Closed Fall Ball 2023 Candle-Lit Banquet

The Entrance ~ Lookout ~ Expedition ~ Gondolier ~ Seahawk
Capsized ~ Gambit ~ Instinct ~ Landfall ~ Lashback ~ Envenomed

@Marietta Griffis
Closed to Interactions [Moving Topics]

Calming Presence in Effect;
All Student Entrees & Beast Master Familiars Affected

Cloak of Hyumming

An initial glance around him didn't yield anything of particular interest, but then again his attention-span tended to be extremely short and he often had a tendency to overlook things that should usually be right in the middle of eyesight. He wouldn't have been surprised if it had been a full moon out and he had somehow missed the fact that a werewolf was charging right for him at this very moment! Well... perhaps he shouldn't try to press his luck, knowing for sure that a certain Scotch werewolf would have certainly taken the opportunity if it was presented to him.

Still, his ears piqued, and he continued to find himself distracted even as he was supposed to be politely waiting for the other girl to reply to his fired-off questions. Humming for a second before letting out a low whistle, the boy felt cool night wind on his face carried from the Great Lake. Say, there were supposed to be, like, lantern floating or something over there, right? Wouldn't that be fun? Besides, it wasn't like he had anything else better to do. Figaro could keep an eye out over here while Piérre himself was away, and of course the feline was well trained enough that if there was something that tipped sensitive senses off the cat would come rushing over to Piérre in order to save his own skin (at the least). Hanging around large crowds that didn't need an overstimulation of entertainment was boring; he couldn't perform for anyone or turn anyone's heads short of being a nuisance (which admittedly it was a stretch to say that he wasn't typically a nuisance to most of the people that he ran across on a daily basis as it was).

Well, he had wanted to go to begin with... but running into this young student had complicated things a little bit. He couldn't very well just abandon her, especially not so soon after they had just met! Besides... if there was something weird going on around here, he wouldn't have been able to forgive himself if something happened to her the very moment that he had thought it was safest for him to move on. He had had a similar instance of this sort of thing before, when someone had trusted him and had gotten very, very hurt because of it. Memories that dredged up bad feelings and dark emotions, and times that the Jester wished that he could not only forget about but could have acted differently during. He had not seen any of these parties after meeting them this one time... but their actions had seared themselves into his mind. Perhaps, if he did see them again there could be a flash of recognition to be had, but the boy was rather oblivious to the conditions of most of these parties other than Victor.

No. He couldn't let something like that happen again on his watch. Chivalry? Was that what was suiting him at this moment? Or perhaps was it simply a need to cause an issue for this particular young lady that he refused to let alone; noble perhaps to the point of being awkward to explain if seen at the wrong moment.

Bouncing ever so slightly on his feet as his pointed ears continued to alternately pique and unpique with the lifting and lowering of his brows, Piérre squinted out towards the lanterns in particular. He was starting to get bored, and boredom meant--

"Hey let's go to the boats." He blurted out suddenly, most likely interrupting the girl mid-sentence. His eyes flashed to her quickly with a newfound sparkle in them, his face a mixture of seriousness and yet youthful energy. "We could fly some lanterns over there and recreate what it was like to be firstie coming to Hogwarts for the very first time. Man, I wish I could take the boats all the time. It should really be an option for graduating seventh years or something..." He began to tangent a little, lightly testing a nail with a light chew of internal intrigue. "It would be like maybe going around and seeing all the places with good memories or something maybe perhaps... I remember the boat ride like it was just this last September... nearly jumped into the lake because I wanted to see what was in it. I can't swim, though, so that probably would have been a really bad idea."

He continued to consider it before making up his mind. "Yep, nope! We're going to go on a boat ride and send some lanterns into the skies! Come on, you!" With a grin and a sudden movement, the boy attempted to take the girl by the hand and tug her after him with a respectably firm amount of strength. "Bring your date too, he can join in the fun as well if he wants to watch from the shore or something!" He chirped at the cat. "I promise I won't steal her from you, I know you're more dear to her than I'll ever be." He sang as he pulled and pulled, the feathers from his cloak fluttering ever so slightly behind him. If Marietta's eyes were keen, perhaps she would notice that the feathers--particularly the white collar feathers around his shoulders and neck--seemed to alternatively melt and flutter away from the boy's skin in a strange, almost morphic, fashion; it was as if they were trying to melt into and become one with his skin. In the same moment, his footsteps became much lighter, almost as if he was running on air for certain steps and strides before 'grounding' once again.

All the while the boy was rambling incoherently, ignoring Marietta's complaints or cries. "It's gonna be so much fun! We could maybe even go swimming in the Lake! I know the bubblehead charm, so if we want to go diving I could give us a way to breath if needed. It would help considering I don't swim very well... I never have, I almost drowned twice before! That wasn't fun, don't do it because I really don't suggest it... But then we get all wet... but I know the hot-air spell! Easy peasy, everything has a solution if you just brainstorm hard enough! OH! I COULD BE A GONDOLIER!" This last part was shouted slightly louder with a distinctly foreign trill to the end of his words. "Ah yes, the call of-a my Venetian people!" His accent was starting to slip through his English again, not that it hadn't been unnoticable before. "Aw man! I should have brought my striped shirt and then I could cast engorgio on a big stick and used it as a steer... maybe I can still do the stick thing, actually... hmmmmm... Oh this is going to be so much fun! You're going to have such a great time! Come on, you! To fun and joyful memories that shall last for as long as we live!"

