Closed The Annual BaiKim Winter Ball PV those who signed up

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How is it so blue-

Renelle had no business being here.

The moment she entered into the overly bright ballroom, she wanted to turn around and dive back into her warm bed, never to emerge. The fairy lights were blinding, and the snow might have been nice, except it felt incredibly out of place in the elegant, classy demeanour of the room.

Oh, and she hated people. Did she mention that?

And that seemed to be precisely what this place was not lacking in. Looking around, she counted around half a dozen milling about, perhaps a bit more. Huh, she’d expected more for a party, though she certainly was not complaining.

As her eyes searched the room, Renelle felt her heart sink. Astra wasn’t here yet. That sucked, seeing as her red headed friend was the only reason she had decided to come here to this 'BaiKim Winter Ball' (A ridiculous name, frankly. They would’ve been better off calling it The Snowmen and Rainbows Ball).

Speaking of darling Astra, they had planned some wonderful things for the occasion; one of them being matching blue and white pantsuits, fitting the theme perfectly. The first year did not get impressed very often, but this had definitely been one of those times. The pair truly were geniuses. Once-in-generation minds. Or in this case, twice-in-a-generation.

And, of course, their delightful antics. Really, the other guests at the ball ought to be bowing before them and offering priceless gifts, as thanks for all the effort the duo part in to ensure a fun and eventful time.

Though at the moment, her friend was nowhere in sight, which meant poor Renelle was going to have to hang around this hell of a place by herself, waiting until she arrived. Ugh.

She opted to lean against the pillar, staring aimlessly at the scene in front of her. People were frolicking around, looking all excited and stuff. Well, she sure wasn’t going to take any part in that. Being forced to interact with these people every day at school was enough for her, thank you very much.

Her gaze strayed toward a towering Christmas Tree place in the center of the ballroom, adored with blue and white decorations. Underneath, there laid various gifts and little bags, which made her wonder if the hosts were planning to pass them out at the end of the party. Well, that was a reason to stick around.

That and the free food, anyway. The Ravenclaw had never been one to turn that sort of thing down, and she had no intentions of suddenly turning over a new leaf now.

Interacting with @Astra Norrick | @Keith Moore

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OOC note: Renelle and Astra's writers have standing permission to godmod each other

date // time : dec 22, 2023 // 13:00/1:00 p.m. @Renelle Dalton, @Kyle Diaz

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Astra was at a loss as to why Renelle Dalton had even thought of coming here. An event promised to be crowded given the popularity of both Ms. Glade and Mr. Aoki, the timing of the event, and it's practically central location, it was sure to be packed with people.

But the young Ravenclaw had, and invited her Slytherin friend. Astra had been inclined to decline this invitation. The aforementioned crowdedness was an instant repellent, and honestly Astra was feeling a bit of melancholy having just missed her mum's birthday. All she really wanted to do was hang out with Hermes in the library and read or something.

But, for Renelle, she would go. If only to provide company since Renelle was not the best with people. That said, Astra was also not the best with people. She sort of happened upon them by accident and then things happened.

She entered the festively decorated ballroom and instantly her gaze was drawn to the snowflakes gently floating down onto her hair (which was being less than obedient and so she had left it down in a hopefully cool wavy look). She spotted Renelle after a few moments, through all the blue.

"What's a lady like you doing all by her lonesome in a place like this?" Astra joked as she walked up to Renelle after greeting the hosts. Before she could make another comment, her gaze found Kyle Diaz. She hadn't seen him in a while. His hair had grown back a little, and he looked a sight better than most other times she'd seen him.

"Signore Diaz! Fancy meeting you here," she said with a light laugh. A small smile reached her lips. "How have you been?"

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Wc: -235-
Interacting with: @The table
Mentioning: @Renelle Dalton

Keith looked around the room, walking around and watching people. "This is the room we are spending the next 5ish hours in, are more people going to show up? Maybe they are trying to be fashionably late, why did I come so early? I mean it was on time sort of but still, there isn't that many people here why did I come already?" He thought while watching any of the new people walk in, he didn't really recognize anyone much.

