Group 5

THE RULES:

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• All PCs and iNPCs are welcome to join this event, but must have signed up and been assigned to a group. Please only post in a group to which you have been assigned.
• Each round will last the duration of 1 song and will be moderated once per week.
• At the end of each round (week), the song will end and students will find themselves paused with a new partner. Some pairs will find themselves paused under a floating sprig of mistletoe, and others will be spared from the embarrassment! If you and your partner find yourselves under the mistletoe, you're supposed to kiss... but whether you choose to is completely up to you.
• You may post as many times as you like per round to do unmoderated actions such as talking and dancing, but you only get ONE moderated action (kissing, hexing, punching, etc.) per round, so spend it wisely.
• Failure to post in a round will result in your character freezing and declining any actions that come their way (such as kisses). Failure to post in more than one round may result in your character being removed from the game.
• Note that all IC rules still apply, as do all site rules and ratings, so behave yourselves!

In addition to the variety of differently-decorated tents scattered across the magically snowy ground of the London Quidditch Stadium, those exiting their temporary residences on the evening of Friday, August 2nd would have been greeted with a lovely sight. Several small, rectangular dance floors were set up earlier that afternoon in various points around the stadium, and each was now decorated and gave off a golden glow. Those curious as to their use could approach to find that each dance floor was guarded by a post bearing a list of carefully calligraphed names. It seems that today's guest lists are regulated to ensure certain dancers end up on certain floors.

Each dance floor was set up to appear exactly the same, without any fear of getting a "better" location for the evening's mistletoe ball, this year's version of the ever-popular Twirl the Flagon game that has occurred at summer camps past each year. Only when one approached the area bearing their name could they move past the outside barrier and onto the dance floor.

The rectangular floor itself appeared reminiscent of a chessboard, with golden and brown diamonds emitting a soft, warm glow from below, as though each tile sat upon a miniature sun that was simply bursting to escape. Similarly, those who touched the floor would find that it was slightly warmed to stave off the surrounding snow, which also fell lightly from enchanted clouds above. The floor was also lined with flickering candles on the two longest sides - careful not to catch your fragile evening gowns or dress robes in their flames!

Nearby, an enchanted string quartet of instruments play a lovely, if somewhat fast-paced, waltz on their own without a single musician among them. Above the floor, if one were to glance skyward, their view of a wonderfully starry night sky would be partially blocked by floating objects. Upon closer inspection, about half of these seemingly randomly placed unidentified fliers would be found to be candles, while the other half would be small, greenish bundles each lit with an interior golden glow. The promised mistletoe for the mistletoe ball.

One final detail, beautifully enchanted by magic far beyond students' puny reaches, would await those who took even a single step onto the glowing dance floor. Was it a mild form of the Dancing Feet Spell, Tarantallegra? Or perhaps some other, unknown charm? Either way, those who wandered onto the dance floor would find themselves whisked into a fast-paced, whirling dance for which they somehow magically knew all of the steps. Each dancer will also change partners multiple times in a single song, so you may not even know who you end up dancing with, but they too will know the steps from the enchantment. Never fear if you've never danced before - you will dance today!

Just be careful - for when the music stops and so do your pounding feet, you may find yourself under a floating candle and be safe, or you may find yourself under one of the hovering bundles of mistletoe with a strange partner. Will you choose to follow the mandate of the mistletoe and kiss them, or will you choose to break the rule?

THE DANCE FLOOR HAS SPOKEN:
Élodie Dubois (@Danielle Alden) and Nathan Hawthorn (@Estelle Nyx) end up under the mistletoe!
@Natalie Anderson and Yasha Volkov (@EmmaLee LeDames) end up under a candle.
@Pyxis Hellebore and Reuben Garcia (@Mellani Miller) end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
@Quinn Brook and Lorelai Diniz (@Violeta Roux) end up under the mistletoe!
@Ruby Night and @Ara Villa end up under a candle.
@Swan Clark and Kaya Rose Bennett (@Linda Ramirez) end up under a candle.

For any questions or concerns, please owl the moderator of this event, @Aly Salinger.

02/08/24 | English | Arabic | Spanish |

Reuben entered the event which was apparently supposed to be a normal ball. After his last ball with Lorelai, he was quite excited for this one. He hoped Lorelai would be there too. Reuben looked around at the chessboard like floor. He had a weird feeling that this was something a little more than a normal ball.

