Schmoozing for a good weekend.

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony, and Open to all.
TONE: Casual and friendly
RATING: G
WHEN: No set time. But close to a Hogsmeade weekend.
WHERE:  Great Hall at lunch time.
WHAT: Tony's out to find out what he's going to be doing for Hogsmeade weekend.
STATUS: On going.



Tony launched himself into the great hall, and looked out over the tables, looking to see who was around for him to harass.
Faces of friends and girls were all going through his mind.

But what did he want to do?

He could always go to his houses table and see what the other's were thinking of doing. There was always science to be had with his house mates.

Or find himself on the Gryffindor table, he could see Steve and Thor. They were always up for some interesting fun. He knew if he could make something sound fun to the loud Scandinavian. That Steve would surly follow to make sure they didn't get into trouble. Steve was good like that.

But then, there was also all the girls that were around, and girls were always fun to share a butter beer with.

The teen decided to test the waters, he approached the tables and looked around at the others.

"So. Are we going to have a great Hogsmeade weekend? Or are we all going to have a great hogsmeade weekend? Right"

Like always he brought his flamboyant American charm to the situations.

Comments

Hi from another American!

[its_cor_aline]

Coraline looked up and smiled.
"You bet! I need to stop at the joke shop for...uh..things"

Re: Hi from another American!

[arrogantalloy]

Tony glances at the girl, taking a second to place her name. Then he grins.

"Things? And, uh, what kinda things would they be?"

He comes closer to his fellow Ravenclaw, wanting to know more.

[its_cor_aline]

She grinned.
"Oh, you know...un things for the end of the year. I always think it should go out with a bang don't you think?"

[arrogantalloy]

Go out with a bang These are words Tony loves to hear. He grins widely as he casually drops himself onto the bench, leaning against the table as he looks at her.

"Come on, you have to let me in on this one. So, what are the specs? What are you thinking of?"

[its_cor_aline]

Coraline reaches into her bag and pulls out a piece of paper with some drawings.
"Full on fireworks display!"
She points to parts of the paper as she's talking.
"I figured we could place them in the towers and charm them to go off right as everyone is leaving. I'll already have my broom out of storage to take home so I can set them up."
She paused for a moment considering the change of plans if Tony really wanted to help.
"If you really want to help I could get another broom out of storage when I go to get mine if you don't have one."

[arrogantalloy]

He looks over her plans, mental calculations for everything going through his head. He likes her plans.

Then he glances at her as she mentions brooms.

"Oh, I have a broom. Don't you worry about me on that end. I was born to fly."

[its_cor_aline]

"Excellent! We can fly up to the rooftops easily then! We can meet up about an hour or so before everyone leaves so we can plant them!"

At his comment about flying she regards him curiously.

"Seriously? Dude, if you're such a good flyer why don't you try out for Quidditch? I'm Ravenclaw's Seeker and I know we could really use more people that are good flyers."

[cantstarvethisfire]

"Most people are busy studying for exams."

[arrogantalloy]

Tony raised an eyebrow at the girl.

With her being in Slytherin, he never took the time to learn her name. That didn't mean he hadn't noticed her around.

He gives her a thoughtful look.

"Exams? That's cute, no really. Cute, you're actually busy worrying about them?"

He put his hands in his pockets and rocked back and fourth on the balls of his feet, giving her a smirk.

[cantstarvethisfire]

Katniss glanced up at the overly confident boy.

"Didn't say that I was, just that most people are."

[arrogantalloy]

He continues to smirk at her.

"Okay then, Pippy Long-stonging. What are you going to be doing for Hogsmeade weekend? Secret rendezvous with a boy? Is he a Gryffindor? Studying? Overloading on liquorice snaps in Honeydukes?"

[cantstarvethisfire]

That got Katniss laughing enough to stop eating her lunch. She put her fork down on her plate and matched his smirk.

"I'm not planning any rendezvous this weekend. I'm picking up potions ingredients this weekend."

[arrogantalloy]

He looks amused.

"Well look at that, she can can laugh, she can smirk. It's a good look for you, you should wear it more often."

Tony's smirk turns to a grin.

"Class/exam based ingredients? Or are they for something more extracurricular?"

[mo_cara]

The boy in the creepy black-and-white clown make-up glanced up, giving Tony a sort of clueless stare. "Huh?"

[arrogantalloy]

Looking at Gamzee, both Tony's eyebrows raise slightly at his make up.

"Wow, you've got the whole. Face, thing going on there. No, no, I like it. It's real Perriot stuff there."

Tony gestures to his own face when referring to the others face paint.

"Tell me Ringling Brothers; looking forward to the Hogsmeade weekend?"

[mo_cara]

"Pierrot," Gamzee corrects absently. "And this ain't no Comedia dell'motherfuckin' Arte thing, though I'm cool with that shit. It still be clowns."

He leans on one hand, staring at Tony as though the question requires a great deal of thought, though, and finally answers, "Yeah, I guess, last chance to stock up on motherfuckin' magical shit before the hols."

[arrogantalloy]

"Then what is it? Some kind of Buddhist thing? Because. Hey, it works for you. I'm not going to argue that, I'm just, you know curious."

Tony shifted his weight.

"Last chance? It's not like Diagonally's going to be closed for business when we're not for school."

[mo_cara]

"Yeah, but I can't be going there or nothing. My da's a Muggle," Gamzee explains, "And we ain't nowhere near motherfuckin' London." As is probably evident by the thick Welsh accent.

"And I don't know about no Buddha thing, but this shit," he taps one side of his face, at the edge of the white paint, smiling with sudden enthusiasm, "means I be down with the clown, motherfucker!"

[arrogantalloy]

Tony shrugs vaguely. Despite living here since he was 8 it's all just an English accent to him.

"If he's a muggle he should have a car, this is England, not America, everything's just a few hours away from everything."

He's a very rich boy, these things really aren't a problem for him.

"D-Down with the clown? Okay well sure. That doesn't sound as bad as some of the things I've read about. What is it? Just grease paint?"

He leans in closer to him, almost wanting to just reach out and touch it so he can check it out.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce didn't glance up from his book, chewing an apple as he turned the page. "Sit down and eat already, Tony," he murmured distractedly, tugging on Tony's sleeve. "Can't do your thing without something in your stomach."

[arrogantalloy]

Glancing down at his sleeve, Tony drops into the chair next to Bruce. Leaning his back against the table and invades his space to see that he was reading.

"I was born to do my thing, with or without a full stomach."

He looks at the apple.

"What? Just an apple?"

[greenmoonrising]

"I'm not that hungry, it's more than enough."

Sighing, he shifted a bit so Tony could read with him more comfortably.

[arrogantalloy]

"Trying to keep your figure for me, how cute."

He chuckles at his own joke, reaching across Bruce to gets some blueberries from a bowl.

"If you don't surface, you're going to have a permanent stoop, you know that right? Girls don't want the hunchback of Notre Dame, they want Phoebus."

Tony nudges his friend playfully, as he tosses a blueberry into his mouth.

[greenmoonrising]

Rolling his eyes, Bruce turned the page, setting down his half-eaten apple on his plate and pushing it away. "If I were trying to get my figure right for you, I'd eat more to get curves."

As he kept reading he murmured, "I don't care about what girls want, I told you that... and I exercise enough that I don't stoop."

[arrogantalloy]

He raises an eyebrow.

"Hey now, that almost sounds like you're calling me picky. They don't always need curves."

Tony sat and watches Bruce as he mumbles at his book.

"Well you should care about them. And exercise isn't going to stop your stooping, sitting up straighter will."