TENT OF CHAOS

‟ Upon entering said tent though, both sides of the tent had two bunk beds and a single bed beside them, making it for ten people in total that could sleep there. Perhaps it was separated like that as a boys on one side and girls on the other side type of thing? The curtains were currently open at the moment but they covered all of the beds on either side, allowing them to be closed and used as a privacy/changing room when needed. Within the small section of the middle could be found the communal area for it's inhabitants, complete with couches, armchairs and a coffee table. To the back of the tent was a simple table for them sit at and eat if they so wanted to. ”

───────────────────────── ───────────────────── TENT RESIDENTS ───────────────────── @Adonis Thorn | @Aurelia Notrésvace @Dealla Prince | @Ileen Knight @Hanako Tone | @Opeila Seilun @Percival Rainwood | @Piérre Marchonné @Rafael D'Spacito | @Zykeal Lane ───────────────────── ─────────────────────────

───────────── Aspen Aurelia’s Great Horned Owl ─────────────

───────────── Loras Opeila's Brown Tabby ─────────────

───────────── Figaro Pierre's Bengal ─────────────

Finally! It was summer and they were free to decide what they would make of their summer for the next two months. They were fortunate enough to kick off the first few weeks of their summer break with the activity filled summer camp for the International Quidditch Tournament between Wizarding Schools. There wasn't anything really special about the train ride back to London, which Adonis slept through for most of it in a compartment filled with strangers to him. After arriving at the station, they made their way to the London Quidditch Stadium via portkey. It was quite exciting to travel that type of way. He had done it before being that he grew up in the wizarding world but it go to him every time and was an exhilarating thing to do.

Before they had left Hogwarts for the summer, Adonis had told Percival and Hanako to invite whoever to be part of their tent when they first received information on summer camp. He also sought after Rafael to invite to his group of people to tent with in which he told him to feel free to invite others, whom he later told him that he had invited Zykeal Lane and Piérre Marchonné.

Soon enough they had made it to the encampment and intently listened to both Heads of House's words, waiting until they finished to run off towards a tent in which he did exactly just that once they said the last word. Eventually, Adonis found a tent and it looked like every other basic makeshift tent from outside like all the others, of course.

Upon entering said tent though, both sides of the tent had two bunk beds and a single bed beside them, making it for ten people in total that could sleep there. Perhaps it was separated like that as a boys on one side and girls on the other side type of thing? The curtains were currently open at the moment but they covered all of the beds on either side, allowing them to be closed and used as a privacy/changing room when needed. Within the small section of the middle could be found the communal area for it's inhabitants, complete with couches, armchairs and a coffee table. To the back of the tent was a simple table for them sit at and eat if they so wanted to.

A wide grin suddenly plastered itself across his face as he popped his head back out of the tent, turning on his heels to face the others. "Look at this! It's so sick. Come on, come on!" Adonis gestured for all of those in their group that was currently with him to follow him inside.

Permission given by Dealla Prince to slightly god-mod in order to get them there

Ileen was excited. When Opeila had asked her to join the tent with a few other Slytherins she hadn’t been convinced first, even though she had been flattered. It had been nice to be invited to a group. When she had told Dee about the invite, the Ravenclaw girl had encouraged Ileen to accept it. According to her friend she should at least try to get to know her fellow students a bit better especially since they had wanted her to join.
Of course, there had been no way to separate Ileen from Dee so they both had decided to join the tent. She only knew a few other Slytherins would be there as well and she highly appreciated the support from Dee. It really showed how important Ileen's integration was to her that she voluntarily separated from her Ravenclaw friends to accompany the young Slytherin.

Ileen took a deep breath. She was determined to make the best of the summer. And with Dee and Opeila around, she didn't feel completely out of her comfort zone, even though it would be a large group.
She had mentally prepared herself for it and now she was actually looking forward to making new acquaintances and the funny experiences that would come her way. To do justice to her new resolution she had bought a camera from her savings, so she could take many pictures and capture the memories. She had it hung around her neck, ready at hand.

