Summer Camp Spin the Bottle Group 5 Closed

Interacting with @Howard White
Mentions @Annie Morgan and @Bloom Silverton

Relief surged through her when Bloom agreed with the hug, claiming it was perfect. Phew. Everything was a lot less awkward after she pulled away, deciding that hugs were definitely the best option. Anything more might just be super awkward but she could manage a hug, right? Serena did like a good hug, she probably could hug a stranger too, right? That was probably the safest option. Though, most people were likely expecting kisses. That Black girl that her brother hung out with had demanded a kiss that was not on the cheek from Glen - which she felt a little called out by.

For now, though, she was relieved. And much to her own relief and sanity, she was completely unaware of the fact that Bloom was checking out her frickin' brother!

Serena was not exactly the most aware or knowledgeable when it came to matters of the heart. However, no matter how oblivious she might be about her own feelings and about the feelings others might have held for her, the situation here was pretty obvious. Annie's reaction, instantly getting annoyed with the pretty girl that had almost kissed that Dale kid, was pretty telling. Even Serena could see her feelings - or at least, was highly suspicious that there were feelings there. There had to be, right? Why else would she react in such a manner? The other girl seemed to have no idea who Annie was, so it was likely that they hated each other specifically. Maybe Annie was just doing it as Dale's best friend or whatever else she was reasoning but... it kind of felt like there was likely something else to it. A spark of jealousy or something, you know?

A part of her felt like saying something but what would she even say? 'Yo, do you have a crush on him?' Naaah, probably not the best idea in front of everyone. She coughed a little, trying to move on from the tension of the situation. Right! They should just play! That was probably the best idea, right?

Continuing the game, trying to move away from Annie's outburst at the other girl and hope everyone settled down, Serena grabbed a bottle of water, opening it after a moment's struggle. She downed several sips of the water, finding the whole thing was kind of just super awkward. Who came up with this game and why was it even a thing? It was so awkward. Serena did not know what was worse - kissing your friends or kissing total strangers. Either option sounded pretty awkward to her.

The empty bottle stopped spinning after several seconds, though. Lifting her eyes from the bottle, she followed it to see who it had landed on. Howard. Howard White. Howard frickin' White. Seriously? A lot of feelings flooded through her. Before Summer Camp, she would have happily considered him a friend - probably even a close one, even if they had not spent all that much time together. They had been through enough crap together that she always felt closer to those in her house by default. But after everything that was happening between him and Jake, she had no idea how to feel about the whole thing.

She still considered him a friend. But perhaps she did not know him as well as she thought she did. And she was not sure exactly how to feel about that. It was confusing. She did not hate him, not at all. But a part of her was a little hesitant, though she could not describe why she felt that way. They were still friends, right? She had forgiven him for everything, right? He was remorseful and that was the only thing that mattered, surely. Nothing else did. Then why was there a weird feeling in her that made her so hesitant about even hugging him? What was that something?

It might have been a lingering disappointment or anger or something from having her trust slightly broken. However, maybe she just did not know him as well as she thought she did and a part of her was just angry at herself for it too. Serena was trying to mend that. She could share a cabin with him without complaints, she could even throw tomatoes at him as a joke or mess around without hesitation or hang out with him as friends. But she was not sure what to do in this situation. Should she offer him a hug? Was that too intimate? Perhaps a handshake would be better till things were settled between them? But... would that seem too formal or awkward? Wait- he was not expecting a kiss or something, right?

AHHHH WHAT WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO DO? Why was everything so complicated? It really should not be this bloody complicated, right? It was just a stupid game. Everyone was kissing people, why was this such a big deal to her but no one else? It felt like she was making a mountain out of a molehill but that did not make anything even remotely better.

"H-hey," She managed to mumble out, trying to figure out what the heck she was supposed to do. Shifting her eyes to the ground for a moment before looking back at him, "So... uh..." She continued, seriously hoping he said something so she did not have to. Mostly because she was entirely unsure of what she was meant to do. Serena tugged on the sleeves of her outfit, tempted to just pull the hood of the onesie over her face to cover herself entirely and hide from them all. That would work, right? Probably not but ehh, she could hope. Sigh, realistically though... She could hug him, right? Would he think that was way too friendly? But they were still friends, right? Or were they no longer that close anymore? Her brain was making her overthink every little thing and she hated it.

Outfit of the evening

ACTION: Sitting there, confused as to what to do and letting Howard initiate

Interaction: @Serena Towers
Mention: @Falentra Black @Phaedra Stavrou @Glen Pope

Howard couldn't help the evil little smirk that came to his face as he watched Falentra interact with Phaedra. Although he was doing his best this summer to be a good boy her brazen actions excited the part of him that reveled in the chaos. It was something he had always admired in her and although no one could escape some insecurity her "give no shit" attitude drew him in like a moth to flame. Phaedra's snarky comments would only draw an eyeroll and a shooing motion from Howard's red eyes and clawed hands. Although it was tempting to pick a fight his mind was too absorbed in trying to get that damned bottle to land on Falentra.

Speaking of the little devil, there was no way Howard wouldn't notice her spin landed on a fellow fifth year, Glen Pope. A more mature mind would realize that this game was just meant for fun. To push people's boundaries and give those that might be shy a reason to break out of their shell, but the testosterone packed teenaged brain was a pretty stupid thing. As the pair shared a quick kiss on the lips Howard's expression would noticeably sour for a moment. The pang of jealousy that hit his chest could not be ignored. A more reasonable mind should have just taken the moment to realize he felt that way because he still had strong feelings for Falentra, but what was reason to fifteen year old? Two could play at that game!

Howard's long arms would quickly reach for the bottle and give it a spin. After landing on the exact same person it did the first round he would be quick to dismiss the rules and spin again. It really didn't matter to him who it landed on. Preferably a girl in his quest for revenge, but he hoped that his kissing anyone else would get back at Fal.

Oh the sweet gods of chance!

As the bottle slowed it would stop on no other than Serena Towers. Although his crush on her had long faded, out of all present none other could have been a better choice to get under Fal's skin. With a quick flash of the eyes towards his ex-girlfriend he would make his way over to Serena. However, as he approached another pang would fire through his guts, one of guilt. Not that he had done anything towards her to feel guilty about, but ever since she had approached him about his incident with Jake things had felt weird. For some reason there was apart of Howard that yearned for her approval. Probably a sign of her potential for leadership if she ever chose to pursue it, but either way he couldn't stand that she was disappointed in him. Hopefully time would ease the awkwardness and what better way to ease awkwardness than to play spin the bottle together!!

"Hey." Howard answered back as she shifted around. The tugging on her sleeves caused the hood of her rat onesie to partially cover her face. If she pulled away he would just lean in. If she did not pull away immediately his long finger would trace the outline of the hood, gently pulling it back. It would then glide across her cheek before resting under her chin. With a slight nudge he would attempt to draw her eyes towards his. Closer and closer the red irises would come as their faces drew nearer. A quick lick of his lips.

"Listen." Howard would whisper in her ear as he leaned down. If his finger was still under her chin he would let it slip away. "I know I messed up and I know you're disappointed in me, but I do hope you know I'm sorry for what I done and I hope you can forgive me." Beating around the bush was not his style. Although it might do nothing to ease the tension between them he would at least be direct about it and figure out where they stand. "Still friends, right?" Howard would ask before leaning away. Long arms would stretch wide as he offered her a hug.

Dale was very confused, and now a little embarrassed. Just a second ago he was blissfully kissing Angélique unaware of anything going on around him and the next he heard Annie's voice and felt Angélique being dragged away from him. Dale's face was covered with shock and confusion, he had no idea what was going on. He had forgotten just how strong she was, that flick would leave a mark . It wasn't until Annie flicked Dale in the forward that he came back to reality "What the-" Dale tried to get anything out, try to understand what Annie had just done. But before he could do that, she went on a yelling spree at Angélique. Dale just stood there awkwardly. He was finally starting to understand what was going on.. well kind of. From what he understood Annie must've had some kind of run-in with this girl, that explains the insults, but he had no idea where all this anger was coming from, this was the maddest he had ever seen her.
After she was done yelling Dale was fully out of his state of shock, but he wished he wasn’t because now he was aware of the stares from people, he was almost relieved when Annie grabbed his hand, again so hard that it would probably leave a mark dragged him back to where they were sitting before.

