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Devonte was a bit surprised that he had been invited to Camila's house party--hell, he'd be surprised if he was invited to any party for that matter--but it made more sense when he arrived and saw most of the Quidditch team there, save for their former captain Ashley. He wondered why that was. Maybe because he was a t**t. Coughing quietly as the dust settled around him, he stepped out into the crowd and looked around, greeting Camila silently and moving himself towards the drinks. The journey made him a bit thirsty.
Devonte raised an eyebrow as he looked over at the assorted food and drink.. was that alcohol? Yes, it was. And those were people who were definitely not of age getting drunk off it. Well, he wasn't about to be a prude and make a stink about it, so he grabbed himself a random cup and sipped at it, covering his mouth quickly to prevent himself from spitting it out immediately. Bloody hell, it tasted bad.. Maybe it would taste better the more he drank. That's what usually happened, right? He lingered around the table, grabbing a handful of snacks and munching on them silently. He hated to be that guy, but he hadn't really talked to anyone here before. Add on to that, he was the youngest here and it was pretty awkward. It got him out of the house and away from his family, though, so that was primarily why he was here in the first place.
OOC: (Open for interaction)
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 7:03 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ кєииєтн ℓσωєяу ♥ Looking Hot at the Front Door with Kenny, Jesse, and Elliott xxxғeelιngxxx Out of Place xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ How did I even get invited to this??? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
ℓιкє α ѕ м α ℓ ℓ в σ α т σи тнє σ¢єαи ѕєи∂ιиg в ι g ω α ν є ѕ ιитσ мσтισи ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxxxxx
ι мιgнт σиℓу нανє σ и є м α т ¢ н вυт ι ¢αи мαкє αи є χ ρ ℓ σ ѕ ι σ и ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxx
αℓℓ тнσѕє тнιиgѕ ι ∂ ι ∂ и ' т ѕ α у ; ωяє¢кιиg вαℓℓѕ ιиѕι∂є м у в я α ι и ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxx
ι ωιℓℓ ѕ ¢ я є α м тнєм ℓ σ υ ∂ тσиιgнт; ¢αи уσυ н є α я му ν σ ι ¢ є тнιѕ т ι м є ؟ ❦ ❦ ❦xxx
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spaceJojo rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet as she stood outside the house, nervously chewing on her lip. Honestly, she wasn't sure why she'd let herself be talked into actually going to this damn party. She didn't think she was going to know anyone there, considering... well, aside from Emily and Dylan, pretty much everyone she was even remotely close to was currently already with her. She did wonder if the other couple had merited an invitation; truth be told, she had no clue how she'd gotten one. She didn't exactly know either of the two throwing it... She'd been paired with Axel once in Dueling Club, and might've had a short conversation with him here and there since, but they weren't exactly friends. She supposed they might've just invited... well, everybody. That was probably it, then.
spaceHonestly, it was taking everything in her not to freak out right now. She held tight onto Kenny's hand, thankful that the Slytherin had agreed to come with her. Jesse and Elliott, too, but they weren't really as well equipped to handle her anxiety attacks. And she didn't want them to have to be. Hell, she didn't want Kenny to have to be, but after she'd come clean about everything that'd happened with her grandfather, he hadn't left her much of a choice. 'It's my job,' he'd said. Sometimes she still wondered if she should've broken up with him to spare him the headache. But she was getting much better (it was the only explanation for how the hell Gypsy had gotten her out the door dressed like she was), and it was at least partially thanks to his support. And... he didn't seem to want to be spared the headache, anyway, which confused her and made her heart flutter. Still, that didn't help her much at present, because she really wanted to go home. But Belle and Gypsy had ganged up on her (in spite of having never actually met) and insisted that 'this would be good for her.' She wasn't buying it, but they'd talked her father into letting her go, and been very adamant that she wasn't skipping out, so here she was.
