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Meizzner 
Nigel basically had two duties at his station this time around. Actually play music with the band. Which was pretty cool because this was their first big time gig thing at school. Besides practicing in the Room of Requirements. And make sure nothing terrible happens on the stage or anywhere around it. Plus he was a student leader. So those responsibilities also.
What was nice is that they did not have to actually bring their instruments here. It was all on stage. Though he might have to tune it of course. Before they perform, whatever it was they were going to play. It was West's call in the end.
From the stage he could basically see all the people not having fun and had a fun, well fun to him at least, way of dealing with party poopers. Mo's idea of course.
This was most definitely going to be fun one way or another.
West lightly licked the pad of his thumb as he made his way onto the stage and idly ran his thumb over his left eyebrow, ostensibly grooming but really it was an almost ritualistic gesture. It was almost go time, and while he wasn't nervous exactly, he was all filled up with this strange spark of energy that he felt might just burn right throug his skin. It felt
good.
He headed over to Nigel and offered his mate a fistbump. Was he ready for this? Might as well tune up yeah? He picked his new
guitar up and busied himself tuning it, and fiddling with the enchanted amplifier, sending occasional glances out at the Great Hall proper, watching for certain faces.