After they sat down Annie gave her ultimatum, Dale didn’t know what the heck he was even apologizing for but it didn’t really matter, he needed her to go back to normal. “Alright ok, Im sorry, My bad… uhh I should’ve… not done that?” Dale said nervously, he thought that was adequate, after all she didn’t exactly give him much in terms of what he was even apologizing for. He didn’t have any negative feelings about Angélique before, even after Annie blew up at her, bur that would soon change. Angélique’s response did not make anything better, her wink and line about jealous girlfriends made Dale even more embarrassed she then went off and said some… weird things to Annie, and even worse she said it loud enough to get everyone’s attention. Both Dale and Annie were thoroughly embarrassed

Dale didn’t know what to say, he was kind of still stewing over Angélique’s words, Dale wanted to believe she was just making stuff up, words to rile up the crowd and Annie. But a part of him wanted to believe it, Dale shook that thought out, “Nope… no way any of that is true, its some lies to try to draw attention” Dale assured himself. He was about to say something to Annie but she had other plans. She looked very upset, more so then she was a minute ago, she just got up and walked over and it looked like she was going to smash the bottle. Dale cringed a little, not because of her actions, but because of the looks and stares she was getting, he a little happy that she was drawing attention away from him. Dale groaned internally, he hated how things were turning out, he wanted this to go normally for once, he was just starting to enjoy himself but no, things just had to go this way. It was turning out to be a horrible night.

Before Annie smashed the bottle, she stopped and dropped the bottle, things were kind of calming down, and names were being called for another round of the game. Annie didn’t see to be having it, he couldn't hear if she was saying anything but she just got up and started to to leave, Dale tried to call out to her “Annie wait-” but she didn’t seem to hear him or to care if she did.

Dale was about to go after her but then he heard his name get called, great… just the the thing he needed. The only reason he didn’t keep running was because of the name that was called. It was Elena again, “weird” Dale said to himself. He forced himself to calm down, As much as Annie was on his mind, he was always one to think about the consequences of his actions. And leaving Elena without saying a word would ruin any kind of future relationship they would have.

If this was under different kinds of circumstances Dale would’ve made a joke about the game being rigged. But he was not all there right now. Instead he just kind of stood there, it wasn't until she said some words and leaned in for a kiss. Dale was hesitant at first, not sure whether to do it or not, last time he did Annie blew up,m but he couldn't deny that he wanted to do it, “Ah screw it” Dale said before he leaned in himself and kissed her. It was different from Angélique’s kiss, gentler, less violent. After she withdrew Dale quickly looked over his shoulder, Annie was no were to be seen. “I uhh gotta go back sure she's ok… Uhh we should umm, do this again later?” Dale said quickly and not really knowing what he said before he ran off and toward the way Annie went.

Actions: Quickly kissing Elena, saying something dumb, and then running after Annie
Interacting: @Annie Morgan@Elena Jangleton

Interacting with: @Howard White @Serena Towers
Mentioning: @Phaedra Stavrou @Serena Towers (Arjan Oberoi)

And again the bottle would spin for everyone. It was soon to be the Slytherins turn to spin, but first Howard. He had previously gotten Johannes, twice! It hadn't fazed her much, or at least she didn't see him as a potential threat. He was good looking, sure, and there was no saying in that the two wouldn't have kissed but there were people in this circle she had rather it not have landed on. Phae was one of them, if it wasn't obvious already, but the other was Serena. And if anything, she was at the very top of the list. The situation was strange. If someone was to ask Falentra if she had ever spoken to the sweet Hufflepuff, she would have replied with a harsh no. Because, well... she hadn't. But what she did know of the girl was that her and Howard was close at some point, and from Lestranges' side of things, they were more than good friends. It was enough to send any girlfriend mad at the time. Even now thinking about it-- seeing her sat just...right there made her blood boil. Fal and Howard were no longer a couple, so in reality he had every right to kiss whoever he wanted! But Falentra was just no built that way. She could not process him being with anyone else. There was nothing wrong with being protective and a bit possessive of someone, but being extremely possessive was..well... her most toxic trait. And it was about to be shown to the whole group.

