Event The Fall Ball (Masquerade)

Interacting with
@Dealla Prince @Zykeal Lane @Jack Burnett @Jake Morris
Mentioning
Nobody in Particular
Closed to Interaction

Of course it may have only been due to the fact that he had a particular nickname for her, but the fact that Dealla didn't even need to look at him for her to recognise him made Ruka beam in delight, a little bounce easing the last couple of steps he was taking in her direction. A part of him had been concerned that she may have minded him interrupting her time with her date, but she seemed about as delighted to see him as he was to see her. The realisation made his worries fly out the window almost immediately.

When she did take a proper look at his costume, Ruka prepared himself for the inevitable laughter about to follow, but all there was was the sound of a bubbly giggle that made his lips stretch even wider, eyes sparkling fondly behind his mask. As if expecting a hug, he raised his arms a little awkwardly when she leaned closer only to trace her fingers across his wings, almost as if checking if they were real. Deciding to give into his new role, Ruka straightened up to stand on the tip of his toes, sighing heavily when the act did not make him lift up into the air. "I suppose my thoughts might not be happy enough," he stated dramatically, clutching a hand to his chest before steadying himself on his heels again and offering Dealla yet another bright smile. "Though they're definitely improving in your presence." He chuckled and winked playfully before taking a small step back to give her enough space to show off her dress with a twirl.

Watching her movements in silent awe, Ruka offered her some applause once she had come to a halt in a pose with her hands on her hips, the fringes of her dress still swaying lightly as if not quite ready to cease dancing just yet. Ruka would have probably not paid much attention to the little details of her dress had it been anybody else, but Dealla's presence was consuming, made him feel like he couldn't really look away without missing out on something spectacular.

It was for that reason, most likely, that he almost felt surprised when she introduced him to her date, and he had to blink a few times before he could bring himself to tip his Top Hat in Zyk's direction as if he had forgotten about him being there as well. "Zyk," he said politely, offering a silly little curtesy in the other boy's direction before turning his attention on the two boys hovering on the invisible broom nearby as Dealla addressed them with newfound delight. There was something childlike and innocent in her glee that made Ruka's features soften, his shoulders relax, his voice turn gentle as he spoke again.

"I'm sure that can be arranged," he said with a little nod. It would have been wrong of him to pull her away from her date to ridiculously let her hover on their invisible broom, would it not? So he decided to leave it at an open promise for the moment.

Instead he nodded in response to her words about the Costume Party, raised his eyebrows suspiciously at the pride in her voice when she brought up the Tricky Treats. "It's quite something," he told her under amused chuckles. "There's a lot of... uh... Hair." More laughter bubbled from his chest as he let his thoughts drift back to the Costume Party. Whatever the party goers had consumed, it had done wonders for the hair growth of most of them. "I haven't tried any of the treats yet myself so..." He shrugged lightly. "If you do go and check it out make sure to save me one."

Or maybe he could have just accompanied her to the Rehearsal Room.

Or maybe he should be paying more attention to his own Ball Company.

Still, he kept his eyes on her as her own drifted across the Ballroom and all its current inhabitants as if to look for the memory of all the happenings he had missed out on. The mention of doom and mystery sparked interest in him that made him bounce on the spot for a moment, eyes lighting up curiously as he watched Dealla removing her mask before she recited what Ruka could only assume had been the Horseman's words before he rode off into the hallways.

"I don't fancy myself much of a hero," he admitted, leaning a bit closer as if entrusting Dealla with all of his secrets. "But I do like mystery."

A glance behind him told him that Jack and Jake were still close by, still hovering mid air, and it would have been easy for Ruka to make the decision for them to follow the Horseman. Having pressed himself against Jack for comfort, Jake didn't seem like he was going to go anywhere without them, and if Ruka knew his brother as well as he thought he did, he assumed that he was certainly not averse to some adventure either.

Still, Ruka didn't feel like he was quite ready to leave yet.

"To follow a ghost and solve a mystery or to stick around for another dance with a Goddess?", he mused, voice laced with amusement, though the consideration was genuine. "Unless..." He hummed thoughtfully as he took a few steps back and towards his two companions. "You'd like to join me on this Quest?" A bright smile stretched his lips so wide it made his cheeks hurt.

Reaching behind him and grabbing the shaft of his broom, Ruka managed to hop onto it with as much grace as years of Fire Dance had allowed him to develop, and he gently ruffled the top of Jake's frog costume as he made himself comfortable in front of the young Hufflepuff, successfully sandwiching him between Ruka and Jack.

