--- Date: 28/08/22 || Time: --:-- ---

Outfit: White t-shirt, skirt, Shoes

Foreign students were naturally cooler than not-foreign-students. It didn't matter where they were from. Poland? Cooler. French? Cooler. Russian? Cooler. Japan? Cooler. Chile? Cooler! In fact, before she'd come to Ireland, Irish, Scottish, and English accents also made one quite cool in her young, American eyes.

She could remember a Swiss French-speaking girl transferring to her school in the U.S. when she was a muggle, and everyone absolutely loved her. She quickly became the most popular girl in their grade, and it just served to cement the idea that 'foreign = cool' in Sophia's mind.

That was why, when Sophia heard the words, she had to do a double take.

"Wait," the girl stopped her as she tried to stifle her embarrassment and return to her seat. Sophia looked behind herself, over her shoulders and to her sides, but no one else was standing, so that surely meant the girl was talking to her, right?

"Me? Me wait?" she asked nervously, barely realizing she sounded like a Neanderthal. Her blush deepened.

"You look kind," the girl said, stepping toward her. "Can I sit with you?"

Wow. Had the European double-cheek-kiss-greeting thing worked? Sophia didn't know which countries actually did that, and she'd only seen it happen in Paris in the movies and T.V. shows she'd watched as a girl, but maybe it was possible that she'd been lucky in her guess and this girl was from a country whose culture had similar greetings?

"With me?" she asked nervously, "No foolin'?"

This was the first time in her life that someone had actively approached her like this. She'd made friends at Hogwarts, sure, but those occurred because of sheer coincidence. This time, though? This time someone was actively walking up to her and asking to sit together. Someone actively wanted to be her friend and it wasn't because of the circumstance. There were other options for her, after all.

Then Sophia saw the eyes.

Every instinct in Sophia's heart was begging her to pull the girl into a hug and protect her from anything that could come their way. Sure, the girl was taller than Sophia. Sure, she was probably better at magic than Sophia. Heck, she could probably outsmart Sophia nine times out of ten.

"The others scare me," the girl admitted to Sophia, and that was her breaking point. Between those vulnerable eyes and the timid admission, the Ravenclaw couldn't let this girl be alone.

The blue-head had already gotten the opportunity to kiss the girl's cheeks, but she was feeling greedy. She rushed in with a tight hug around the ribs of the taller girl and buried her face in the girl's neck. It was a tight hug for Sophia, but she could probably be easily dislodged by the girl if she was so inclined.

Reducio

Feel free to shove Sophia off if you're uncomfortable!

When they separated, she smiled up at the taller girl.

"I'm Sophia. I wouldn't worry too much about these guys. You get used to it at this school," she commented with a light shudder as she remembered the absolute chaos of the Blossom Ball. "I'd love for you to sit with me."

She offered her hand once more so that she could escort this precious cinnamon roll of a girl to her new - hopefully better for her - seating arrangement.

Notes:

Reducio

D'awwww. Poor Liz! Sophia got a bit greedy on the hugs, but Liz seems very huggable to be fair.

Interacting:

@Samantha Salwis as Eliza

Mentioning:

*the stats in the banner are old

It seemed like the boy had noticed the hug had lasted a little too long for her liking and sheepishly apologized. Even though most of their interaction had contained out of the weirdly long hug, it was quite a positive one, at least according to Eliza. The little excuse the boy had made showed he didn't mean any harm nor had meant for her to be uncomfortable so she just gave him a small smile in return to show it was okay before returning to her place.

Much to Eliza's relief, the girl had heard her desperate 'wait' and stopped walking. Her shoulders relaxed when she could see the face of the blue-haired girl again. It was reassuring to see a friendly face, knowing somebody paid attention to her and she wasn't all alone. When asked if she wasn't fooling the other her, she lifted her eyebrow in confusion as she had no idea what the meaning of the English word was. One way she always reacted when she didn't know a word was by simply ignoring it and hoping it wasn't too important, so that's what she did when she told the girl the others scared her.

At first, her body tightened when she suddenly felt two arms pull her in a hug but it didn't take long for her to relax and a little smile to appear on her face. Having two older brothers who liked to act like tough guys, Elizaveta wasn't used to hugs from people her age but she could testify that she absolutely loved the hug she was given by the other girl.

She happily took Sophia's hand and let herself be guided to the place the other girl sat. "I'm Elizaveta," she told the other girl leaving her last name, which she normally always told people, out as she didn't feel the need for formalities. "You can call me Eliza, or El, or something else," she said nicely before sitting down with next to Sophia. Maybe this game wouldn't be so bad?

--- Date: 28/08/22 || Time: --:-- ---

Outfit: White t-shirt, skirt, Shoes

"Elisa-"

Sophia tried to test the name. It sounded Russian, but she knew nothing about Russian customs. She knew how to say 'hello' in the language from a video game she'd played before, but that was it.

"Eleeza-"

The syllables and vowels acted like spike traps for her already clumsy tongue. The sounds just wouldn't come out correctly and Sophia hated it, because she desperately wanted to emulate this girl's adorable accent. Elizaveta. It shouldn't be this hard to say it.

