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keepmeclose22 · 03-24-2015, 05:10 AM

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Originally Posted by amadshade

Tora smacked her head with the palm of the hand not holding her mask. "Billywig rot!" she swore. "The best dressed competition!" Even though the ghostly band that had been playing music all night interrupted the dancing not twenty minutes ago to remind everyone to vote- "I forgot to vote," she said to the Gentleman. So dubbed the Gentleman by Tora, since neither of them seemed inclined to share their name. It would break the dreamlike, mysterious quality to the night.

"Geez, all these compliments! Thank you!" Tora really didn't know what else to say. She wasn't used to being flattered so by boys, even younger ones. The thought that this younger boy was actually flirting with her in earnest crossed her mind, but she decided to brush it aside. He had lost his date earlier and had ended up dancing the rest of the time with another, newly met, girl. That combined with the general mystique the night created probably would lead him to say some things he wouldn't normally. Besides, Tora wanted a new friend and it wouldn't do to push this boy away because she thought he was flirting with her when he probably wasn't.

Nothing could stop her though from taking the offered candied feathers. But if he was trying to get out of something... "How very ungentlemanly! Trying to get out of buying me more feathers!" she joked before breaking off a piece of feather and popping it in her mouth. And just in case he took her seriously, "I'll still take these though as partial compensation." And hmmm would he really not steal? Tora held her feathers subtly on the opposite side of her than where he was standing. He had been proven to take feathers right out of her own hand just to spite her and she wasn't taking no chances this time 'round.

"To be honest? I don't want this night to end either," Tora said with a heavy sigh, her thoughts switching to something deeper than just candy. She threw her head back and gazed up at what stars she could see through the light of the Masquerade. Her favorite things in the whole world. Recently they had been her only friends, too. Tora thought she had seen Adrienne here somewhere but, as she had been for the last several weeks, they ignored each other. Not that Tora would have wanted someone like her to ruin this night with her self-absorbed, 'I don't need help' attitude that was just- Tora suddenly realized how quiet she had gotten. "Sorry 'bout that. Just got lost there in thought," she said, rousing herself and smiling weakly at the Gentleman.

Austin laughed. "Don't worry, I didn't vote either." To be honest, he didn't realize there was voting until the ghosts had said anything. He had spent the majority of the night looking for Ophelia, and the last few hours dancing. So voting on someone wasn't really something he had been focused on. Plus he wasn't sure who to vote for. He didn't know this girl's name, so voting for her would be quite difficult. In the end, he was fine not voting.

He was glad that she had accepted his offer of the feathers. But it was funny how she tried to keep them away from him. Just in case. He was known to do things in spite, and if she had waved them in his face again, he probably would have taken them from her again. So she was right in keeping them away from him. But the third year was content in his fairy lights. "No worries, you will still get your bag of feathers. I just didn't want to hand you something you didn't like or allergic to." See? Gentlemanly. It would be mega awkward if he had handed her a pumpkin pasty and it turned out she was allergic to pumpkins. It was best to stick with what he knew.

They had stopped walking and the girl looked up at the stars. Austin looked up too, but probably wasn't seeing what she was seeing. He could make out a few constellations he had learned in class, but she was probably seeing more. Maybe a lost relative, or a friend. Someone she hadn't seen in a while. He looked at her then back at the sky. This time he too saw something more than just stars. This time he saw his mother. Well, he didn't actually see her, but the essence of her was there. He imagined his mother smiling at him from above, proud that he had made a new friend.

The lady's words pulled him from his own thoughts. "I know what you mean." He returned her smile with his own week one, knowing that whatever she was feeling, he was probably feeling the same way. Unless she was feeling a loss of a friend, which he really couldn't understand. For now at least. The third year moved a strand of his mysterious date's hair behind her ear. "Whatever it is, it will be okay. I promise." There was no way she could hide anything. Not from him at least. He had made similar smiles and faces last summer.

