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Winter can be a pain for most, the cold is always an excuse to stay in and avoid the outdoors, but your professors at Beauxbatons know the benefit from the outdoors and on a day that isn't horrible dreadful they set up two different outdoor activities.
The first is a huge ice skating rink where students can transfigure their shoes into skates and go off and have fun with each other. Music is playing to make it a fun and relaxing time for all. The professors could be even joining you to get some fresh air as well. The second activity is just off to the side of the ice rink. Snow forts have been set up and the start of piles of snowballs at each fort. Students can enjoy a fun and somewhat competitive snowball fight. There is a professor watching over it to make sure it isn't getting out of hand.
Students of Beauxbaton are all welcome to come and enjoy the fun.
OOC: This is for ALL members that have a Beauxbaton character who would like to play. Just put a spoiler bio in and jump right on into the fun!
So the school wanted them outdoors to exercise? Wasn't he out enough with quidditch? Not that he minded the cold and it wasn't a horrible snowy day, so he headed out with the rest of his house just to see the snow forts and ice rink.
He couldn't help a grin, if they were going to be outside at least there was something fun to do. He headed towards the snow forts, seeing some snowballs already made he decided to start making more. If there was going to be a wicked fight going to happen he wanted to be prepared.
Being outdoors during the wintertime was hardly a hardship for Ana, even if she much preferred warmth over the freezing cold that usually greeted her on her usual walks through the gardens. She preferred not feeling cooped up, therefore a bit of cold was tolerable for the self-professed faerie of Beauxbatons. As such, the notice from the professors about a bit of outdoor winter fun hadn’t dimmed her usual brightness as she’d headed out to the grounds yet again.
There had been a bit of a smile sent Jörge’s way as she’d passed her housemate on his way over to the snow forts to make snowballs. Her own preference was the ice rink, as she sat down to transfigure her shoes into skates. Once that was taken care of, she skated out onto the ice, idly humming along to the music filtering through the impromptu arena.
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SPOILER!!: Bio
Name: Margot Lucille Blanc
Nickname: Just don’t
DoB: March 5, 2084
Zodiac Sign: Pisces
Hometown: Normandy, France
Currently Resides:
Languages: French, English
Hair: Naturally brown but has been known to dye the ends purple
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5’6
Weight: 110 lbs
Faceclaim: Emma Mackey
Blood Status: Pureblood
Did Margot want to be outside exercising? Not particularly. The sixth year, Papillonlisse was here more out of a way to get away from the Academy for a brief weekend. She was not one to ice skate, nor was she interested in a snow ball fight of any kind. At least the music was somewhat decent, creating a nice mood for the nearly of-age witch to settle into a spot on the outskirts with her quill and notebook. Not before sending a brief smile to her yearmates - Jörge and Anaelle, catching one at each of the two activities. The former better not initiate any surprise attacks either.
She hadn't exactly expected to continue this writing exchange with Goofy Phoenix, but there was something in her writings that had Margot intrigued and wanting to learn more. She couldn't quite put a finger on it. Was it her clear optimism for life? The fact that the person was someone she had potentially crossed paths with already? Who knew, but Margot just wanted to keep writing to her, which was what she was planning to do with her outing of fresh air. Hopefully.
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Gerard wasn't one to complain about the cold - he'd experienced harsher winters than those of France, even if his natural afinity was for the Italian sun. With layers and some strategically placed heating charms, the fifth year was perfectly warm enough to endure a stroll through the Castle grounds. He adjusted his beanie over his ears as he approached the area where the activities had been set out, letting the music guide him.
Snow forts. An unimpressed look was sent over to them: unless there was some clear strategy to the fight, a scoring system and an obvious winner, he wasn't particularly interested. He could already imagine some snotty first years crying because they'd been hit in the face.
No, that wasn't the activity for him. Meandering over to the ice rink, Ged debated changing his shoes and having a go but ultimately decided against it, for the moment at least. Instead, he leant on the surrounding, watching the skaters dance past.
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SPOILER!!: bio @ brief
Darius Lacroix || V BELLEFEUILLE
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nicknames: Dar, D pob: Montpellier, France currently resides: Brioude, France personality type: Campaigner ENFP-T distinguishing qualities: long silky dark hair, freckles, androgynous style, competative, slight limp (right leg) favourite subjects: Divination, Ancient Runes, & Charms least favourite subjects: Defense Against the Dark Arts & Potions interests: contortion, quidditch, scurrying
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High waist trousers and shoulders adorned with his long knee-length coat smartly cinched at the waist, Darius made his way out to the grounds with a subtle reluctance. No, it had nothing to do with the way the wind blew his long hair across his face - something that was usually a nuisance because of visibility and he tended to tie it back in braids or a bun - but because of the child-like simplicity of the day. Was he eager to behave like a 5-year-old again? Absolutely. Did he want everyone to know this? Not exactly. And he had been feeling a little under the weather this week, something he knew would only get worse as they moved into the next.
Nor was he entirely sure he was allowed to participate in another snowball fight given how the last of those had gone. Also in light of the food fight he had spurred over dinner last week when he had overheard some unnecessary snobbery. Maybe he could sneak himself in once the battle was properly raging on...