Steering the broom closer to Dealla, Ruka reached into his little pouch of glitter to pull some of it out and blow it in the girl's direction, eyes wide and excited. "It might be a good opportunity to learn how to fly," he suggested once the glitter had settled in her hair and on her shoulders, giving her outfit even more sparkle than there had been before.

"Well, boys," he said brightly towards Jack and Jake, slowly steering the broom towards the exit again, slow enough for Dealla to catch up if she wanted to. "I think I found us some pirates to hunt." He chuckled lightly. "Or something like that at least."

With one more look at Dealla, Ruka let out an excited laugh. "C'mon, Aphrodite," he called towards her, beckoning her to follow with a simple hand gesture. "Adventure awaits."

With that, he followed the Ghost out of the Ballroom, Peter and their Lost Boy still in tow.

|Action|
- Dragging Jack and Jake from place to place like dolls
[Permission to god mod given]
- Trying to steal Dealla away from her date by coercing her with pixie dust and the power of flight
- Leaving for The Hunt with Jack Burnett and Jake Morris
- Looking stunning in a dress with wings and sparkly tights

Stats
~ Stamina: 7 ~ Evasion: 9 ~ Strength: 4 ~ Wisdom: 12 ~ Arcane Power: 6 ~ Accuracy: 7 ~

Abilities
~ Muggle Condiotion ~ Advanced Casting ~ Perfectionist ~

Hanako's Morifying Outfit:

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‘She was a little dramatic one, wasn’t she?’ thought the fellow dramatic one. Who cares if his specialty was morally right? And her name? Like he’s ever going to use his energy to remember it after this. Seeing her correct him on her name had only encouraged him to say anything but her name. “ Okay, Marylyn ~” he sarcastically responded after her unneeded explanation finished while he followed her to her target. Still uncomfortable with how he was dragged into his situation, he was the one that nudged it in the first place. The figured the least he could do was see the drama unfolding itself between the 1st year friends.

Starlee, her name? Seeing what she was wearing had given Hanako enough explanation of the whole situation. A matching set of the stars and the moon? How adorable. At least it would’ve been if a little mix-up hadn't happened. What was odd was how they escalated it this much. Oh, who was he kidding? He would’ve done the same. He had to go through the excruciating pain of keeping his face neural instead of laughing like a mad man at Martyna’s realization of not knowing his name. Serves her right for asking him out on a date without knowing his name. Which was why he was unable to react before Small Star had interjected, insisting she also had a date. He loved how cooly she responded. To him, it seemed like a silent challenge of ‘ who was having the best time ‘. Was this what they said about the special silent language that girls speak? A heated battle disguised as a friendly conversation. A battle he wanted in.

He took a deep breath and showed the Small Star an innocent face that he used countless times to fool others into thinking he was what he appeared to be. In this case, not an a-hole. “ Hanako Tone “ he sweetly responded, silently hoping never to be called fish boy ever again. “ Forgive me for the late introduction. My Little Moon here was just hesitant on what she should address me as~” he softly patted the paper bag Martyna wore with a gentle smile. “ What were some of them, Martyna? “ He smiled innocently which meant a whole other meaning to Martyna but Starlee didn’t need to know that. At the moment he was just a loving date~ That’s what she wanted, right? “ Hmmm.. Honey because of my eyes? Dear because I’ve been one since we met~? H a n d s o m e ~ ? ” He sent a wink to his ‘date’ and held back from laughing. ”No need to be shy in front of your friend~. I’m sure her lovely date has some cute nicknames as well, hm~?” While he intended to embarrass the Moon, he was here to do the same to the Star. After all, he was only here to have fun. Not make friends. Even if he had to be this cringy lover boy.

“ Speaking of your date~ Where did he go~” he pretended to look around looking dramatically astounded that her date was nowhere to be found. An action that can be interpreted as something along the lines of ‘ you’re not convincing me enough~’. He actually didn’t know if she really had one but if she was previously friends with someone like the Little Moon, Hanako could only expect the best from her. And by the best, he meant playing a huge part in making his night entertaining. And by that, he meant making a fool of herself for doing the same silly thing his Little Moon was doing. 1st years are so fun to have around~.