The bottle spun for Howard, slowly. Maybe even slower than it normally did, or was it because she was watching so intensely? No─ Falentra froze in her seat. She could have sworn her heart had even stopped for a minute too. It had landed on no other than Serena. There was no way. The game was rigged, surely?! Out of every girl here it had to be her!! The Slytherin's mind raced and right now, she had wished she hadn't kissed Glen. The look Howard had given was enough to know it had gotten to him, so who's to say he was going to give her some payback? Rightly so. But! But that wasn't the point! This wasn't fair, not now that it was happening to her!
With every bone in her body, she tried her best to control her breathing that became heavy and her body that twitched with the jealous and anger that was already starting to brew, though in honesty, it was ready to be served right now if things progressed. Which... they did.

Falantra chocked up as she swallowed hard, and her eyes couldn't separate themselves from Howard as he moved in close. For a split second, they looked over to Arjan. Was it a cry for help or was it her seeing if he had reacted at all to the situation? There was Phaedra who she wanted to look at too. No doubt she was enjoying Falentras vulnerable reaction to all of this. Though to be honest, this was the only time Fal didn't so much as care that her emotions and feelings were on show. At least it showed she had then, right? Anyway. Right now she was too focused on what the hell Howard was playing at. He knew she didn't like her, right? Yet he continued on with a raise of a finger to her chin. She remembered the times he would touch her like that and-- well it was just enough for her to flip. There was no way in hell she was going to let them kiss. Or even if they wasn't, she just couldn't risk it!

Within seconds the Slytherin had jolted from her seat. No hands went for her wand but rather straight for Serena. She let out a growl and her body would fall in the pairs direction. While one had aimed to push Howard out the way, the other focused on gripping the hood of Serena. ''Hey! You bitch!! What do you think your doing, eh?!'' If she succeed in tackling the other, her body would tower over Serena and the same hand would hold a firm grip on the fabric of her clothing. The other, if also succeeding in pushing Howard aside, would return with a powerful swing, bringing it straight down to that pretty Hufflepuffs face. She wasted no time here. ''You don't'' Her hand would raise back to the air. ''touch'' It lowered once more to give her another hit to the face. ''whats not yours!'' There was no tone to describe how mad or insane she sounded. She was in a fit of rage that there was no escaping. At this moment, nobody could calm her.

She just knew she had to act quick. Howard was sure to get involved at any given minute, maybe even Arjan, or Phaedra? Every action she preformed had to be given with perfection. She had to carry on...make her pay for...-- Well, Serena had done absolutely nothing wrong. She had looked so innocent and timid in the situation but... NO! Falentra couldn't see it any other way. She wouldn't let herself.

The same hand that had her pinned to the ground would bring her petite frame up to her own, now being face to face. Her dark hues spectated the cuts and blood that trickled down her face. She had to admire her work before someone got involved after all. ''He's mine.'' Speaking in a harsh tone, and holding a cold stare, Falentra would release the grip, allowing the other to fall back down to the ground.
Her fist bloody and aching from the shear force would hang loosely by her side, now only waiting for someone to drag her off, feeling somewhat satisfied.

OOC: Serena has agreed with Fal going ahead with the violence. I'm so sorryyy ilu Feel free to dodge, or attack back!
Also, Howard. Feel free to avoid Fals push/grab her and stop her-- but maybe after one punch? pls? heh
Anyone else in the group can also get involved, but if you are to come in contact with Fal, please prewarn! I won't mind, but just give me a heads up just in case. Phae, I already know you will so no worries. ;p

Outfit

STAMINA 𝟩 . WISDOM 𝟣𝟣 . EVASION 𝟫 ARCPOWER 𝟣𝟣. STRENGTH 𝟧 . ACCURACY 𝟣𝟤

Action: Pushing Howard out the way, Attacking Serena with all her might.

August 28th, 2021

The kiss wasn’t bad but then again, she didn’t know the guy so there was no real emotion in it. Irina hadn't met the person before yet she was playing the game by kissing whoever the bottle landed on. There was no feelings that she gained from kissing them and she really couldn’t care less who it landed on. If the person wanted to flirt with her than so be it, they could do all they wanted and it wouldn’t make a difference. Relationships, particularly romantic relationships needed to caused by more than just a kiss in Irina’s mind. They would have had to be close friends before dating ever came into question. Someone like Nate for example, not like she had any feelings to him though.