"Elizabeta?"

Better, but she was still so far off. She pouted and puffed out her cheeks in frustration. It was a name. How was she so bad at this? Names were like one of the simplest parts of language, right?

After a moment, she groaned and relented.

"Fine," she whined playfully. "How 'bout Eli?"

Eli was a very pretty nickname, it was simple to say, and it suited this girl. Sophia watched the Russian girl briefly and smiled in satisfaction. Yep. Eli suited her just fine! Now she needed her own nickname and they'd be all set!

"You can call me Soph!" she chirped happily, leaning over and resting her head on the blonde's shoulder. The girl's posture was stiff, but not in a bad way. More gracefully stiff than anything. Disciplined and honed, maybe? It was difficult to describe, but she was definitely not slouching.

Sophia threw an arm around the other girl in her attempt at a nice half-hug as she watched the proceedings. Hopefully nothing too crazy happened. She didn't want Eli to be scared again. God knew Soph had spent plenty of time afraid during her first year at Hogwarts.

"Is your school not like this?" she asked in a whisper. "All the chaos, that is. This kind of stuff happens so much. You should have seen the Ball in April. Oh wait - a Ball is like a party, or a dance. It's what the English call it. It's pretty weird. There were spells flying, a weird magic boomerang thingy, and food was going everywhere!"

Realizing she was rambling, Sophia threw her free hand over her mouth and blushed, muttering a soft 'sorry.'

She really did get too excited for her own good.

Notes:

Reducio

Soph is excited for her new friend

Interacting:

@Samantha Salwis as Eli

Mentioning:

Action: Cast Slugulus Eructo at Boe Mirales Correa (@Jack Warren's iNPC)

MINI-MODERATION POST—Round II.I

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Slug-vomiting Curse: WDC 11
Mathias wisdom roll: [d20:]4+5 = 9 (unsuccessful cast)

Mathias would attempt to cast the Slug-vomiting Curse at Boe, but the spell would not succeed. Whether the enunciation was off, or the perhaps the movement just slightly off course, Mathias' jealousy in the situation would find no satisfaction. The green light may have emanated from the wand's tip on course to its hopeful target, but would fizzle out into nothingness before landing. There would be no question about his intended effort.

OOC: The outcome of that action was necessary in order for Boe's post to be completed given that its timing would impact the entirety of the post.

*the stats in the banner are old

Curiously, she listened as Sophia tried to pronounce her name, slightly off every time. The last try wasn't too far off and was quite similar to the English version of her name, Elizabeth. "Eli is good," she told the other girl quietly not wanting to interrupt the game. "I like Eli," she said as a little smile played around her face. The new nickname could be added to the long list of already existing nicknames, which mostly existed out of the ones her youngest brother came up with.

"Sof?" she repeated the nickname hesitant. Aware that her Russian accent made it sound slightly different, she looked at the ground, her eyes avoiding looking at the blue-haired girl. Eliza nervously tucked her hair behind her ears. a bit embarrassed and afraid Sophia would laugh at her for mispronouncing the name. The weight of the head that suddenly rested on her shoulder caught her by surprise because she wasn't used to somebody feeling comfortable enough around her to show such signs of affection. Elizaveta placing her head on her brother's shoulder wasn't all too unusual but her shoulder being taken was something new. It wasn't bad at all... It was actually pretty nice. After that realization, she gently tilted her head to the right so her head rested on Sophia's, which caused a few strands of her blond hair to escape the ear they had been tucked behind and now freely hang in front of the younger girl's face.

The arm that rested around her gave her a sense of safety and when one of the boys that had taken part in the extreme make-out session decided to cast a spell at another guy, the arm stopped her from running away. Her eyes widened in shock, her head lifted and a little gasp escaped her mouth as the incantation was spoken but luckily the spell failed. There was a sense of curiosity in the young teen, she wanted to know what would happen next but she also wanted to close her eyes and pretend it never happened. Still, she kept her eyes open and glued to the group where the drama was taking place, hoping it wouldn't end up in a violent situation.

A little giggle escaped her mouth when Sophia explained what a ball was. "I know what a ball is. I go to many," she explained. Balls seemed to be a constant part of her life as the youngest in a pureblood family that cared a lot about presenting themself correctly to society. "I was here at the ball in April." Admittingly, most of her time had been spent somewhere in a little corner dreaming away or outside in the courtyard at the crafting table and she hadn't really noticed any of the drama that had happened inside.

It took her a few moments to think of the answer to the first question the girl had asked before she had started rambling about the ball and other stuff. "No need to be sorry," she corrected Sophia after she apologized for talking. "My school is-" she searched for the right word, "more normal? Calmer?" At least, in her mind. Eliza wasn't the best person to ask as she avoided drama as much as possible and didn't have many friends to fill her in on anything special that happened. She knew her oldest brother had gotten in a few fights but she wasn't going to admit that to the kind girl who had given her shelter from the chaos around them.