03-24-2015, 05:10 AM	#202 (permalink)
keepmeclose22 DMAC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 3,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Evangeline Whitlock Slytherin First Year	Quote: Originally Posted by amadshade Tora smacked her head with the palm of the hand not holding her mask. "Billywig rot!" she swore. "The best dressed competition!" Even though the ghostly band that had been playing music all night interrupted the dancing not twenty minutes ago to remind everyone to vote- "I forgot to vote," she said to the Gentleman. So dubbed the Gentleman by Tora, since neither of them seemed inclined to share their name. It would break the dreamlike, mysterious quality to the night. "Geez, all these compliments! Thank you!" Tora really didn't know what else to say. She wasn't used to being flattered so by boys, even younger ones. The thought that this younger boy was actually flirting with her in earnest crossed her mind, but she decided to brush it aside. He had lost his date earlier and had ended up dancing the rest of the time with another, newly met, girl. That combined with the general mystique the night created probably would lead him to say some things he wouldn't normally. Besides, Tora wanted a new friend and it wouldn't do to push this boy away because she thought he was flirting with her when he probably wasn't. Nothing could stop her though from taking the offered candied feathers. But if he was trying to get out of something... "How very ungentlemanly! Trying to get out of buying me more feathers!" she joked before breaking off a piece of feather and popping it in her mouth. And just in case he took her seriously, "I'll still take these though as partial compensation." And hmmm would he really not steal? Tora held her feathers subtly on the opposite side of her than where he was standing. He had been proven to take feathers right out of her own hand just to spite her and she wasn't taking no chances this time 'round. "To be honest? I don't want this night to end either," Tora said with a heavy sigh, her thoughts switching to something deeper than just candy. She threw her head back and gazed up at what stars she could see through the light of the Masquerade. Her favorite things in the whole world. Recently they had been her only friends, too. Tora thought she had seen Adrienne here somewhere but, as she had been for the last several weeks, they ignored each other. Not that Tora would have wanted someone like her to ruin this night with her self-absorbed, 'I don't need help' attitude that was just- Tora suddenly realized how quiet she had gotten. "Sorry 'bout that. Just got lost there in thought," she said, rousing herself and smiling weakly at the Gentleman. Austin laughed. "Don't worry, I didn't vote either." To be honest, he didn't realize there was voting until the ghosts had said anything. He had spent the majority of the night looking for Ophelia, and the last few hours dancing. So voting on someone wasn't really something he had been focused on. Plus he wasn't sure who to vote for. He didn't know this girl's name, so voting for her would be quite difficult. In the end, he was fine not voting. He was glad that she had accepted his offer of the feathers. But it was funny how she tried to keep them away from him. Just in case. He was known to do things in spite, and if she had waved them in his face again, he probably would have taken them from her again. So she was right in keeping them away from him. But the third year was content in his fairy lights. "No worries, you will still get your bag of feathers. I just didn't want to hand you something you didn't like or allergic to." See? Gentlemanly. It would be mega awkward if he had handed her a pumpkin pasty and it turned out she was allergic to pumpkins. It was best to stick with what he knew. They had stopped walking and the girl looked up at the stars. Austin looked up too, but probably wasn't seeing what she was seeing. He could make out a few constellations he had learned in class, but she was probably seeing more. Maybe a lost relative, or a friend. Someone she hadn't seen in a while. He looked at her then back at the sky. This time he too saw something more than just stars. This time he saw his mother. Well, he didn't actually see her, but the essence of her was there. He imagined his mother smiling at him from above, proud that he had made a new friend. The lady's words pulled him from his own thoughts. "I know what you mean." He returned her smile with his own week one, knowing that whatever she was feeling, he was probably feeling the same way. Unless she was feeling a loss of a friend, which he really couldn't understand. For now at least. The third year moved a strand of his mysterious date's hair behind her ear. "Whatever it is, it will be okay. I promise." There was no way she could hide anything. Not from him at least. He had made similar smiles and faces last summer.