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sweetpinkpixie · 11-25-2017, 06:25 AM

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Originally Posted by emjay

A play sounded fun and Noémi felt like she missed out by not auditioning. Maybe next year though, as long as she could convince her mother to come back. She was of course here to see her roommate, Jessa, in one of the starring roles. Noémi was sure her fellow Ravenclaw would be simply amazing.

As she was escorted to her seat, the nearly fifteen year old noticed she was sitting near the Divination professor. "Hello, Professor Vance!" she greeted the woman pleasantly, the light French accent still apparent in her voice. Divination was one of her favorite classes and it was nice that the teachers came out to watch.... though she hoped one of her friends would be sitting nearby too.

This was not his scene. Hogsmeade wasn't his scene. Most things about Hogwarts in general were not his scene but he had to be here for reasons. Reasons that went beyond his obligations as an Art student - and his additions to the play were in stark contrast to those of his peers, but Jaecar hardly gave a Blast-Ended Skrewt's behind about that.

Strolling into the seating area, his hands shoved into his trouser pockets, the Gryffindor looked for a seat near the back when he heard a familiar voice (ugh, and speaking to the Divination professor. Ugh) and his feet changed course of their own accord. Then, without another word, he slid into the seat next to the familiar Ravenclaw, tugged down on the sleeves of his sweater, and kept his eyes forward.

Especially when he caught a glimpse of Astrea - fists balling up inside his pockets.

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Yooooooooooo this was dope!!! Mateo was here for it. Not for the production, but for all the money he was gonna make for selling filmed copies of the production once he had a chance to go through his footage and adjust some of the audio settings. No where was there a sign that said 'no filming' and Mateo was taking that as his 'go-ahead'. The Slytherin kept his equipment in their respective bags, which he slung over his shoulder.

First order of business was finding a place to park and he needed premium seating for his camera. Much less interested in the orchestra, his eyes were scanning the rows of seats. He spotted a kid (Levi) who he vaguely recognized as that hot, Hufflepuff Prefect's boyfriend. What a shame, really. And while Mateo wasn't a (super) bitter person, he still sent a slight scowl the boy's way. They didn't actually know each other, but still. Kid needed to have some better control of his girl, all Mateo was sayin.

He then noticed the beautiful Regina Hawthorne and sent her his most dazzling smile and maybe a wink too. Man, if that woman was blonde Mateo would've wifed her up instantly. Instead of choosing to sit in his assigned seat, he took to setting up his tripod at the back of the auditorium in the aisle. He was about to make baaaaaaaaaaaaaank!!!

Also, did they sell concessions up in here? 'Cause the cereal bars he snuck in would not hold him over.

El teatro!

A part of Amaia was disappointed that she had transferred to Hogwarts midyear and therefore not had the opportunity to try out herself, but then again she had found plenty of other ways to preoccupy herself and trying to keep up with Diego's ridiculousness as well as her own budding social calendar was more than enough.

Sans her football - a rare sight indeed but had she brought it with her she would have been far too tempted to try and juggle it in her seat rather than pay attention to her classmates (particularly her dormmate, Jessa) and the production. Spotting Noémi, the Ravenclaw nearly went to sit with her so they could support together, but her attention was drawn to a certain Slytherin and her eyes twinkled with that eager sheen that always seemed to come over whenever she spotted him. "Hola, Mateo," she grinned as she slid up behind him and gave him a an affectionate hug around the neck from behind before noticing his tripod. "What is all THIS for?" Although that was rather obvious, she was not clueless to these sorts of things. "Are you the official cameraman for the production? Did you also take head shots of the cast for the program? Are you going to upload this all online to your vlog too? OH! You know...you should have SEVERAL cameras...for multiple angles...and then you can splice together the best cuts of things and look even more professional," she rambled on, arms still around his neck as she gently swaaaaaaayed back and forth.

Oh. And there was Apollo! She waved in his general direction. Thought of him to hand out roses on Valentine's Day, ulterior motives or not. She still had hers on her desk back in her dorm, charmed to last.

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Astrea was HAPPY to see Junia perform and the whole rest of the play seemed interesting, too. She didn't currently see anyone to sit by, not even any of her roommates, but she was more concerned with SEEING JUNIA! She even had bought some flowers for her for after the show. She wondered if Junia's family was here since....yeah. All the tiny Botros babies had been pulled from school.

Sigh.

She fidgeted in her seat a bit, waiting for it to start.

UGH. Whatever.

Examining her nails as she sauntered in, Sachiko didn't know what had possessed her to come. Attention was going to be elsewhere and she hadn't even made the cut for this STUPID play because of her behavior or some other load of dragon dung excuse. Whatever. Maybe she could find one of her boy toys and pull them into the back row to sit and snog during this whole play to pass the time. Technically she was still in attendance.

Scanning the rows to see who the lucky receiver would be (Apollo? Hmmmm.....), she spotted instead that unfortunate Gryffindor girl and...well....hmmm...she supposed that could work too since getting that one all riled up was FUN - even if the Slytherin was still convinced that this one needed a Marauder's Map to figure anything out. Sitting down next to her and crossing her legs all laaaaaaaaady like because mini skirt, she turned her bleached blonde head towards Astrea and grinned oh-so-sweetly. "I prefer jewelry to flowers if you are trying to flirt with me." Just saying. "Your nails don't look terrible today. Good for you."

