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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising
Amelia grinned gleefully as she took the seat she was hovering over. "Why thank you!" she said, in her most polite manner setting her plate and drinks up in front of her. "Oh boy! I haven't had one of these soda things since I was five!" she explained out of a random moment, opening up the bottle like a little kid opening their christmas presents.
She smiled as Madam Kohan posed a question for her about music and then nodded. Just before responding, she anxiously took a sip of her soda and then said, "Oh music! Well I really love most types of music, but something about country just draws me in." Madame Kohan laughed cheerfully as Amelia spoke of the soa that sat in front of her. “Quite good, aren’t they? Definitely an acquired taste, I believe, but I do find them quite good.” She remarked, looking on in amusement.
As Amelia answered her question, Angela tilted her head to one side. “Country? Really? You’re the first person in a while that I’ve heard give that answer.” She replied. “Though country does have a nice sound.” Quote:
Originally Posted by Monkey Princess Ariana smiled, "Oh, it's no trouble. I just need to study really for my Herbology and DADA exam." she didn't want to say how badly she had been doing in those classes, for some reason plants and defensive magic were not her fortay.
She nodded, putting the thought away in her mind to process later. "True, though I could ask my mother where she got her, that might tell me something." she murmured, more to herself than to Kohan.
At this, Ariana laughed, a soft chuckle as she sipped her drink again. "Oh, the poor goat." she joked. Then a bit more seriously she added, " Do you know how it got into the room?" she asked, a puzzled look on her face, which quickly turned to another warm smile. Pleased that Ariana wouldn’t have any trouble, Madame Kohan folded her hands in front of her. “Herbology and DADA?” She repeated. “Herbology was never my strong suit.” She remarked. “I could never really get into the plants and such. It just didn’t catch my interest.”
Nodding as Ariana spoke, though Angela couldn’t quite hear everything, she glanced at the band as they finished another song. It certainly would be nice to dance…
“Poor goat?” She asked with a laugh of her own as she turned back around, realizing, however, that Ariana was joking. “Actually, yes….” Quote:
Originally Posted by Mamushkaleontti Fabian trailed around the tables peaking at the dance floor every once and a while. Music was quite eccentric and new. He could feel his body moving to the rhythm if he didn't try so hard to control it from movement by stiffening hard.
A goat? He fiddled curiously at the words that were loud enough for him to hear. For a moment he thought it was someone targeting a personal insult towards him. Who would want to discuss goats in the middle of this fancy ball? He stole a peak at the nearest table out of curiosity to find Miss Angela, of course, everything fell in place. There was only one goat she would be referring to. Fex. He was able to catch Ariana's last words, with his fast reflexes, before Angela would have time to respond. Fabian interjected with a cough to address his presence.
"Good Evening!" he spoke loud enough to carry his voice through the music, "would you mind a dance with me Angela?" before she could even respond he took hold of her floating hand and pulled her up, "Excuse me Ariana" flashing a warm smile at the Ravenclaw. Without looking at Angela, he tugged her, gently while keeping a firm hand on hers, towards the dance floor without looking at her yet. Her answer was cut short by a sudden cough near her. Glancing up, she was surprised to see Fabian standing right next to her. “Well, good evening to you as well Fabian.” She greeted with a smile. Goodness, could he possibly read minds? “I’d be delighted.” She accepted while standing. He seemed so sure of himself; as though he knew that she wouldn’t refuse his offer. Confidence. She liked that.
Tossing a wave and apologetic smile to Ariana and Amelia, Angela followed Fabian to the dance floor. |