There were a few more people now, about 10, Keith sort of guessed. He was sort of surprised more people didn't show up yet. Though it was still kind of early, maybe some wanted to show up fashionably late, something he had learned from watching muggle shows that was quite common, as some preferred to "make an entrance" although he had been taught growing up to always show up on time and bow or at least wave to those who were hosting events.

Keith noticed that a table now had snacks and drinks on it, which made him happy he was thirsty. So he made his way over to the table, doing his best to seem like he wasn't nervous, although he was slightly shaking. He carefully got himself a cup of punch, taking a sip before standing to the side of the table and watching anyone else who might come through the doors

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How is it so blue-

Astra had arrived at long last, but much to the Ravenclaw’s dismay, her friend’s presence did not in fact, make everything magically better, as she had hoped. Now that she thought about it, she’d been under the impression the appearance of the redhead would somehow cause this drag of a party to liven up, which she was loathe to admit, was quite unreasonable.

Though what irked her even more was the fact that the snake had opted to greet another seemingly random person immediately after herself. What was up with that? Weren’t they supposed to be the ones sticking together, turning their noses up at the laughable behaviour of their peers?

Or was Astra mad at her? The mere idea was enough to send her into a nervous breakdown. But the moment that idea popped into her head, the girl felt with dreading certainty it was undoubtedly true. She frantically searched back in her memories for anything she might have done to offend her companion. Oh, they never should have argued about the best pie the other day! If Astra was absurd enough to believe it was not apple, she ought to have just let her!

She was really starting to hate Signore Diaz.

Well, nothing she could do about that now. Her mission right now was to ensure Astra did not see how upset her friend really was - might be a bit difficult, considering how well the Slytherin knew her; but one would be surprised by how convincing Renelle could be if she set her mind to it. She just rarely did.

The first year flashed a smile that was hopefully both exuberant, yet not too divergent from her usual self. “Why, I could ask you the same thing!” She joked. “Where’s the horse-drawn carriage? Mice turned into footmen? Personal bodyguard? Don't tell me you guys all got separated on the way here!”

Glancing around her surroundings, a table laden with drinks and snacks caught her eye. Immediately brightening considerably, she excitedly pointed the sight out to Astra. “And that, m’dear, is where we shall go.” Dragging Astra away from Signore Diaz (who in all honesty, seemed like quite the shifty fellow- she was a great friend that way), they headed over to the haven known as the food corner.

Interacting with @Astra Norrick | @Keith Moore

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Interacting with: @Renelle Dalton
Mentioning: @crippling anxiety

Keith zoned out for a hot minute, kinda staring at the drink in his hand. He heard talking, but he couldn't understand it much. His mind was blank for the most part, he saw the rippling of the punch, that's what drug him back to reality. He was shaking a little bit, his hands worse then anything else, but not enough for anyone to notice unless they were staring. Keith took a few deep breaths before taking a small sip and thought about his music instead, keeping hid mind off of what he thought was making him zone out, though he really didn't know.

He continued to walk around a little, looking at peoples outfits and listening to any small conversations without really paying attention to them. He eventually made his way back to the table, his glass empty, and has hands ever so slightly shaking again, it was his anxiety bugging him.

He went to fill up his glass as he heard someone coming to the table, he turned, looking to see a girl dragging another girl towards him, or to the table. he turned and finished getting his glass before going to step aside, turning as he did so. He bumped into the girl on acident, hsi drink getting all over himself and on the girls dress. Looking at the girl he began to apologize. "I'm so sorry miss-"

date // time : dec 22, 2023 // 13:00/1:00 p.m. @Renelle Dalton @Kyle Diaz @Keith Moore

astra others = their hex

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Astra couldn't help but chuckle at Renelle's response to her little remark, saying "Oh, you know how mice are with directions. Simply horrible!"

When Kyle responded to her greeting, the snakling made to continue the conversation. All she got out was "That's very good! I've been al-" before Renelle took her by the hand and dragged her away. "Oop. Bye then." She did not resist her friend's redirection, as she had learned over the years that Renelle was very particular about who she hung around with. This had been demonstrated at the Fall Ball, and again now.

