasn't exactly sure if she wanted to deal with it. Then again, there wasn't really anyone else talking to her right now, so maybe she'd just need to wait out whatever was going on with this boy.

Monet cleared her throat. "Cool. Well, I think I'm going to actually head to the party and grab something to drink. Do you want to come with, now that your suit isn't all nasty anymore?"

Sta - 7 | Eva - 7 | Str - 10 Wis - 4 | Arc - 3| Acc - 9 x Lovely Creature

Action: Just chatting!

Russian: ✕ | Thoughts: ✕ | English: ✕
iNPC: Maskim Levin

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Monet...from Castelobruxo. He had heard of the school before, but never met a student from there, though he had also never left Russia to visit another school. He smiled at the girl, "Spain? Eh, what brought you all the way out to South America?" It seemed rather odd the idea of leaving your mother country, it explained however her strange accent, and why Maksim couldn't place her place of origin immediately. He started to wonder why on earth she had to move? Sure his father travelled around a lot for his quidditch games, but he always returned to Russia. He let the thought slip from his mind, who cares why she moved... surely it was her parents will over her own, perhaps wizards of different ends of the earth fell in love, and settled in the home town of one of them after bearing children.

He could feel his heart racing as he stood there... why was this happening? Why was his body unable to settle? His mind racing far faster than it ever had before. He through his arms in front of himself, crossed, it calmed him a little, made his stance feel more protected in this time of heightened anxiety. He watched as Monet seemed to rock on her heels, was he Boring Her? Impossible!

She quickly spoke up, inviting him to join her in getting refreshments, he uncrossed his arms, placing his hands in his pockets and grinned at her, "I was feeling rather parched myself..." He dusted down his suit, "Fortunately for you...So is yours." He gave her a wink before leading the way to the refreshment table. Though his thoughts still ran wild, Maksim never lost his sense of charm, nor his confidence in said charm.

As they walked together, Maksim wanted to continue conversations with this mysterious maiden, "You on any teams for your school? Duelling, Quidditch, Racing?" He took a moment to look back at her, "You seem like you would be a fierce duelist," Before hearing her answer he continued his thought, "I play quidditch myself... I am also playing in the tournament coming up, gonna try and show up these Hogwarts pricks. Thinking they're all that just because some famous wizards came from this school...please." He tossed back his hair as it slowly drooped in front of his face, turning his attention to Monet.

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Action:
Chatting, and walking to the refreshment table with Monet. Still trying to keep calm.

Open to Interactions

| Interacting with |
|Monet Navarro-Gallay (@June Selwyn's iNPC) |

Location: The Courtyard
Date: Oct. 2022

Outfit

Yefim said something to the other boy in that Foreign Language she had heard earlier from the one that catched her. She didn't understand what the Durmstrang Champion said, but she did understand a name. Felya? That didn't fully sound right in her head.

Beatrice saw how Rani shot Yefim a sour look and she was about to ask her Friend to go somewhere else, but without warning the Durmstrang Champion suddenly started thwacking her over the head, like you would if you wanted to kill a fly. His wand slapped down on her head over and over again. She flinched away at first, a memory flashing through her head, but then she just stood there, staring at Yefim and then at Felya or whatever his name was. She wondered how the tiara on her head would take that, normally it would have at least stopped the power of the thwacking but somehow it didn't really do anything. It was most likely a little too small, to protect her head.

Beatrice was, to say the least, flabbergasted. She didn't know what to say or do in that moment. Perhaps the mimblewimble had worked after all. It took her a few seconds before she tried to smack the wand away, which seemed to be harder than she had thought. Yefim Rumyantsev was much taller than Beatrice herself. The Rumors really were true, this guy's was terrible to be around.

»Hey! Would you stop that?!« she exclaimed, waving her arms over her head, in attempt to stop him from thwacking her. What he was doing did hurt and she was in no intention to leave the evening with a head concussion.

Beatrice then tried to duck away, taking Rani's hands and trying to pull the girl away from the whole thing. Whether that would be successful or not, was going to depend on Yefim.