Turning from her thoughts, she sat back down in the circle to await another person to kiss. Watching others spin and either kiss or hug. It was an odd game that had her questioning how she got involved. Two people had spun and decided what to do when the bottle was passed to the same guy she just kissed. Wondering who he would spin she watched as he spun the bottle and it landed on her, again!

What were the odds that he would spin her two times in a row? Very low probably since there was a decent amount of other people in the circle. Had he spelled the bottle to be able to kiss her again? Or was it just luck? Whatever the reason, Irina didn’t care, she was here to play the game and kissing him again seemed to be what she had to do. Even if she was impassive on the inside, her outside was different. A practiced smile reached her features as she moved over to him again.

When he spoke in a teasing manner she tried not to roll her eyes, this guy was most definitely a flirt. Responding, she said in the same tone her used, “It definitely does seem like that Mr. Flirt.” Irina noticed how he teased her a little bit so she decided to give him what he probably wanted, A longer kiss. As he moved closer to her, she placed her arms around his neck and put her lips on his for a much longer kiss.

Action: Kissing Arjan on the lips, again

Interacting with @Falentra Black @Serena Towers
Mentions @Glen Pope @Howard White @Annie Morgan @Dale Kurt & @Santario Martin as Angél

Well, that was unexpected. The kid that couldn't even bring himself to kiss the tamer Serena suddenly found courage in himself with Falentra. Somehow. Phaedra rolled her eyes. How on earth was that girl managing to get people to put up with her? She couldn't ponder it for long, because more bickering began at the opposite end of the circle. Phaedra rested on her hands and listened.

If Phaedra remembered correctly, Annie had kissed Arjan. Moral (and hygienic) questionability of a kiss-free-for-all aside, Phaedra wondered what exactly the problem was with Dale doing the same with the Beauxbatons girl. Annie seemed a bit hypocritical here, but perhaps she did have a leg to stand on. Who knew. Definitely not Phaedra. Regardless, the Ravenclaw sat with a propped chin, thoroughly entertained by the theatrics. It lasted all of one minute before the pair left the circle.

However, this meant Phaedra once again went without a kiss this round, but it wasn't like she was particularly looking forward to it with Annie. She knew Serena for Merlin's sake, and prefect meetings did not need to become any more awkward than they were already. “I'm going to re-roll, if no one minds,” Phaedra said when the circle fell quieter again. Never in a million years did she imagine herself willingly doing this, but the worst possible spin was long out of the way.

Fate couldn't laugh in her face the entire night, could it? She certainly wanted to believe so. But right on cue as if the universe sensed they all needed a little more excitement before retiring for bed, Falentra suddenly jolted from her spot and sprinted across the circle like a madwoman. Phaedra yanked her outstretched hand back to safety so the delicate fingers wouldn't get trampled, brown eyes cutting like daggers into the back of the Slytherin's head. “Excuse you.” For possibly the last time for any of them, the bottle lay limp on its side, untouched. So much for that re-roll.

Her initial thought was that Falentra was aiming for Howard's direction. It was only the most reasonable thing to do aside from doing nothing at all. Attack the unfaithful man if that was the issue—not that Phaedra was aware of the circumstances that led to their break up—not his unaware side piece. That was just pitiful. Craning her neck to watch the interaction with a shit-eating grin, it soon vanished into that of abject horror. She had been wrong. So exceedingly wrong.

Never having fought with fists herself, it took a brief moment for the witch to put the pieces together. The image of Serena in the grass had been enough: Falentra had punched her. For some damned reason that Phaedra could not wrap her head around, Falentra had laid a hand on the innocent Towers. A shriek, hoarse in the shock of the situation, left Phaedra's lips in concern of the girl that had once been a best friend. She'd warned Glen about her nature, but this was unforseen.

“...HEY!”

Phaedra shouted after fully processing. She had a feeling it would come down to herself scrapping it with Falentra by the end of the night, but not like this. Her limbs kicked into gear before her brain could and she jumped to her feet, seeing red. Screw the wand. Phaedra moved on auto-pilot before she could consider it and found herself within prime grabbing distance. “You crazed bitch.” Was such behavior professional? Absolutely not. But this had all gone on for long enough.

x──────────────────────────────── Attempt to yank Falentra away from her ex-best friend by the hair. Actions were agreed beforehand. Of course, anyone may feel free to dodge/prevent her, she has 1 STR after all. And sorry bystanders if this ruins your fun…it’s been a long time brewing IC for us.