She then subtly implied how Martyna and him weren’t wearing clothes that were as stunning as others, to which Hanako was tempted to nod and agree with much enthusiasm. Alas, talking about how bad his clothes were and put the blame on his butler was not as much fun as playing around with these two. With that in mind, Hanako fired her back with the same look she gave them with less guilt while wearing his plastered borderline creepy k i n d smile. “ I couldn’t agree more, friend~”. He wasn’t 6. Minor insults on stuff like his clothes affected him as little as none. But it might have not been the same for his temporary date. The two were friends before, right? Hanako knew first hand of the troubles that came along with calling someone a companion. While he wanted to spill drinks on both of these first years for multiple reasons, one of them was lucky enough to find him first.

Just as he was about to very kindly complement Martyna’s friend, a huge crash had interrupted him and everyone in the Masquerade Ball. Their ghostly voice boomed the ballroom with terror and urgency that Hanako couldn’t help but…

A d m i r e their acting skills. Wow, they really went all out this year, huh? Getting a ghost actor to come in and start some friendly non-harmful in any mentally or physically way Halloween games to really get the students in the Halloween spirits. And the best part? THE CAT WAS GONE! HORAH FOR HIS EMOTIONAL ALLERGIES! Hanako got enthralling chills and glee from the performance and the disappearance of that drat ghost cat that he almost clapped until his eyes set themselves on a certain tall blondie.

He heard it took a total of 5 seconds to completely flip your emotions to another, enabling the brain to completely change its train of thought depending on the present. Well, the moment he saw Percival dancing lovingly with that two-faced little shit @Opeila Winters he felt something else crashed without leaving traces like that ghost actor when he crashed into the ballroom. His heart maybe? The ghost actor crashed in the ballroom sure but he hasn’t actually broken anything. The glass shards turned into puff smoke the second they fell on the floor and disappeared without a trace. The same could not be said for Hanako’s facial expression as he blanky stared at the...couple.

Was he just like these two idiotic first years? When had he misunderstood Percy wanted to go with him? Feeling more complex emotions arising, he hastily snatched Paper Bag Chan off Martyna’s head and placed it on his own, completely shielding the face he didn’t want to show anyone at the moment. And that was the face of someone’s heart that has been broken into a million pieces. Thanks a lot ( @Percival Rainwood )

At the moment he couldn’t hear anything. Not the incoming of the new knight that came to the Star’s rescue. Not that they needed to anyway. If this was chess and Hanako was one of the more powerful pieces she decided to use against Starlee, then Hanako’s chess piece had grown legs and started running off the chessboard alone before the other enemy could even make a move. He was too focused on keeping his thoughts to the bare minimum with the image of pee-pee pie and Percival dancing burned his mind just waiting for the scars to burn him deeper. But he did manage to send the purple-haired hero a rude gesture to show just how he didn’t need their existence at the moment. Fortunately, they had turned to leave and there left 3. An emotionally troublesome Moon that is now exploring her petty side, the Star that could lengthen an argument yet feel guilty about it, and an unknown fish boy that came to have fun and now is attacked by feelings he didn’t want. What would happen to their conversation from now? By now, the two should know something had happened to suddenly make the talkative stranger so... quiet. What’s clear is that he definitely wouldn’t be joining the 1st years if their curiosities got the best of them. Curiosities or petty competitiveness, either way, he’s staying. Just him and his broken heart.
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Abilities Perfectionist + Parseltongue

Open/Closed for chit chat

「Stamina = 5 」「 Strength = 3 」「A.Power = 8 」「Accuracy = 9」 「Evasion = 6」 「Wisdom = 4 」

Actions : Admiring the ghost riders acting. Celebrating the lack of cats. Getting heartbroken. Staying put
Mentions : @Percival Rainwood . @Opeila Winters . @Martyna Romero @Starlee Kennedy @Cassandra Ironwoods
Interacting : just him and his broken heart.

Stats: Stamina: 4 | Evasion: 5 | Strength: 6 | Wisdom: 7 | ArcPower: 5 | Accuracy: 8
Abilities: Lovely Creature
Action: Dance with Alexei, exit ballroom to follow the ghostly cat
Post Tracker: 1 2
Outfit

Interacting with: Alexei Petrov (@Anastasia Beckett)
Mentioning: No one
Closed to interactions, sorry

Silver fought the raging urge to scowl at Alexei as she heard his words. Seemingly a perfect gentleman, it was clear the boy's statement was practically dripping sarcasm even as he assured her he wished to keep dancing with her. She simply forced her features into a sickeningly sweet smile, however, and stared him straight into the eyes, a challenge flashing in her own. "Of course, любовь." Silver didn't really speak Russian, of course, and she highly doubted that Alexei had expected her to understand his words, much less respond with her own. However, her parents had been adamant that she learn the basics of the language as soon as the final agreements for Alexei to be paired with Silver for the ball were arranged, and her brief and hurried studies had included certain terms of endearment. It was always useful to appear knowledgeable, after all, and Silver craved the look of surprise she did not doubt would visit Alexei's face at her statement.

