Ravenclaw Bar & Lab Grand Opening Party

[csi_sara]

::Screened for Ravenclaws, and their guests ( teatimeassassin, serpent-of-vee, dice-addict, franciscrawford, kayewinnet, lucifer-tiamat, anthony-crowley)::The dust has settled, the House Elves have cleaned up all the construction mess and decorated the room for a party. Blue and bronze streamers hang from the walls and small blue candles with bronze flames hand in the air, lighting the room. Most of the lab tables have been pushed back,

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[waste_lock]

It wasn't that he'd wanted to come, exactly. But it seemed, really, that he should, what with the brainfreezy machine he'd asked for being there and all. And there were always corners to lurk in.

Nny'd had a lot of practice lurking.

He'd ensconsed himself in an out-of-the-way spot, with a brainfreezy in one hand, and a knife he was clutching like a security blanket in the other.

[estebanmd]

Stephen Maturin, easing along the edges of the room, spots Nny in a secluded corner. He does not know how long he will need to wait for Nagini, and the prospect of using his amateur Parseltongue has him more nervous than he expected; some human company would be welcome.

He is juggling a plate of spotted dick and an odd translucent box which, on a closer look, appears to contain a corsage of black hellebore leaves and blossoms, narrowly constructed to circle a snake's girth, nested on a bed of killed and cleaned rodents. "Er, mind if I join you?" he addresses Nny.

[waste_lock]

Nny glanced up, mildly startled. "I guess." He peered curiously at the... was that a box of dead rats?... but didn't ask about it.

[serpent_of_vee]

*slithers on into the Ravenclaw corridor, snapping at anyone who gets in her way, the little queen that she is*

*finds her way over to estebanmd and tastes the air around him, sensing dinner nearby*

*raises her graceful head*

Sssss sss ss ssss ss! Sssss ssss ss.

Good to see you again! Thank you for inviting me.

[estebanmd]

*clears throat*

SsssSSSSSSssss ssssSSsss ss

THE PLEASURE IS ALL --

*coughs*

Sssssss sss sss. Sssssssss sssss sssss sss?

The pleasure is all mine. May I present you with a small token?

Maturin opens the translucent box, offering the corsage on its bed of delicately prepared meats -- carefully carved with his own scalpel.

[serpent_of_vee]

*eyes the corsage carefully before lowering her head to allow him to place it upon her*

*eyeing those rats a bit more*

Ssssssssss! Sss sssssss ss.

How lovely! You shouldn't have.

[estebanmd]

Ditching his uncared-for plate of pudding on a nearby end table, Stephen reveals a second plate stacked underneath, onto which he deftly transfers the filleted rodents. He places the plate with a flourish onto one side of a large plush loveseat, which he deems sizable and sturdy enough for his guest.

Sssss sss ssssss ssss?

May I help you up?

His awkwardly accented Parseltongue jolts up one and a half pitches as a rather ugly hat settles suddenly on his head.

[ugly_old_hat]

*perches on Dr. Maturin's head*

Can you understand what they're saying, Tom?