Closed Royal Banquet Spring Court Ball

Interacting with: @Monica Evans @Hunter Argentum

Bea scoffed at Monica. She wasn't going to abandon her best friend to the whims of the flora. It surely had a mind of its own now, and it didn't look like it was going to throw a party for Monica. The red head grabbed Monicas arm, yanking her up hard from the vines and along with her. In this case it was towards the thick bushy column of green hedges. Now a wall in front of her. "A'm not leaving you here Mon." What a hero complex Monica had. But she was being utterly stupid. "Don't be daft!"

She felt more than heard Hunter sidle up towards the pair and Beatrice scowled. For one who claimed to be smart, he apparently couldn't see the problem around them. She turned angrily towards him, the panic inside of her making her lash out. "Haven't ye seen the problem Argentum?! We're trapped!" She let go of Monica, using both of her hands to push the boy away angrily. "Did you have something to do with this? I can't believe this happened..." Panic clawed at her insides, making her want to desperately cry. This was all too much. This ball had been a mistake. Coming with Hunter had been a mistake. Doing something light-hearted like this after Nan died was a mistake. All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and cry. She let out a heaving sob at the entire situation. Never mind that Monica and Hunter were there to watch her internal collapse. She didn't care.

She breathed in a shaky breathe a few minutes later as the tears settled, her emotions still clouded. "It wasn't supposed to be like this," she whispered. Staring resolutely at the hedges, she grabbed her wand. "We'll have to burn the thing. Incendio the hedge and make our way out. It's the only way." She turned to look at them both. "You in?" If they were or weren't it didn't matter. Bea was ready to unleash hell She'd get her friend and Hunter out of here. A flick of her wrist in the correct movement, she gave a solid, "Incendio duo!" towards the greenery. Much like Gina Linetti and her flamethrower.

Action: Using Incendio Duo to burn the Maze down and escape
Inventory: Wand

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Date | April 21st, 2023 - -

It should have been no surprise to Monica that Bea would decline her opening for an escape. Monica smirked at the Ravenclaw as she commented that she would never abandon her Slytherin Friend. Monica's mind slipped to what she should do? She was still trapped in the grip of the vines, and at this point, everything seemed hopeless. Was there not a professor around? Or some other student to possibly see the trio in their current predicament? Monica would assume if anyone was near by, the sight of her tangled in vines, Bea trying to free her, and the fact that the hedges blocked off all exits, would be a little noticeable to the general student body.... yet for whatever reason, it seemed they were on their own.

Monica's gaze lept around the grounds, trying to see if anything would give her a clue, or sign, or for someone to cry out to.... the only thing that slipped her lips was a daft, "Help US!" She wanted to keep Bea safe, but since the Ravenclaw refused to leave, then Monica couldn't deny they needed help.... would anyone hear her? Were they possibly trapped in some spell, is that why no one saw them? Had Monica walked that far off, that no one could see them? They were just at the refreshment tent moments ago.... they couldn't have been that far by now that anyone standing around there couldn't see them.... were they?

As Bea took out her wand, and shared her plan of escape, Monica had to agree, this seemed like their only option. She to pulled out her wand, ready to follow Bea's lead in trying to burn these bushes down! "Okay," She said, "I'm with you. On your call."

Then when the word was given, Monica poised her wand and shouted out, "Incendio!"

STA 8 • EVA 8 • STR 8 • WIS 5 • ARC 6 • ACC 5
Slytherin Prefect

Open to Interactions
| Action |
Calling for help. And trying to cast Incendio with Beatrice to burn the vines off.
Inventory
Wand

|Interacting With|
@Beatrice Langstreth
@Kim Sato
@Hunter Argentum
| Mention |

Banner Credit: Kim Sato

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Hunter gave a small and quick applaud to Bea's comment to Monica. Indeed being daft or heroic was nonsensical, it would only cause more harm to all those involved if they were to lose another pawn in this graveyard mistaken to be the garden of Eden. Of course though, he couldn't help but give a cold look back at Bea as she made her comment of being trapped.

