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amadshade · 03-23-2015, 10:18 PM

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Originally Posted by keepmeclose22

Austin watched as she curtsied, a proper curtsy this time too, and bowed in response. "Trust me, darling, it was my pleasure." He was loving this formal, gentlemanly attire. He loved bowing and dancing, and calling his friend 'darling' and 'sweetie'. Hopefully she didn't mind. He didn't mean it to be derogatory or anything. It was all a part of the night. Plus, this girl he didn't know just said he looked gentlemanly in his suit, and in his mind that was just icing on the cake.

DING DONG

Suddenly a loud dong let the whole student body know that midnight had come. As soon as the clock struck midnight, it felt as though a strange air had been lifted from the room. Maybe that was the spell being lifted, which would be nice. But the stroke of midnight also meant that Ophelia hadn't shown for the event at all. He had half expected it, with the events with her friend and all. But there was always that small glimmer of hope that maybe she would show. It was alright though. He was mad with Ophelia Clarke, but at least the night wasn't in vain, and he hoped that his friend thought so too.

He decided to take his mask off, which may have seem uncool, but it was time she got to see him for himself. Plus, how else was she going to know who he was when he gave her that bag of candy. She didn't necessarily have to take off his mask, he was sure they would meet again.

"Actually," He began. And now his awkwardness was showing through. He looked nervous and to cover that up, he bowed again. "I would love it if you would accompany me for a stroll." He hoped him being a gentleman would cover his awkwardness. After he got up from his bow he held out his arm for her to either reject, or to take. He hoped for the latter, but she was a girl of her own choices. But he would love if he would be able to continue his night with the company of his new friend.

Tora was just rising from her curtsy and smiling at what the gentleman was saying when-

DING-DONG

Tora looked around as all the attendants felt what must have been the spell that was keeping everyone's identities secret lift. Although she didn't know her partner any more now than before, it was fun to watch people's faces as they recognized who they had been talking to. Speaking of said partner, she turned back to him to meet him unmasked.

Whoa, cheekbones. It was her first thought because the dramatic night time ball lighting threw them into sharp relief. Her second thought was that he looked younger than she had thought when talking to him. At first, she remembered, she had thought him young, but then after talking and dancing he had seemed older. Now she wasn't so sure. Hmm. Should she ask his year or guess? Guessing seemed more fun, Tora decided after some thought, and it didn't really matter much to her what year his was. He spoke eloquently enough to communicate with someone her age.

Suddenly, she realized that this inner debate about his age had caused her to stare, probably unnervingly though she hoped not, for at least a minute. Not wanting to further any awkwardness between them Tora reached up and removed her own mask, revealing her regular old face. With not so regular old makeup. Her eyes had heavy eyeliner like always, but she had added sparkly eye shadow and eye jewels. These accents couldn't really be seen under a mask, and even if they were they would probably be mistaken for the mask itself. Tora still put them on. They made her feel pretty and, well now, they had a use.

"That would be grand," Tora said, taking the young man's offered arm. "Since the ball seems to be ending now, shall we head inside or do you think there is sommat else going on tonight?"

03-23-2015, 10:18 PM	#193 (permalink)
amadshade Firecrab Join Date: Mar 2013 Location: Ganymede (GMT-5) Posts: 777 Hogwarts RPG Name: Louise Fellen Third Year	Jupiter's Satellite Quote: Originally Posted by keepmeclose22 Austin watched as she curtsied, a proper curtsy this time too, and bowed in response. "Trust me, darling, it was my pleasure." He was loving this formal, gentlemanly attire. He loved bowing and dancing, and calling his friend 'darling' and 'sweetie'. Hopefully she didn't mind. He didn't mean it to be derogatory or anything. It was all a part of the night. Plus, this girl he didn't know just said he looked gentlemanly in his suit, and in his mind that was just icing on the cake. DING DONG Suddenly a loud dong let the whole student body know that midnight had come. As soon as the clock struck midnight, it felt as though a strange air had been lifted from the room. Maybe that was the spell being lifted, which would be nice. But the stroke of midnight also meant that Ophelia hadn't shown for the event at all. He had half expected it, with the events with her friend and all. But there was always that small glimmer of hope that maybe she would show. It was alright though. He was mad with Ophelia Clarke, but at least the night wasn't in vain, and he hoped that his friend thought so too. He decided to take his mask off, which may have seem uncool, but it was time she got to see him for himself. Plus, how else was she going to know who he was when he gave her that bag of candy. She didn't necessarily have to take off his mask, he was sure they would meet again. "Actually," He began. And now his awkwardness was showing through. He looked nervous and to cover that up, he bowed again. "I would love it if you would accompany me for a stroll." He hoped him being a gentleman would cover his awkwardness. After he got up from his bow he held out his arm for her to either reject, or to take. He hoped for the latter, but she was a girl of her own choices. But he would love if he would be able to continue his night with the company of his new friend. Tora was just rising from her curtsy and smiling at what the gentleman was saying when- DING-DONG Tora looked around as all the attendants felt what must have been the spell that was keeping everyone's identities secret lift. Although she didn't know her partner any more now than before, it was fun to watch people's faces as they recognized who they had been talking to. Speaking of said partner, she turned back to him to meet him unmasked. Whoa, cheekbones. It was her first thought because the dramatic night time ball lighting threw them into sharp relief. Her second thought was that he looked younger than she had thought when talking to him. At first, she remembered, she had thought him young, but then after talking and dancing he had seemed older. Now she wasn't so sure. Hmm. Should she ask his year or guess? Guessing seemed more fun, Tora decided after some thought, and it didn't really matter much to her what year his was. He spoke eloquently enough to communicate with someone her age. Suddenly, she realized that this inner debate about his age had caused her to stare, probably unnervingly though she hoped not, for at least a minute. Not wanting to further any awkwardness between them Tora reached up and removed her own mask, revealing her regular old face. With not so regular old makeup. Her eyes had heavy eyeliner like always, but she had added sparkly eye shadow and eye jewels. These accents couldn't really be seen under a mask, and even if they were they would probably be mistaken for the mask itself. Tora still put them on. They made her feel pretty and, well now, they had a use. "That would be grand," Tora said, taking the young man's offered arm. "Since the ball seems to be ending now, shall we head inside or do you think there is sommat else going on tonight?" __________________