spaceAn annoyed cough drew her attention, and she glanced over to see Elliott staring at her, an eyebrow arched. "Are we going to actually go inside, or are you planning on admiring the front door all night?" he asked dryly, making her wince. It wasn't like she wasn't perfectly aware that Elliott did not, under any circumstances, want to be here. But, Jesse had insisted they go, to look out for her. Why she needed three bodyguards at a party, she had no idea, but she had a feeling the Slytherin boy did. And he must've made it sound really bad, considering that his boyfriend had relented and shown up. The Hufflepuff worried her lip a little more, looking away, cheeks reddening. "I just... I don't even know why we're here," she said, and he snorted. "Feeling's mutual. And you were the one on the guest list. You don't want to be here, so let's just leave." She considered this for a long moment, half of her agreeing with him. She didn't really see the draw. She didn't know anyone, she didn't do well in crowds, she didn't do well in unfamiliar places... This seemed like a ******** waiting to happen. But... she did need to work on confronting her anxieties. She'd told herself she was going to make an active effort to do so. Which was probably why she'd let Belle and Gypsy had talk her into going in the first place. So...
spaceShe shook her head, frowning. "N-no. We're already here. And... It wouldn't kill us. To go in and... just... see. If... if we all hate it we'll leave. Catch a film or something, maybe. But... it could be fun," she insisted, looking back towards the boy. His expression was skeptical, but after a pause, he sighed, shaking his head lightly. "Fine, then," he muttered, and knocked loudly on the door. After a long pause with no answer, he reached for the handle and, finding it unlocked, held the door open. "C'mon. Let's find out how much we all hate this," he said, and she managed a faint smile and stepped inside.
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xxx❦ ❦ ❦ тнιѕ ιѕ му f ι g н т ѕ σ и g ; тαкє вα¢к м у ℓ ι f є ѕσиg
xxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ ρяσνє ι'м α ℓ я ι g н т ѕσиg ; му ρσωєя'ѕ т υ я и є ∂ υρ
xxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ ѕтαятιиg яιgнт иσω ι'ℓℓ в є ѕ т я σ и g ; ι'ℓℓ ρℓαу му f ι g н т ѕ σ и g
xxxxxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ αи∂ ι ∂ σ и ' т я є α ℓ ℓ у ¢ α я є ιf иσвσ∂у єℓѕє в є ℓ ι є ν є ѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ '¢αυѕє ι'νє ѕ т ι ℓ ℓ g σ т α ℓσт σf fιgнт ℓ є f т ι и м є
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 7:26 pm
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Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you when we were getting high?
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Sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ
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Eli flopped onto the couch at the house, a wine cooler in one hand as he looked around. He'd been invited to the party over a year ago, and he'd known it'd been postponed because of all of the problems that Camila and Axel had with getting their parents out of the house. As it was, his parents didn't even know he wasn't home. He'd snuck out, considering they had a hard time accepting he was an adult according to wizard law. The albino took a sip of his wine cooler, already thinking that maybe it was a good thing they didn't know that much about the wizarding world. They would have freaked and pulled him out of school after his fifth year, considering what happened the year previous. He glanced down to the drink in his hand and thought it was too bloody early and he was too bloody sober to be thinking about his kidnapping and torture session with Monsieur Psycho Killer.
He got up, draining the bottle and deciding to go for something heavier. His eyes, however, caught sight of Cathy coming in. He winced, not wanting to talk to his former friend. He'd hoped that she would realize something was wrong with the way she was when he came out and told her, but it didn't happen. Instead, she had cocooned herself with Iris and fed into her own self-importance. Okay, he might have a really weird mindset, and he was probably considered mad most of the time, but even he knew he wasn't the centre of the universe. Cathy, well, she didn't.
Eli made his way over to the drinks, passing near where Camila and Axel were before he waved toward the two. He decided to mix himself a screwdriver and noticed that the two siblings were engaged with other people, and so just leaned over to address the two. "So, party seems to be starting well. No one's puking out their intestines into potted plants yet. I really don't envy the cleanup you two are going to have to do." It was truthful. With so many people here, he didn't think that the house would escape unscathed. In any case, he'd offer to help clean up, if he was still sober enough to stand, that was.
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Thinking: Man, if I keep thinking like this, I'm going to be pissed by the end of the night...