And now both first years made their way to the tent that would be their home for the upcoming weeks. “I wonder who else is in that tent. As far as I know there’s Opeila, she’s someone who causes trouble,” Ileen joked and glanced at her friend. “Thank you for accompanying me. I really appreciate it. Let’s hope we won’t regret it.” She laughed and pointed to the tent before them. “I guess that should be it.” With a last bright smile, she lifted the canvas. Dragging her suitcase behind her she slipped through the tent entrance. “Come on, let’s save the best spots for us!”

When she saw the inside of the tent, she could not help but turn around in amazement. “This is amazing! I love it!” It looked really cozy - and it was much bigger than expected. The beds, which were divided into groups of five, were on the left and right sides of the tent walls. In the middle there was a small communal area.
Only then she noticed the others who had already left their luggage there. She waved hello and gave Opeila a bright smile. “Hi guys!”
Her eyes glided over those present. They were almost all Slytherins whom she mostly knew from sight and a Gryffindor who seemed to be from a higher class. And then she spotted Perce. Of course he was around when Opeila was here.
A little smile curled the corners of her mouth and she raised the camera. "Okay, I think we'd better get an early group picture before we trash the place." She smiled faintly and then quickly introduced herself to the Gryffindor. "Hi, I'm Ileen. Nice to meet you."
Quickly, she looked around and her practised eye immediately caught the bed that was best suited for being in the observation position. “Oh, may I have that one?” With a few quick steps she reached the last bunk bed on the right end of the tent and threw her bag on the upper one. Then she turned back to her fellow students and frowned. Interesting mixture. Explosive mixture. It was probably better to keep an eye on some of them, just in case. She had to smile again - it would certainly not be boring. And it said a lot that it amused her.

@Dealla Prince @Aurelia Notrésvace @Adonis Thorn @Opeila Seilun @Hanako Tone @Percival Rainwood

Summer - finally.
Dealla had enjoyed her first year at Hogwarts without a doubt, even with several incidents she'd rather not think about too closely. But still, in the last few weeks after the exams, rising excitement had shown what the actual main event of the school year was: Summer break, and the camp that came with it.
While she wasn't interested in the main event of the camp, the Quidditch match against Durmstrang, even in the slightest, all the other activities plus the opportunity to spend a few more weeks with her friends outside of class and the castle, had made it too exciting an event to miss. No one could force her to go watch the game, anyway.

Dee had been fully prepared to go into a tent with her own friends - and invite Ileen to come along, of course - when Ileen had told her she'd been asked to join a tent by a girl from her own House, Opeila Seilun.
Dealla didn't know much about Opeila. She'd seemed nice enough the time they'd met during the tea bag making activity in the Courtyard, but apparently had a penchant for getting in trouble. Either way - Ileen could use a few more friends in her own house, so Dee had thrown out her own plans without a second thought and insisted they join Opeila's tent.

Dee's eyes glittered and she laughed brightly in response to Ileen's words. "Well, at least it won't be boring," she replied, eyes bright with anticipation. "Some trouble won't hurt, especially if we're not the ones causing it." It was nice seeing Ileen seeming this excited about spending time with others of her House. Except for the infamous Erik Dee had heard so much about at this point but never met, her best friend had never shown much interest in getting to know her House mates. For all Dealla knew, she had talked to more Slytherins than Ileen had.

Carrying her bag into the tent - after Ileen, for once, where was this uncharacteristic enthusiasm coming from? - she looked around with some appreciation. It wasn't the first time she'd been in a magically enlarged tent, although the last time had been with her parents, and the tent had been smaller than this. She liked the colours, she decided, and the warm and cozy atmosphere the tent emitted. The drapes invited a light, airy feeling, and looked like they might be closed to provide some privacy between different parts of the tent, which, other than that, seemed to be one big space.
Only then her eyes found the people who were already in the tent.