11-25-2017, 06:25 AM	#10 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,845 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	just a few kidds in to start and some mentions and such ^^ astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by emjay A play sounded fun and Noémi felt like she missed out by not auditioning. Maybe next year though, as long as she could convince her mother to come back. She was of course here to see her roommate, Jessa, in one of the starring roles. Noémi was sure her fellow Ravenclaw would be simply amazing. As she was escorted to her seat, the nearly fifteen year old noticed she was sitting near the Divination professor. "Hello, Professor Vance!" she greeted the woman pleasantly, the light French accent still apparent in her voice. Divination was one of her favorite classes and it was nice that the teachers came out to watch.... though she hoped one of her friends would be sitting nearby too. This was not his scene. Hogsmeade wasn't his scene. Most things about Hogwarts in general were not his scene but he had to be here for reasons. Reasons that went beyond his obligations as an Art student - and his additions to the play were in stark contrast to those of his peers, but Jaecar hardly gave a Blast-Ended Skrewt's behind about that. Strolling into the seating area, his hands shoved into his trouser pockets, the Gryffindor looked for a seat near the back when he heard a familiar voice (ugh, and speaking to the Divination professor. Ugh) and his feet changed course of their own accord. Then, without another word, he slid into the seat next to the familiar Ravenclaw, tugged down on the sleeves of his sweater, and kept his eyes forward. Especially when he caught a glimpse of Astrea - fists balling up inside his pockets. Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Yooooooooooo this was dope!!! Mateo was here for it. Not for the production, but for all the money he was gonna make for selling filmed copies of the production once he had a chance to go through his footage and adjust some of the audio settings. No where was there a sign that said 'no filming' and Mateo was taking that as his 'go-ahead'. The Slytherin kept his equipment in their respective bags, which he slung over his shoulder. First order of business was finding a place to park and he needed premium seating for his camera. Much less interested in the orchestra, his eyes were scanning the rows of seats. He spotted a kid (Levi) who he vaguely recognized as that hot, Hufflepuff Prefect's boyfriend. What a shame, really. And while Mateo wasn't a (super) bitter person, he still sent a slight scowl the boy's way. They didn't actually know each other, but still. Kid needed to have some better control of his girl, all Mateo was sayin. He then noticed the beautiful Regina Hawthorne and sent her his most dazzling smile and maybe a wink too. Man, if that woman was blonde Mateo would've wifed her up instantly. Instead of choosing to sit in his assigned seat, he took to setting up his tripod at the back of the auditorium in the aisle. He was about to make baaaaaaaaaaaaaank!!! Also, did they sell concessions up in here? 'Cause the cereal bars he snuck in would not hold him over. El teatro! A part of Amaia was disappointed that she had transferred to Hogwarts midyear and therefore not had the opportunity to try out herself, but then again she had found plenty of other ways to preoccupy herself and trying to keep up with Diego's ridiculousness as well as her own budding social calendar was more than enough. Sans her football - a rare sight indeed but had she brought it with her she would have been far too tempted to try and juggle it in her seat rather than pay attention to her classmates (particularly her dormmate, Jessa) and the production. Spotting Noémi, the Ravenclaw nearly went to sit with her so they could support together, but her attention was drawn to a certain Slytherin and her eyes twinkled with that eager sheen that always seemed to come over whenever she spotted him. "Hola, Mateo," she grinned as she slid up behind him and gave him a an affectionate hug around the neck from behind before noticing his tripod. "What is all THIS for?" Although that was rather obvious, she was not clueless to these sorts of things. "Are you the official cameraman for the production? Did you also take head shots of the cast for the program? Are you going to upload this all online to your vlog too? OH! You know...you should have SEVERAL cameras...for multiple angles...and then you can splice together the best cuts of things and look even more professional," she rambled on, arms still around his neck as she gently swaaaaaaayed back and forth. Oh. And there was Apollo! She waved in his general direction. Thought of him to hand out roses on Valentine's Day, ulterior motives or not. She still had hers on her desk back in her dorm, charmed to last. Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Astrea was HAPPY to see Junia perform and the whole rest of the play seemed interesting, too. She didn't currently see anyone to sit by, not even any of her roommates, but she was more concerned with SEEING JUNIA! She even had bought some flowers for her for after the show. She wondered if Junia's family was here since....yeah. All the tiny Botros babies had been pulled from school. Sigh. She fidgeted in her seat a bit, waiting for it to start. UGH. Whatever. Examining her nails as she sauntered in, Sachiko didn't know what had possessed her to come. Attention was going to be elsewhere and she hadn't even made the cut for this STUPID play because of her behavior or some other load of dragon dung excuse. Whatever. Maybe she could find one of her boy toys and pull them into the back row to sit and snog during this whole play to pass the time. Technically she was still in attendance. Scanning the rows to see who the lucky receiver would be (Apollo? Hmmmm.....), she spotted instead that unfortunate Gryffindor girl and...well....hmmm...she supposed that could work too since getting that one all riled up was FUN - even if the Slytherin was still convinced that this one needed a Marauder's Map to figure anything out. Sitting down next to her and crossing her legs all laaaaaaaaady like because mini skirt, she turned her bleached blonde head towards Astrea and grinned oh-so-sweetly. "I prefer jewelry to flowers if you are trying to flirt with me." Just saying. "Your nails don't look terrible today. Good for you." __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes