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Post by Bridgette Flynn on Jun 28, 2016 11:05:38 GMT -5
:: outfit :: Wearing Pink, Yellow, and Blue glow bracelets. Bridgette had only used the Room or Requirement a few times. She'd like to be proud and say that all of those times have been for heated makeout sessions and fooling around, but one was definitely to be alone and study before her OWLs. Hoping for the best, she started pacing in front of where it should stand, thinking of the first time her mother told her about the room. "He was a hot 7th year, I had to," Bridgette's mom rolled her eyes at her. It was obvious where Bridgette got her personality from, though her looks were all dad.
"You didn't have to do anything," Bridgette rolled her eyes at her mother in the car ride. Realizing her mother was focusing on the road and couldn't see the expression, she decided instead to punch her arm.
Bridgette's mom laughed, clearly unfazed, "Hey, driving here!" She shouted, humor still lacing her voice. They laughed it off together and sat in a silence that quickly became uncomfortable. Bridgette sensed her mom's words before she spoke them, internally cringing now that this had become a lecture on safe sex and consent. Bridgette shuddered at the thought and paced once more in front of the door. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate her mother's attempts to teach her. She knew she was lucky to have an incredible witch for a mother. It didn't mean she had to like the sex talk. What her mother didn't know, was that she was monogamously sexually active with a woman at the time. A woman that ended up breaking her heart, and swearing her off relationships. Bridgette paid a little more attention to the consent part of her mother's speech than the safety part that day. Passing in front of the room one last time, she saw the carving in the wall. Grinning, she hurried towards it, throwing the doors wide open. Inside was gorgeous. It was a small club/bar like setting with quiet seating around the sides, and a long bar to the left. Perfect area for getting comfortable and chatting with people. Next to the door there was a table full of glow-bracelets with little signs. Different colors corresponded to different intentions *. There was low, acoustic rock-style music playing, which made Bridgette's heart happy. She walked through the room, eyeing everything with amazement. In the far back, there was a glass door that led to a dancing area with more seating. In here, a different song was playing still quietly. There was a small station that looked like an old-fashioned jukebox for song selection. It was gorgeous. The tables held low candles for relaxing, and upon closer inspection there were tins with what looked like hand-rolled cigarettes. Bridgette frowned, picking one up and smelling it. Nope, that was definitely weed. Good job, room of requirement. Walking back over to the bar, she eyed the selection of liquor. She supposed in the past the room of requirement would never supply students with alcohol or weed, but with the new headmaster, a few restrictions were probably lifted. She was secretly glad there weren't any harder drugs, but she had no idea what was in those private back rooms behind the dance area. What Bridgette was really feeling was a margarita. She reached under the bar, grabbing the mixer and peeking around for some good tequila. The other Sixth years would be arriving soon, and she needed a buzz on when they got there. While this whole thing had been her idea to try and brighten up her year after the other night, she wasn't enthralled with the prospect yet. Even though she was the one to enchant notes to every sixth year. She was the one to set up the room. What the hell was I thinking? She freaked out a little. Probably that you want to get laid. Oh yeah. * Red glow bracelet = looking for something serious. Pink glow bracelet = looking for something casual. Green glow bracelet = not looking for anything OR taken. Yellow glow bracelet = looking for penis-owners. Blue glow bracelet = looking for vagina-owners. We're all gender inclusive here bitches. *
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Post by Lachlan Strangways on Jun 28, 2016 22:30:09 GMT -5
pretties Lachlan had no idea what he was doing. Turning up to a singles party was paramount to declaring yourself desperate. Which he wasn't. He didn't have a word to describe what he was, but desperate wasn't it. Secretly, Lachlan hoped this was going to be the kind of "singles party" that was more bitching, less trying to hook up. As he walked in and his eyes lit on the table just past the doorway, those hopes faded. As if there wasn't enough colour coding in this school. Lachlan dithered at the table, trying to figure out which of these colours applied to him. The problem was with "looking for" (or not looking for, in one case). Lachlan wasn't looking for anything. If anybody asked, which nobody did because everyone in this school was way to concerned with themselves, he'd have said he was open to suggestion. It would have to be a very good suggestion, though. Eventually, he slid one band of every colour onto his right wrist, green going on last. At least that might start a conversation.