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Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 8:48 pm
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I know we got it good, but they got it made,
And their grass is getting greener each day,
I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down,
Before anybody's knowing our name
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Aʀᴛɪsᴛ || Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ
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Kenny felt Jojo's hand tighten in his own and he gave the younger teen a smile and looked back toward the door. He'd been invited, mostly because he was the famous seeker prodigy on the Slytherin team for years and Camila was his teammate. He had been confused as to why Jesse and Elliott had decided to come along, until he recalled some of the stuff Jer had said about parties. And watching your drink carefully. He wondered which of the two teens had been so nervous at Jojo going by herself, though considering the harder look in one of the boys' eyes, he could guess. Thankfully, his attention was diverted from the thought of someone with a harder life than Jer's was with Elliott asking Jojo if she wanted to really be here. He gave Jojo a hand squeeze and nodded toward the door. "Hey, if it gets too much, I can just take the four of us back home. It's no big deal. I got pretty good at side-along apparition, after all." He didn't mention why he got good at it, but he figured that was the past. Right now, he was just hoping Jojo didn't get in over her head.
He nearly snickered as the Ravenclaw opened the door with a bit of snark and guided Jojo in. The room they stepped into was indeed loud, and well, it wasn't hard to smell alcohol on the air. Plenty of people were already here, and he just waved toward a few of his former housemates before he looked back toward the other three, still keeping Jojo's hand in his own. Great, now he was feeling paranoid. He was imagining that someone was actually going to slip them something in their drinks. They'd better not, considering he had one of his knives in his pocket, just in case. "So, greet the hosts, grab a drink, and I guess play some games? I think they have a lot of stuff set up, so it's up to you three, really."
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Thinking: Okay, we're here, now what?
Taken By: Persephone Tempest
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Do you think I'm special? Do you think I'm nice?
Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces?
Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like
Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:46 pm
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 Iris Alethea Whitte~Hufflepuff Sixth Year~Pure Blood
There's a fire in your eyes
And I hope you'll let it burn
There's a scream in your voice
And I hope you will be heard
Iris looked at the house she'd arrived at with an assessing stare. Comfortably well off, but not nosebleed rich, at least not at first glance. Good, at least there was a chance of fun, though...honestly? Iris preferred a good hard run over a party most days.
Cathy was excited to go though, so Iris had agreed to go as well. Spending a bit of time with her girlfriend was hardly a chore, regardless of the setting, and Iris wasn't sure that Cathy had enough experience with parties (and the inevitable drinking) to keep enough of an eye on her surroundings or remember to drink something other than spirits to keep from a hangover.
Iris couldn't resist rolling her shoulders a bit and glancing at the freshly inked wings spilling across her shoulders and upper arms. Gypsy had been kind enough to do Iris's new body art personally, along with a belly button piercing. The party was at least a great excuse to show off her new art, if nothing else.
Heading inside, sharp eyes noted the layout of the house, at least what she could see of it. Drinks covered one of the tables, and it was obvious that no one would be checking ID here. There was at least a reasonable selection of mixers, and Iris made plans to use some of them later. There was also...a bottle of 15 yer old wine? It was a reasonably good vintage too. Maybe a glass later, she decided. For now though, she made herself a coke with a splash of grenadine.
It didn't take much searching to find Cathy sipping a wine cooler. Leaning in, Iris stole a quick kiss from her girlfriend. "Hey. Looking good," she complimented the other Puff.
There's a fire in your eyes*
And I hope you'll let it burn*
Until you're heard*
x Hufflepuff x OoC:
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:32 am
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 2:57 pm
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______________________________________________________________________ иσтнιиɢ vєтυяєם, иσтнιиɢ ɢαιиєם.
”She started it,” Axel quipped up instinctively, it was the same automatic response he'd give to every accusation, whether it was picking a fight or putting an empty milk bottle back in the fridge. ”I'm surprised you decided to stick around with us 'kids',” he said, cocking a lopsided smile, ”Figured you and Cher would be long gone by now, or did you two decide to be “the responsible one's” for once?” Axel tossed his head back and laughed, blinks colors disorienting his vision for half a moment when the world was upside down. ”Did you see Marius, by the way? Is he still locked in his bedroom?” Axel's mouth scrunched over to the left, curious if the boy was even still in the house. Axel had given him a warning, in case he decided he didn't want to risk the chance of drunk teenagers barging in his bedroom trying to find the bathroom. And honestly, Axe couldn't blame him if he did.
