This music festival was really kind of cool and Esme was actually glad that it was the off-season so she could spend as much time as she wanted here this weekend. Normally she'd be at a loss for what to do not having continual practices, perhaps looking to travel, but this seemed like a good time and she decided to dress the part. Not usually one to be overly concerned about her appearance, she knew was totally rocking the rock star look and she was starting to think she looked pretty hot with her hair growing out longer than she normally wore it, completing her look with a chic ponytail. Not that she was ever conceited enough to say that out loud.

After a cursory look at the merchandise tables, the 25 year old made her way towards the main stage. That was where she could see and hear the bands best, maybe even do a little dancing if the music called for it. She wasn't really familiar with most of the bands but liked what she heard so far and was a fan of Wiggenweld. And it looked like she was just in time to hear them. She let out a "WOOOO!" as they took the stage. She loved the classics and started to dance to the beat, focusing mostly on the band on stage but glancing over to the woman next to her with a drink in her hand. Where were those? She could use a drink right about now.

Maria Cavalcanti was supposed to meet her match person here, but how the hell did you find anyone in this CROWD? And when she didn't even know what the other woman looked like no less. She peered around with shaded eyes, and decided after about five seconds of searching, that she would instead go and listen to the band playing. This Madelyn girl, she could come find HER.

And when she did, there was a large coke in her hands waiting.

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The day continues on as the first musician performs up onstage. Once he finishes up his last few songs, a short intermission ensues as the stage seems to take on a life of its own, preparing itself for the next performance.

Soon the time comes, and the announcer voice rings over all watching, "Our next performance recently finished a great tour through Southeastern Asia, and we're sure you'll be thrilled they returned to the UK for our festival. So please welcome to the stage, Wiggenweld!"

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Libra Wintringham took to the stage first, waiting patiently for the lights and backdrop to adjust for the act change as she lowered the microphone. Chord and Jace could set up without her checking in on them, so Libby took the opportunity to address the crowd. They were a lively bunch already, and she hoped they could whip the crowd up even more.

"Hello, Diagon Alley!" Cheesy, yes, but effective. Libby grinned and waved. "I'm Libra Wintringham, and the lovely lads behind me are Chord Applebee and Jace Williams, and we are Wiggenweld! We've been on tour abroad the past year, and it's fab to be back with the home town crowd. If you like what you hear, feel free to sing along. Loudly. Dance, kick up your heels, kiss a stranger, have fun. And don't forget to buy a poster before you go!"

Just a peek to make sure the boys were in place, and then Libby gave them a nod. They had a standard set when they were on the road, but this was a special crowd. "We're going to start with your grandma's favorite song. It's one of our favorites too, but we've updated it just a tad." She let Chord pick off a riff before launching into "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love". Old school Celestina Warbeck with a moody, throaty edge. Yay.

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Diagon Alley! "WOHOO!" Chord let out a small yip into his mic, right after Libby introduced THE BAND. As far as he was concerned, this was the biggest act of the day, right smack dab in the middle of the day, as it were. The blonde adjusted his guitar, gave a charming grin to the laaaaadies of the crowd, and then picked a few opening chords to start Libby off right. He continued to play and chime in at certain bits of the song:

"Oh, come and stir her cauldron
And if you do it right
She'll boil you up some hot, strong love
To keep you warm tonight
To keep you warm tonight!"

Dang, he liked this crowd! Lots of fresh faces! Couldn't recognize any of 'em from up here, but he was sure there at least....someone out there.

Alec was starting to get a little worried about the lack of ice cream. A little. Sure, they had some tubs at home but it would be nice to get some at the festival, you know? Not even trying to peek over at the food tables helped, not when he was standing all the way over here. "They definitely won't have waffles, would they?" he asked, turning his attention back towards her. At a music festival? It didn't seem right, which was a shame because waffles were great!

Not doing anything? "You're always doing something, Ells," She just had a very distracting face, didn't she know? It was nice to look at, even moreso when she was blushing like the way she was doing now. And he knew exactly why. GRIN. Payback. "Yeah... busy." Which was great for him, really, but... Alec did miss the guy a lot. "Me too. How's Sophs by the way?" Since they were on the topic of best friends.

And of COURSE he was proud of her.

