Interactions: @Alan Vanes @Howard White

Mentions: @Ami Procoppio as Maksim Preobrazhensky

Who could deny the marvelous smells of a barbecue. Matched by the sights of smoke traveling up into the dimming sky was enough to give Ella a buzz of excitement. Muting the intimidation the Hogwarts school attendees provided. Widely regarded as the best wizarding school in the world, or at least that was Ella’s perception. Before the brunette was of age, her parents gave her a choice to attend Hogwarts, but she opted to follow her older brother Nichlas. As time passes, she continues to wonder if that was in fact the right choice.

Ella would cautiously weave herself through the crowd in search for her brother. Many of the attendees she vaguely recognized from the hallways of Durmstrang. It put the girl at ease to know her school was represented equally, if not more so than Hogwarts. However, as time passed this was subject to change. She found Nichlas standing beside a boy almost as tall as he, a true rarity. She found Nichlas’ side, peering over at the boy with a charmed smile. Nevermind the fact his eyes the tint of flame, or the sharp ends on the tip of his fingers, and especially not the sharp teeth that were revealed when he spoke to Nichlas. What a lovely creature. Then she heard the boy speak before Nichlas introduced himself. Well, maybe not. Why must every individual be brimming with broody teenage angst!

It would not deter her from introducing a much needed pleasant tone to the conversation. “Who’s your friend, Nicke?” She eyed the older and taller Dhampir across them[Howard]. Then offering an introduction with a charmed smile. “Ella Forsberg, pleasure to meet you.”

As the boys’ likely carried on a conversation of little interest to Ella, where they would probably compare who could talk in a deeper voice, Ella’s eyes would travel around to other parties of interest. It did not take long to find a boy with curly locks, and darker complexion[Maksim]. More notable than his appearance, was the energetic enthusiasm he seemed to contain. Ella gravitated to this kind of energy, even if she would not be too keen on the boy’s spoken words had she heard. Her blue-gray eyes would linger on him a moment longer than the rest. But the girl was much too shy to approach a group of older boys by herself. This is where Nichlas would come in handy, but Ella would elect to hold off until they shed the dhampir.

“Nicke, I’m hungry…” She pleaded in a soft tone, her eyes flickering over to the tables. “A burger sounds good!” She beamed, in Ella language this simply meant: Will you go get me a burger while I kill this dhampir with kindness.

Interactions:
@Bridget Collins as Phylicia Stanwood
@Alan Vanes as Nichlas Forsberg
@Thomas Lestrange as Ella Forsberg

Mentions:
@Serena Towers

“Coming or not, Phyllis?” It was all Howard would offer to the red head before making his way back towards the grill, but he would only make it part way before another made their presence known.

The height of the boy marked him around Howard’s age or he was just really tall if he happened to be younger. The teenaged Dhampir would offer a forced smile as the other offered his witty remark. Cute. “Howard White.” He would offer his name, but no handshake or other gesture of welcome. Not really his thing. “From Durmstrang I assume?” Judging from his accent, name and the way he reacted to Howard’s swear, he judged it to be true. “Just heading to the grill.” He said as he nodded in the direction of the barbecue. Leave or follow, just get out of the damn way!

Howard let out a long sigh accompanied by an eye roll as a little ball of annoyingly cute fluff came to join Nichlas. She would however off a bit of amusement. “Oh...Nicke, huh? Howard asked the boy with a not so nice kind of smile. Poke and find out what happens, why not, this was becoming boring quick. “Howard White. I assume you’re related to this one?” He introduced himself to her with as much enthusiasm as he had shown her brother. “Now, I’m just going over to the barbecue.” Howard turned his head to the side to crack his neck in frustration as the girl complained of hunger. “If we all just go to the grill, we can all eat!” He wouldn’t wait for anyone this time as he shimmied past the pair.

As he finally made his way towards the cooking station something would cause him pause. That would be his own name. Following the sound his eyes would fall upon a familiar face. Their eyes wouldn’t meet just yet but it was definitely Serena Towers. Thump thump. What the heck was that?! Howard’s heart had skipped a beat. The two had never been really close but years spent passing in the common room and sharing classes had lead to an acquaintance. Was it the summer sun? Or perhaps seeing her out of Hogwarts uniform? Whatever it was, the maturity they achieved over this last year shone her in a different light.