Dealla realized that it might have been a mistake not to ask who else would be living in this tent when she immediately recognized one of her new tent mates.
It was guitar boy. Or paint-and-glitter boy. She'd never actually asked for his name. Did Slytherin only have like five people in it? How did they keep meeting by accident?
The corner of her mouth twitched up in amusement. She didn't actually have that much of a problem with him, but it seemed that, judging from past encounters, he'd taken her offenses a lot more seriously than she had his.

But, never mind that now. Apart from him, there was Opeila as expected, two more Slytherin boys she'd never talked to, and a girl she vaguely recognized as being older than them - second year? Third?
Dee gifted all of them with a genuine, friendly smile that set her eyes sparkling - even the ill-mannered being among them. "Hi, everyone!" she greeted them. "Hi Opeila, hi guitar boy. Thanks for inviting us - or rather Ileen, I suppose, I'm just tagging along."
She followed after Ileen, and sat down on the bed below the one her friend had claimed. "I'm Dealla, but please just call me Dee, it'll make both of our lives more enjoyable. Is this all of us, then?"

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Interacting With: @Zykeal Lane @Piérre Marchonné @Aurelia Notrésvace
Mentioning: @Adonis Thorn @Dealla Prince @Ileen Knight @Opeila Seilun

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[font=Segoe Print]It was time for summer camp. Surprise-surprise, Rafael was already over it.

Call it the onset of tweenhood, call it the boy’s sourness towards the Huffles’ manifold seeker victories. Or, one could attempt to be more specific, call it his enmity towards Hufflepuff’s new leadership – it didn’t really matter, the means. The child had certainly been excited at one point, thrilled at the very idea of even visiting the London Quidditch Stadium, a magical place where sports and victories were achieved, as well as careers ended and reputations demolished. After all, being the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, who was he, to deny his feelings for such a revered place? It was a shame then, that now, standing upon the revered grass, he felt quite underwhelmed, as if a wave of solemnity had long since washed over him and carried away all his childlike wonder. There was no gaze of amazement, no star-stricken comments, no fanboy to entertain his two Gryffindor mates – the Gryffindor’s mouth was instead drawn into a tight line, his eyes hard and unamused as he walked smoothly through the passages of the Hogwarts Camping Area. The event just didn’t feel that exciting anymore. But at least there was a small reassurance – where there was new terrain, there was also new opportunity, and with new opportunity, new people to meet, trouble to find himself in. It was an exciting venture. It was also a tent full of people he didn’t particularly like.

Though, the boy would have no knowledge of his fellow tentmates, save for the lovely inviter and dormmates he’d invited – Adonis had extended an invitation to tent with him and some friends of his a while back, an offer that, at the time, had seemed too lovely to pass up. After all, Adonis certainly wasn’t bad company, and had proven loyal to the cause of liberating the school from the mystery that had latched onto its rocky foundations three years prior. Of course, it was farfetched to imagine that he’d accept an offer without terms of his own. It was his suspiciousness, he supposed, but it certainly did come with perks – Pierre and Zyk had been among the group he’d invited to tent along with him, two dormmates that he’d grown to appreciate. Even if one liked to howl spontaneously. And the other had tried to kiss his crush. It was okay, Rafael was a forgetful dude, and they were both awfully cool. The train ride with them had been quite awesome as well, as there had been plenty of talking, catching up, speculation regarding the outcome of the game. While the camp was no longer appealing, spending time with his friends certainly made up for the difference.

"Look at this! It's so sick. Come on, come on!"

The Captain’s eyes scanning the manifold tents, it certainly wasn’t difficult to find the one belonging to his group – the voice of their beloved host had rung out in the campsite, the Gryffindor’s eyes immediately coming to rest on the back of the Slytherin Second Year as he disappeared into the lovely [red?] tent. It looked like luxury was on their side this time around, he thought with a small grin. Straightening his shirt a bit – he was wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt, with sun-bleached jeans and the same grass-stained shoes he always wore – and checking his appearance to make sure he was handsome presentable, he nudged his dormmates, nodding in the direction of their location. “Guess this means finding out who we’re spending the next few weeks with.” Part of him dreaded the truth, it was true, but a part of him was intrigued. Was it possible he’d meet people that he’d grow to love? Hate? Would there be people he knew? If so, who? Would he dread his choices? Thank the universe for its unanimous dice roll? The thoughts were too much to bear, and anyways, he didn’t have a lot of thinking power anyways. It was time to stop worrying over it, and simply do what he did best. Investigate.