Alec, who was trying to pay attention to the stage and the people playing, suddenly found himself distracted by Ella Bishop and her hip wiggles. The eyebrows were raised and a small flush spread across his cheeks as he watched her. Was she doing this on purpose? Because all of a sudden, he found himself bopping along with her and wiggling his own hips as well. He even held up both his and the blonde's arms and waved them in time to the music.

Alec Blake Summers was dancing.

It was amazing to see the some of the crowd dancing along, especially to an old standard. Everyone knew some version of "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love", even if it wasn't exactly the Wiggenweld version, which meant that some people were even singing along. Her favorite thing.

No, shouting along and blissing out from the happy was her favorite thing.

At the closing chord, Libby bounced on her toes and grinned with pleasure. "You guys sound amazing. We want to share a few songs from our newest album, starting with the title track. This is Elixir of Life." One of Chord's favorites, especially with the sweet guitar licks during the bridge that sometimes turned into a prolonged solo.

Like today. Libby stepped back to let him take center stage while she hummed along with the rousing tempo. Elixir of Life was a heckuva fun song. Not as shouty and loud and slightly obnoxious in an endearing way as Aqua Vitae Anthem, but still fun to sing and dance and run around the stage.

OH, SPEAKING OF... Aqua Vitae Anthem was totally up next. The segue into the opening riff set Libby to bouncing again. She hoped the crowd was excited, because things were about to get craaaaaaaaay.

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This music festival was really kind of cool and Esme was actually glad that it was the off-season so she could spend as much time as she wanted here this weekend. Normally she'd be at a loss for what to do not having continual practices, perhaps looking to travel, but this seemed like a good time and she decided to dress the part. Not usually one to be overly concerned about her appearance, she knew was totally rocking the rock star look and she was starting to think she looked pretty hot with her hair growing out longer than she normally wore it, completing her look with a chic ponytail. Not that she was ever conceited enough to say that out loud.

After a cursory look at the merchandise tables, the 25 year old made her way towards the main stage. That was where she could see and hear the bands best, maybe even do a little dancing if the music called for it. She wasn't really familiar with most of the bands but liked what she heard so far and was a fan of Wiggenweld. And it looked like she was just in time to hear them. She let out a "WOOOO!" as they took the stage. She loved the classics and started to dance to the beat, focusing mostly on the band on stage but glancing over to the woman next to her with a drink in her hand. Where were those? She could use a drink right about now.

She was jamming and the second act that came on was just as good as the first, though Maddie might not even notice as she was more into the dancing then the looking. So much not looking she bumped into a girl next to her, thankfully not spilling a bit of her drink. "Oh sorry." She laughed and grabbed the girls arm to dance with her. Was she cool with that? She hoped because this was happening.

"NICE OUTFIT" She called over the loud music. It was smokin and kind of looked like her own, which just proved the girl had excellent taste. Finally as the song stopped she stopped dancing, [b] "Glad I didn't get you with my drink. That would not have been good." For the lady or the drink. She didn't want to have to leave her spot for more, but she would if she had too.

"So are you here for a certain band or just to rock out with the rest of us." She knew a few of the groups and was excited to see them, but she just wanted to get her dance on so as long as they held a beat Madelyn was cool with it.

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Maria Cavalcanti was supposed to meet her match person here, but how the hell did you find anyone in this CROWD? And when she didn't even know what the other woman looked like no less. She peered around with shaded eyes, and decided after about five seconds of searching, that she would instead go and listen to the band playing. This Madelyn girl, she could come find HER.

And when she did, there was a large coke in her hands waiting.

Drink empty, well that just wasn't acceptable, so Madelyn started to head back towards the drinks, but the music kept her dancing and stopping every so often to clap and yell! This was a hell of a show already, she couldn't wait for the next few days. What fun was there going to be when people really started to let loose.

As she kept making her way through the crowd when something caught her eyes. "Where did you get that large drink?" Her last one was too tiny, she had downed it way too fast, so the next one had to be that size. "You were thinking smart getting one that big. All this music is so rad to dance to you don't want to leave to get a refill." Even though you could hear the bands from anywhere in the area, she was sure. It didn't give off the amazing entertainment as being right there at the stage.

She was probably going to totally end up on the stage at some point, because it would just be too fun not to try.

"You know," Salvatorio began, nuzzling his scruffy, chiseled face into the nook of her neck. "You should show off your professional dance moves." He swayed along to the modernized Celestina Warbeck tune being played. "What do you say, Tiz Taz?" He smiled at her, planting a big kiss on her cheek, and then spinning her out of his arms. The Sforza boy pulled her towards the middle of the crowd, shimming along the way.

This was a great crowd. Very lively. Lots of action going on out there, and Chord LIKED it. While Libby talked to the crowd, Chord switched to his electric guitar for his FAVORITE SONG HE'D WRITTEN EVER, and then he sliiiiiiiiid into the middle of the stage at his cue from Libs.

"It's the ELIXXXIR of LIIIIIIIIIIIIFE," he sang, bobbing his head to the rhythm. He didn't have too many words to sing to this one, as it was rather repetitive and easy to sing along with. "And it could restore us aaaaalllll, from despair and death.... to fame and glory.... till we find our place... in a life never-ending...

"...with the ELIxIR, the ELiXXXiiR of LIIIIIIIIFFFFEEEEEEE!"

*awesome guitar solo & drum sounds to round it all off*

"YEAH!" WHEW! What a song. Definitely should be a crowd pleaser, since they'd just done a nearly sold-out tour with it, and it was awfully catchy. Heh. Chord shook his blonde bangs out of his eyes and stood up, leaning over into Libby's mic for a min. "Our next song we have for you is a dancey-dancey beat, so let's get those hips swinnnnngin', lads & lasses! We call this one "Aqua Vitae Anthem!!!!!!!"


He backed up to give Libby her full stage, keeping the electric for this one as well though.

Text Cut: Elixir of Life full lyrics, for lulz, you're welcome.

Imagine the tune is something like this.

From the day we received our first wands,
To the day we refused to be undone.
There's more letters to write, we're not going tonight,
More to seek, than can ever be won!
There's far too much to learn, than can be taught
More to life, than can ever be bought.
But with the sun setting nigh
And our lives flying by
We need something to keep us around....

It's the Elixir of Life
And it could restore us all
From despair and death
To fame and glory
Till we find our place
In a life never-ending
With the Elixir
The Elixir of Life

It's the Elixir of Life
And it could restore us all
From despair and death
To fame and glory
Till we find our place
In a life never-ending
With the Elixir
The Elixir of Life

He had connections. Partially because he was working at the festival, partially because... other reasons. But because of those, James was able to sneak away from his booth and get himself and Val up close to the stage. He was having a good time, doing a bit of dancing and bobbing of his head.

At Val's comment, James grinned. "Oh, come on, they're good!" He elbowed him in the arm for emphasis. "Everything's better live, too. The experience just adds to it." Was he having fun yet? Come ooonnn, bop with him!

SPOILER!!: OH, Em.

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Emmalee laughed at his surprise and she lifted her sunglasses to rest them on her head. It was nice to see him, even if things hadn't really... worked out... with their date. She rested her hand on his arm as well, kissing his cheek in greeting. "Am I not allowed to have a good time?" she asked, smirking and raising a single eyebrow at him. "Live music is one of my guilty pleasures," among many "and I couldn't miss this." Though, she was feeling just a biiiit out of place.

Bored? "I'm glad to see you, but why are you here if you don't want to be?" Especially down near the stage. It seemed an odd location, to her, if you weren't interested in what was happening. She slipped her hands into her pockets, considering the stage and the crowd.

Emmalee chuckled at his compliment. "Thank you," you flatterer. He looked... quite nice as well, as she considered him. "The glasses suit you."

Iwin was just...well. He was honestly glad to see Emmalee. She was good company. And honest. Iwin needed honest right now. He did. Not to mention she was nice on the eyes. PFFT. That red hair--honestly--the man had to control himself. He and Emmalee weren't attracted to each other in that way........nope.

"Oh..is it? I'm surprised. I now know two of yours, then--" he said, SUPER smoothly, and smirked as he turned his head towards the tent with the drinks and stuff. He needed a drink in his hand to feel more...cool. Right. "See...my cousin is sixteen--or is she fifteen--" he squinted but then just waved his hand casually. "She wanted to come. My aunt felt odd letting her come alone so...here I am. Don't know where she got off, too, though--probably doing sixteen year old GIRL things--" PFFT. He didn't envy Eden at all. Being a sixteen year old female anything sounded rough.