Howard cleared his throat and shook his head to clear his mind. Always one of confidence he now stood unsure of what to do. One step after another. Towards the grill he went.

"KarrGahr." The professor filled in the girl's question in between her greeting. "Nice to meet you as well, Milena! Lovely name." A smile lit up the woman's face as she pointed as the drinks she brought out for Maksim. "We have some different sodas, I can take some more out of the cooler. There's also water in the pitchers over there, sort of a self serve thing. Oh! I have some iced tea, sweet and unsweetened should you prefer either of those." Kateri returned to the cooler behind the stand and waited for the girl's response. She would wait for a response on which drink, grabbing whatever the student needed before leaning on the top of the stand, sort of a mock Muggle 'lemonade stand' look to it. Just a little less fancy than some may have made, Kateri was adamant it would have to be something quick to put up and take down. The camp setup alone was already a large task.

A wry smile crossed the woman's lips as she looked at both Saskia and Milena, giving them a small wave to come closer. She had stashed some extras away to hand out later should students come sniffing around for more treats, something on the cooler side. "I've got some things I wanted to save for later but if you two want to break into them now we could." A mischievous glimmer in the woman's eye twinkled as she bent down back into one of the other coolers put off to one side. Digging under the mound of ice, Kat let out an 'Aha!' before popping back up to the pair of students, her arms behind her back. "Pick a side!"

"Oh really?", he asked her wondering what shoes she would be wearing for the day and smiled lightly. "I want t-to show support whenever I can, possibly, th-there are just so many Durmstrang students," he explained and looked down at his own shirt that would display a badger and was colored in yellow. It was nothing Alan would wear at their school probably, since ironically red was his favorite color which just fitted perfectly. He could show house pride while wearing his favorite color. To compensate for the yellow Hufflepuff shirt he was even wearing his red sneaker who were slightly worn down at this point, but incredibly comfortable which is why he did not mind that much.

He nodded at her words and smiled carefully at her. "I'm glad t-to hear th-that it is fixed th-though," he would let her know and he truly meant it. He too, did not realize the difference between their interaction bur how could he? He still saw her as he had done the whole time. For him little has changed but he had been told by Santario in an owl that there were changes to her life ever since winter even though he had no idea about the details. "Did you sign up to any of th-the camp activities?", he asked curiously, before taking a glance at the camera in her hands. "Any new pictures?"

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@Anastasia Beckett [as Alexei Petrov] | @Ariana Walker | @Frost Cira | @Ivy Bellamy | @Amadea Campbell | @Rose Moon

As his lips left her hand, Lizzie looked down to the floor. She should not have been flattered at all. She literally did have a boyfriend and even if it was a fake relationship cheating was a big no in her books. She liked to stay loyal anyone that came across her path and that meant everyone including evil sick beings and people she was using for her own gain.

She brought a hand up to her mouth and laughed. "Miss Lizzie? You have no need to be so formal." She smiled, "and Angel? Oh I assure you I have been mistaken for an angel one to many times. It's getting pretty lame as of late." She shrugged her shoulders and picked up a slice of apple and put it in her mouth, "I am more human then you think I am."

More girls had continued to join them including another one of her tent mates, Ivy Bellamy. The girl that she wanted to have a good relationship but Lizzie had no idea weather it was going up hill or down the hill, "Hey, I wanted food and you were taking longer then expected with those damn shoe laces." She grinned but then lifted the bowl towards her face, "Want some fruit?"

The blonde waved towards all the other new comers. She did not want to seem rude as that would not be the case. It would most likely be because there were so many people around them that is was getting a bit over whelming and Lizzie could not handle it very well.

She looked around quickly and tried to spot anyone she could go to without being hoarded with people [specifically girls who just wanted a hot guy even if they were probably only just finishing their first year]. Lizzie sighed and widened and eyes and she slightly backed up hopefully slipping out of sight.

outfit reference

Trying to leave the conversation but probably won't [someone please grab her wrist or something i am begging on my knees here]

Summer Outfit

Reducio

Interacting with: @Caradoc Browne @Gargott Dunaid @Santario Martin @Alan Vanes

Mentioning: @Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood @Ileen Knight @Dealla Prince @Lizzie Verdine

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"Thanks Professors Browne and Dunaid." Sylvain said with curt nod of respect. He was thankful for them to be cooking jerked chicken kabobs, one of his favorite foods.