His suspicions were confirmed as soon as he stepped onto the dance floor and his body started moving to the beat without his permission. He was terrible at dancing, but whatever magic was there seemed to make his footwork a lot better. Suddenly, the music stopped, and the he seemed to have ended up in someone else's hands. Definitely not a normal ball.

Reuben looked up to see who the floor had decided to pair him up with. He was probably more than a little disappointed when he realized that it was not Lorelai. Looking around, he noticed that Lorelai was there in the room too, and she had been paired with another girl under a mistletoe. Reuben wondered if they would kiss.

Reuben was completely lost in thought when something hot fell on his hand. He barely kept himself from screaming and attracting a lot more attention than required as he pulled his had back and noticed a candle dripping hot wax on him and his partner, who he had totally forgotten about.

"Soo, um, I did not expect this floor to be magic, but now that I've been paired with you under a wax-dripping candle, I think we can both agree to go somewhere else? I'm Reuben, by the way.", he said, not knowing exactly what else to say. He was not sure that he would ever even see the other boy again, since he knew for a fact that the latter did not belong to Uagadou, but what harm was there in introducing himself. Besides, you never know, he might have earned himself a new pen pal.

Mentioning: Lorelai [@Violeta Roux]

@Pyxis Hellebore :Interacting With

STA : 6 | EVA : 10 | WIS : 8 | ACC : 10 | ARC : 2 | STR : 4 |
Calming Presence | Evasive Maneuvers

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OOC: Calming presence in effect

02/08/24

"english" "portuguese" "spanish" thoughts

outfit

Interactions: Reuben Garcia [@Mellani Miller]

August 2nd, 2024

A student-run dance was not complete without the presence of Pyxis Hellebore. At least, he liked to think that. Truthfully, no one would ever miss him, but he’d been attending these dances since the beginning of his first year, so he surely wasn’t going to miss this one. Dressed up in a classy white sweater that had been owled by his parents’ a few days ago, the snake spent some time wandering around the pitch while looking for the dance floor with his name on it. He wasn’t quite sure why the camp attendants were split up into different groups for the night, but from his thorough testing, the boy discovered that he could only enter the one with his name at the entrance.

Without stopping to observe, Pyxis stepped onto the checkered dance floor. The second his shoe made contact with the tiles, he felt himself being swept off into hustle of the music. He panicked at first, of course, trying to break out of the hypnosis he’d been put under. Realizing that struggling was futile, he decided to plaster on a smile for the several dance partners he was paired with. I think it’s best that I look like I know what I’m doing. As he completed some complicated and satisfying steps, Pyxis’ gaze drifted upwards to admire the candles above. His eyes caught bundles of some green vegetation mixed into the rotation. With a start, he realized that the Mistletoe Ball wasn’t just some meaningless title.

Before he could react, the music stopped and so did his body. Pyxis found himself in front of a face that wasn’t so unfamiliar. Ah yes, I’ve kissed that hand before. He vaguely remembered the boy’s face from last year’s summer camp. How ironic that they were paired together again. He opened his mouth to say something but was distracted by the sudden movement of the boy as he pulled his hand back. Feeling some odd sensation on his right shoulder, Pyxis looked to see candle wax dripping onto his expensive sweater.

“Let’s move to the side for now,” he agreed and stepped out of the line of fire of the dripping wax, ecstatic that he had control of his limbs. But somehow, he wasn’t worried about being possessed again. Perhaps there was something about this boy that made him feel calm. “I’m Pyxis,” he said, extending his hand for a shake. “Sorry I didn’t catch your name last year, but it’s good to see you again.”

Kaya came to the Mistletoe spin hoping to see Yasha. She didn't have any specific hopes for today, only to spend nice time there. However, she soon discovered herself paired with someone she didn't know. Hi, I'm Kaya. She smiled politely not ready for this unexpected turn.

However, it was fine. Maybe she could get to Yasha later. She soon found herself feeling bored at the dance and wondered if she even going to stay till the end of this event. The weather was nice and her clothes, chosen so carefully to match her personality, was making her wish to spend this time outside her tent.

She looked around trying to find if Yasha was here. Why did she even care about it so much? Was it so important? She tried to focus on her dancing partner and still soon found herself searching for her bestie. Did Amber even go to the dance? Kaya didn't know.