MERLIN'S. FLIPPIN'. PANTS. WHAT THE HELL WAS THIS NOISE.

Iwin Howell was very unamused. He was wincing and glancing at the stage..Merlin. "Emmalee--quick--cut my ears off--" he said, and he snorted because WOW loud. And he was his father--the younger version. Oops.

He pushed the glasses up his nose and smiiiiiirked. "I know. Thanks. I wanted to look...young. Hip." Hoppin'.

Emmalee was glad to have run into him. Now, at least for the moment, she wouldn't be alone at an event that it was becoming rapidly apparent was filled with people far younger than she was. And spending time with someone she didn't work with and wasn't involved with would be nice. Because they weren't attracted to each other like that... Nope. Not at all. Nope.

Emmalee smirked right back. "Three. You forgot the fire whiskey," she said, winking. She listened closely, following his gaze. His cousin? 16? Here? Merlin. Emmalee knew exactly what kind of trouble she would have gotten into here at sixteen... "I'd wager you won't find her unless she wants to be found." She offered this tentatively and refrained from any further speculation.. at least out loud. But a little bit of her hoped, for Iwin's sake, that his cousin was nothing like she was at that age. Because 16 year old girl stuff... could be bad.

But her thoughts were interrupted by the next song and Iwin's completely disproportionate response. She couldn't help but laugh, crossing her arms in front of her. "I didn't take you for a curmudgeonly old man, Iwin," she leaned in to say, speaking loud enough to be heard over the music. It wasn't her cup of tea, necessarily, but it wasn't... terrible. She grinned, though. It was all in good fun. "The glasses must have had me fooled."

SPOILER!!: WHEE

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Emmalee was glad to have run into him. Now, at least for the moment, she wouldn't be alone at an event that it was becoming rapidly apparent was filled with people far younger than she was. And spending time with someone she didn't work with and wasn't involved with would be nice. Because they weren't attracted to each other like that... Nope. Not at all. Nope.

Emmalee smirked right back. "Three. You forgot the fire whiskey," she said, winking. She listened closely, following his gaze. His cousin? 16? Here? Merlin. Emmalee knew exactly what kind of trouble she would have gotten into here at sixteen... "I'd wager you won't find her unless she wants to be found." She offered this tentatively and refrained from any further speculation.. at least out loud. But a little bit of her hoped, for Iwin's sake, that his cousin was nothing like she was at that age. Because 16 year old girl stuff... could be bad.

But her thoughts were interrupted by the next song and Iwin's completely disproportionate response. She couldn't help but laugh, crossing her arms in front of her. "I didn't take you for a curmudgeonly old man, Iwin," she leaned in to say, speaking loud enough to be heard over the music. It wasn't her cup of tea, necessarily, but it wasn't... terrible. She grinned, though. It was all in good fun. "The glasses must have had me fooled."

Riiiight. The whiskey. Iwin rolled his eyes. "How could I possibly forget the whiskey--" he smirked. No, really. How did he forget that. Whiskey was just an excellent instigator of sorts.

And then it HIT him. She was here ALONE. At least--she hadn't mentioned that she'd came with anyone. He felt a little bad. And he didn't MIND sticking with her. She was fun and and funNY and stuff. He thought he'd just ASK though--"You...you didn't come with anyone?" he asked softly, meeting her gaze as if to show her was being genuine here, okay? "I'm feeling rather lost so--if you wanna' stick close--yeah--" Yep. YEEEPPP. "Maybe I'll buy you food. Unless that seems too datey." He said bluntly. Clearly he wasn't interested in Emmalee--relationship wise--so he felt that buying her food wasn't weird if they were BOTH clear it was casual. These things could be so complicated in the minds of females. If it were up to Iwin---there'd BE no complications.

Aaand Iwin knew this. He snorted, though, anyways. "You're right about that. I'm pretty sure she has ten boyfriends." He said as he ruffled his hair. He didn't know any of them, he didn't WANT to know any of them or he might want to just punch them all. Sigh.

"Oops. I haven't mentioned that yet? Well I guess now you know. I'm an old soul." PFFFT. Riiiiight. "Workin' their magic then, eh?" He grinned boyishly.