Upon finding the entrance, he preceded to duck his head at the flag, wrestling his red duffel bag through the small doorway, before looking around, attempting to put names to the faces that met his gaze. Adonis, as expected, was present, as well as Dealla – excuse him, Dee – cheerfully exchanging pleasantries with who he could only suppose was Opeila, though he’d have to look closer. It may have been Anastasia, or perhaps Ivy. There was also another girl, someone who he’d never met before, a rather pretty girl with long brown hair and brown eyes to match. Though he would only have a moment to register this, his eyes shortly meeting a more alarming sight. At the very glimpse of the Monster Hunter, awake and present, he sputtered, nearly tripping over his own feet, the grip on his bag tightening as he gaped in shock – “Aurelia? What the fu –“

He wasn’t sure what it was. Reflex, fear. The memories of her drugging him in the common room, after strangling him, breaking his nose, and using him and target practice for her dagger. The reaction was almost instantaneous – his right hand reached for the first thing it could grasp onto, in this case, a small wooden coffee table decoration to the right of the entrance. With stark, rather impressive precision, he released the object from his hand, effectively chucking it across the large tent, the palm-sized artifact soaring in a perfect arc for her pretty face – and at the very sight of impact, he winced, before clutching his bag and attempting to find a place to hide. Perhaps behind the changing curtains? Under a bunk bed? [/font]

Permission to yeet a piece of wood at Aurelia

Mentioning everyone

Interacting with @Rafael D'Spacito and @Piérre Marchonné | Mentioning: Tentmates

The enormity of the stadium that they had just arrived at was astronomical to Zyk, he had never been into something so grand in his entire life. There were always the footy stadiums he had passed by in the muggle world, but never, ever had he had the opportunity to be inside of one. Although he wished he could look upon everything in the campsite as they passed through it at the time, there were appearances to keep up and he just so happened to be accompanying two of the Gryffindor quidditch players, including its captain. Not as if that mattered to someone like himself though, Zykeal really didn't find the game to be all that enticing to him, even though he once thought he'd make a hell of a beater at some point. For now, though, he'd walk along the flank of Rafa and keep an edge of stoicism upon his features, almost as if he was paying no attention to the witches and wizards around them.

In truth, he was quite excited to be there for the few weeks of the summer they were allowed to attend the festivities. Although he was a little homesick and missed his mother, he couldn't help soaking up all the knowledge of the wizarding world that he hadn't been apart of for the entirety of his life before the school had sent a representative to tell him of the world he hadn't known of. Appearances were everything though, the demeanor of the group was set as hard-lined and Zyk couldn't help but adopt the appearance as well upon his features. On the other side of Rafa the other Gryffindor there walked the keeper of their houses quidditch team, Zykeal hadn't spoken much to Rafas' friend but the kid seemed nice enough and there weren't any issues between them in the last year.

While Rafa adorned the worst muggle attire that he'd ever laid his eyes upon, a Hawaiian shirt that caused Zyks golden irises to almost burning upon the sight of the thing, Zykeal would be dressed in a typical white v-neck and a pair of skinny blue jeans; it was the most neutral attire he could fashion up at this point. A few people had passed them as they wandered through the tent area, trying to find their own lodgings for the summer, that offered hushed giggles upon that of the Captains appearance which caused Zyk to smirk, but, it was the fact that Rafa would take no notice of these type of people in the first place that actually led to a bit of respect from Zyk.

Suddenly, he felt a nudge against his side as Rafa seemed to have noticed something. Looking into the direction in which he was referring towards when he spoke, Zyk nodded and rolled his shoulders a little bit while placing a hand down to check that his wand was still tucked neatly into the waistband of his jeans, "Oy' mate, this gonna be a laff this is," he chuckled a little as he followed Rafa and Piérre towards the opening of the tent. Following in behind the Captain and the other, he'd look first upon the dwellings of the interior and was quite simply shocked at the luxury and space of the thing, Zyk was still amazed at how magic could affect even the smallest things in the world like this.