Draining a few sips of his beer, Axel tossed his head and noted the guests flooding the house; Camila had invited her entire house team, among other Slytherin's; Axel had been the advocate for everyone else's invitation, basically any and every one he's ever spoken too, and a few of their friends (if he knew them.) His dark eyes crossed and met the familiar red orbs of Eli, and Axel waved a hand in greeting as the Ravenclaw crossed through the dining room to meet him. ”Ayup, Eli—and hey, the party's just getting started, give it some time.” He said with a laugh, then paused to wave a hand between Elijah and Adrian. ”This is my oldest adoptive brother, by the way, Adrian—the others are around here somewhere—Adrian, this is Elijah, one of my friends.” Axel explained without going into too much detail; he's told Eli about his family before, usually only enough to complain without ever really explaining anything, Glancing up, he spotted a blonde and redhead from across the room, taking a moment to recognize Cathy and Iris without their uniforms on (and donning a fresh looking tattoo). Waving a hand to greet them in passing, he began to wonder when (and if) Nina would show.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 4:06 pm
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sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
The sudden bright flash had caught her with a manicured nail raised in mid bubble popping and lips attached to the cool rim of her glass; how perfect, she always wanted to be remembered as an alcoholic, mission accomplished. Camila huffed through heavy lidded eyes as she shrugged up at Benjamin, eyeing him as he snatched up a drink at random and said, ”Oh loads, if I'm caught, I'll be grounded til I'm married.” Tucking back a loose curl behind her ear, her vision followed his motions as the younger snake stuffed his camera back into his satchel and cocked a brow. ”You better not be hiding anything in there, Benji; I don't want to find a spider in my bathroom.” As she was saying it, she realized what a horrible mistake it was—to put an idea like that in his head—not that he probably wasn't already planning something, but hell, she didn't need to make it any easier on him. But she blinked just as suddenly when he began rambling about his mother again; jeez, sometimes she had to wonder if he had some weird Oedipus complex going on there. It kinda made sense, right? Almost as if in answer to her question, Morven popped up with a quick slap to the back of his head, eliciting a giggle from Camila. ”Awww, is the honeymoon phase finally over?” She said, smirking behind her glass. ”You know I love bubbles—very cute, by the way,” Camila said, eyeing Mori's outfit up and down, especially taking a moment to appreciate her shoes, and the bold choice of revealing her tummy. Camila envied that; she would've never had the confidence to pull that off, and instead settled with a black and white peplum shirt to shed a few kilos off her silhouette and accentuate her curves, coupled with a pair of ripped black tights.
”Hey Mira,” the brunette greeted while waving a hand for emphasis. ”Glad you could make it. Timothy was invited too, by the way,” Camila was surprised the two hadn't shown up together, to be honest, but the owls had been sent rather last minute; she just hoped they hadn't broken up between now and, whenever she last saw them together, or that would be awkward. ”Hey Eli,” Camila paused to twist and swivel on her bar stool, waving to Eli as he passed her by and struck up a conversation with Axel. She would've joined them, but was just too tempted to hear what Benji and Mori had to say.
[OOC://xXxXx] ╔════════════════════╗Dining Room, with Benji, Mori, and Mira
Dressed in: Bronze Dragons17 yrs ☪ 5' 6" ☪ 139lbs╚════════════════════╝
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:34 pm
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Iris Alethea Whitte~Hufflepuff Sixth Year~Pure Blood
There's a fire in your eyes
And I hope you'll let it burn
There's a scream in your voice
And I hope you will be heard
Iris laughed brightly. Cathy clearly was already in a party mood, and the energy was a little contagious. "Well, even if you do always look amazing, I'm sure it doesn't hurt to hear it!" she told the other girl.
"And yeah, I went down to Gypsy's shop for a few things. The piercing isn't actually that noticeable if I've got a basic bar in it, though I probably wouldn't wear a fancy piercing like this for a game or a run," she admitted. "The tatt isn't permanent....yet. Gypsy spelled it so it will stay on until after my birthday, so I can make sure I really want it. I'm thinking of having her properly ink my face tattoo as well. I haven't removed it once since I got it three years ago, and I think my face would be practically naked without it by now!" Iris laughed.