Just when she thought she had some sense of Iwin Howell, he went and said something like that. "I came alone, yeah," she said with a shrug. Was that surprising? And was the sticking close for her benefit or for his? "I can keep you company for a bit," she said, finally, dropping her sunglasses back over her eyes. "Keep you out of trouble." And she nodded at the next bit. "It's not datey." She shrugged. Friends shared meals all the time. "But you don't have to buy my food, Iwin," she added.

Emmalee's eyebrow quirked right over the top of her sunglasses, though. Ten boyfriends? Merlin. This was how Emmalee knew she'd grown up - she was sympathizing with this girl's parents and recognizing what a headache she had been for Maribeth. "Uh, good luck with all that, then," she said, with a bit of an awkward laugh....

Which turned into a full on laugh when Iwin called himself an old soul. If that had been the case, things might have turned out differently. She swatted at his arm as he grinned though, and turned to make her way away from the stage. "C'mon. Let's get something to eat and catch up proper," she said.

SPOILER!!: Tori & Louisa

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Oooooooooh! While the redhead was being whisked away to the corner (not that she minded!) she diiiiiid notice a studmuffin checking out her and her buddy ol' pal Louisa. "Loo---"k she started to say, nudging her friend, but then they were in front of the cutie with the curly hair and this other guy was pushed to the back of her mind.

For now.

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You know what? Louisa forgave Tori for spitting out 'interns' like that. It was only a matter of convincing an old studmuffin COOT to cooperate with her before she could be officially on her first step to being a diplomat. That was an awfully long sentence, but yes. That Bott stiff was one of the reasons she was rocking and smiiiiiling at hot guys like that one who was checking her and Tori out.

Ooooooh, they should see how many guys they dance with tonight! Louisa laughed and said that directly into Tori's ear, "We dance with five guys today or we're a couple of loser girls in Lame-o-ville." OKAY? OKAY. A little challenge was bound to spice things up!

As for the curly head, sure. Sure, why not, he was so cute but not her type. WHERE did she see him before? Ugh...

jealous Eye-roll at the reporter title Tori liked spewnig so often. "Louisa Carter, fun expert. Pleased to meet you." She said over the music, not stopping her dancing for ONE moment. Actually, she just let Tori handle the former intern and started dancing with her regardless; Body swinging and bopping bumping her friend's side, arms up in the air, hips harmonically moving with the music. Louisa was in action already!

Heh. Yeah, that's right. Thaaaaaaaaat's right.

Jarrell rolled his shoulder in an inviting way, only to have BOTH of them turn towards mop head. How INSULTING.

No, wait, he knew what was going on here. They were playing the game too. Little bit of kneazle and mouse where everyone involved was trying to be the kneazle. He was intrigued.

Only he was at a serious disadvantage right now because ---

SPOILER!!: Arisa

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Arisa's mind had firmly been set on the front of the crowd, that being the case, she took very little notice of Jarrell's reluctance. Really what did he think it would accomplish? He knew by now that it was better to let her have her way, yes?

"I've seen you in worse." She admitted, so actually, he could have worn anything to this shoddy venue. It wasn't an important event and it certainly wasn't a party of hers so what did it matter? "The trashier you look is the less likely I'll have to cut someone. You don't want a repeat of that one dinner party, do you?" No doubt he'd enjoyed the cat fight--this was Jarrell afterall, she was more going along the lines of what happened after and the week he spent trying to regain her favour.

She might have been paying more attention to the stage than her company as the Performer was changed so the look she was giving to the one by the fence, unnoticed, the sarcasm of his question? Also unnoticed. In fact. "I'd love if you did, these shoes are gonna make my ankles hurt if I'm standing too long and you know I don't do well with sore joints. It'll be days of spa treatment before I recover."

But not this instant. For now her feet were fine. SUCH a caring boyfriend he could be.





Having finally taken note of Jarrell's lack of attention to her, Arisa began scanning the crowd. THAT'S when she noted the other girls ogling her boy toy. Hers. Fully hers, even when she didn't want him. It was good they'd decided for whatever reason to stay where they were, talking to that one guy--who she should probably talk to later, he wasn't half bad to look at--but it was good they did.