Walking over to the vegetable table for refreshment while waiting, Sylvain picked a cup of lemonade. As usual he wanted something sweet and sour to help quench the thirst he'd gained while walking around in the sun. As he began munching on some broccoli and a baby tomato, Sylvain spotted San and Alan standing by the buffet. His shades would protect him from the afternoon sunlight as he made his way over to them, while his cool blue floral patterned shirt would help keep him dry amidst the heat and sweat of summer.

Waving as a greeting, Sylvain let out an exuberant, but gentle "Happy Summer Alan!" and to San he said "You look great, I love the necklace!" He smiled a toothier grin than his usual lip lifter. His tent really was a fantastic fit for him so far, and he was already feeling excited to get back to it. Although he had come to the BBQ in hopes that he could sit with Dee and Ileen to talk about the rest of summer camp, the joy of having a tent to retreat to if he was overwhelmed filled him with a certain glee.

Seeing the camera in her hands, Sylvain decided to ask San for a picture. "Mind if I get a picture San?" He did his best to look cool, but he was definitely still a nerd. "I'm waiting for Aida, Dealla and Ileen. Mind if I hang out with you two until they get here?" His plan wasn't to intrude, but rather he wanted to be near people he had at least met before.

He saw Lizzie from across the tables and waved towards her calmly. Maybe she saw him, maybe she didn't.

Open to Interactions, but please Owl me or message me on discord if we've not RP'd together before.

@Rose Moon

Interacting| @Alan Vanes | @Sylvain Indarys
Mentioning| @Thomas Lestrange
Open to interactions

As she brought the camera to her face to start taking pictures again, it didn’t surprise her that it found one of its favorite subjects. As she rotated the lens just slightly for focus, Reaper in casual attire was suddenly there. Going over and saying hello was tempting, but social etiquette dictated that she stay where she was. A few photos were taken of many different people as Alan asked her if she had signed up for any of the camp activities. Looking over at him, she thought for a moment. “None of the active ones. I’m not in the Capture the base or chess game. I might go to spectate, but I don’t plan on playing in them. How about you?”

Just as she lifted the camera to her face again, Sylvain greeted them and complimented her outfit. It was appreciated she thought this outfit was actually quite cute considering most people here saw in her in t-shirts, jeans, or school robes. As he hammed it up for his photo, she took it before wrapping its red band around her wrist and holding it in her left hand resting on top of her bag. “Thank you, Syl!” She smiled at his compliment while he mentioned waiting for some people, only one of the names she vaguely knew as someone from her house.

“No, no, I don’t mind at all. We were just talking about if we were signed up for any of the activities this summer. I’m not participating in any of the active ones, but I will probably be there for photos.” She gave him the too long didn’t read version of what she and Alan had just talked about. Santario adjusted her stance so that they stood more in a triangle formation, allowing for a better flow of conversation.

Outfit | Camera Bag

Mentioning : @Eyre Reeves @Lizzie Verdine

I'm going to be honest, Selene was not- and will never be a morning bird. Never, that's just crossing the line. If somehow you find her waking up before nine in the morning, especially during summer. Either she's been used or possessed, both are the same. Summer was supposed to be fun for Selene, she's supposed to watch The World Of Gumball while eating Cocoa Crunch and having her morning milk-tea, ones that are not too sweet. Then she'll relax in her own-personalized bathtub, at least the good thing about her tent is that it has its own bathroom, it's the Ackermanns after all, what do you expect? Selene had to order and arrange the whole tent so it could fit her other tentmates. Either way, she was wearing very appropriate clothing for a twelve years old. While wearing some Prada summer-collection bag to match her look, hey, she was going to work as a part-time model anyways-getting used to the lifestyle and tight routine will be hard considering she attends the school itself. Selene sighed and rolled her eyes. God, summer might be a pain in the arse sometimes but you can't deny the fashion of it. This is the only time of the year she could wear swimsuits and no one would complain, as well as tending and gardening new kinds of flowers..unfortunately, this time, she was on her own. Her father? Why would he care over flowers? He already wilts not only one, but two inside the family. Her Aunt wasn't the type to tend the garden, rather she'd make the flowers worst, doesn't mean Selene cared for her any less. She groaned silently, every time she thinks about her father, it was either going to be a day that gives her a headache or an unremovable annoyance. Especially today, there was a barbeque event. Look, Selene may have a big appetite but if it's something that's similar to a hot-pot, she'll definitely yeet herself out. It was something that's known obviously. The only reason she was going to the barbeques was to ask Ironwoods regarding their family business and the annual family summer event-if it even happens this month, which, Selene slightly doubts due to how much the business has been going way busier than last July. Oh yes, let's not forget, the fourth of July-the birth of America land of The Freedom. Since her dad agreed to this whole summer- school event, she wouldn't be able to join her dad on congratulating the caretaker of the family's business in America.