Her dancing partner was good looking but Kaya wasn't interested in it. She was guessing that she'd like to talk to him other time. However, she was certain she wouldn't want to spend whole evening dancing with him. She was interested how it will work and will something happen during the dance or not.
Mentioning @EmmaLee Le Dames
Interacting with @Swan Clark
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Biometrics: 5'7. Medium-length black hair covers his right eye which is cloudy blue, left eye is bright green.


Yasha raised an eyebrow as he came up upon the group of shining dance floors with candles and plants hanging over them. He pushed his bangs back and then smoothed them down again over his cloudy blue eye, a semi-nervous habit he'd had for as long as he could remember.

Yasha had been the last to leave Cygnus tent for this event as he apparently been the last person who even wanted to go. He had taken his time with getting ready because what was one more ball, dance, whatever, especially when he could have spent the night with Kaya Rose and his tentmates well... in the tent. The things he did for the people he cared about, now including Kaya Rose in that number.

He had enjoyed getting to know Kaya Rose and her friends. He might even begin to consider them his own friends eventually, but for the moment, he was purely doing this silly little whatever it was for Kaya Rose's sake and apparently with good reason.

As he passed the other dance floors and checked each post for his own, and hopefully Kaya Rose's, name, he could tell that these teenagers, even the older ones, could not possibly have been this effortlessly coordinated as one, well, several groups. Magic must be afoot here in order to keep the spiny English dance going properly. He had chosen something simple, but attractive to wear himself and it seemed that almost everyone else had gone full out. He supposed any reason to "put on the ritz", so to speak, did not just extend to Americans.

That all being said, if he and Kaya Rose were not in the same group, he would be leaving. Quickly. Yasha had no room for more Hogwarts shenanigans when the person who wanted him to do this in the first place was not even there to do it with. He would ask for forgiveness later and enjoy a quiet evening under the stars on one of the brooms so helpfully provided by their tent.

Thankfully, Yasha eventually approached a post with Kaya Rose's and then his own name. Alright, fine. On to the shenanigans he supposed.

Yasha stepped onto the dancefloor and was one of the last to allow themselves to be swept away into the dance. Well, at least it was a fun one. As he quickly switched partners, he eventually was partnered with Kaya Rose and gave her a playful boop on the nose and a wink as they danced for a moment and then were whisked off. "Bye, KukolkaPuppet." He said with a playful smirk.

As the music stopped, Yasha found himself standing with a girl with blondish hair who was significantly shorter than him, like almost every girl there wasn't significantly shorter than him. He gave her a slight bow and a chuckle. "Thank you for ending this dance with me." He said politely before turning to find Kaya Rose once more. Could he go and dance with her now? Or was there more than one round to this crazy game?

Yasha tried to walk over to Kaya Rose, but was swept into the next dance as the song started once more. Rat snacks.

ACTION:
Entering the dance floor and only caring about Kaya Rose, having zero idea why there are plants in the air as well as candles.

Interaction with @Ruby Night
Mentioning: Kanae Suzuki

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[size=75][b]Post date[/b][/size] July 20, 2024 [/td]

RP Date August 2 2024 Speech Reducio "Ara's Speech" 'Thoughts'	Outfit/s Reducio Outfit Hair: low bun Items: small satchel bag

When Ara thought about summer camp, she wouldn't have envisioned herself joining a dance when her reason for even attending summer camp was that she didn't want to go to balls and gatherings. But here she is, in a winter dress going to the dance floor. She didn't really join by consent though. Her cousin who was also in the camp joked about going to the Mistletoe Spin but obviously it wasn't a joke and the young Villa was dragged into it.

The black and white haired girl went to the dance floor where her name was carved into the post near it. Her feet, strangely, somehow knew the steps to the fast waltz kind of music as she stepped on the checkered floor.

She went from partner to partner as the music played. Finally landing on a younger girl when the music stopped. Thankfully, she ended up under a candle. The younger girl named Ruby asked if Ara felt wonderful. "I'm quite neutral for now, not like I signed up for this willingly." she replied, sighing a bit.

Having the chances of kissing a random person was not in the young Villa's itinerary. She took this pretty seriously eversince she vowed not to get kids nor married mainly because she didn't have any faith in herself that she'll fall for the "love of her life". Realistically and logically, that's never going to happen with anyone since the "love of your life" can technically be anyone as long as you love them. Doesn't have to be romantic either.

