We say hello to say goodbye

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WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Light
RATING: G and up
WHEN: September 1st
WHERE: The Great Hall and so on
WHAT: 4th wall log for the start of term feast and endgame
STATUS: Ongoing

For once, the sun is shining brightly as the Hogwarts Express makes its way to it's destination. It's been a long Summer, but now it's time to leave behind all the playing and mischief in order to go forth and be productive students- haha, as if that's going to stop anyone!

The arrival at Hogwarts is cheerful and exciting. There seem to be lots of new people here this year, both students and professors alike. Everyone seems to be excited to start the new year off, and the elves have outdone themselves this year. The start of term feast is delicious and full of all kinds of deliciou food. The sky above the Great Hall features a crystal clear, brightly shining moon and twinkling stars.

As the feast ends, Dumbledore will rise and make his usual announcements- but the difference is, he doesn't send everyone to bed. Instead, he claps his hands and the tables move out of the way and music starts playing. He says that tonight is a very special night! It marks the 1000th year anniversary that Hogwarts has been open! So a party is being thrown in honor of such a special occasion!

Over the course of the night, as if the castle itself wants to get in on things and make it's impact, some people will find that they are more prone to opening up. They won't exactly spill their guts, but if they have feelings they wish to share with someone, then they'll find themselves much less inclined to keep shut on them. This will carry on all night, and well into the next day or two.

So mingle, have fun, and try not to indulge in too many desserts! You do still have class tomorrow.

Comments

Feast/Party

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[preanimator]

[Herbert doesn't really like parties, nor is he terribly interested in feasts, so he'll mostly keep to himself for this, sitting with his dormmates during the meal, then finding a quiet corner to avoid the dancing and the rest of the revelries.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce comes and finds Herbert in his corner, smiling brightly at the reserved boy as he sits with him.] Hey, not dancing?

[preanimator]

Bruce, when do I ever dance? [sniffs] I don't even know how to, even if I was inclined to waste my time with such a frivolous activity.

[brothor]

[Thor loves parties, Thor loves bothering people at parties. He and Herbert's collision was destined in the stars this evening, it seems. He bounds toward the smaller boy, shouldering him playfully once he's close.]

You have grown tall, Herbert! I hardly recognised you!

[preanimator]

[Herbert has shot up over the summer from his diminutive 5'2" to ... a slightly less diminutive 5'3 1/2". He makes an 'oof' sound as he's shoulder, pursing his lips at the apparent enthusiastic-overgrown-dog-turned-boy.] It's an inch and a half, hardly enough to significantly impact my appearance. I see you grow more and more enormous with every passing summer.

[arrogantalloy]

As per usual. Tony was making the most of the party, and he was easily talking and laughing with those around him. But after awhile, he finds himself feeling the need to just sit back for a moment, feeling like a break. And in definite need of some chocolate mousse that is on offer at one of the tables.

So for now, he sits at one of the tables, looking fairly pleased with himself and excited about the festivities of the night as he eats his dessert and drinks some apple cider.

[brothor]

Tony isn't the only one in need of mousse- actually, maybe Thor doesn't really need anymore of that sugar. He approaches making low rumbling sounds with his hands held up to his head like antlers. As he draws closer, it becomes more apparent that he's grunting the word 'mousse' repeatedly.

Once at the table, he will drop his hands and bellow "MOOOOOOOOUSSE" before picking up the glass bowl with an oddly delicate way about him. "Just like back home."

[arrogantalloy]

Tony at first just raises an eyebrow at him as he sees Thor antler up. And by the time he's at the table bellowing, Tony can't hold back a laugh. Watching him pick up the bowl with a smirk.

"You know, that's a good look for you. So, what. Eat all the sugar in the house before getting on the train? Because even for you this is more excited than normal."

He eats some of his own mousse with a grin. Feeling a little more energetic himself from Thor's energy.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce comes around behind Tony and glances at the mousse, dipping a finger in it to taste and grimacing at how sweet it is. "I don't know how you eat this stuff."

[arrogantalloy]

As he sees the finger, he leans back to watch Bruce. Grinning almost stupidly as he watches him put the mousse in his mouth and sucking on it.

"Well, for a start, I use a spoon. That was a good look on you by the way."

[wwistful]

[Murdoc looks understandably befuddled as the celebrations begin. Admittedly, he'd been hoping to skulk off to bed at a reasonable hour like the grumpy old man he is. He can't really understand the logic behind a party the night before classes, but he knows better than to argue with the headmaster. Sort of. That doesn't mean he won't cast pointed glances at the older man from across the hall.

