#(event002)

[magicalxmuse]

Things were weird, and Sera wasn't sure what exactly her next move was going to be, but she knew she needed to find Talia and get a conversation going. As for the other courts...well, she still wasn't sure who to trust. Even looking around, she noticed familiarity in some faces, but no names came to minds. Her head spinning, Sera huffed out a sigh and turned...running right into a dark-haired woman who didn't look familiar at all. Grasping the stranger's arm, she stopped in her tracks, steadying them both. "I am so sorry, that was so careless of me."

[grxndvoile]

CLOSED starter, @wildestdrexms ( frankie ) at the taproom for sunnie's birthday

⚓ "you're gunna sing, right?" riley grins, settling into the stool across from frankie. he motions towards the karaoke set up across the room from them. the night was bound to feature some truly off-key renditions of the hits. but that was half the fun, getting a little drunk and just doing it regardless of how bad you sounded. "provided i drink enough, i might even join you."

"oh, and the boat's paint job finally dried. it looks good." he even took some photos of it on his phone, a rare sight to see him using his it for non-work purposes and ( most imperatively ) in a sober state. "does shouting you a drink or two sound like a fair exchange for your hard work?"

[sugarmottafashion]

Open to: Anyone Location: Halloween party

Sugar was having a good night so far as she mixed and mingled her way through the party. It was a good chance to catch up with her existing friends as well as trying to make new ones. "Hey, if there's a best costume award, will you vote for me?" She asked as she sauntered over to the next group of people standing around. "I mean it's clearly the most expensive and that's gotta mean best, right?" She asked as she looked down once more at the four figure Carolina Herrera gown she had on, not to mention the tiara with real diamonds that was sitting on top of her head. "But your costume is cute too." She added, the sincerity of the "cute" very much up for debate.

[zhaoyinvo]

location: asteria's palace time: shortly after the shrieking @zhaoycn

shit. shit, shit, shit. shit. not again. another intrusion, scheduled perfectly in order to throw the room into uproar. whoever is doing this clearly takes pleasure in timing things as poorly as possible.

the minute the shriek ends, he snaps back into action. yan. something has changed fundamentally in the room, and he needs to talk to her. before someone else does. before things get worse. before his grave gets dug any deeper.

he spots her from across the room and locks eyes for a split second, a mite too much guilt on his face. quickly, yinuo ducks his head, pushing his way through the throngs of people until he manages to get closer to her. without asking, he grabs her hand, pulling her to a side room, hallway, anywhere—something secluded, away from prying eyes...and ears. this talk is paramount; it cannot be overheard.

glancing over his shoulder one last time, he pulls the door behind him, giving them at very least the illusion of more privacy. only then does he look back at her again, attempting (unsuccessfully) to school his features from nerves to something more neutral. "...you alright?" he doesn't know where to begin.

[melindaxbobbins]

event starter: open | @fideliusstarters location: dogweed and deathcap, decorating mini trees

"don't look, it's not finish yet!" melinda exclaimed to the person next to her as she tried her best to shield her tree using her arms, only to give up, chuckling as she went back to decorating her tree. "ok, you can look, but you've got to trust the process." with just a quick glance in their direction, she tried her best to give a serious look before then directing her attention back to the array of decorations in front of her.

[pxnsyisms]

event starter: open | @fideliusstarters location: honeydukes

as pansy took a step into the brightly colored candy shop, the bell chimed. the intense fragrance of sweets hitting her like a brick to her senses. it appeared that honeydukes being her first stop was not as original as she had thought, the building was packed with students. the snake slid through the crowd, heading straight to her usual sweet of choice. "you can wait. or i can hex you, pick now or i'll pick for you." she snapped as someone stepped in front of her outstretched hand that had been reaching for a sugar quill.

[romildaxo]

closed: @flourishandfate location: gladrags wizardwear, hogsmeade

"hmmm, i think this'll do to start," romilda hummed, holding a hefty selection of clothes in her hand, all dangling off their hangers. hangers she soon pushed into neville's grasp as they neared the back of the store. there was a vision in her head; now she just needed to see that vision materialize, and ideally as pictured if not better. with a press of her hand against his back, rom gave her fellow gryffindor a gentle shove forward. "go on," she urged him further, settling into an empty space beside the changing room, staying close to give both her encouragement and her criticisms. "give me that sage one first. i'm dying to see it."

[joel-brooks]

@emiri-tezel​

It was a little past midnight now, the events of the day certainly had Joel at a loss. Dean, Serkan, the prospect, each one of them making him feel like he’d lost a piece of himself. There would be time for anger tomorrow, but right now? He was at Emiri’s door, banging away. The light was on and when he called her phone he could hear it ringing so he knew she was home. A club member had told him how Emiri and Taliah were the ones with Serkan when he died, how Emiri stayed with his body until it was taken away from her. “Damn it, Em.” Banging a fist on the door that she wasn’t answering, he pauses, takes a breath and brushes a hand over his face. 

Truth be told he wasn’t sure he should be here, essentially bothering her when she probably just wanted to be alone, but he just had to see her for himself. “I know you’re home,” he sighs, speaking loudly enough that she would hear ( if she was by the door. ) “I gotta see your face. You can tell me to fuck off after that but I just need to see you, Emiri, please.” Placing his hands either side of the door frame, he can feel the grief crawling under his skin, so for Emiri? It was almost unimaginable. “You can open up or I can kick it down.” Not that he really would, but then again, he was worried enough for it to be a realistic option.