Reducio

Partner:@Rani Adler
Interacting with:
@Rani Adler
@Flash Holmwood as Yefim Rumyantsev
Mentioning: @Winnie Harper as Felix Kolbeck
Action: Being thwacked on the head by Yefim Rumyantsev, trying to duck away and "fight" him off, attampting to leave with Rani.
Inventory:Wand, a few other things in her dress pockets (like gum and lip balm)
Word Count: 315ish

Words: ♡
Thoughts: ⁠♡

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Erin’s punch missed Aida, who wasn’t even trying to dodge, landing instead on one stripey jester by the name of Piérre Marchonné. Aida extended out a hand to help the boy up, not only out of innate kindness, and he gratefully took the wix’s hand... but only after a moment’s hesitation. Squinting back at him, Aida couldn’t help but wonder at the reason for his pause. It wasn’t like they were cursed or anything, at least, not anymore. That had all blown over since Scheherazade had banished the dark spectres of the past… right? Right??

It was with great disappointment, however, that the funny biotic exorcist ran off towards his brother and Aida’s fellow albino, Valentin. After all that trouble of singing out Beetlejuice’s name, what did Aida even get? With a harumph and a grumpy glance laced with jealousy, Aida decided to let him go. The cries of animals in the distance were calling, and it seemed Erin posed no threat to Piérre anymore.

With a scowl at the part-veela for randomly attacking the jester, Aida swished a coil of feathered chiffon over one shoulder and walked away, heading straight for the source of the creatures’ sounds down the appropriately decorated path.

Action: same as previous post – departing for the Petting Zoo; no moderation action here
Free Action: helping up Beetlejuice and storming off with a pouty face after he left

Wand: Chestnut, Phoenix Feather, 26,6 cm, Whippy; "Ancient, ideal for magizoology, has a will of its own, showy, prone to giving away tells"– details

Stamina 10 ✵ Evasion 12 ✵ Strength 1 ✵ Wisdom 10 ✵ Arc Power 10 ✵ Accuracy 12
Blindvision, Sixth Sense, Beast Master, Wandmaker; Ency

Pi godmod was approved by his narrator.

@Erin Ryan@Piérre Marchonné

Post Tracking: 1, 2, 3

======================== Upon seeing Monica nearby, Hiro took a few steps in her direction. But he paused, not wanting to go over. He didn't want her to feel obliged to meet up with him if she was with other people at the time. The pink haired boy was looking to interact with lots of people and if Monica was busy right now, he could always talk to her another time later on at the ball. But it seemed as if she was coming over, although with a few other girls. Probably her friends? Screams were suddenly heard. Hiro whirled around to see goblets morphing into animals and his eyes widened at the sight. Wait, had something been done to the goblets? The one he currently held in his hand grew warm and vibrated a little but otherwise remained as a goblet. Thankfully it seemed as if his had not been tampered with, at least not at the moment. It was around this time that Hiro remembered Monica and her friends again and turned back to them. "Sorry, was distracted by all the screams." He apologized and gave them all a lovely smile. What was this feeling building up deep inside him? It was familiar, as if it had happened before. Hiro's mind tried to make sense of it but he couldn't. It was almost as if... it was similar to that time when... right... when that boy had given him a muffling draught and told him it had been pumpkin juice. Wait... could the liquid inside the goblets have been tampered with? Or was it the apples? Hiro wasn't entirely sure which was the culprit but there was definitely something off about one of them. What on earth had he just ingested and what had been the cause? It was there. He could already feel it taking effect on him. A smile came to his lips again but a wider and brighter one. Monica was here! Hiro couldn't help but feel extremely happy because of this! He got to see Monica again! Life was good! "Studies are great but you should loosen up a little! Have fun! Let's dance! Wanna go to the petting zoo with me? I hear there's lots of cool creatures there! Oooo or do a carriage ride together, I hear there's one here!" "You know..." "You're pretty cute tonight!" The pink haired boy said and reached over to tweak her nose. Of course, all of this behavior was courtesy of the potion he'd ingested unknowingly from the apple. "I'm pretty happy tonight! Let's make the night even happier!" Hiro said and reached over to grasp Monica's hand, trying to pull her along behind him towards the pumpkin and fake animal path which would lead them into the petting zoo. And the pumpkin carriage rides. Hiro started to sing a tune as he skipped towards the area. Obviously, he was in a good mood.

Actions ---
Hiro tries to exit the area to the petting zoo w/Monica.

Inventory ---
Wand, Enchanted Satchel (protective gloves, chocolate frog boxes, nimbus 1700, self-inking quill, parchment paper, comb of vanity, hair dyes/bleaches, hair accessories), Magic Toothpick.

Stats ---
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 10 | Strength: 6 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 4 | Accuracy: 7

Notes ---
Hiro tries to grab Monica's hand, tweaks her nose & tries to exit the area to the petting zoo w/her.
More in depth notes are under reducio.