Forcefully, she yanked his arms around her then went back to her swaying. This music was half decent truth be told.

--of this.

Ha. Of course she had seen worse. He was never the worst looking bloke in a joint and he could accomplish that effortlessly. "Or maybe I do," he said smugly. "I find your feisty dominating side very sexy." Besides, what fellow didn't want girls clawing at each other over him? Well, as long as those claws didn't cause blemishes and scars that couldn't be fixed with creams and such. Then it was a lose-lose situation.

....................................

Yep. Regretting that offer immensely right now. Needed to get out of this one somehow.

With a quick glance up to the stage where a change of bands was taking place and saw an opportunity. "First ballad," he nodded. "Be a waste not to give these other songs what they deserve and jam to." Which she seemed to be alright with since she was grabbing at him now. No, not grabbing. Marking her territory. Merlin, woman.

Hopefully no ballad would be played and if her feet did get too tired she could always take her shoes off...or go find somewhere to sit and then he could slip away on an errand to bring her back food or something. Best keep her standing wear her down a little.

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Then someone bumped into him and he automatically planted his feet on the ground, refusing to move from his space. He was ready to retort to the guy when he realised... ooh. Hehe. The edge of his mouth twitched up into a smirk as he glanced between Jarrell and the girl he was with. He should probably not... hm. Nah. Whatever. He winked. At least he made sure that the woman was looking the other way. He wasn't here to cause trouble...

Managing a wink without Arisa noticing, Jarrell really wouldn't have minded striking up a conversation with Hamish...if the situation were a bit more open. Still might be able to manage that if Arisa were to somehow take a notice and be the one to initiate the contact. Which may be why he started turning her towards him in a subtle way as the next bad began playing. Just part of the dance, Arisa, just part of the dance.

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"Hello, Diagon Alley!" Cheesy, yes, but effective. Libby grinned and waved. "I'm Libra Wintringham, and the lovely lads behind me are Chord Applebee and Jace Williams, and we are Wiggenweld! We've been on tour abroad the past year, and it's fab to be back with the home town crowd. If you like what you hear, feel free to sing along. Loudly. Dance, kick up your heels, kiss a stranger, have fun. And don't forget to buy a poster before you go!"
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Well, hello there.

Not missing a beat in his own movements, Jarrell definitely gave this Libra a long lingering look up and down.

Kiss a stranger? Don't mind if he do!

João's hands were lightly on her belly as they looked too calm for the music that was playing. He was too lazy to move in rhythm, though, and he didn't feel like dancing, *shudder*. Actually, he wasn't really listening. Watching people was far too entertaining now.

"Me too," he said, wondering just when Mr. Odessa and co. would be on stage, "there's food too, if you want. Or..." He looked around, "body painting and such."

Mags giggled and wiggled against him as the band started playing something... odd. "These Britons have weird music, yeah?" she called over the music to him. And yes she was enjoying the people watching. Hehehe.

"Body painting sounds fun." She turned in his arms again and snaked her own around his neck. "You should learn the art of body painting." Giving him a wink she motioned toward the other area with a jerk of her head. "We can wander around and find some other stuff to do, ja."

Well.. that was good because they'd come here together.. but y'know. Crowds and things. Could be easy to lose each other. Józsua just shrugged though and continued to eat. He'd just be.. extra clingy.. in a I'm-not-needy-at-all-subtle-sort-of-slytherin-way. Great plan.... yea...

Confirmation that The Kneazles were headliners.. which Józsua already knew. “I think maybe when it starts to get dark then. Or.. we'll know when the fangirls start to gather here.” Ahem.

The band on stage though, they sounded decent enough and Józsua found his foot tapping along as he ate, currently very happy and contented with his lot.

He looked up at Olly and mirrored the smile. “S'nice to see that.” He said softly, unconsciously pointing a chip at her. The smile. Olly's smile. It lit up her face and made Józsua even happier. Butterbeer? “Yea. Sounds fantastic.” He replied brightly, sure there was bound to be liquid refreshment close by.

He'd just wait here, yea?

João smirked. "They do, indeed." He... couldn't decide if he liked it or not. He didn't really listen to this kind of music, to start with, but it wasn't too bad.

Maybe because he wasn't alone, but with Mags.

