Amorous
banner by Camille de Varenne
word count - 608 interacting - @Pea Elena Fowl speech - #7d7c78 |
❝ when I tell you to get lost,date - March 31st, 2026 |
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_ | Promenade — affectionately dubbed “prom” by some — was an absurd, foreign concept to Ebony Vetra. Masquerades, balls, dances? Extraneous, irrelevant, and held in low regard. Never in her five years at Hogwarts had she attended a single ball, whether winter, spring, or fall. For one, in no way did it pique her interest, and for another, who would she even attend with? It seemed an act of despondency and peculiarity to dance at a ball in singular. Human connection in concept was extrinsic, a notion that seemed so intimate yet so alien simultaneously. Some would argue that it was the inherent nature of humans to network, to affix oneself to another, to become attached. “Belonging”, so it was termed. Humans desired to belong — a desire that required interaction and letting people in. Allowing a sense of proximity. To the isolationist eagle, however, this did not necessarily hold true. Ebony held certainty close to her heart. Call her solipsistic or egoistic for her perspective, but to her, the uncertainty and ungovernability of becoming proximate with another human being, allowing another to take the reins of her heart and mind, rendered intimate connection undesirable and unprecedented — or so she thought. Thus, a partner for the ball was an inconceivable notion — or so she thought. Besides, the notion of a ball or a prom in itself was repulsive. It was all so pretentiously lavish; the faux, extravagant furs and ballgowns and pearl necklaces that Ebony desired to evanesce with a wave of the wand to reveal the truth. The truth, the only truth, was that balls were a breeding ground for teenage angst. The hazy, amorous atmospheres fabricated an environment for ostentatious hand-holding and romantic pas de deux — and when the night ends and the enchantment of elegance fades, so too fades the illusion of teenage love. She may never have attended a ball herself, but the brunette read enough to know that balls never concluded on a pleasant note; the finishing act was always a tragedy, the previous picturesque dancing superseded by tears. All the more reason to keep oneself at arms’ length. Though @Cassie Jiang had allowed her some familiarity with the movements of the graceful art of ballet — and though she had come to appreciate the way dance amalgamated strength, refinement and delicacy — dancing as a whole remained, to some degree, strange and novel to the brunette. She would rather… not. Some say, however, that beauty distorts the mind’s clarity. Such distortion was multiplied tenfold when the source of said charm emanated a beauty almost supernatural, a beauty so magical that it eclipsed all else even in a magical world. Such was the mysterious case of Pea Elena Fowl, who somehow — with a simple blink, a fleeting moment of lashes intertwining — was able to catapult all of Ebony’s preconceived notions out the Astronomy Tower. Suddenly, the brunette desired to attend the ball. She desired to feel human proximity, to open the curtains of her heart, to allow herself to feel vulnerable, to connect; she desired to dance, complete with opulent gowns and diamonds; she desired to experience touch, a brush of the fingers; she desired to allow a true smile to spread across her face under the presence of another. She was going to ask her to the ball. She — Ebony Vetra, a strange, brooding girl — was going to ask her to the Spring Ball. Unheard of. There the angel stood in blonde radiance, conversing at the center of the Courtyard, emitting a surreal glow. That which is dark is naturally drawn to the light; the eagle crept slowly towards the angel. “Hey, Pea.” The greeting was choked out. |
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| iNPC: Luuk Tjin-A-Wing | sta 7 | eva 12 | str 15 | wis 9 | arc 8 | acc 15 𝐓𝐏 • 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 • 𝐨𝐛𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 • 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 • 𝐄𝐌 |
Amorous
house. slytherin | ency. ✕ | outfit. Slytherin Uniform | speaking. #ffffff | voice claim. >:) | banner by. adeline spinks
OOC note : All of Pea's word and action are all 100% for the purpose of her character- please don't take anything to heart.
time. Spring @Ebony VetraThe spring ball is coming soon, and she could feel it in the air. The weird romantic atmosphere and disgustingly sweet couples already started to fill the hallway. Although yes, Pea has people she has also been courting, but she would never stoop to the levels these silly couples are doing. Flower deliveries, surprise ball proposal, chocolate frogs filled with love letters? please. They are all way above that.
Now that is out of the way, she does wonder whether she should invite someone to go with her to the ball. And her heart is pretty torn between the two girls she has been courting these past months. Should she invite Ebony or Lottie? She frankly could not decide. She does enjoy the company of both of them. Isn't that quite surprising for a girl who never enjoyed the company of others? That is, in the exception of Birkin, her lizard, though.
The sun starts to loom, and she could not wait to get some fresh air after the stuffy classroom. She chatted with other Slytherins before she heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Pea.” Ebony calls her from the vines of the courtyard. Pea is still very much in awe of how contrasting they look visually. With Ebony's dark brunette hair and aesthetic, and Pea's white and radiant albinism appearance. Pea smile her sly grin somehow satisfies that the universe answered her question on who she should go to the ball with. "Ebony. What are you doing here?" Pea replied with her usual playful tone. "By any chance, have you been looking for me~?" The albino continues, now with a little more flirtatious tone.
I'm glad you stopped talking to me. It's like the trash took itself out. - Black Dahlia (2006)
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