The boy's paranoia and fears were already on a high at this moment of the night, whether they were trapped or not wasn't going to surprise him. Hunter was already in a state of fear, he just didn't dare show it to anyone; especially Beatrice. His anxiety and worst thoughts of what were to occur had already played out. He had imagined one instance in which they'd be trapped... but trapped by plants was by any means not apart of it. Nonetheless, he had to keep his composure, to block out the annoying noises that were surrounding him. "If I had something to do-" the boy had shut his eyes, but as he faced to address Bea's ridiculous question, he opened them... and could already tell by Bea's expression that she was in a rather upsetting state.

Such a night had already gone so wrong, and Hunter was just about to be done with it as well. Having gone through an everlasting maze, to have his nightly tempo be mistreated, and be surrounded by so many unpredictable people that he just couldn't stand. He himself was on a verge of being set off like a bomb, to finally break the facade and go into an utter state of fear and cowardice, but the look on Beatrice slightly brought him back. To fear everything, especially people had its drawbacks. Either one was too afraid to do anything, to sit back, watch, and being slick. Or, they would be driven to act like a mad courageous person to break through such fears. Hunter was always controlled by his fears, and to be in such a high state of it was going to be the end of him this night.

Beatrice's expression said enough, Hunter's fears began to scream even further. He was not afraid of the garden's wrath, no. A different feeling overwhelmed him as he looked at Bea. A reminder of the tears he brought to her and she gave to him as well when they had brewed a potion above their year. The boy's fears were being overwritten with a new and odd feeling... disgust. The night was truly an unfair game, a rigged game of chess that had no way to win no matter which way the boy went. This feeling, it was a resentment towards the fact that he had to keep up with it for so long, that he'd have to deal with nonsense from everyone everyday for the rest of his life. That he'd never figure out the secrets to his fathers journals, that he'd never be able to accomplish anything as everyone would be in his way filling him with fear. The fear, he was done with it. Crushed and broken with a new feeling of hatred as Bea was about to blame the damn boy for such trickery.

Hunter, reached into his satchel taking out one of his "Fire-Breathing Potions" red and bright, illuminating the hatred he was feeling. The boy was about to let loose, to burn everything including the students. He looked once more... and hesitated. Her expression, her shaky breath and settled tears... was she feeling the same hate, mistaking it for sadness? Again, Hunter could only feel resentment towards her as she began to regain her stature. Such confidence, a control of emotion that Hunter could only feel jealously from. He wanted to take that away from the girl. He didn't enjoy her composure, the way she wanted to help him and Monica in this situation, again a feeling of disgust. He approached Bea more closely, a swift "Diffindo" escaped the boys voice with a proper wand movement to go along with it as he saw one of the vines twitch a bit. He wasn't exactly in the mood to follow orders from someone like Bea. He wanted to destroy that composure she was holding:

"Such a dread filled night. You told me the world took your Nan, and now it seems the world wants to drag us back into the soil with her." The boy approached Bea, potion in hand: "If you really want to watch the world burn, then you'll have to fuel the flames with hate and breathe in life with a scream."

@Beatrice Langstreth@Monica Evans
@Kim Sato
Open to Interactions
Action: Casting Diffindo at some Vines
Free Action:Offering a Fire Breathing Potion to Beatrice Langstreth

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Stamina: 10 Evasion: 8 Strength: 4 Wisdom: 10 Arc Power: 4 Accuracy: 6
Attire Inventory: Wand
Enchanted Satchel Inventory: Murtlap Tentacles, Fire Seed, Rat Spleens, Gregory's Unctuous Unction, Murtlap Essence, Fire Breathing Potion, Forgetfulness Potion

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The other boy's levity amused Ashley, and he said, "I would protect you," after which Ashley smiled. His jaw dipped a little as the other boy's words caused his cheeks to get scarlet. His tummy had an odd sensation of having a lot of butterflies floating around. The way he spoke was soothing and compassionate at the same time. Then Ashley looked in a different direction since he could feel his emotions leaning so strongly towards the other boy. However, the timing was suboptimal.