The detention had been worth it, even if his ears were still recovering from the shrill lecture screamed in his face. He had thought his freckles would have been blown clear off them by the end of it all. Thankfully, they had not. He was rather fond of them.
Knowing Cohen would be along soon enough, he spotted his other roommate and shuffled all other dreary vibes aside to prance over to him. "Come on, Fanelli," he greeted, two hands to the other boy's shoulders as he gave them a squeeze and a shake. "Fix your boots and let's have a go together."
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Making a few more snowballs Jorge figured people would be ready to have the fight, but when he looked around he saw that the majority of the kids were headed to ice skate. Why would everyone want to go there when these forts and snowballs were just calling their names?
Picking up a few he smirked as he walked towards the edge of the ice rink. Looking around for targets, if they weren't going to come over there he would just bring the snow fight to them.
Picking the first target he sent one sailing towards Margot and then threw another towards Ana. Looking around he did see Darius and gave a wave, "What are you doing over here?" Was he trying to impress the ladies?
Seeing his dormmate, Gerard, he tossed a snowball at him as well.
Ged was pretty content to watch those who had decided to skate, his eyes wandering across the other students and admiring the grace of some, whilst sniggering at the clumbsiness of others. Watching kids fall down and then struggle to regain their seating was childish, but nevertheless amusing and he was so wrapped up in it that the hands on his shoulders came as something of a surprise.
The suprise, however, didn't linger on his face for too long, though. After a moment he was raising an eyebrow at Darius, his gaze momentarily moving to the snowball-fight-set-up. "Isn't that more your scene?" Ged couldn't help but tease, knowing the other boys penchant for throwing harmless things at others - there was still a stain on the collar of one of his favourite shirts from last week, and therefore Darius wasn't entirely forgiven.
His quip was forgotten, though, when he was forced to side step a snowball with less than his usual elegance. The ball landed behind him, and Ged couldn't help but brush off his shoulders as though he'd been hit. His gaze fell to Jorge, annoyance laced across his face. There was no valour in attacking an unprepared adversary, after all.
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A couple more guys showed up, Margot casting curious and brief looks at them as she resumed her letter. She was unperturbed, at least she tried to tell herself that, choosing to ignore any childish shenanigans that might be taking place. Ice skating rink was rather empty, Margot definitely took note of and decided maybe falling her bum might be a worthwhile laugh - later, after she finished her letter.
Until.
WHAM!
Snow crystals bounced from her forehead onto her page, including a small lump of snow right there on the page. "Gahhhh, JOORRRGEEE!!!!" Because she knew Ana wouldn't have bothered her. Fine. She gives in. Sliding her quill and notebook into her knapsack, after shaking off the snow, she stormed over there and scooped up snow making it into small firm ball and launching it him. You'll just have to wait a little longer Goofy Phoenix.
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Fanelli.
You. Were. Killing. Him.
"Oui," he agreed with a bit of a brow wiggle as he stretched one of his long legs over the nearby bench and then draped himself across it. "But you also know that the the faculty have a restraining order out against me and throwing things at others unless I'm on the pitch in practice. Very rude of them to throw temptation in my face like this." And speaking of temptation, Sneaky Schneider's snowball landed him square in the chest just moments before his stuffy dormmate sidestepped his own. "...what if I claim self defense?"
Because he really....REALLY wanted to get back at his quidditch mate for that.
"I could feign defending Margot's honor!" Yeah. Yeah that was a convincing argument. Enough to convince himself that he had enough ground to stand on to properly enable himself. "Arm yourself, Fanelli!" Darius was already scooping up a fair bit of snow with both of his hands. "We're going to war and we are going to WIN!"
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Now this was better, he laughed as everyone reacted to his snowballs and retreated back to the fort on the side. He had other snowballs waiting so he easily grabbed a few and turned to see who was coming to join. Hearing just bits of conversation around him he took to throwing another towards Ged and Darius.
Ana's reaction being his favorite he waved towards her, "Ah, come to my team Ana, I'll protect you." Though he was tempted to throw another at her to see what she'd do, before he could she was throwing one at him.
"So enemies we will be." Laughing he scooped another ball and threw it towards her.
"I'm fairly sure Margot is set on defending her own honour," Gerard couldn't help himself, pointing it out as he inclinded his head towards the girl in question, who was now putting her things away in order to join the snowball fight. The opposite of what Ged planned to do, as he eyed the bench Darius had just vacated.
There was, however, no time for him to sit down: his mouth was slightly open and exasperation written all over his face when his dormmate told him they were going to war. And that just happened to be the moment Jorge chose to throw another lump of snow in their direction - completely unaware and unprepared, it hit Ged squarely in the back.
The fifteen year old flinched, his gloved hands clenching into fists. Angry, although he wasn't sure whether it was at Jorge or at himself for being unprepared, the snob's face curled into a snarl as he whipped around. Quickly scooping up a ball of snow, he took aim at Jorge and launched it before joining Darius in grabbing more snowballs, not waiting to see if he'd hit his target.
ONE DID NOT ATTACK WHEN AN OPPONENTS BACK WAS TURNED.
Darius was right: this was war.
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Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