He laughed, shook his head and nodded. "Yes. Lead the way, Senhorita."

Val couldn't help thinking as he looked at James. How was he always so happy and carefree? It seemed as though he was on a permanent switch from the day they ran into each other.. Not that it was a bad thing. He wouldn't be having this much fun if neither of them were happy.

"Vell.. that is correct." Blinking as he suddenly felt the side of him get bumped. The music was back to fast-pace now. Val turned his head again to see James, oh great, dancing. "Erm.... I.... can't dance." He hadn't had any reason to learn to do so up until now.

Waffles? Ella laughed, shaking her head. "Sadly, I think they'll probably be lacking in the waffles and pancakes department." She made a pouty face for all of two seconds and then smiled a little up at him. "But we'll find something delicious to eat before we go, yeah?" So no worries, tall boyfriend.

HJAKYSHJL. That was happening in Ella's brain. Turned to mush, it had. All Alec Blake Summers doing. The blushing continued and the sheepishness and any chance of stopping either thing seemed impossible at this point. Ella's smile grew in size as she replied, "I don't know what you mean." He was making her flustered on purpose at this point, yeah? And he called her the mean one. Lies. The boyfriend got a hand squeeze as she could tell Tag talk was probably making him miss the guy more. She got that, really. She missed Soph something awful and just as the thought popped into her head, Alec was mentioning the brunette. "She's good. Moved home until the wedding and she's really excited about planning everything!" So yeah, Soph was great!

...HE. WAS. DANCING.

Okay, this was a big deal because Alec didn't dance. Not without serious use of the puppy dog eyes or certain beverages and Ella was smiling to herself as he moved their arms in the air, amused and pleased that he'd been unable to resist the music. The tune was catchy, yeah? She knew he'd dance eventually.

When the song ended, Ella cheered and then turned to face the hair ruffler, her eyes shining and the corners of her lips tugging upward. "You were dancing." GRIN! "See? It's not so bad. It's fun." And facing him this time, Ella took his hands and started to dance with him once again. More hip wiggling and head bobbing and general uncoordinated dancing ensued. She was totally going to take advantage of this.

Maybe she'd go looking for where they were selling drinks after this next song, Esme was having too good of a time dancing to the music to stop now. And she must not have been paying much attention though because she suddenly turned as she felt someone bump into her. "It's alright," she smiled at the girl as she apologized, soon grinning as she pulled her over to dance with her. Totally in the moment, Esme complied and continued dancing to this rockin band.

"THANKS" she called back, happy that she had chosen the outfit to wear if she was going to be complimented on it and noticing the girl had something similar on. Yep, she was killing this look. "Oh it's cool," she said once the music stopped. Wouldn't have been the first time that she had a drink spilled on her and that kind of thing was almost expected at a party or thing like this. "I was actually wondering where you got that.. I could use one myself." She must not have walked past the beverage vendors to get to the stage.

"I really like the one that's playing now, Wiggeweld.." she said before the band started into their next song while she could still be heard. "But I'm just here to have a good time.." Which it was already proving to be, so she just might stay a while longer.

Chord was suuuuuuuch a ham and it was hard not to laugh at him when he started to take his Rock God status a bit too seriously. Especially since this didn't seem to be a crowd that was melting at his feet, unlike some they'd performed for recently. There was time for melting, though, and it was hard to make anyone go dreamy eyed when they were bopping along with an upbeat tune.

Shouting along with an ecstatic anthem, actually.

Once Aqua Vitae Anthem ended, it was time to take things down to a more chill level. Libra Wintringham was about to drop a love ballad on Diagon Alley, yo.

"That was awesome. I definitely saw a few of you singing along." She heard Jace pick out the first few notes of the next song. "Next up, I want to sing a song that comes from my heart. The lads aren't exactly the romantic types," she scowled playfully at them. It was hard to be the feminine touch in this band, especially with these two. "But see if you don't fall in love a little with them during this next song." She let Jace take a long intro before beginning a quiet, soulful version of Wax and Wane. This was the kind of song Libby hoped you could fall in love to.

The moon is constant, and so am I.

SPOILER!!: EMMA.LEE.