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Post by Liz Reeves on Jun 28, 2016 23:17:10 GMT -5
(outfit) Wearing Pink, Yellow, and Blue glow bracelets. Liz wasn't one to listen to rules. I mean the invitation she'd found on the floor had specified sixth years only, but what was a party with out someone to crash it. Nothing, in her opinion. As she moved to get dressed she debated between fixing her hair or leaving it as is, deciding on straight messy she waved her wand and switched the curly mess to a straight one. Picking out one of her more conservative party dresses, they were mostly underage there after all, she added makeup, heels, jewelry and headed out of the Gryffindor common room. Unfortunately she got stopped in front of the door to the party. Blast it, the room of requirement wasn't going to let her in unless... Opening her purse, and sticking her arm all the way down it she pulled out one of the many bottles of alcohol in it."I've come to restock the alcohol I keep you supplied with," she told the wall, which quickly resolved into a door.Entering she nodded at the nicely made room, noticing the bracelets she grinned as she took three; pink, yellow and blue. There was no way she was getting into a relationship again after that blow up. Anyway if she was going to date someone it was going to be her Quidditch instructor, or so help her. Noticing a girl with red hair, one of the chasers from the Ravenclaw team, she walked over to the bar and started restocking it. She was pretty sure the girl's name was Bridgette Flynn, and she knew the girl was a good chaser at that."I see you found that I stock this place with alcohol," she said smiling, "Though it didn't used to allow sixteen year olds access."
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Post by Bridgette Flynn on Jun 28, 2016 23:57:56 GMT -5
Bridgette turned the shade of her hair when Lachlan was the first to arrive. She tried to focus on making her margarita, but in trying to be descrete about seeing what bracelets he was going for, she poured too much triple sec. She shrugged, evening it out with more tequila. It was going to be a long night.
She did notice him take one of every color and grinned to herself. Why was she not surprised by that? She didn't even know the guy.
The doors flew open and Liz Reeves walked into the room. Of course Bridgette knew who she was, she was the damn captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team! And an okay chaser, though she would never admit it out loud. Bridgette prided herself on being a great player, and wouldn't let herself be knocked down a notch due to someone else's success.
When she approached the bar, Bridgette tensed, pretending she wasn't there, and wetting the edge of a glass before dipping it in sugar. She liked her drinks sweet. She eyed the girl from the side and was struck by how hot she looked. It didn't escape her notice that she was wearing the same bracelets as her. "... I stock this place with alcohol," the girl said, her purple lips stretching into a smile, "Though it didn't used to allow sixteen year olds access." Bridgette thought her words were dripping with some sort of superior tone. Immediately the hair on the back of Bridgette's neck stood up, and the corners of her mouth tilted up in a smug smile.
"I didn't realize it was you," Bridgette feigned surprise over her actual surprise, "I wouldn't have expected your butter fingers to carry all this here." She pouted at the girl, pouring her finished margarita into a glass. Her face burned at her own words. She was not about to hit on this girl. She was not. She nodded at Lachlan, motioning for him to come over.
"Let me get you a drink," she offered him, taking a long sip of her own. Mmm she loved these things. She was also totally not nervous talking to Lachlan when she was using him to try to avoid letting her temper and her dry panties ruin the party already. Her last drink on the Quidditch pitch had been a bad time, and she was not about to let this party go downhill. She was committed, damn it.
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Post by Tobias Åstrōm on Jun 29, 2016 0:23:13 GMT -5
(outfit)As soon as he read the words party Tobias was decided to go. Enough to drag his brooding boyfriend with him. He’d done everything he could think of to convince Kai to come with him, from picking out the outfit to promising sex. Though the later didn’t work as well as he’d hoped. Kai was the one who controlled who got to do what, and who didn’t get to do what in their relationship. To Tobias’s dismay. Having arrived at the party he realize why this might have been a bad idea when he saw Strangway there. Grabbing green bracelets for himself and his boyfriend he moved them over to one of the tables, rolling Kai a blunt.“Just because I don’t smoke often doesn’t mean I don’t know how,” he said grinning.In truth one of his exs had simply been a major smoker and the main dealer at Durmstrang, and Tobias had learned how to roll blunts for him. He’d been sixteen when Tobias was only fourteen, so it had been a bit of an awkward power dynamic. But he’d learned a lot about weed from it. Realizing how uncomfortable his boyfriend seemed he put down the cig and took his hand,"If you really want to go back we can though,” he said apologetically, “I’m sorry I dragged you here. I thought it would be fun, I didn’t mean… I’m sorry.”He felt horrible now. Like the worst person in the world at having done this to his boyfriend. He was supposed to care about him, put Kai’s needs before his own and what was he doing but making him go places only he wanted to go. Biting his lip he started feeling worse and worse by the second. He completely forgot that Lachlan was there as he started apologizing repeatedly.“Let’s just go,” he said finally getting up, “You never wanted to come right?"