It was very surprising to Elizaveta how easy it was to talk to this girl. How easy it was to become friends with Sophia. Wait, were they friends? "Are we-" she looked at the eyes of the other nervously, "are we friend now?"

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Interacting With: @Mathias Pride | @Jack Warren as Boe | @Opeila Winters as Theo

Outfit: ꕤ

Mentioning: @Nicholas McCowan as Raul Correa

Date: August 28th, 2022

"Why wouldn't he be into you?" Was the Ravenclaw's response, gesturing towards her partner as if she wanted everyone to know just how wonderful he was. It was undeniable that Matt was attractive, and he only seemed to grow more beautiful as time went out. There was that weird transformation from the sweet nerd she had known last year to this now more 'conventionally attractive' look of his. Winnie was unsure why the change had happened, but she had assumed it had something to do with losing his cousin and all of the other changes in his life. She believed he was the same Matt beneath it all.

"You seemed like you enjoyed it." Had he ever gotten that passionate when he kissed her? It was difficult to remember through the fog of her anger. "I guess you'll have to teach me his tricks."

As her fingers brushed the glass bottle she would find her action's halted by a mysterious foreign boy. She was pretty certain the guy had been talking to Mathias' new make-out pal, but it the moment she could only freeze.

"I--..." Did she really want to kiss this guy? Just because Matt had kissed someone else? The guy was definitely handsome with his chestnut tresses that seemed to glisten an aureate hue beneath the light of the tent.

There wasn't much time to decide, because his hand was on her chin and he was getting closer, close enough that she could count his eyelashes. Matt was saying something in the background. Mystery guy smelled like sea salt and eucalyptus. A nice combination, but there was something missing. Cashews. No, this wasn't right. But Matt had kissed the other guy--

Their lips hadn't even brushed against each other when she heard him mutter an incantation. Blue eyes growing wide, Winnie would instinctively shove the Brazilian out of the way. It might have been a nice act... If Matt's spell hadn't failed. "Merlin, are you okay?"

"Seriously?!" She whipped around to half glare at her boyfriend, although her attention was momentarily drawn by another requesting a hug. A hug? Fine, she could manage. "I'm Winnie. Sorry about this, it's going to be a quick one; I need to go scold my boyfriend." She grumbled. She would grip the boy named Theo maybe a bit too tightly, her eyes still locked onto Matt.

After an appropriate amount of time had passed, she would let Theo go and return to Mathias' side in a huff. "I'm owed a kiss, Mathias Pride. If you want to run around kissing everyone in this circle, you damn well better pay it back tenfold."

Action: Shoves Boe (permission given).

Languages: English & Portuguese

Boe's only goal was to cause a bit of chaos, so chaos he embodied. But, honestly, this wasn't his standard brand of madness. The Elder Mirales-Correa preferred something more subtle because this chaos gremlin attitude was more like Raul's brand. As Boe nearly pressed his lips against the red-headed squealer, he couldn't help but smell the sickly sweet smell of strawberry permeating from the girl. Maybe some people like the smell, but it wasn't doing it for Gregorio.

It would have been impossible for Boe to miss the jealous boyfriend attempting to loom over him. It wasn't even like he got a kiss to kiss her yet. Boe could feel the annoyance crawling up his spine, but before anything else could happen, a flurry of motion sprung into action. The red-head had planted her hands on his chest and pushed him flat on his back! What the hell! Not only was he flat on his back, looking like a fool, but it seemed like a burst of luck had graced the Castelo student. A wand pointed directly at where he was only moments ago was acting more like a faulty firework than a wand.

Standing up, the kid haughtily swiped his hands down the button-down shirt he had on. "I am fine-" There was an insult lodged on the tip of his tongue. Venom and anger were always more manageable than being nice to some of these European fools. A moron could cast the slug vomiting charm, so the fact that this child failed was rather embarrassing for him. "Absolute Idiocy, the poor excuse of a wizard can have her.," He muttered in Portuguese, figuring that none of these idiots spoke his native language, before finding his way back to his original spot.

He was determined to make a splash and see what kind of impact he could create with these other students. But then, it was time to take control. Boe took hold of the flagon with gusto and spun with probably too much power. Then, with the soft sound of the spinning bottle, Boe watched with incredible intensity before the glass slowed to a stop. The lip of the glass was pointed directly at the other 'caster' of the group. It seemed that she was better than Mr. Jealousy that focused on attacking him.

Once again on his feet again, the boy was on a mission. He wouldn't fail to pull anybody else into his charming persona. With elegance, the boy took several long and graceful steps toward Greta before reaching out and taking her hand. Raising his hand, and thus Greta's, he would twirl the girl before reforming into a position similar to the starting form of a dancing couple. Then, wrapping an arm around her waist, the boy would lean forward and pull Greta into a low dip before saying, "I'm Boe." He just let his natural looks and charm take control as he spoke. Then, allowing a suave and magnetic smile to cross his face, he began lean in for a dramatic kiss.

Action: Doin' some flash crap and leaning in to smooch Greta in a very charming way

Interaction with @Winnie Harper, @Mathias Pride, & @Evelynn Decipio as Greta