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Just when she thought she had some sense of Iwin Howell, he went and said something like that. "I came alone, yeah," she said with a shrug. Was that surprising? And was the sticking close for her benefit or for his? "I can keep you company for a bit," she said, finally, dropping her sunglasses back over her eyes. "Keep you out of trouble." And she nodded at the next bit. "It's not datey." She shrugged. Friends shared meals all the time. "But you don't have to buy my food, Iwin," she added.

Emmalee's eyebrow quirked right over the top of her sunglasses, though. Ten boyfriends? Merlin. This was how Emmalee knew she'd grown up - she was sympathizing with this girl's parents and recognizing what a headache she had been for Maribeth. "Uh, good luck with all that, then," she said, with a bit of an awkward laugh....

Which turned into a full on laugh when Iwin called himself an old soul. If that had been the case, things might have turned out differently. She swatted at his arm as he grinned though, and turned to make her way away from the stage. "C'mon. Let's get something to eat and catch up proper," she said.

Iwin nodded. "You know--most of my friends have wives and kids--and none of them wanted to come." Though he didn't know if that was from their own decisions or...from their wives'. Merlin. Being married seemed like such work. "ME?" He SNORTED in her direction. "YOU. You're the trouble one--must I remind you--well--" he just had to laugh a little. "You wanted to show me that "empty flat" in your complex, you know." AAALLLLL her idea. All. He gave her complete blame..COMPLETE.

"Ahh-but see--I WANT to--however--if you won't let me--that's okay." Iwin LIKED buying things for people. He probably had a problem. And all of his girlfriends he had ever actually had loved him for it. But he didn't want to be....that guy. So he wasn't going to be pushy. Nope.

Buuut he started walking, and just wished the music would lower itself or something. Merlin. Classical music was more of his taste, if he was honest, but he wouldn't be telling any girl this ever because he thought it might be........weird. Yes, even IWIN felt weird about some of his TASTES in things. SIGH. One day maybe he'd find a girl or even a FRIEND who had his music taste. MAAAYBE.

"Please..I'm starving..." and he made cute little PUPPY eyes at her...not that he NEEDED to but..you know..heh. He liked flustering Emmalee.

Jasmine was really excited to check out all the bands for the music festival. She always had a love for music whether it was old or new. Now that she didn't have to go with her parents anywhere she had the freedom to do what she wanted and listen to whatever she wanted. As she made her way to the main stage she realized how crowded it was becoming. She was glad she got here early and got a spot saved for her and Alex. She wondered where he could be? Was he buying snacks? Using the bathroom? Running a bit late? All excellent questions she hoped he could answer when he got her.

While she was waiting she was head bobbing and just was enjoying the music. She smiled and looked down and admired the outfit she was wearing today since it was quite hot when you dealt with crowds.

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Chord was suuuuuuuch a ham and it was hard not to laugh at him when he started to take his Rock God status a bit too seriously. Especially since this didn't seem to be a crowd that was melting at his feet, unlike some they'd performed for recently. There was time for melting, though, and it was hard to make anyone go dreamy eyed when they were bopping along with an upbeat tune.

Shouting along with an ecstatic anthem, actually.

Once Aqua Vitae Anthem ended, it was time to take things down to a more chill level. Libra Wintringham was about to drop a love ballad on Diagon Alley, yo.

"That was awesome. I definitely saw a few of you singing along." She heard Jace pick out the first few notes of the next song. "Next up, I want to sing a song that comes from my heart. The lads aren't exactly the romantic types," she scowled playfully at them. It was hard to be the feminine touch in this band, especially with these two. "But see if you don't fall in love a little with them during this next song." She let Jace take a long intro before beginning a quiet, soulful version of Wax and Wane. This was the kind of song Libby hoped you could fall in love to.

The moon is constant, and so am I.

Chord was tooooooooootes killin' it out here. It was a good thing for Diagon Alley that this Music Festival was so open and free, and also taking up the whole street, because he, himself, and his ego were sure takin' up the stage!

Plus Libby and Jace. Yeah, they were here too. Speaking of, though, Chord nodded to his bruh and picked up his acoustic, a triangle, and a drumstick. He was here to set the mood for Libby. This was a dang good song, 'cept for the mushy bits, and he adopted a bit of a duck face pouty look for the ladies out there as every now and then he 'ding!'d the triangle in between keeping the main chord going.