As if it were ripped directly out of a physical comedy Piérre make his way towards the boats and lanterns, preferably with the young girl that he had assigned himself to being the guardian of for the night. Silver bengal Figaro watched from the comfort of a part of the decorations stable enough to be laid upon, the black tips of his ears and tails twitching as with a slow mint-green blink he watched Master-Brother frolic away. Not that the feline was too worried, however. Master-Brother was usually pretty good at getting himself out of most of the things he got himself into. And, well, if he didn't... of course the feline would be right there the moment he was called.

Moving to the Boats & [Wanting to] Dragging Marietta Along for the Ride
Figaro remains in this Thread & Attempts to Actively Stealth (Cat's Grace +2 Stealth Check)

Beast Master Piérre's Familiar Abilities: 's Grace | Claws and Bite Action: Attempt to Actively Stealth Continuing to Observe Area Status: Calming Presence (Piérre) N/A

Figaro the Silver Bengal: 200/200

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Date 10/06/23

Helena's Dialogue #aa8b00

Tags @Madison Bennett@Alyssea Brown@Landon Matthews@Rodeny Hughes

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Helena listened to Madi quietly. The golden haired girl gazed around the ball ever so curiously wondering what to do next. The young girl noticing that the rest of their group seemed to be heading down towards the lake. Helena looked over at Madi smiling softly at the young girl.

Seeing her speak about quidditch with a passion made the young girl feel excited even curious about the sport. Listening to Madison speak more the more Helena seemed intrigued to know the girl better.

Even as Madi was speaking about her family being semi similar to hers made the young girl feel slightly relieved in a way. Helena never thought she would find someone that had something similar in common with her. Smiling softly at Madison Helena continued to listen quietly.

Madison mentioned finding their friends. Helena smiled softly glancing downwards. Before returning her soft blue gaze towards the older girl.

“I believe I saw them heading down towards the Lake maybe we should head down that way?”

Helena spoke softly in her quiet tone. Still eyeing the many students that were arriving towards the ball. Slowly Helena started to walk down towards the lake. Taking in the sights surrounding the younger girl quietly. Though she waited for Madi to follow her to take the trek down towards the lake. Her golden haired girl smiled softly.

Date and Time: October 6th 2023 7pm

Interacting with: @Alyssea Brown,@Helena Rose,@Landon Matthews and@Rodney Hughes

Outfit: Dress Shoes Hairstyle

Madi saw Alyssea, Landon and Rodney head down to the lake out of the corner of her eye, however before she could mention it, Helena mentioned it. Maybe she doesn't want to hear anymore about Quidditch, fair enough too, we have talked for a while now anyway and it's getting kinda crowded Madison thought to herself.

When Helena suggested moving down to the lake, Madison nodded and smiled, "yeah that sounds good, besides, all of our group are down there anyway" Madi said, taking two more Pasties before following Helena down to the lake. As they were walking down, Madison was thinking about how much fun she was having, even though she didn't have her boyfriend here with her, which would have made it even more special. But there'll be other balls that we can go to together anyway Madison thought to herself, as she caught up to Helena and walked down to the lake with her.

Madi held her dress up a little so that it didn't get dirty and she'd worn her shoes in already so they weren't rubbing against her feet. The calm sounds of the lake soon replaced the noise of the banquet as the two girls got closer to the Lantern making area.

Moving to the Lantern thread

Interacting with @Howard White

It felt like ages waiting for the two to come, but it seemed that perhaps it was just one pair going to the dance floor. Bloom was beginning to feel a little free, and perhaps it was the "liquid luck" that was helping her. Here she was years ago, completely by herself and now she was dancing with a man who she could see herself with for the rest of her life. When he grabbed her hand and began to swing dance, Bloom couldn't help but the laugh. She went along with it.

Granted, the Ravenclaw had no idea how to swing dance, but she let Howard lead as much as possible, perhaps stepping on his feet a few times. Bloom could feel the heat of the dancing race up her back and behind her neck as her breathing got heavier, but it did not stop her from continuing. This was her last fall dance and she was going to make the most of it.

When the music finally slowed down, she couldn't help but to let out a soft cough and breathe slightly heavy. She was slightly sweaty, and hoped that calming down her dancing would dry her skin back to normal. If he would allow it, she would turn around and lean against Howard, having him behind her and bring his arms to wrap around her. The two would be dancing by swaying back and forth.

Bloom looked up at Howard's crimson eyes and then looked down at his claws. For some reason, none of that bothered her like it would for someone else. She was in love with someone who was not human, and yet, that made her remember: her father. Still her parents do not know what he is, other than his name and how much Bloom adores him. The minute her father finds out would be the minute it is all over. Though, she knew she had to be brave about it at some point.