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Post by Liz Reeves on Jun 29, 2016 0:47:09 GMT -5
Realizing she may have sounded a little condescending after Bridgette commented on her passing skills, she debated back tracking a bit. But there was only one way to go in a conversation and
“Reverse passes are difficult and you know it,” she said smiling now, pouring herself a whiskey neat, “still, you’re not bad for a Ravenclaw, your head’s on the field when you play, rather than trying to run through a list of tactics. Or at least you seem focused.”
She had started trying to ease the tension and ended up talking too much, and she hadn’t even had any of her drink yet. Taking a heavy hit she grinned as Bridgette tried to get Lachlan to join them.
“You can finish your drink,” she said smiling, “I can run the bar for a bit. I mean, it is supposed to be a sixth year party after all.”
As Tobias entered she nodded to him, but he didn’t seem to notice her. Right, he was with his boyfriend. Seeing the look in Tobias’s eyes and Lachlan’s, she had half a mind to take their wands now. Before anything could get slightly out of hand. Taking her own wand out of her purse, she placed it under the counter. If anything started she’d put up barriers and confiscate wands.
“So, what will it be Strangways?" she asked him smiling.
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Post by Lachlan Strangways on Jun 29, 2016 1:15:18 GMT -5
Lachlan approached the bar. Doing as he was told lifted a major weight off his shoulders and he decided that maybe that should be his thing for the night. "It wasn't my fault; they told me to do it." A boy could get away with all sorts of things with an excuse like that.
"Surprise me," he told the girls.
He could hear Toby apologising behind him, which meant Kai was back there too, because Lachlan doubted Toby would apologise to anyone unless Kai was watching. He resisted the urge to turn.
He did angle himself at the bar so the boys would have to walk through his field of vision to get to the rest of the room, though.
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Post by Ana Gray on Jun 29, 2016 1:31:32 GMT -5
[ outfit. | wearing red & yellow bracelets. ] Initially, Ana didn't plan on going to this "singles party", or whatever. Yes, she was single and totally lonely and totally desperate, but she was also the most difficult person in the history of romance. The last thing she wanted was a repeat of Llewellyn, and she promised herself that she wouldn't resort to that. But, she needed to seem "normal". There was just an underlying doubt in her gut, that she would forever be this beacon of sin and loneliness and she would die alone with thirty cats. If she could find one guy that she could stand to be around in that fashion, take home to her parents and spare the rod for that much longer, she would do it. She would do it. She didn't know why she did this to herself. But, more importantly, it wasn't like anyone would know her intentions. She brought Zayn along as a cover, like the two of them decided "fuck it" and went. Quite frankly, she'd rather gut herself than admit her loneliness. If Aaron were around, she would have forced him to go, but... Well, the loser probably had other plans. She'd just have to gut him instead. This was a favorable approach to handling her emotions. There was a pause when she entered the Room of Requirement, eyes immediately honing in on the table of bracelets. A distinct horror emerged from behind her expression then, and she felt something snap within. She considered smashing the table, she considered simply leaving, she considered wearing all the bracelets-- but it seemed Lachlan beat her to that punch, and she was insanely jealous she didn't get there first. Her hand lingered over the green. And she thought about this. Why would she come here, if she was not looking for something? Worse yet, would people assume she was dating someone? Dating Zayn? She did show up with him, after all. That blue bracelet taunted her. Ever since she admitted her feelings to Llewellyn, she could no longer escape this ideology. She refused to believe it. She pulled a yellow bracelet onto her right wrist, letting it slip beneath her sleeve. The red bracelet followed, but she forced it to remain above. At least it matched her outfit. If Ana was talented at anything, she was an excellent liar. Sort of. This was a lie she had lived with her entire life, after all. Shoulders stiff, black fingernails clenched into her palms, she forced herself to walk further into the makeshift club. Ana was almost always visibly uncomfortable with these things, so there was no real difference there. The thought of a boy talking to her, however, made her thankful that her nails had grown long enough to scratch eyeballs out now. "Playing the role of hostess again, Flynn? Aren't we ambitious," She announced her presence, flicking her long hair back as she entered the bar area. There was a fruitless attempt to relax her arms, but she could hardly collect herself, especially not when she would likely be teased for even showing up. But, she had a cocky smirk in place, and that boosted her confidence even just a tad. Sitting herself on a couch, she took to digging through her bag for a little personal warmup... Or perhaps, something that would ease her nerves, if possible. Hopefully Zayn wouldn't beg like a dog for a share.