Then the redhead fixed Cathy with a mock-stern look. "And don't think I can't read you after all these years! I see that look. I'm not letting you sneak out and get a drunk tattoo tonight, when a couple more drinks makes it seem like a great idea!" she teased. Though it was said jokingly, Iris would actually step in if she had to. Iris knew Cathy would regret it in the morning, and it wouldn't be a big deal to be there for her girlfriend to keep her from making choices drunk that she'd regret sober. "If you decide you want a tattoo, we could maybe get you inked when I get my wings made permanent, make a date out of it," Iris suggested.
There's a fire in your eyes*
And I hope you'll let it burn*
Until you're heard*
x Hufflepuff x OoC:
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 5:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:37 pm
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Sevenᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ |❻| Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ |❻| Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Dani arrived at the house not far from the Leaky Cauldron, hoping she wasn't the first to arrive at the party. She'd been surprised to get the invitation from Axel and Camila, and had made the note to reciprocate wherever it was possible for her next. It was a little odd for her to be out on her own like this, since she'd turned seventeen and was officially an adult in the eyes of the Wizarding World.
No more Trace, no more restrictions on her use of magic, and, best of all, she could Apparate. In a way she felt like Kara from 'the Tomorrow People', able to 'jaunt' wherever she liked. No need for a car now. Of course it also meant her sins were now her own as well, but she hoped she had enough decent judgement to know her limits.
Dani hoped she looked okay, as she wasn't sure how she should dress for the occasion. She'd finally settled on a black skirt whose hem was a few inches above her knees, with a fitted white tank which hugged her figure, and a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals. She added a Veronica-approved black leather jacket to the ensemble, giving her an attractive look, without, hopefully, looking like she was desperate for attention. Her long blonde hair was brushed back, and she wore rather simple, tasteful jewelry.
Tucked under arm was a gift bag containing a rather large bottle of Jameson Irish Whiskey, which was to be presented to her hosts. As she arrived, Dani was reasonably sure she wasn't the first guest, and she knocked upon the door figuring it would be presumptuous to just simply enter unannounced.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:22 pm
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Nah, you don't know me
Lightning above and a fire below me
You cannot catch me, cannot hold me
You cannot stop, much less control me
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Who am I with? Elliott, Jojo, Kenny, and a whole lot of others
What am I doing? Being the sober one in this nuthouse.
What am I thinking? Well, if either Elli or Jojo get so drunk that they can't see straight, I am going to murder Jojo's boyfriend.
Who's Important to me? Elliott Holt
What am I wearing? At the Party▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
Jesse was standing off to the side, hands in his pockets as he observed the house before him. It looked nothing like the party places he recalled Paul dragging him to on occasion, and he rubbed his arms. Those parties had left him a mess, and he never wanted to be to another. He was just glad that Paul hadn't forced him to use any of the drugs Paul himself used to get Jesse to be completely dependent on him. Every girlfriend Paul had, every woman he brought home, flashed through Jesse's mind as he stood outside with Elliott, Jojo, and Kenny. Part of him wanted to run screaming, but he had been determined to go to the party to make sure nothing happened to Jojo, so he was stuck here. He listened to Jojo and Elliott bickering, and almost wished that she would decide to chicken out, but Jojo just had to be more stubborn than he was.
He entered, listening to Kenny say something about leaving if Jojo wanted to. Well, that didn't make him nervous at all. He ended up grabbing Elliott's hand and squeezing it, hating himself in the process for being so nervous about this place. It was just a house. It wasn't Paul's place. That still didn't mean that Jesse was comfortable with this. He glanced at the three and ground his teeth before responding to them. "First rule, no one's by themselves. Second, open containers are a no-go. You leave a drink unattended, get a new one. I don't ******** care if that means we're laving half-finished bottles or drinks everywhere, but I don't want to be the one dragging your sorry arses home after you get trashed Third, anyone offers you anything, just say no. Just, don't, trust me." He didn't go on to elaborate, and hoped he wouldn't have to. He swallowed and looked over the group, hoping that they wouldn't do anything stupid. He was going to stay stone-cold sober for this to make sure no one he knew was going to be in trouble.
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When it rains, it pours
When the floodgates open, brace your shores
That pressure don't care, it breaks your doors
Say it's all you can take, better take some more
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:48 pm
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We can fight our desires...
