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Discussion in 'Schola Praeditos' started by Wanda Maximoff, Dec 3, 2019 at 3:08 PM.

  1. Wanda Maximoff

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    Snow flurries delicately from the evening sky and dusts the grounds with a fine powder, but none of it is cold to the touch—at least not uncomfortably so. The view is clear whether upon entrance from the Gatehouse or from the vantage of dormitory balconies: a large patch of the untamed woods near castle grounds has been cordoned off as a safe haven (within a safe haven) for the night.

    The snow-touched evergreens are wreathed with fairy lights, and music alternating from classical strings to the bopping of a DJ. The largest tree of all marks the centerpiece of the venue. For those weary of dancing, walking, or even standing, plush lounge seats dot this area of tables adorned with what seems like every variety of roasts, vegan alternatives to roasts, pastries, and snacks. There's a stand that operates as a makeshift bar serving anything from lattes to butterbeer to firewhiskey, but any alcoholic drinks will, of course, require some form of ID. Gary the Gnome Bartender has his eye on any funny business.

    Available activities in the general vicinity of the center includes a tent (larger on the inside) for blackjack (no hookers), poker, and other house games. A random pool table (that can turn into a foosball table if you figure how to flip it around) sits awkwardly on the side of it all. And also, of course, Dance Dance Revolution.

    It's much quieter further along from the tree and deeper in the woods, but attendees are advised not to step beyond the final demarcation of the fairy lights. This way, groundskeepers won't have to spend their early morning fishing for lost and hungover souls in the enigmatic Schola wilderness, if you please.


    tl;dr- this is a fun and chill event, and due to the number and nature of the people keeping an eye on things, any attempts at outlandishly blowing up the aforementioned fun and chill will be quietly shut down tyty. OTHERWISE, this thread has no posting order. One-off posts, one-liners, random spontaneous interactions, branching off into private interactions and/or private threads etc etc all welcome. also feel free to play fast and loose with the venue/attendees/entertainment within reason!!! <333

     
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  2. Ozma

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    Oz was excited. Or maybe he was nervous. Both had a tendency to make him feel vaguely nauseous, so he was going with excitement because it sounded more confident, and Merlin was probably nervous enough for them both.

    His hand tightened around the other mage's as an afterthought, and Ozma offered him a broad grin as they approached the festivities. He didn't know what to expect, but he quietly hoped that there wasn't going to be a scene or something dramatic when they walked in. That, whether it was meant well or not... felt a bit too much.

    "Apparently the bartender is very good at his job. It will probably take the students at least an hour to find a way around him." Oz chatted giddily, wasting no time in sweeping them right into the clearing. He spotted Wanda out of the corner of his eye and raised his brows at her with a very pointed look towards Merlin. Who he then turned back to, expression normal and cheery again. "Hopefully this goes better than festivities at Beacon. Bootleg liquor, plus weapons, plus teenagers always made for very chaotic school functions."


     
  3. Merlin Ambrosius

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    He was nervous. Hopelessly nervous. His first appearance out and about at the school amongst students, amongst his students, his faculty. Merlin didn't know that he was ready for that yet, he didn't know that he was ready to take back the reigns, although he couldn't imagine how terribly Wanda must have wanted to give them up already. She hadn't asked for this, she'd just fallen into it because of promises and loyalty and he was thankful, he was so incredibly thankful. But all at once, it was just so much.

    This was supposed to be fun, though, a way to ease himself back into life at Schola Praeditos. Merlin had been reluctant. He looked different from the way everybody remember. The facial hair was gone, he looked younger because of that alone, and looked less like the headmaster who knew what he was doing and a little bit more like a lost lamb. But, gods, if they thought he was bad now, they should have seen Emrys. Oz understood. Wanda understood in part, too, seeing as Emrys had slammed the door in her face, the poor thing.

    Merlin was probably clinging to Ozpin's hand a little bit more tightly than he had intended as the other man swept him straight into the festivities, the warlock looking a little bit like a deer in headlights. "I don't, um-- Well, I don't recall any total disasters here in the past. Besides that dragon that destroyed half of the school ... and the ocean that swallowed the castle whole ... but certainly nothing caused by a rowdy group of extraordinarily gifted teenagers!"

    He supposed there was a first time for everything.

    "Oh, look, foosball!"
     