Reducio But imagine the jeans as dress trousers of a similar fit.

Interacting with @Howard White and @Falentra Black

Serena swallowed, suddenly feeling more nervous as her fellow Hufflepuff approached. She looked down a little as his hand moved towards her, unable to look him in the eyes but unsure of where else to really look. She felt her hood being pulled back. What the heck was he up to? She managed to mumble out a 'so uhhh', trying to figure out what was going on. He lifted her chin, causing her to swallow but look him directly in the eyes. Wh-

He was getting closer. She pulled back in her shell a little instinctively. Not enough to step away but clearly hesitant as to where this was going. He was not going to kiss her, was he? She could not tell but he was awfully close to her. She should just step away, right? Mild relief surged through her as his face moved past her lips to her ear. Despite that, she stayed frozen on the spot as she listened to him. He was apologising? He... He knew.

She had not wanted him to feel bad or awkward, by any means. The situation had been nothing to do with her in the first place, he did not owe her an apology. That did not stop the fact that something felt off about their relationship since, though. As he pulled away, stretching out his arms for a hug, she exhaled.

Serena had no idea how long she had been holding her breath but she exhaled in relief nonetheless. How long had her chest been pounding? Oh gosh, it was so loud. Her eyes stayed on Howard. She did not know what it was. Was she actually disappointed in him? She did not know. The whole thing had left her a little confused. This... helped though. A small smile crossed her lips, about to say yes and hug him in response. The tension between them seemed to dissipate by his words. Well, almost. Unfortunately, before Serena had even moved, she felt herself being grabbed. And screamed at.

It was not long till Serena would feel the impact of a fist smashing into the side of her face. Randomly. It hurt. Far less than being hit with a bludger, of course, which she was pretty used to after taking so many hits from one before falling to the ground. But it still frickin' hurt. She hissed slightly from the impact, the force suddenly hitting her. It was unexpected. She staggered backwards, catching her face in her palm.

"What?" She managed to get out after an 'argh'. What did Serena think she was doing? Well, trying to mend a frickin' friendship. Was that such a bad thing? Apparently, it was worth getting punched for. Damn, Howard's friendship must be some weird exclusive club. Serena stopped to stare at this girl for a moment, trying to figure out what the actual fuck was going on. Her gaze fell onto a chick that she didn't really know. Who the hell was she- Oh wait, uh something Black? Right. They shared classes together. She could not really recall having particularly spent any time with her. Oh, wait, wasn't this one of Desmond's friends?

Serena was about to continue to ask questions, like what the hell the girl's problem was. But the girl continued to rage. What. The. Actual. Hell. Serena heard the words coming out of Black's mouth and lost it. She was not the type of person to necessarily get violent, especially to fight for herself. But she could not stand the crap that was coming out of Black's mouth. The hypocrisy. She had no idea what had happened between the pair but she made it sound like Howard was her frickin' doormat and it pissed Serena off. There was no justification as to why she was being dragged into this.

Stepping forward, she drew back her noodle arm to attempt to hit her back. She was furious. The truth of the matter was that she had no idea what the situation was between Falentra and Howard and if she had been calm, she would have tried to figure it out. They could be dating or had a misunderstanding between them or this was all part of some ridiculous plan. She had no idea. Calmness, reason and logic were not things that were happening at present in any case. She went into fight mode.

But before she could move, she felt someone restrain her. Within moments, she was pulled back and held by someone. Struggling against the arms were not helpful, the person was clearly stronger than she was. Their grip was way too tight but she stayed focus on Black for now. She heard a whisper as he muttered some words into her ear. Clenching her jaw, she fumed. He said something about stopping and staying quiet. She could no longer be speechless, though. She was tired of just being quiet. Des could hold her back but he could not stop her from talking. "I DON'T CARE. I DON'T FUCKING CARE, DES," She screamed at him, furious with him about the whole thing and the fact that she was being silenced and stopped when she hadn't done anything wrong.