RP Word Count: 258/200
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MODERATION POST

Lots of talk, and not lots of much else, defines this group as they chatter on through the Mistletoe Spin. While Pyxis Hellebore smartly steps out of the way of dripping wax at his partner Reuben Garcia's suggestion, pretty much everyone else on the floor is content to talk.

Ruby Night introduces herself to Ara Villa, who is apparently not that thrilled to be here; Lorelai Diniz tries her best to make a new friend instead of a new snog; and Kaya Rose Bennett and Yasha Volkov only have eyes for each other and not their dance partners, though the latter does mention rat snacks. There are rats here? Where? And did they cook these snacks themselves by hiding under humans' hats and controlling their movements? So many questions, never any answers...

The music starts back up again, and the spell whisks everyone away to find a new partner... and by the time the violins fade out once more, each skilled dancer is paired with someone very new, in a situation that is either also new or vaguely familiar...

THE DANCE FLOOR HAS SPOKEN:
@Ara Villa and @Pyxis Hellebore end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
Lorelai Diniz (@Violeta Roux) and Yasha Volkov (@EmmaLee LeDames) end up under a candle… that is dripping wax on them!
@Natalie Anderson and Nathan Hawthorn (@Estelle Nyx) end up under a candle.
Élodie Dubois (@Danielle Alden) and @Ruby Night end up under a candle.
@Quinn Brook and Kaya Rose Bennett (@Linda Ramirez) end up under the mistletoe!
Reuben Garcia (@Mellani Miller) and @Swan Clark end up under the mistletoe!

For any questions or concerns, please owl the moderator of this event, @Aly Salinger.

Also and very importantly, please make sure your action is clearly visible and separated from the rest of your post. Preferably put it in a quote at the bottom but as long as it's separate that's fine. I would also appreciate an inclusion of any stats and abilities you may have in your posts. Makes it much easier to mod!

Biometrics: 5'7. Medium-length black hair covers his right eye which is cloudy blue, left eye is bright green.


Another round of touching everyone's hands and not ending the round with Kaya Rose's in hand. Can we just leave? Yasha thought to himself as his friend was whisked out of his arms once more. This was like playing tea at the Dacha with Yulia, Alonia, and Faina, his three youngest cousins. A worthy torture the entire time. Once again he was at the whims of Kaya Rose's interest in the game and his torture would end when she bid it.

Yasha had absolutely zero interest in any of these other people. If it had been their tentmates, he might have tried to be sociable but there was no gain in speaking with strangers for the two or three minutes it took for the next song to start, only to be whisked off by the magical malady of this dance floor to talk to more strangers. Yasha couldn't even justify that they were worth talking to because they were from the same school as he, as there was not a Russian boy or girl in sight to speak of.

The moment the music stopped and the magic freed him from his obligations, Yasha gave a swift, gentlemanly bow to the pretty, brown-haired girl before him, stated the same polite phrase he had uttered to the pretty, but just as faceless girl before her, "Thank you for ending this dance with me," and walked over to Kaya Rose with a wide smile.

"Kukolka! Kaya Rose! Are you enjoying yourself, my friend?" He asked, slipping his hands into his pockets as he approached her and the person that she had ended this round with. Reeling back his earlier thoughts, he should probably talk to this girl out of pure politeness because she was standing with Kaya Rose. It was worthy to be polite, as observed to the faceless dance partner girls earlier if only to represent Koldovstoretz and the Volkov family well. He bowed slightly to the girl with his hands still in his pockets.

"Hallo, Miss, I am Yasha of Koldovstoretz. Are you havink fun as well?" He asked, with a charming smile.

As he had observed while whirling around with each person, this group seemed to be a good mix of most of the schools, lacking Durmstrang and Mahoutokoro. Oh. And the African one. Never mind. There were too many to remember properly. It was very full of Hogwarts students though and this girl seemed to be one. Was that thoughtless to think just because of her red hair? Not that he really cared. People were generally very forthcoming with where they were from so it wasn't like she would leave him questioning for long.

ACTION:
Abandoning his partner to go and talk to Kaya Bennett instead, still having zero idea why there are plants in the air as well as candles.