A gaze was given to his new tentmates for the summer and there were a few he was surprised enough he actually recognized. Even a little nudge was given towards Rafa before he caught sight of Aurie and he whispered over with a leaned head, "Dibs on Dee", as he smirked over towards the Ravenclaw girl who seemed to be flanked by her best friend, Ileen. The biggest shock in the tent of course would be the monster hunter herself. The girl had once seemed as if she was going to use him as a play toy with the way she looked at him, but, thankfully he saw a little bit of a different side of her the night previous at the festivities in their common room.

Unfortunately, Rafa decided to do Rafa things as Zyk was about to head over and start to tease his Princess about having to spend the next three weeks with him, out of the corner of his eye he saw the Cap' splutter at the presence of Aurie and his bloody reaction was to pick up something off a table and chuck it at the poor girl, "Rafa, doo---," he managed to spew out, trying to reach an arm back towards Rafa before the object went flying out of his grip. It was like slow motion at that point, a comical stance of himself reaching out towards Rafa as his golden hues watched the object sail across the room, his mouth still in the 'o' position of the word he was trying to speak.

Adonis must've totally skimmed past her or something when he was looking through the tent because he definitely could not recall seeing the third year in there at first. Did this girl go invisible or something? She sort of freaked him out at first too when she came up to him, not expecting it all that much. Eventually, he was able to snap out of it and actually notice the girl for how she looked, which was beauty beyond his own comprehension. Was it the smile she wore on her face that pulled him in or her grey-blue eyes that stood out to him distinctly. "I- uh..." If they were in a cartoon, Adonis probably would've been foaming in the mouth but fortunately they weren't. He needed to come to his sense, which he did eventually. "Adonis!" Yes. Way to go Adonis. "Adonis Thorn. Pleasure to meet you, Aurelia. Fortunately, we do have space for one more so feel free to join us if you'd like." The Slytherin boy returned her smile with one of his own that was already plastered across his face and charming, as per usual.

With the sudden turn of his heels, Adonis was now facing the other two girls who had just entered. That being Dealla, a Ravenclaw in his year alongside Ileen whom was another fellow Slytherin. "Hello. Welcome to our tent! I'm Adonis." He said, extended a hand out to both of the girls who had just entered. They seemed like fairly nice girls to him who wouldn't cause problems or anything of the sorts. At least he thought so for the time being. But only time and interactions would tell. "Glad to see that some of you are already acquainted with each other-" That happy thought was short-lived as Percival suddenly seemed ticked off by the thought of Dealla being there with them. "Uhhhhh... I think she did?" He gestured towards Ileen. "I don't know man but let's calm down and try not to kill each other yeah?"

As his attention was turned back towards the entrance, he noticed Rafael entered this time with two other Gryffindor second year boys. "Aye, Rafael! Glad to see that you made it-" Adonis said in a greeting that was quickly cut off the second Rafael threw an object at Aurelia from across the room. His eyes immediately widened as he watched the piece of wood fly over his head and towards Aurelia to smack into her. "Oh sh*t." Were the words that came out of Adonis' mouth as it was evident things were about to go down already. "Woah, woah! Alright let's try not to do anything rash, alright? Let's just calm down, hug it out, maybe kiss each other too to make up for it. KIDDING!" He quickly added in to the last statement. "Alright? Alright. Sounds good." Adonis had his wand in his hand now and stood between the two with both arms out, but he knew being in between them wasn't going to stop anything. At least he would try to though.

Interacting with @Aurelia Notrésvace, @Rafael D'Spacito, @Ileen Knight, @Dealla Prince, @Percival Rainwood
Mentioning @Opeila Seilun, @Piérre Marchonné, @Zykeal Lane, and @Hanako Tone

Interacting
@Adonis Thorn | @Rafael D'Spacito