Selene stretched her body, in feline-like movements doing little jumps before wearing her summer coat and cracking her knuckles. She looked and glanced at her other tentmates, finally searching for the young prodigy of the Ironwoods. The many students that joined were-unexpectedly a lot, some, Selene knew or saw once, let's see and investigate- Lizzie Verdine and other students, such as Rose Moon-the girl who ruined her nightgown, Selene should definitely stay away from the girl..but hey, why not do a little accident? It won't start a little controversy, just 'accidental.' Fixing her kimono-silk robe, tying it tighter in case something happens, she then wore her favorite bunny slippers, she can't-it's just torture to not spend a night without them.
Of course, they're not the only ones and are definitely limited edition. It just adds to the girl's charisma as well as beauty brewed with cuteness, ah, how she loves potions but also despise knowing she can rule the world with it, with just little doses of potions-she had the money all she needed was the process...and the authority of it as well. She might also just grow a greenhouse for the ingredients to make it easier.

Finally, Selene waltzed towards the crowd, examining the barrelque such a quirky name it had, an idiot would know it's some sort of a pun. Through the crowd, it wasn't hard searching for Ironwoods, especially with that 'Sundays-fishing' dad style of hers, might as well buy some beer or vodka on the way while catching fishes before throwing all of them out again just to catch them all again. Truthfully, Selene will definitely give Cass a makeover-one that works both ways, Selene wouldn't want to be seen with a peasant after all. Finally, she found Cassandra but couldn't help making a small comment once she heard someone calling a person, an angel-if it was directed at her, which, Selene definitely is grateful that it wasn't her-"Ew." She muttered under her breath making a slightly disgusted face as she walks through to stand in front of and find Ironwwods. Of course, grabbing some healthy punch along the way, she was thirsty after all. Her disgusted look faded slowly as she took a huge sip from the drink. "An Angel, can you believe it Ironwoods? No such thing exists in a human form, only masks..although me saying that might be quite the hypocrite." Selene said as a snarky comment, her other hand holding the tasty drink and grasping her robe while eyeing the barrelque. She might just ask for some snacks and fruits to munch on for herself later on in the night. " Also, don't get me wrong even if I mean everything I say except sorry- but you look like a peasant, peasant. Expect a makeover that works both ways."Well, good enough for both of them, Ironwoods was one who knows sarcasm at best-only that now Selene was saying the truth, just in the tone of sarcasm-making it more of a spitfire than she already is.

"Either way, I'm going to go and grab some grasp and more fruits from the barrelque-who knows, maybe one of our filthy rich kids might just want to sneak outside and get the whole tent in trouble." Selene mentioned as she looked at them straight into their eyes before turning around in a slight dramatic flair and finally seeing the one and only, Rose Moon-the nightgown ruiner. She took a sip of her punch while her lips curve into a smirk, as soon as she walks past them-she then 'accidentally' spilled some punch on her clothing, boohoo. She quickly turned into something worst than a straight-up insult, Slytherin knows how to hold grudges after all and they definitely know how to ake one. Selene quietly gasped, "Oh my, I sure hope those won't stain. At least it's not something burning hot this time, Moon." Selene said in whatever manner offended the girl the most, she eyed her other friends with her bright turquoise eyes-hey, she had a reputation for looking like the child version of Megan Fox-Beauty depends on the eyes of the beholder after all. As the sun finally comes down to sleep Selene took a sip of her drink as she continued walking to grab some grapes-she needed something sweet and healthy. Waving her hand at them while walking. "At least yours weren't Desmond and Desment collection, I'm guessing perhaps you don't know what brand you're wearing right now." Selene said she further walks away from them, she just wanted sleep.