He led her into a spin, then, sparing her from having to hide the flash of annoyance that would certainly have come had she seen the wink he shot her. "Why red? It draws the eye, of course." She stepped closer to him as the music slowed, a warning clear in her eyes that this somewhat intimate gesture was not an invitation of any sort for him to get comfortable with his hands again. "How kind. And you? I see you wore red as well . . . it was to compliment my own colors, I assume?" She was just about to suggest they move to the middle of the dance floor, make themselves seen and admired by all, when a deafening crashing noise came from one side of the room. Snapping her head around to face the sound, Silver watched, face not betraying her newly hammering heart, as a ghostly horseback rider burst through the windows into the grand ballroom.

"Time is running out!

Something terrible is creeping about this castle, and if no one stops it, tragedy cannot be avoided.

If no one steps up to face this challenge, we are all doomed.

Follow the graceful apparition to find the riddle's first piece - and if you need my help, call my full name."

Her eyebrow quirked, Silver turned back to her date. "It seems we have some sort of a mystery event on our hands." A part of her brain went to the possible dangers following the "graceful apparition," which seemed to be a ghostly cat, could pose, but the rest of her refused to acknowledge it. The real question was, after all, whether it would be suitable for her to partake in the event. Her mother would insist she stay and dance with Alexei, but Silver figured she had already done this for far too long and besides, it was clear that the attention of the room was now spun too deeply around the ghostly rider to pay any mind to Silver and Alexei's dances together, no matter how impressive a couple they may appear to be. So, with the need to continue forcing herself to stay in Alexei's presence gone, Silver could only conclude that the best course to take now was to follow the cat and solve the mystery. The Ventresses never backed down from a challenge, after all.

Barely glancing at Alexei, she abruptly said, "I'm going to solve it. You can come along if you wish." Without waiting for a response, Silver spun on her heel and strode purposefully out of the ballroom.

*любовь = love

Mentions : @Nico Shymane, @Erin Ryan, @Kyle DeRook
Interactions : @Ruby Cazares, @Santario Martin

For Moderation :
Actions: Notices the horseman. Casts Expelliarmus at Santario
Abilities: Lovely Creature
Stats: Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 8 | Strength: 5 | Wisdom: 9 | ArcPower: 7 | Accuracy: 9|

Closed to other interactions
Interacting with @Martyna Romero & @Hanako Tone
Mentioning @Elizabeth Isaacs as Emile LeDoux
Post Tracker X | X | X | X

'Ha.'

Starlee watched smugly as Tina's face fell when Starlee mentioned her... well... 'boy' who was certainly much more of an acquaintance, if you could even call him that since she had never even talked to the boy. Tina was certainly too gullible for her own good and Starlee planned on using this to her advantage. What she hadn't expected though, was Tina's attacks on Starlee's makeup. Tina knew that Starlee had no idea how to do any sort of makeup, like work the minuscule pencil that was for eyeliner, or how to not choose clownlike colors for her eyeshadows. And blending? Starlee had never even heard of it before.

'Low. Tina is so low.' Starlee was absolutely seething. She had never felt this angry before. And she really didn't know what the heck to do about it. 'Fish-man' had decided to introduce himself... finally... as a Hanako Tone. Hmm... Nah, Fish-man had a lot more of a ring to it, she decided. Plus, there was really no way Starlee thought she would ever see the boy again, so whatever he said really didn't matter.

Well... or so she thought. “ Hmmm.. Honey because of my eyes? Dear because I’ve been one since we met~? H a n d s o m e ~ ? ” Anger was apparent on the little Slytherins face. These two had just met, Starlee was sure of it, but for whatever reason, these little pet names were getting under her skin. Maybe it was the fact he was so... nonchalant about everything? Like it was some sort of game? And Tina's smug looks weren't helping.

They were swiftly interrupted by the Knight, and Starlee was full-on expecting both Hanako and Tina to continue their taunts. However, Tina quickly dashed off to follow the knight, curiosity in her eyes. Hanako, on the other hand, looked... bad. She felt certain he was just a random guy when he didn't follow Tina, but something was also off with how he stole bag Tina's paper bag and put it on himself. Oh well, her beef wasn't with Hanako... but with Tina. She quickly snatched her fake wand off the table, took a final swig of her punch, and ran after Tina.