He was just 11 years old and had no idea what he was feeling; this was alien to him. Ashley was still a young man figuring out where he belonged in the world. He was nevertheless perplexed by how he was feeling, even if when he looked at the other lad, the romantic melody that accompanied the words he had just spoken to Lucian prior, flowed naturally and sans any deliberate effort. He wasn't sure if this was suitable at that point however. He might feel this way since he didn't have many pals when he was growing up, perhaps. Even when he went to bed at night, the youngster would be hesitant to think about these emotions, which needed to be addressed. This is too unfamiliar. He occasionally asked the universe what the hell was going on while gazing at the stars. When he turned to face Lucian Mornstern, he noticed perfection. anything he never observed in anybody else. Again, he was only an 11-year-old lad and was still bewildered by everything. The fact is, he had never had this feeling with another person made it more confusing.

However Ashley began to become a little anxious and his palms began to perspire, he could see that Lucian had the prettiest blush ever.. “I’m so happy to be here with you, Ash. Really, really reaaaally happy,”. The kid reddened as well, but he was unable to speak since he seemed to be "lovestruck." He overheard the other boy telling him how much he liked his eyes as he turned to face the lad and looked into his eyes. The boy chuckled a little and couldn't help but reply, "You are perfect in every way, Lucian."

Beatrice, who Ashley recognised from the broom race because they were on the same team, was then called by Lucian. The boy hoped to get to know Beatrice better in addition to all the weird things that had occurred throughout the match because she seemed like a really innocent yet intelligent young lady. However, it appears that Beatrice was aware of Lucian's call to her.Then She approached both of the boys while greeting them. Ashley found her voice to be endearing and delightful. Yet, after a few conversations that seemed to go on forever, he felt the desire to go back to the Maze. He asked Lucian and Beatrice to go with him so they could explore the maze together. He made only a brief attempt to leave the Royal Banquet area and return to the maze; it was up to Beatrice and Lucian whether they would follow him or remain there.

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𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓼| 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓴

𝒔𝒕𝒂 • 𝟓 | 𝒆𝒗𝒂 • 𝟓| 𝒔𝒕𝒓 • 𝟕 | 𝒘𝒊𝒔 • 𝟔 | 𝒂𝒓𝒄 • 𝟕 | 𝒂𝒄𝒄 • 𝟓
𝐀𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐥 - 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐬

Action: Attempts to exit the Royal Banquet heading back to the maze hoping he encounters no problem

Interaction with @Lucian Mornstern and @Beatrice Dupont

Blue in English, Red in Korean

For most part, the evening proved to be rather boring. Eun-ji hoped to be distracted and perhaps hang out with Ye-jun but neither of those things happened. Funnily enough Ye-jun was nowhere to be seen despite the fact that she was the one, who was not planning to attend the ball in the first place. Whatever, she’d just hang around for a bit, explore and watch people dance. Which is precisely what the Ravenclaw did. For a brief moment, she even considered trying out some of the food but then wisely decided against the idea. Even if she was looking for entertainment, she was not brave enough to try the dishes at the event. She was bitter…not insane, thank you very much.

All in all the scene was quite peaceful. Maybe even too peaceful for her current mood....aaand then shit finally hit the fan. Because of course it did. That’s precisely what Eun-ji expected of this event. Suddenly, the maze decided to change its mind and no longer seemed interested in letting people pass easily. See, this is why I was so distrustful right from the beginning. The vines and hedges soon started wreaking havoc while numerous students did their best to fight them in order to escape. As for Eun-ji…well surprisingly, she found herself quite indifferent towards the situation. There didn’t seem to be any injuries that needed immediate care and she was in a safe distance from the mess (for now at least) so why bother? Let the adults take care of the situation for once. The witch was tired. It was easier not to care.