But when we start making fires;
We get ever so hot,
Whether we like it or not!
They say we can love who we trust,
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotion...
What are feelings without emotions?
M O R V E N
G R A I N N E
V A S S
SLYTHERIN │ SEVENTH YEAR │ BLOOD TRAITOR
Morven rolled her eyes at both Camila's teasing and Seymour's typical, as she saw it, response. "What honeymoon phase?" she asked, and punctuated the rhetorical question with another sip of her drink, holding it in her mouth for a moment before swallowing. "Oh Seymour, you're as romantic as always." Who else could put the charm in threatening murder, right? Right? She would have been more mock dramatic about it, but her ears were still pulsating and she could feel the beginnings of a migraine coming on. Would drinking more alcohol faster stall it? Morven seriously doubted it, but she wasn't going to stand here all night sober and suffering when she could be sloshed and suffering.
"Thanks," she said belatedly in regard to Camila's compliment, and reached out a single sharp nail to pop a bubble idling near her face. She was surprised to see Mira not with Timothy, but as far as she knew they were still very much together. Seymour seemed to pride himself on knowing those sort of things, especially considering that Timothy was his best mate. "Oh, I cheated on Seymour with Satan," Morven shrugged casually, rolling with the demon mention. "Now he's on a quest to unseat him in Hell. It knocked him off his OWL game." She snorted. "Suppose it's better than... I dunno, confetti or glitter or gods forbid- fairies." Disgusting little creatures.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a familiar blonde and redhead cuddled up together- Cathy and Iris had made their appearance- a fourth year hovering near the snack table she was pretty sure was one of Slytherin's chasers, Jojo Tempest, Kenny Blake, and Holt and Calvert seemingly all having come in together. The latter two didn't look thrilled, but neither of them were rays of sunshine to begin with. Eli Pemberton was nearby as well, mixing himself a drink. And there was Dani Stewart Something in white and black. ...She was probably being overly critical, but it was a party. Her internal judging radar was turned way up. She glanced over at Seymour. "I've heard about your scores so many times I ought to have them memorized. You failed Healing and Herbology, since we're still on about them."
Granted, she had failed Herbology as well, but that had been out of immaturity and spite, not laziness. She had to massage her forehead for a moment. Gods, the bloody music! She wanted to say more, but didn't know what. It was a party, after all, and she sort of assumed that meant she was supposed to 'relax' and 'not be so touchy'. She wasn't touchy. Cursed heirlooms were 'touchy'. She was... She didn't know what, and she took a seat next to Camila with a faint smirk, not wanting to stand any longer under the disco lights.
I'm going in for the kill...
I'm doing it for a thrill...
Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand,
And not let go of my hand.
I had my hopes out on the line;
Well, they'll be ready for you in time.
If you leave them out too long,
They'll be withered by the sun. |
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:58 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ♥ кєииєтн ℓσωєяу ♥ Looking Hot at the Front Door with Kenny, Jesse, and Elliott xxxғeelιngxxx Out of Place xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ How did I even get invited to this??? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
ℓιкє α ѕ м α ℓ ℓ в σ α т σи тнє σ¢єαи ѕєи∂ιиg в ι g ω α ν є ѕ ιитσ мσтισи ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxxxxx
ι мιgнт σиℓу нανє σ и є м α т ¢ н вυт ι ¢αи мαкє αи є χ ρ ℓ σ ѕ ι σ и ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxxxxx
αℓℓ тнσѕє тнιиgѕ ι ∂ ι ∂ и ' т ѕ α у ; ωяє¢кιиg вαℓℓѕ ιиѕι∂є м у в я α ι и ❦ ❦ ❦xxxxxx
ι ωιℓℓ ѕ ¢ я є α м тнєм ℓ σ υ ∂ тσиιgнт; ¢αи уσυ н є α я му ν σ ι ¢ є тнιѕ т ι м є ؟ ❦ ❦ ❦xxx
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spaceJojo swallowed when Kenny told her that, if it got to be too much, they could just leave. Logically, she knew that. But, she also didn't want to go back to school in September and hear all the nasty things people were saying about her if she did freak out. The blonde shook her head firmly. "It's not going to be too much," she insisted. "It's just a stupid party. It just... it might not be fun. That's all." She tried to maintain the determined expression, but towards the end it turned a bit... mousey. Honestly, she was pretty sure this wasn't going to be fun at all. She didn't know what you were supposed to actually do in this sort of situation. It wasn't exactly the kind of party she'd ever expected to be invited to, after all. Not by a long shot. Which, actually, that managed to make her feel a little better about this. It wasn't some stupid, snotty ball or something. It was a house party. With a bunch of teenagers, and no adult supervision. She could just... relax. No posturing or anything. Just hanging out. She doubted much if she'd really hang out with anyone except the boys, but that was still something, right?