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Post by Kaimana Ohme on Jun 29, 2016 3:27:37 GMT -5
[ outfit. | wearing a green bracelet. ] Kai really didn't want to be here. He really, really, really did not want to be here. The only signifier of this feeling, which he had dubbed "selfish", was that he was much more quiet than normal. Of course, Kai was a man of few words. His thoughts were often clouded by other things, of other purposes, and he often found himself falling behind. Friends could expect him to forget what he was saying in the middle of conversations, or just never answer them to begin with. But this was different, it was solemn and uncertain. He didn't have the heart to argue with Tobias, whom just wanted to have a good time. The last thing Kai ever wanted to do was deprive someone of a good time. And, well, there was the likelihood that things would go well for him. He was tired and he didn't want to be there, he was not one of these "singles", and he wasn't, well... he hadn't picked up any sort of illegal substance since he and Tobias first got together. His sister's words worried him, and not even the distraction of a properly rolled joint could change his mind. He did not answer his boyfriend's comment, instead let his eyes follow the bodies passing by, arms crossed and hugging himself. Glasses pushed up as a substitute headband, his curly mane was brushed for once. Clean shaven. Clean blood. He did these things for Tobias, for his family. He did not know how to reject his boyfriend, now that they were already there. What he didn't expect was Tobias to completely turn heel, apologize profusely, say they should go. Guilt was eating him up now. Kai the Killjoy. He was being such an ass, wasn't he? The Hufflepuff's head shook frantically, eyes wide, "No! No, no. It's fine. I'm sorry. It's fine, we can stay," Kai's brow crumbled, hurt by his own behavior, "I want to be here. With you. Okay? I'm sorry... I'm really sorry. We'll have a good time, okay?" But the thought of participating in activities... He wasn't sure if he could do it. Kai was doing so well now. It sucked, but like? Being able to be a better person, for the sake of his family, was what he needed right now. Standing from the couch, he smiled dumbly in spite of his tired eyes, and he stuffed his hands into his pockets, "I'm gonna score us drinks, yeah? What would'ya like?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2016 14:03:06 GMT -5
-->style<--A party was a party. She'd picked up a pink glow bracelet just so her wrist would not be naked. As she looked around it was easy to tell that it seemed someone had put a lot of thought into the appearance at least. How the party would turn out no one could say simply because that all depended on people's interactions. As she walked on through she noticed drinks. Ooh la la, nothing like a little liquor to get the bones stirring she imagined. Then again they were teenagers so it was not like they needed a lot to begin to spill their guts, then again there was nothing wrong with supplying the so called poison to mix things up. Finding a seat, she took it and slowly closed her eyes. She was listening still however.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2016 14:37:26 GMT -5
outfitMaise was only here to look at breasts. It sounded wrong because it was wrong but it was also the truth. Anytime there was a party you could almost guarantee someone was going to wear something a little too tight. Hook ups she did not really do because, well they were just odd. Also you would have to see them and she did not want to go through anything that awkward. She did laugh at the color coded bracelets. They were cute and quaint but if you got someone drunk enough did it really matter what color bracelet you were wearing. Still she pondered her choice as she looked around at others.
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Post by Tobias Åstrōm on Jun 29, 2016 14:42:11 GMT -5
As Kai back tracked, and started reassuring Tobias, he started to feel a little bit better. Though now he felt bad for making Kai apologize. He was about reassure him saying it was okay. They could go watch a movie or read books and it would be fun. He just wanted Kai to be happy that was all. Then Kai stood up next to him and asked what drink he wanted, smiling ruefully, he kissed his boyfriend on the forehead.
“Thank you," he said, “I'll have a martini. And I’m sorry again for dragging you here. It’ll be fun, I promise.”
After saying that he sat down. No longer in the party mood. Looking at the blunt he rolled he picked it up. He hadn’t smoked in years. He’d first tried it when he was trying to look cool and fit in with the people around him. He was such a naive little shit back then. No more dangerous than an oversized poodle. But now he had razor sharp teeth and knew how to use his wand. But he’d promised Kai a good time and fights, while fun for him, weren't for his boyfriend. Grabbing the blunt and a lighter he took his first hit in years, coughing a lot after breathing it in. Really he should have know not to take such a large hit. Calming down now that he had something to do instead of worry he took another hit. He’d forgotten how comfortable the feel of a blunt in your hand was.