{ Interacting with: @Howard White }
{ Mentions: @Thomas Lestrange & @Alan Vanes as the Forsbergs and @Bridget Collins as Phylicia}

"Ahhh, yes. Thank you!" Serena grinned at the adults, as one of them handed back the two plates of cooked patties. She could only hope that it was the right one. Staring down at the plate, she wondered if she ought to put it in a burger but... she had no idea what Howard would have liked. They barely knew each other. They caught pygmy puffs together once, and saw each other a few times around the school and... that was kind of it really? They had never really had a proper chat. But that did not matter. He was her friend, she had decided this.

She sighed softly, thinking about his outburst in the great hall not too many weeks prior. If he had been closer to where she was or if she had not been trying to take in all of the information herself, she would have hugged him. But he left early on and there was nothing she could really do to help. A burger patty did not really change that. Whatever upset him that day was likely still on his mind. But in the past three years at Hogwarts, Serena had learned several valuable lessons.

First she learned how terrible loneliness really felt. You could be in a room, surrounded by people, and still feel lonely. And that feeling was sad, and awful. For years, she felt trapped in the dark void that she had been trapped in during the camp out in her first year. It took a while but she learned her second lesson. She had never been alone. Not really. She had felt it, yes. But around her were people who cared about her. That was the thing about Hufflepuffs. They were never really alone. They were surrounded by love and friendship, if they just let it in. It was likely true of many houses or people but she only knew of the badgers, and how they would do anything to save their friends.

Smiling down to the plate, she nodded to herself. She would cheer him up. No matter how long it took. She would let him know that at least one person cared, that he was not alone. Grabbing the plate, she turned around and started to make her way through the crowd - stopping moments later. Howard was... right there. She blinked a little, expecting him to be a lot further. Last time she saw him, he was not near the grill, "O-oh. Howard! Hey! I- Uh. How are you? Oh! I got thi- This is for you! I think it's the same thing you were eating earlier...? But uh just cooked. I think. It might be good... to yeah... I thought you might like it... If you want it, I mean you don't have to but I- Yeah, it's for you anyway..." She mumbled a little awkwardly, looking down at the floor for a moment, unsure of how to really tell him that she thought eating uncooked meat was probably kind of bad for him, without really mothering him. The more she spoke, the more she realised that maybe she ought to have thought through what she was intending on saying. But the words spewed out of her mouth nonetheless.

Serena could be wrong but it seemed like a bad idea, "I- uh, I don't know if you maybe want to put it in a burger though? I- I was going to do that with mine so... I can... do that if you wanted?" She continued to mumble out, "Well we could go to together too!" She added as an afterthought, realising it was a lot better to just encourage him to pick his own vegetables or burger ingredients. She had no idea what he liked. Eating raw food was something he might have enjoyed...

Glancing back up at him, she spotted the group that he had left. Right. Of course. He was busy. She... did not think this through... "Oh... I uh didn't get anything for your friends... Sorry... I uh... Yeah... Uh... They can have mine?" She added, spotting unfamiliar faces. Awkwardly, she looked at her own plate, which did not really have enough for three people. It was enough for her but she did not really eat a lot. But she could offer it to them and get some more food. Though, she was kind of impressed that he managed to make friends already. They did not look like students from Hogwarts - at least, she did not recognise them. For him to know so many people from the other schools already was pretty impressive. She knew... uh, none. She had literally not met anyone except her tent mates until now... Offering both plates, she stood there kind of awkwardly as she rambled on, just hoping he shut her up soon.

Honestly, she had been so preoccupied worrying about the raw food that he was eating when she first saw him that she did not really look around to see if there was anyone near him. Now that she thought about it, she kind of recalled another figure being near him. But... not three. Well... This was awkward. She cleared her throat, shutting up after her mumbles as she decided it was far better to just be quiet than to continue talking. She must have looked like an idiot or worse, like she was judging him or trying to force him to change his eating ways or be mean.