spaceThe Hufflepuff did pull a face at Jesse's rules, but kept her mouth shut. She'd invited the guy because she'd known he'd watch out for her, and that's all he was doing. It wasn't like she was totally unaware of the sorts of things that could go wrong in a situation like this... Belle had told her plenty. She was trying to be optimistic and assume that these people, her classmates, weren't capable of something so vile, but you could never be to careful. Besides, what if someone crashed it? That happened, right? Or was that only in movies... Whatever. She clutched tighter to her boyfriend's hand, this time dragging him inside. "Uuuum Axel seems busy, and I don't actually know Camila... Unless you wanna say hi, Kenny. I know you were on the team with her. But, um. Maybe a drink?" She chewed her lip a bit. It wasn't like she'd never had alcohol, she'd had wine before. With her dad, but that was still something. Besides... he and Belle drank all the time, just to ease up their nerves. Maybe that would help her out, she thought. Maybe she'd chill a bit if she just... had a drink?
spaceApparently, though, certain parties didn't like that idea in the slightest. Elliott frowned at her, scoffing. "Not happening," he said, shaking his head. Jojo frowned, glaring at the boy. "So happening," she told him, and then she was grabbing an unopened bottle off a nearby table. She held it up for the boys to inspect. "Look. Still sealed," she snarked, and then the blonde opened the bottle and took a long pull. She hadn't actually checked what it was before she'd opened it, which might've been a bad idea. Luckily, it was just a wine cooler, and tasted... actually, it tasted pretty good. She took another, smaller sip, arching a brow at the Ravenclaw as if daring him to say something. He glared at her for a long moment, then grabbed another wine cooler from the same table. Like she had, he held it up for Jesse to see, knowing his boyfriend was probably going to be a tad upset with him over this, but not caring.
space"Wh-What are you doing?" Jojo asked, staring at him like he'd lost his mind. "You drink, I drink," he said simply. "In exactly the same quantity. For every one you have, I will as well. So I'd suggest you be reasonable with your intake." With that, Elliott twisted off the top, and took a drink. She watched him cautiously, then snorted. "Fine, then," she said, taking another drink of her own. The pair stared each other down. Inside, Jojo was formulating a plan. He thought that the threat of his getting drunk would get her to ease off, but he was wrong. Actually, she liked this idea. It sounded funny. She had to wonder what the guy was like drunk. Would he loosen up some? Merlin knows he needed it. Desperately. Actually, this seemed brilliant. It wasn't like Jesse was going to let anything happen to them, after all. Or Kenny. By her reasoning, the two of them getting a bit tipsy was probably a good thing. She'd relax, he'd relax. Everybody wins.