While it had become a little restricting, a little annoying to the Slytherin, who through these random connections was discovering much information, who was useful to befriend, who to stay away from no matter their appeal in the grand scheme of things. Information about other people's relationships with one another, and who to side with in those conflicts should the need arise. Gaining the upper hand for any situation. Getting street wise, in many senses. Making those green robes fit.

But with Renelle, this almost possessiveness would be ignored by the viper. Why? Because Renelle had been there when no one else was. She was Astra's truest friend. And while temperamental and often too eager to jump to conclusions, Astra would allow herself to be pulled away for this moment, for this event if it came to that, because she wanted to be Renelle's truest friend.

"This looks great!" Astra remarked about the food table. She looked up at Renelle and clapped the girl on the back. "Grand idea. And really, you do look splendid. Perhaps the Hat put you in Ravenclaw because it knew blue was your color." She was kidding, of course. About the Hat. Blue really was Renelle's color.

A boy wearing a blue suit that rather matches both Astra's and Renelle's outfits suddenly bumped into Renelle, sending his drink all over the both of them.

Astra's mind was brought back to the Fall Ball, and that rather disastrous encounter with an older year. "Watch where you're going, ay?" she said, a bit harshly, to the boy. He likely didn't do it on purpose, but at least he got a taste of his own carelessness since some of the drink got on him. "Gah, I hope it doesn't stain, Renelle."

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How is it so blue-

First it was the awkwardness and sheer boredom of standing beside a pillar by herself (which the almost emptiness of the ballroom made about a hundred times worse). Then it was the dear Signore Diaz, and now this. Today just really wasn’t the Ravenclaw’s day, was it? She ought to have just stayed home and laid on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. At least that was fun.

It honestly sucked, because her mood had just started to lift, even if it was ever so slightly. Astra had that effect on her, no matter how late she was. And they had to face it - Renelle simply looked stunning in blue. And like, literally every other colour. She was just that awesome.

But even those as awesome as herself had limits. And the infuriatingly clumsy boy was really pushing them. Really, how hard could it have been to manoeuvre around the two girls? It wasn’t like the place was so crowded it was difficult to stay out of everybody’s way- far from it!

Her eye twitched as she watched the strain slowly spread across her white outfit. “Oh no, it’s no problem! I guess I’ll just go pull out my backup dress from my invisible backpack now! This sort of thing happens all the time, because apparently, it’s too much to ask for someone to watch where they’re going.” She paused. “Oh wait. Silly me, I don’t have one!”

“Well, it’s no big deal! I mean, I don’t know about you, but I was totally looking forward to spending the night in wet and sticky clothes! I love it!” The sudden outburst had somewhat surprised even the girl herself. Normally, she was not one to lose her temper like this, but this night had already been one turmoil after another. All in all, her rant was really making her look a bit unhinged. And the ferocious expression certainly wasn’t helping either. Glaring at the unfortunate recipient of her wrath with loathing in her eyes- Renelle really knew how to make a good first impression.

Interacting with @Astra Norrick | @Keith Moore

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Interacting with: @Renelle Dalton
Mentioning: @Astra Norrick

Keith looked up at her, feeling even more bad. Bad enough you bumped into a girl, but a really pretty girl. Keith you're a disgrace. You've got to fix this. Just listen to her, she's so mad... Don't cry dont cry dont cry don't cry Keith dont you dare" Keith thought to himself, his hair was messed up from its floof he'd set earlier, and his gaze set on the floor. He listened to her and her friend speak and go on, he knew she had every right to be angry, her dress was ruined as far as he could tell, so was his suit.

Keith backed up a little after she got done, looking down at his own clothes and watching the punch dye stain the fabric of his suit. He looked to her dress, watching the fabric of her clothing do the same. He took a semi-deep breath before looking up to her eyes. "maybe there is a spell? or something? I'm so sorry Miss-" he mumbled once more. He did feel bad, terrible. He tried so hard not to mess anything up and he still managed to.
"Maybe one of the older kids can help? I'm sure there is something, im sorry i didn't mean to, i should have, i wasn't watching, im sorry"