"People are not your fucking property," She fumed at the girl, glaring daggers at her. If only looks could hurt. If Black thought she owned Howard - or anyone else, she was wrong. Serena was not here to get in the way of their relationship. If she had known he had a girlfriend who would have been angry at him playing this stupid game, she'd have refused to play it with him. If she had thought Howard was doing this whole thing to annoy his girlfriend/crush/whoever she was to him, Serena would have been the first to slap him and walk away. She did not know what was going on between them, nor did she really care. But taking it out on her for literally just standing there and listening to his apology was not justified in her books. She did care for Howard, she did consider him a friend. Whatever that weird thing happening between them was temporary and it was nothing to do with this ridiculous chick. That was all that mattered.

Outfit of the evening

Roleplaying as Durmstrang iNPC Arjan Oberoi

Stamina: 15 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 17 | Wisdom: 3 | Arcane Power: 7 | Accuracy: 10
Abilities: Obnoxiously Strong | The Martial Artist | Spell Spread | Charmer

Interacting with Irina Afanasyeva (@Lavinia Cloven) | Mentions: Everyone, really

Arjan smirked in response to the pretty girl’s response. Oh, he was most definitely a flirt and calling him one was nothing but a compliment. Nonetheless, she seemed to happy to receive another kiss. So, clearly, his flirting was working and that was solidly enough. He moved closer to, wrapping his arms around her waist as she put hers around his neck, pulling her in. This time he gave her a better kiss, much longer than a peck. He had his priorities straight – getting as many kisses as he could here. This game was fun for him. Right now, that was all he wanted. Unfortunately for him, it kind of seemed like the others had a different plan.

His eyebrow quirked as he watched that White kid approaching his sister. She better not, if she knew what was good for her. Catching Fal’s gaze, he knew she was angry. Welp. He just wanted to have a few kisses but pft, it looked like Serena was going to ruin his fun again. With a sigh, he stood up. Arjan would have preferred to just sit down, flirt with the beautiful Beauxbatons girl a bit more or score some kisses with the other girls present. Unfortunately, when Falentra got dragged into this mess, he had to step in.

He was not one to overly care for others but she was someone he considered a friend. He would help her. Though, he much rather fight that irritating White kid than stop a little cat fight but Fal would probably get annoyed if he laid hands on her ‘precious’ little boyfriend. Ugh. Such a pain. Having friends was annoying and overrated. Nonetheless, he stepped up to stop the fight.

Without hesitation, he scooped Serena up in an attempt to pull her back and keep her off Falentra. He practically ended up lifting her up, dragging her back. Realising that she could still use magic if she got a hold of her wand, Arjan quickly grabbed his sister’s wrist in one hand before locking her other elbow too so he could hold her back but also prevent her from using her arms to throw any fists or use her wand. "You're done here," He warned her, making it very clear that he was not about to let her go. He really did not want to be in between Falentra and Phaedra but it was starting to look like he might end up there as he heard a loud 'hey' coming from the latter girl, who decided to step in.

His voice dropped into a whisper, "Stop making a scene, it's over," Arjan continued, wanting her to stop making a fuss or trying to fight, "We both know you can't win this, so just stay quiet. You're useless here. You're just making yourself look bad," He warned quietly, still whispering into Serena's ear, worried about the family reputation and how it affected him.

ACTION: Kisses Irina, steps in to stop Serena fighting Fal

Interacting with @Howard White and @Falentra Black
Mentions: @Phaedra Stavrou

She probably should have asked Black what the issue actually was. Her brain had stopped working though. Her head snapped as she heard a loud 'hey'. Phaedra Stavrou... The girl Serena had thought would be her best friend for the rest of their lives. Of course, that never happened but ten years ago, she truly believed it would. For a second, Serena thought Phaedra was joining the girl in coming for her. At least, that would have made some mild amount of sense. She had not gotten along with Phaedra in some years and the Ravenclaw had started to get closer to her brother - according to himself anyway. But Phaedra went for Black.

Her eyes flickered between Black and White Howard, trying to gauge what the hell was actually happening. She could not tell if Black was his girlfriend or just into him or literally thought he was an object that she owned but whatever it was, she also did not understand why she was being dragged into this whole mess. Her face bloody hurt and she was too angry to think.

In reality, she had no idea what she had actually done to Black. But the girl was clearly pissed off. If she was Howard's girlfriend, perhaps Black was the sort that did not want her boyfriend to even be friends with other girls. Was it the friendship that bothered her? Perhaps it was the offer of a hug? She had no idea.