"Howard, I'm ready for you to meet my family," she said, looking back up at him. She wasn't sure how he would take it-- would he be excited? Worried? It was another big step of their relationship other than the one they experienced together over the summer. "And I'm with you no matter what," she added, making sure he knew that no matter what her father would say, she was in it for the long haul.

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“ I would if you’re not ready to be wholly obsessed with me for the rest of the night” he retorted with a shrug, “ I’m a rather jealous person. All this pretty-ness would go away the second I see my date focused on some other pretty boys”. He gave her a lighthearted knowing smile, knowing she absolutely understood what he meant. While he admits he had some fun times with Glade (minus the day she annihilated with martial arts after he kissed her crush), he wouldn’t be able to handle a date with her. Knowing she had her eyes on someone else already. He was not one to come in between something clearly too cherished for his taste. Whatever Kim and Bailey had was inseparable, and he certainly wanted a clear way from that. The only problem is that Bailey let her feelings run too deep. But that was one thing they could never seem to agree on.

Bailey was a romantic. He was not. Would he despise her for it? No. Would he feel a small sense of sympathy, as if she was a kicked puppy? Yes. And he was allowed to feel that while also enjoying their time together.

Soon enough they were able to be alone after she said friendly goodbyes. She then turned to him and joked back about his jest on how fond her friends were of him. “ Oh yes, truly lucky. You’re going to have to get used to this if you want to be friends with me, Glade. I’m simply irresistible, and unforgettable”, he retorted back playfully with a wink.

At her mention of her plans for the ball, he subtly raised his eyebrow. No mention of kim at all. Perhaps his facial expression was enough to express something along the lines of, ‘Really now? Where's the boy you’re obsessed with?’. To him, it felt like it was incredibly easy to find Kim everywhere. The boy was just simply…everywhere. To know his absence at a ball, it was almost astonishing.

“ Me?” he questioned when she mentioned she enjoyed his company. He liked hearing it, of course. But she really ought to pick better friends. And he kept telling her that so it was useless to bring it up again, honestly. In the end she was going to do whatever she wanted. In a way, that was one of her charms. “ I did say I’m physically incapable of being boring” he played along.

Then she asked his plans for the night and he gave her a cocky grin. “ Me? No, Glade. I’m pretty sure I’m that special someone plenty of people hope for. I- on the other hand, am just leading it up to the night. Striking up unforgettable conversations with good looking strangers. And with luck, the night ends with a little bit of fun” he responded somewhat vague about what ‘fun’ meant. But with the mischievous glint in his eyes, perhaps Bailey could get a good guess.

“ But alas, it seemed the night led me to you. Not that you're not good looking, course. Just uh...unavailable?” he mentioned, in a more lighthearted tone this time. “ Question is, what would you like to do?”. The question was short and simple, but he was confident Bailey understood what he was offering. If she wanted a distraction, he was the right person to call.

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∫ S t a m i n a : 10 • S t r e n g t h : 3 • A r c a n e : 13
∫ A c c u r a c y : 12 • E v a s i o n : 6 • W i s d o m : 10

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Action: talking to @Bailey Glade,
Mentioning: (@Kim Sato)

Owl | Open for Interactions

Dialogue ✦ English _____....✦ Mandarin

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Interacting with: @Beatrice Dupont

Actions ✦ Arriving | Asking Beatrice for a dance
Moderated Actions ✦ TBA

Accio Ying's Trunk!

Stats
Stamina: 8 | Evasion: 8 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 9 | ArcPower: 1 | Accuracy: 10

Abilities
Evasive Maneuvers | Lovely Creature

Inventory
White lady's handbag | Wand | small makeup kit | Notebook | Pen

Despite initially not wanting to be included in the unnecessary festivity that is the Fall Ball, Annabelle has decided to go. Why? Simply because she had nothing better to do and her only 2 friends are planning on going. She searched through her trunk to find something to wear, fortunately she found a black and layered tulle dress with sheer sleeves that will be rather fitting.

It all went by so fast and she found herself at the entrance to hell, the music prompts ger to enter and be overwhelmed with so many colors. After a few minutes, she found herself standing alone in a random spot after feeling socially disconnected. Her movements weren't her own and she felt as if she was floating, standing still is helping her get used to her surroundings.

After she collected herself, she finally feels eyes on her. She refused to turn in the direction of the person and chooses the oblivious approach, trying to keep herself from glaring at whoever is staring at her. She was so preoccupied with her thoughts she barely noticed the girl until she said, "Excuse me. Are you waiting for someone?" The girl's tone of voice was genuine. That made Annabelle look at the girl and make immediate eye contact with her.

Grey and Light Blue meet Medium Grey, She's quite pretty. Annabelle own Grey/Light Blue eyes are a result of heterochromia but the girl's eyes have a slight blue tint, one would think they were blue.

Annabelle stops staring at the girl, finally deciding to speak and not stare. "No, I came alone as a show of independence. Is there a reason for a pretty girl like you to be here alone?

In her eyes that wasn't flirting, it was just an observation. Annabelle would be lying if she says that the mystery girl didn't give her hope that this show of festivity won't be a horrible nightmare.

Interacting with @Lyrra Kelly