“Nica!” Ah, that sounded familiar. Turning around the Ravenclaw noticed two familiar faces nearby. The sparkly boy, she met while entering the maze and her former duelling opponent Monica. What were the odds of meeting them twice with so many people attending the ball? It was Tone, who promised to track Eun-ji down yet somehow she managed to run into him first. Still, none of the people in the group seemed to be injured so she didn’t even consider joining them. Luckily, they were also far too busy to notice her. Why is it always fire? Are they that desperate to kill somebody? What about the people on the other side? Then again, Eun-ji was pretty sure there would be plenty students on the other side, doing exactly the same thing. In that case, even more reason to stay put. She wasn’t rushing to safety but she wasn't eager to be burned either. Speaking from experience, it was quite unpleasant sensation. Let’s see if they will be lucky and escape without hurting themselves. Hopefully she wouldn’t have to step in. She was oddly content with doing nothing and just standing where she was.

That being said, Eun-ji did eventually look around to survey her surroundings. As she did so, she noticed yet another familiar figure standing nearby. This however was not just any figure. It was her friend Kim. To be precise...her only friend. Looking at him now, he also didn't seem eager to get away. In fact, their solemn expressions seemed to match perfectly. The witch knew he had been struggling with something recently but same as she didn’t tell him anything, he didn’t attempt do do so either. It was not that they didn’t care. They just both preferred not to pry and suffer in silence. Eun-ji didn’t plan to pry today either but he was bleeding and that just wouldn’t do. Her legs started moving before her brain managed to catch up. That was how it always was with her. She was drawn in by injuries and this was someone she cared about a great deal. There was no way she could ignore that.

Walking towards the boy, Eun-ji didn’t even bother greeting him. Somehow, it didn't fit the mood anyway. “You are bleeding.” She said instead. His wound was wrapped up but it was clearly not enough to stop the bleeding. Strange... Considering it was on his arm, someone must have helped him do it. Why didn’t they stick around then? “Let me see.” The witch would not wait for his approval. He couldn’t really protest. She would have knocked him out if she had to just so she could heal him. He probably knew this as well. Pulling out her wand and some tissues, Eun-ji carefully unwrapped the cloth. The wound was not nice but she could definitely make it at least somewhat better. First, she cleaned the blood around the wound with a tissue. Her hand didn’t shake and the red liquid clearly didn’t bother her. She had plenty of practice with this and knew what to do. She had also seen far worse.

The pair must have looked oddly peaceful amidst the chaos. It was obvious they were both fine with staying put. Eun-ji wondered whether Kim felt as miserable as she did now. It certainly looked like he did but she wasn’t quite sure what to say. At least, the wound gave her something to focus on. Not that she was happy to see him hurt. Quite on the contrary. “Ferula.” Finally, the incantation was voiced out in clear and composed manner. It should work, right? She had yet to fail at casting this particular spell. No matter…if I fail, I can always try again.

Interacting with: @Kim Sato ★ Mentioning Kim Sato as Hiro Bakugo and @Monica Evans
Action: Healing Kim’s wound with Ferula
Inventory: Wand, tissues, Band-Aids

Outfit Image:

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Those plants were moving and they can't have them blocking the entrance and let the people be trapped here. This was certainly not part of the plan for this ball. Raizel wondered who else had noticed this, if the other ball planners had already seen this problem. From the way that the music is continuing in the background, the lack of many panicked people, perhaps only a few had noticed this growing problem. Whether that's a good thing or bad, that she's not sure of. Before things escalate more, she knows that she has to take action… right here, right now.

The first year Gryffindor looked at the overgrown entrance and then to her wand that is now illuminating a small area but enough for her to get a good look at the hedge. Her grip tightened, taking a deep breath to calm herself. She could barely cast the wand lighting charm earlier and the thought of casting another spell was getting to her nerves. "Just… try…" she muttered before pointing her wand towards the overgrown entrance, eyeing the writhing vines. She gritted her teeth, feeling bad for what she's about to do. Raizel loves plants, taking care of them. She used to help her mother tend to their garden back home.

"I'm sorry." She made a quick gesture before enunciating the incantation. "Incendio!" Hopefully, this won't backfire. Knowing her luck, that is a huge possibility.

Action: Casting Incendio on the hedge