Starlee would be the first to solve this mystery, she was sure of it. Minimally, she would beat Tina.

Action: Scurrying off after Tina to The Hunt

Interacting with @Dealla Prince
Post Tracking: One | Two | Three | Four | X
Open only to Ileen

There would be no verbal response from him when she questioned his response on the topic of how he had learned to dance, he just offered a slight shrug and continued to dance for a little while longer. Once again, her words seemed to mock what him when he said he had run into Ileen the night before; the creeping feeling of annoyance slightly entering the back of his mind. God, there were easier dates to navigate than the constant barrage of badgering he received from each of the vague responses he had given. This was half the reason he decided to stop the dancing and have them make their way over towards the refreshment area, the back of his mind still trying to wrestle their personality differences that were so blatantly obvious with the girl he asked out.

Inwardly, he wanted to have the best night of his short tenure here at the school. It'd been a rough time to try and find someone he could honestly feel attached with at the school, there were times of awkwardness between him and Dealla that made him think of what direction their relationship would end up folding into. When she had walked away a few short weeks ago and then eagerly accepted his proposal to go the dance with him, he felt, well, generally happy. As time passed though and their tense conversations never seemed to ease, even this evening, it started to question his thoughts once more. Clearly, it wasn't her, this was her, it was more of a problem with his own thought process.

When her retort to his comments about sweets was brought up, he once again didn't feel the urge to try and reason his explanations with her. As subtle of a comment as he made it, he figured she might pick up an undertone of a deeper meaning of his words, but, she once again would receive a shrug in response as his mood started to dampen. Of course, he couldn't help but things were going in a direction that he couldn't have put together at the beginning of the evening; he was just so excited to be with her, the expectation overwhelming. Maybe it was that, his expectations, that needed to be called into question with himself.

Thankfully, the distraction of the ghost barging through the glass window and reciting some stupid riddle for other students to drool over. This is what caused his reactionary comments to flow from his lips as easily as parting with everyone who ever tried to get close to the young second-year. Eventually, he'd speak up once more in what seemed to be more of a 'goodbye' statement, at least happy with some of the time they got to spend together, without the nonsense of the school distracting every minute of their night. This was when a trio decided to arrive and provide the perfect escape opportunity for him.

While twisting the wand through the digits of his hand, a boy dressed in a dress approached and greeted Dealla emphatically; they seemed close. This of course didn't bother Zykeal, those golden irises giving the figure a quick once over and then quickly moving on to look back out into the crowd as if he was searching for something else. The conversation that followed, even the introduction to the boy from Dealla was overlooked as his eyes wandered the patrons of the ballroom. Overheard words of conversation nagged at his ear as he looked on, the recounting of the most idiotic ghost stunt that decided to ruin a good night seemed a highlight in the story. Zykeal hated gossip. One thing seemed obviously clear though, the other boy was clearly interested and although something that resembled a slight bit of jealousy rose up for a brief moment in him... it was quickly suppressed.

Taking this as a good sign that he had fulfilled his obligatory promise that he had made to his date that evening, he turned slightly to the side so that he could look at the two of them, "You two should go have fun," he said, a smile pushed upon his features that seemed real to an untrained eye. Looking over to the de-masked Dealla, he nodded once, "Thanks for the dances," he said politely, "think' I kept my promise and you're in..." and he gave a side glance towards the boy, "great hands," he mentioned as he peeled his eyes back over towards the aquamarine eyes of the girl he had brought. Zyk would smile once more as he offered his parting to the date that he brought to the ball that evening, "See ya around Dealla."

Zykeal would take a step back then, offer a slight nod of his head and turn to head off into the crowded area of the dance floor, unsure if he wanted to just go wander the grounds to clear his thoughts or to find a loyal friend to possibly take his mind away from where it was. There was the slight thought that using her name would make her annoyed with him, it didn't bother him, it was just a foolish way to end the encounter with a childish twist. With his wand twisting fluidly through his fingers still, he made his way in search of something that could distract him. If he found nothing by the time he'd reached the opposite side of the ballroom, he'd make a cut for the door.