His eye moving over to his boyfriend he watched him go over to get them drinks. Mainly focused on Strangways, who was closer to Kai right now than he was. He took another hit instead of going for his wand. If he'd be drinking than he should also be high. He'd promised Kai a good time and he knew how he got when only drinking.
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Post by Zayn Onyx on Jun 29, 2016 14:57:31 GMT -5
(outfit) Wearing none of them. Parties meant one thing to Zayn: free drugs. He’d made Ana bring him along, although he more begged and bitched until she let him follow. There wasn't really making Ana do anything she didn't want. Seeing the room, he was about to head for the tables before he saw the bracelets and let out a false laugh. Nope. No way was he doing any of that. Seeing that there was alcohol, weed and back rooms, he ditched Ana on his way to more interesting places. He found that the back rooms held places for hook ups of any kind you could imagine: broom closet, check; Bedroom from your dreams, check; what looked like a bathroom of a dive bar, check. Ignoring this he found the room he was looking for, or at least he thought it was the room he was looking for. As he sat down on the cushion and reached for a syringe in from of him, felt himself start to float up into the air instead. Oh? He shouldn't be surprised, there were muggle drugs and then there were wizarding ones. What he liked about the muggle ones is that most harmed physically you when you did them. The wizarding ones tended to have only psychological effects. The room much have been enchanted, and as he felt the effects of a cheering charm start to sink in to his body he started to laugh uncontrollably. Flying around the room, bouncing off the walks and bumping into the ceiling, this was definitely what he'd been looking for.
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Post by Edmund Strangways on Jun 29, 2016 17:32:24 GMT -5
:: outfit :: wearing a green glow bracelet :: Edmund hadn't been to a party in a while. Actually, he hadn't been social in a while. He had recently been wrapped up in a runes text that he had been rapidly deciphering for a month now. He was probably the only person ever who would find that entertaining. Entering the room, he saw a small group already gathered in the bar-setting. His eyes immediately went to the table and he frowned. He forwent thinking about it and grabbed a green bracelet, fumbling to get the stupid plastic piece to click the sides together. After a moment of struggles, he held it in his hand, surveying the room again. Eyeing the back of a familiar head, he approached the bar, sitting next to his brother. He recognized Bridgette, another Ravenclaw in his class. She had been his partner in potions a few times , and he admired her skill (he had dubbed her red and thanked her for saving his potion numerous times). He noticed the cleavage pouring out of her shirt, and the lacy black bra showing from the sides. The outfit was very tight on her, and he frowned in disapproval. "Scotch please, Red," he turned his attention back to the bracelet in a futile attempt to get it on. Lachlan was angled so he could see the room. "Looking for someone?" Edmund gave. He suddenly wondered why he had come in the first place. He didn't want to be around so many people, and he wasn't looking for anything. I think, he thought to himself. The thought of someone laying their head in his lap as he translated was a little tempting. He dropped the bracelet on the bar in frustration.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2016 18:19:27 GMT -5
cause ame' likes the cosplayShe was okay with being at a party where the bracelet color potential vastly under numbered the hook up potential. Then again what could she say she had came to the party dressed as an Indian princess. She might get kicked out because let's be honest this was not an outfit was not up to a dress code. However it should be noted that it was a good outfit, just not appropriate and the truth of the matter was if she bent over..well you know. None the less dressed as so she made her way in. Upon taking two steps, she hurriedly slipped into a corner and opened her mirror. Okay, good all her essentials were perfect. Not that anything should be expected and or be less known. She finally let out a small sigh directly onto the top part of her compact and watched as the compact slightly fogged over the circular edges of the mirror. Mirror, mirror on the wall,she thought as she closed the compact. Okay time to scan and see what was going on. As she looked their seemed to be absolutely nothing interesting going on. Yes there were people quietly gathering together, no doubt thinking that they needed to 'clique' up for the sake of feeling safe at a party like this. Safe as in, partying with friends should always be a blast and for the most part Ame' imagined that it was but one the liquor touched the tips of the lips and slowly but tastefully traveled down the throat, being safe was just a thought. Once you took a drink, letting loose often took on a whole new meaning. With this in mind, she turned and slid up against the wall, as she looked for a seat.
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