Open RP - The Turlough-Hagrid wedding shower and chocolate plotstravaganza!

[nerdsexgoddess]

Very early on Friday morning, a team of house elves had begun construction of a large and gaudy pavilion, located just outside the window of the groundskeeper's hut. There was a lot of noise going on during this construction, which probably woke anyone currently sleeping in said gamekeeper hut

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[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zel hadn't quite absorbed yet that all the food at events like these was suspect now. Unfortunately, he'd no sooner finished a self-assembled sandwich than he was apparently struck by lightning, but emerged unharmed. Physically, anyway.

He didn't look that different, except for some reason he was wearing black. And had a quite ridiculous expression of brooding on his face. This was liable to clear up at the approach of anyone cute and female.

((OOC: So, because I've been dying to, Astral-Plane-event!Zel has hopped over to reality. Warning: he will most likely brood at or flirt with any character who approaches him, depending on his mood and their gender.))

[babylonjackal]

((OOC: Blame someone else...I tried to get talked out of this))

Akabane hadn't been at Hogwarts, this time, long enough to learn that unsolicited food is generally not safe. He could be, when he wished, quite social and charming. Curious about the goings on, he picked up a glass of the punch. He was looking around, evaluating those present for which would be most entertaining as he sipped.

When she set the glass down again, her intentions had changed. She was still evaluating who would be most interesting, but in the coy way one finds a dance partner at a ball. The trick, though, was to approach that person without being obvious about it. She glanced over at him a couple of times, wishing she could remember where she'd left her fan. Oh, this game was so much easier with a fan to talk with. Shyly, she stepped a little closer to the brooding stranger. Something about his countenance drew her. A deep thinker or something, she couldn't quite identify, drew her to him.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zel glanced at the girl from the corner of his eye. He tried not to smile; she'd have to get through the brooding first, but perhaps she could be the one...

[babylonjackal]

Ah, he looked. Her heart thrilled slightly. Perhaps this could be done, even without the aid of fans. She glanced around the gazebo, looking but not looking at him as she took an accidental step toward him. It was extremely untoward for a lady of breeding to approach a gentleman, no matter now fair.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zel moved through the crowd, seemingly at random, but really toward her. He nodded slightly when their movements brought them next to one another.

[babylonjackal]

Akabane lowered her eyes, a tinge of pink on her cheeks and a tiny smile curving her lips. She glanced at the gentleman before bringing her hand up, momentarily forgetting she didn't have a fan. She tried not to giggle as she curtsied just enough to return the bow he'd given her.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

"Quite a party," he murmured. He forced down a smile - brooding, remember? - and looked at her directly.

[babylonjackal]

Akabane nodded. "Yes, it is," she said, her voice low as was proper for a lady. She glanced up through her eyelashes and felt color touch her cheeks more as her lips curved a little more. "A chance to meet good company," she added.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

"Perhaps," he replied, trying to sound bored.

[babylonjackal]

Oh, for a fan... And there were none to be had. "I must confess that I have not had the opportunity to meet many people here," she said shyly. "And few that I am acquainted with are of a caliber to be interesting," she added, her tone easily implying that the one in front of her was quite interesting.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

A little smirk slipped through. "Well, now you have the opportunity to change that."

[babylonjackal]

Ah, the forwardness of this conversation. It was enough to make a maid flush. "I am called Akabane," she said, glancing at him out of the corner of her eyes. She laughed a little. "It's an odd name, isn't it?"

[ra_tilt_chimera]

He shrugged slightly. "I'm used to odd names. Mine is Zelgadiss."

[babylonjackal]

"Truly a pleasure to meet you, Master Selgadiss," she murmured. "How is it that you are acquainted with the...celebrants?" she asked. Though, if the logical question were asked to follow up, she would shame herself by having to admit she'd not been invited, that she could remember.

[ra_tilt_chimera]

He thought he might have met Turlough once or twice, but that was probably not sufficient grounds for his presence. So he shrugged. "The invitation was open and it seemed to me that this was as good a time as any to become acquainted with them."

[babylonjackal]

Ah, an open invitation to spare her humiliation. Relief made her smile a little more genuine than she'd meant to give. "It does seem a good time," she agreed.