Action: Making his way through the crowd | Keeping wand ready
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 2 | Strength: 7 | Wisdom: 8 | ArcPower 9 | Accuracy: 7
Prodigal Charms Learner | Advanced Casting | Trunk

Hair ♥ Mask ♥ Necklace ♥ Dress ♥ Shoes

Reducio Languages: English in Green Irish in Blue French in Red

Reducio Plot Section: ✔ Insult Starpee Bully Emile Meet Florian Bully Mad Marty Post Tracker: xx

Reducio Ability: Fearless Stamina: 5 Evasion: 5 Strength: 3 Wisdom: 6 ArcPower: 8 Accuracy: 8

Reducio Interacting with: Mentioning:@Felicia Gatling, @Melissa Land, Emile LeDoux, My iNPC, @Starlee Kennedy as Star and Florian, @Hanako Tone& @Martyna Romero

That dress was ridiculous, and who was that...fish boy with Tina? Could the other girl possibly have gotten a date. That would be crazy. It seemed Liz had taken to long in thought and her conversation partners had moved on. That was fine though. The one girl, Melissa?, had decided to tell Liz off. Like it even made a dent in Liz's beliefs. And Felicia, who Liz had thought was on her side at least somewhat had also backed Melissa. Push-over. Liz would make sure to find Melissa sometime later to really give her what she had coming to her. But for now she was in need of a dancing partner.

It was a ball after all.

After having no luck looking for a guy or girl to dance with Liz decided to retreat to the side of the room for a break. She had caught glimpses of a male in the crowd with black hair and a pretty face. he looked rather rich and she guessed he was pure-blooded. He had a pretty girl with him at the moment though, so she hadn't decided to approach him. All of this had happened while she still drank from her cup of Pumpkin Juice. It was nearly gone now and that was quiet sad.

Liz's train of thought was interrupted by a loud sound of glass shattering. Liz looked around with slightly widened eyes, looking for the shattered glass. She was only met the sight of a ghost who had just jumped through a window. Seriously, what is wrong with this school sometimes? But it only got more interesting. the ghost served a message, albeit a strange one. Liz narrowed her eyes and watched it.

She immediately made up her mind to do this. She waited for a moment, watching some other kids dash out the door after something silvery, before deciding to join them. She walked out behind another blonde girl. Starpee again. Oh this was going to be fun. Maybe Tina would be there too.

Action: Leaving the Masquerade

Suit ✰ Bracelets ✰ Shoes

Reducio Languages: English in Blue French in Red Irish in Green German in Purple Veela in Pink

Reducio Plot Section: Meet Starlee Get Bullied By Liz and Florian Dance w/ Earl Post Tracker: xx

Reducio Ability: Comprehend Languages Stamina: 7 Evasion: 4 Strength: 7 Wisdom: 7 ArcPower: 5 Accuracy: 5

Reducio Interacting with: Mentioning: @Starlee Kennedy as Florian, @Earl Gray, @Leonard Oaksworth & @Elisabeth Erner as Rosa Swann

Emile had upset Earl. He would never forgive himself. His heart felt heavy in his chest as the two boys left him to go have a chat. Another feeling also rose in his chest as he watched the two converse in such close quarters. It was a twisting feeling in his gut that he couldn't quiet place. He felt tears prick at his eyes. he was eleven we must remember, so crying about something wouldn't be shameful right?

To Bethy (Elizabeth) it would be. And to Florian and Rosa. Emile let out a soft snort at the thought of the two. It was their faults he was in this situation in the first place. The young boy spent a considerable amount of time sulking and wiping stray tears away. Finally he felt better. He started to make his way into the crowd, just trying to make it farther away from the pink haired boy that made him feel so terrible. The two had never been upset at each other before.

He then ran into his worst nightmare. Someone he didn't want to see either. Stupid Florian. With his stupid hair, expensive suit, and unbearably cute face. It didn't help that Florian knew it and carried himself around with an air of confidence that only certain types of rich people could do. Bethy and him would make the perfect match. Emile should probably apologize for softly bumping into Florian, and his existence, but he wasn't in the best mood.

He had no patience for the stupid black-haired males antics. "Excuse me, jerkwad.", he mumbled the last bit in German. Hopefully Florian couldn't understand German. Emile's attention was quickly drawn to the crashing of glass, but it didn't interest him as much after he saw what had caused it. His current situation was too important. Otherwise he would've been all over that ghost, asking questions and studying it.

Action: Being Passive Aggressive

Interactions: @Heather Blair Moretti
Mentions: @Henry Knight
Action: Joining "The Hunt"