Speaking of pointed glances, he certainly isn't dancing or indulging in desserts, but he can't help but be tempted by a particularly glamorous mousse sitting upon a nearby table. He's been trying to ignore it most of the night, but he seems to coast past it every so often with the fire of an internal debate in his eyes.

No Murdoc. Be strong. It won't make you happy.]

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

[Don't worry Murdoc, Mamma's here to make you strong AND happy!

She sashays over with a large serving of the mousse Murdoc's been eying and practically shoves it in his face, grinning broadly.]

Come on, sveethott! Eat eat eat! Und avter, ve dance!

[wwistful]

[Murdoc is strong enough! And fighting to fit into his supremely tight pants after a summer of doing nothing but eat cake with his boyfriend.

Livin the hard life.]

Ah- Miss Jaeger. [He flinches, but he takes the mousse. He can't deny it when it's so close to him.] I really shouldn't, you know. [But it seems he is anyway.]

Re: Feast/Party

[brothor]

Thor had been particularly unimpressed with the idea of a difficult year filled with hours of schoolwork and nagging ahead of him. Like many young boys his age, he seems to firmly believe he'll simply grow up into a successful and handsome man and life will follow suit. However, unlike many others, he faces all challenges with blinding enthusiasm. It goes without saying that any old friends are greeted with firm but comforting hugs followed by affectionate arm punches. Thor is indeed the boy who ate the sun. And. At least a cart full of candy on the train ride to school.

The party is a natural sort of stimulation to his already energetic attitude. As soon as the music starts, he's ready to show the school a few of his new moves. This year is destined to be fantastic, he can feel it in his dancing feet.

[streetsmarts]

[Nick can be found lingering around the drinks table. He's clearly waiting for a private moment so he can liven things up a little, but he's looking skeptical. He has, of course, tried this before only to be greeted by a repulsion charm. He bruised more than his pride that day, that's for sure.

Whatever! He's sure they won't pull the same trick twice, right? He's going to go ahead and pull out that flask of his, tipping it into the punch and... yeah. That's flying right back into his face.]

Aw- hell.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony comes up for some punch, just as the contents of the flask bounce back into his face. Tony gives a short laugh before pouring the still untainted punch into a cup.]

Most people wait at least a day before trying to get sent to Dumbldores office.

[He takes a drink.]

Aiming for a personal best or something?

[streetsmarts]

Yeah? Well I'm not most people.

[He grumbles, wiping with thinly veiled desperation. These robes are goddamn expensive.]

Aiming to turn this snoozefest into a real party is all. Guess that's a crime. [Yes, yes it is.]

[marshall_lee]

[Marshall notices Nick trying to give the punch a bit more of a kick and chuckles. He casually leans in.]

Why waste good booze on other people?

[streetsmarts]

I'm a giver, it's what I do.

[He shrugs, trying not to look too dejected about his clothing. Hey, even his uniform has gotta look sharp right?]

Figured it might liven this pajama party up.

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane's eye is drawn by the motion, and while she isn't sure exactly what's just happened, the loud snap of magic seems to imply something slightly on the violent side. She hurries over, eyes wide with concern.]

Are you okay? What happened? [She hasn't seen Nick since their date, which went {insert way it went here}. He hasn't changed all that much, she thinks.]

[savviest]

[Jack's attendance, even as a teacher has been...patchy. To say the least. Often he forgets that he's a teacher, or where he is at all, to be perfectly honest. By some miracle, he'd stumbled back into Hogwarts far too late for the feast but just in time for the party.

Delighted to be greeted by the festive scene, he raises his hands over his head and lets out a triumphant cry before swaggering into the hall as if he's a perfectly professional professor.]

[mammas_goot_to_hyu]

[Mamma's quick to greet him with a joyous roar before stomping over to him and scooping him up in a bear hug that just so happens to bury the small man's head in her chest.]

Jack! Und here I vos tinkink hyu vouldn't find hyu vay back to shkool!

[marshall_lee]

Marshall is wandering around the crowd, stopping to chat with people for a few minutes and humming along to the music. He's moving along with a slight dance to his step. It felt good being back.. Summer had been good as far as playing music and going to concerts and all but in his down time he had actually felt lonely.

Not that he would admit it.

Well, ok maybe to a few people.

He smiled to himself. This year was going to be awesome.

Next day

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