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xxx❦ ❦ ❦ тнιѕ ιѕ му f ι g н т ѕ σ и g ; тαкє вα¢к м у ℓ ι f є ѕσиg
xxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ ρяσνє ι'м α ℓ я ι g н т ѕσиg ; му ρσωєя'ѕ т υ я и є ∂ υρ
xxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ ѕтαятιиg яιgнт иσω ι'ℓℓ в є ѕ т я σ и g ; ι'ℓℓ ρℓαу му f ι g н т ѕ σ и g
xxxxxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ αи∂ ι ∂ σ и ' т я є α ℓ ℓ у ¢ α я є ιf иσвσ∂у єℓѕє в є ℓ ι є ν є ѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❦ ❦ ❦ '¢αυѕє ι'νє ѕ т ι ℓ ℓ g σ т α ℓσт σf fιgнт ℓ є f т ι и м є
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 12:29 am
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But they don't know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down
Someone's talking back
Yeah, they're talking back
Dating ~ Mira Mitchell
❝Timothy didn't have some grand master plan of sneaking out of the house or an elaborate story of how he climbed from his third story bedroom window and parkored across rooftops until he caught the Knight Bus and rode on its top or something. In actuality, it was rather boring and admittedly quite sad how he got to this party. First when he had received the invitation he was a bit confused considering he didn't think he was in any social standing to be getting invites to parties such as these and then he just assumed it might've been because he was a six year or something. Either way he knew Benjamin was going to be there and while he would normally just ignore any ribbing he would get from his best friend from being a homebody, he had been tempted not because of his friend but because of his girlfriend. When she had told him she was going he had taken the idea into consideration. Partly because he knew that at the very least there would be someone not completely blitzed and practically swallowing the tongue of their girlfriend. And yes, there was a small tiny alpha male part of him that really didn't like the idea of his girlfriend being at a party filled with older drunken males. He knew she could take care of herself but it still didn't sit right with him. The very least he could do was attend and in the event that she did kill someone he could at least be a character witness at her trial and provide an alibi.
So once he had decided to actually attend the party, there was the problem of actually attending the party. Timothy had pulled out his least geeked out or nerdy clothing that wasn't insanely formal or part of his uniform (he still couldn't say no to his marvel watch, it made the outfit dammit!) and even a leather jacket even though it was summer and decided that this was as good as he was going to get. Now came the part that was usually the most exciting venture of the story, which was the part he desperately lacked because it hadn't been that exciting. He wasn't dumb enough to just go knocking on his parents door and saying something like, "Hey guys, 'm going out to a party I was invited to. I'll prolly be home sometime in the morning. I have my potions and stuff on me if things get out of whack and I'll be crashing at the Ryans so I'm not out too late. Kay, love you, bye!" But he also wasn't going to lie, mainly because he couldn't lie to them. It wasn't an honor thing, he literally couldn't do it. It was maddening and he suspected foul play but that was where he was. So he decided to subvert the system by getting using his sister as a diversion. She would come over saying she wanted to spend time with Issac and then loudly mention wanting to get him watching Supernatural or NB4X (which he specifically asked her NOT to actually let him see because he was was NO way going to let some party be the end justification for allowing his baby brother's mind to be warped in such a manner) and then let the cards fall as they may. Last he had seen as he snuck out the back she was getting an earful from both of them before sliding him a wink and smirk. He would owe her hugely in the future but he supposed it was better her than say Tria who would probably use him in one of her schemes. Which he wouldn't mind if she asked first instead of just randomly dragging him along.
So that's how he found himself exiting the nauseating ride of the Knight Bus to a house thumping with music and people coming in and out of it like an ant hill trying to psych himself up for actually going inside. After a full two minutes of just breathing Timothy finally went in and was instantly assaulted by the wildly loud music, crazy lights, sweaty smell, and...bubbles? A random bottle of alcohol was pushed into his hand by someone and he did a quick check to make sure the bottle hadn't actually been tampered with before casually tossing it aside because he had heard enough from his older siblings to not take drinks from anyone. After walking through the pulsating crowd he found a small tub of ice with bottles sticking out of it and felt it was safe enough to grab one and nurse that the entire night before he absentmindedly patted his back pocket to make sure his printed labels were still there. Just as he had popped the top off the thing he spotted familiar blonde hair and followed it seeing that it was indeed Mira talking with Benjamin, Morven, Camila and her brother Axel, and even Eli. Wow. He hadn't really expected the older Ravenclaw to come out. Next he supposed Elliot would be joining them, right. As he approached he heard the tell end of a row apparently on how Benjamin was still stuck on his horrid OWL scores. As the person who probably most heard his whinging, besides Morven herself Merlin bless her, he could only just shake his head in amusement. The shorter teen cleared his throat before coming up besides his friends so he wouldn't give them a scare. There were a lot of people there, most of them he was sure didn't completely come from Hogwarts so he had a right to be slightly cautious. ❞
At night when the stars light up my room[wearing]
I sit by myself talking to the moon.[Roach-Rojas House]
Trying to get to you [Mira, Benjamin, Morven, Camila, Axel, Eli, and a bunch of other people]
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.[Partying...I think]
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon? [ooc]      |
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