With an 'argh' she tried to pull herself away from her brother's grip again but overpowering someone who was significantly stronger than herself was not exactly easy. It was almost like he was literally twenty times as strong as she was. She wanted to help Phaedra, in case Black turned on her but she could not free herself from this stupid guy's stupidly powerful grip. She could not physically attack her or reach for her wand or anything, "Impedimenta!" She called out as she flicked her finger, staring intently at Black.

Whether or not her spell hit was irrelevant (Falentra's choice if it hits or not). She struggled against her brother's grip, trying to overthrow him. She probably could have kicked him somewhere it hurt or attempted to elbow his face but unlike him, she was not trying to hurt him. He was not supposed to be involved in this. He did not need to be. But she could not get out of his grip through sheer physical strength. That was something they both knew she lacked. Serena was not strong. But she could do wandless magic - something that she had not actually told Desmond. He likely was unaware of her abilities - the advantage of not being a show-off.

It honestly disgusted her and made her kind of furious that the pureblood just assumed she could claim someone was hers like he was property. The mentality is what she would have expected from her brother and that infuriated her. It was likely, perhaps, because of Des that she was assuming Black had a similar morality to him, "If you have an issue with your boyfriend talking to other people, maybe don't go around kissing others," She added with a motion towards the bottle. They had all seen Black kissing Glen - in fact, she had practically demanded a kiss from him. And now she had the audacity and hypocrisy to be mad at this? She had no idea if they were dating or not in fairness. Perhaps they were not. But the way Black was reacting, it kind of seemed like they were and Serena was attempting to steal him away or something.

Outfit of the evening

OOC: Sorry for the post spam. I deleted over 1.5K words T_T I tried!

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Interacting with: @Falentra Black, @Serena Towers & Arjan Oberoi
Mentions: The altercation | everyone kind of

When the bottle pointed towards the very same girl he'd judt kissed, Glen groaned. Why? That was pointless. He really didn't think kissing her a second time would change anything – not that he really believed kissing anyone else would, either. She was kind of in the same boat as Serena now, for him, when it came to this game: He already knew he wasn't interested in kissing her. And wasn't doing the exact same thing over and over again and expecting different results the definition of insanity? Granted, one second time didn't really constitute as over and over again, but same difference.

Fortunately – or unfortunately – that became a moot point very quickly as the group descended into chaos and mayhem. He wasn't quite sure just how it devolved that quickly, but, uh... Had he missed anything? Serena had just been talking to that guy, right? “What. The fuck.”

It took a moment for Glen to reboot but then he jumped up to defend his friend – he did not want a repeat of the Lake party debacle – but Phaedra had already gone for Falentra. Seriously, why were girls always more capable and quicker on the draw in situations like this? (Or maybe that was just him...) Still, he wasn't a little kid – and a failure of a prefect – anymore, and he would be damned if -

Okay, now why was that guy [Arjan] getting involved now? Glen switched tracks to ignore the crazy for now and check on his friend first but since she obviously knew the guy – she called him Des?, weird nickname, didn't his name start with an A or something? But what did he know … Maybe they were friends, too? Still he would only narrow his eyes and wait to evaluate the situation better, grumbling a doubtfull “Sure you're restraining the right person?” at Arjan while keeping an eye on Serena and Arjan, just in case. Or maybe he should rather keep an eye on the bigger threat? After all, the other boy was only restraining her, unlike Falentra. He still wasn't sure about the sucking-out-souls part, but he could now understand the first part of Phaedra's warning, though it seemed there was far more danger of her ripping things apart than him.

Oh Merlin, was this now going to escalate into a duel? Summer camp was almost over, dammit. He should've known it (probably) wouldn't last. While he wouldn't draw his wand – yet – Glen would keep a tight grip on it just in case.

“She's got a point, you know.”, he would agree with Serena. “I mean, I've got no clue of how this game is supposed to work, but even I know that your reaction is waaayy out of proportion.” And considering that she'd all but challenged him for a kiss and not on the cheek, he really didn't think she had any leg to stand on. Nevermind the fact that people were indeed no belongings.

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Action: Kinda tried to jump in but Phaedra & Arjan were quicker xD;
Staring at the escalation in shock?

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OOC: wouldn't be an Hogwarts event thing without some drama XD