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  4. Ozma

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    Oz knew that Merlin was nervous, but he also knew that this was the best step forward. The alternative was hiding away in hopes of somehow magically feeling better, and that... well, that never happened, did it? Ozma knew that for a fact. So yes, maybe he was being a bit forceful about this, and he hadn't accepted any excuses, but it was fine. He had every intention of being behind Merlin every step of the way - even if it meant running the lion's share of the school until he was more equipped, emotionally and mentally, to fully take over.

    For now, he squeezed his hand back with a broad smile. "What's... fool's ball?" Ozma tilted his head, perplexed. He assumed it was something from a world beyond his own. Or maybe they had something similar with a different name. "Do you want a drink?" He proposed. "Or would you like to play fool's ball? Or we can sit down... or there's music... or..." Oz shrugged. "We can do anything. And we can leave in an hour - I promise."


     
  5. Carrie White

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    It was Miss Cordelia who had first mentioned the winter formal, and at the time, Carrie had said nothing. She'd really had fun at the Halloween Bash with Scott, but a dance was a whole other level. After the prom, could she really put herself through that again? However, she was officially invited, even though she wasn't part of Schola, at Miss Cordelia's request.

    She'd confided in Bo and then Scott, as they'd grown close in a short space of time, and she already felt like she could ask him things and get an honest opinion. Both had encouraged her to go, especially Bo, who knew her fears better than anyone. And...could she really turn down the invite? It was nice that she'd been thought of at all.

    So, Carrie had awkwardly in a not so subtle way asked Scott if he would like to go, after checking with her mom, who thought after the fun she'd had at Halloween and seeing how great a guy he was, was a great idea. Bo was there when Scott came to pick her up; she was nervous - this was the most she'd dressed up since...well, that night. A part of her did enjoy it, since Mama had never let her wear anything that didn't meet her approval. Her dress she'd made herself, teaching herself appliquéing. She'd even pinned strands of hair back with little fake crystal slides, the rest of her hair slightly curled. Her make up was simple; mascara, blush, natural lipstick - but she'd also added a little sparkle with lip gloss.

    The place itself was amazing; the woods not far from what Carrie assumed was Schola, a grand building. Lights were strung about the greenery and there was even snow; she thought it would be cold, but magic or something must've stopped that from happening. There was music and all sorts going on, including the smell of food. It was inviting, but also scary.

    She found herself grasping Scott's hand, taking a deep breath. "Thanks for comin' with me," she looked at him earnestly.

    @Scott McCall
     
  6. Waver Velvet

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    Waver sneezes, covering his face with a hand as he did so. He'd never been an outdoors person. In recent years Gray and Reines both had to go on outdoor excursions. He didn't have the stamina for long walks in the woods and swore he had to be allergic to many things in nature (okay, he maybe was but some of it was just him being miserable having to be outdoors). He wouldn't dream of holding a social event outside in tents, but it wasn't like his opinion on that particular subject matter mattered.

    He'd only been in the the school for hardly three months-- Troublesome situations or otherwise, he still hadn't really gotten himself a place in it. But teaching was something he enjoyed, no matter how much he tried to pretend he didn't. Doing anything else had seemed as troublesome as it was unlike him, but it was moments like this he wondered about his choices.

    Dealing with students and parties weren't his thing. Dealing with them outside even less so, but he felt practically obligated to come even if he wasn't. Teachers to watch if things went awry, either via teenage antics or something worse were necessary... Even if all he did for the evening was stand to the site, smoking a cigar and keeping a diligent eye on the matters. It wasn't as if he'd made friends with the staff members properly--- So keeping an eye on things was the best and worst of this particular scenario.

     
  7. Scott McCall

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    Scott had agonized over what he was going to wear to this winter formal dance, deciding against wearing a black suit because that felt a little too formal. Instead he managed to find something, and luckily too as the clock was ticking nearer. For this he wore a white jacket and pants, with a collared shirt underneath the jacket, and beneath that collared shirt was a normal tee-shirt with a wolf paw print.

    When he heard about the dance, though he wasn't a student at the Schola himself, he had encouraged @Carrie White to go. What he hadn't expected was to be invited, and he accepted without a second thought. It would be nice, and he could make sure she had a good time. And so he had arrived to pick her up, complimenting her on her dress and that she looked beautiful(though he thought she looked beautiful regardless, and he was sure Bo knew his little crush because she gave him that look).

    "Thanks for inviting me," Scott smiled, holding her hand and squeezing it gently. He could tell by scent that she was nervous about it, and he knew why so he was going to double the effort to show her a good time.
     
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