Open RP: Party in the Ravenclaw Common Room

[usethepoker]

Susan didn't do any advertising for the party she'd planned--nobody would understand why, and she didn't feel like explaining. So she just spread munchies, punch bowls, and weird fruit trays around, left out a few cases of butterbeer and firewhiskey, and tacked a sign up over the bar that read

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[chance_silvey]

Liquor's a common enough sight around here. It's the weird fruit trays that catch Chance's eye. There's a sign that says PARTY, and only one person partying, in a rather subdued fashion.

"Celebrating something?" Chance asks the seated woman.

[usethepoker]

Susan had been away too long...she'd never seen this woman before, and, she had a feeling, would meet many, many more strangers before the evening was through.

"Oh yes," she said. "Though I can't really say why. And honestly, this place doesn't seem to need a reason." She set her drink aside, smiling an increasingly less-rare smile. "I don't believe we've met--I'm Susan."

[chance_silvey]

"I wouldn't celebrate Hogwarts. It does seem the kind of place that'd drive people to drink," says Chance, with a half-smile, and bends a little to offer her hand. "I'm Chance."

[usethepoker]

Susan shook her hand. "Oh, it's enough to drive people to a lot of things," she said, with feeling. "But just now I'm almost inordinately pleased with life, and decided to share it." For Susan to face the world with anything other than chronic annoyance was little short of amazing, but in the last few weeks she had, to her own considerable surprise, found herself more content than irritated.

Huh.

"In any case, pleased to meet you, Chance. Are you in Ravenclaw? I was popcorned, for a while," she said, by way of explanation, "and since I came back I haven't exactly been social, so I'm afraid there will be a lot of people I don't know." Not that she'd have cared, before...it was weird, actually wanting to be around other people, but not at all unpleasant.

[rogue_nebari]

Chiana will almost never turn down free booze. This is not one of the "almosts". "Hey there. Nice hair." She helps herself to a bottle of firewhiskey.

[usethepoker]

"Hi," Susan said, looking up. "And, ah, thank you, I think," she added--she wasn't used to getting compliments about the hair. The hair knew it, too, and without consulting her rearranged itself smugly. Susan had seen this woman in passing, she thought, but had never met her. "I'm Susan."

[rogue_nebari]

Chiana gulps down some of the firewhiskey and wipes at her mouth. "I'm a fan of the monochrome look. Chiana."

[usethepoker]

"Pleased to meet you," Susan said. "I've seen you around, I think--are you in Ravenclaw, or just hopping in for a bit?"

[fm_elric]

"I didn't really think you were the type to throw a party, Susan," Ed said aloud as he walked into the common room and noticed Susan sitting among the party supplies.

[usethepoker]

"Ed," she said, smiling. "I hoped you'd turn up. I'm not, really, but I finally decided that this--" she indicated her eyebrows "--needed celebrating." Pouring herself a butterbeer, she nodded to the bar. "Help yourself, while there's still anything to be had. Once word of this gets out, it will probably get stampeded, knowing this place. You don't have Winry with you, do you?" Susan wanted to meet Ed's (clandestine) fiancee.

[fm_elric]

"Winry? No, not right now. I honestly don't know what she's up to at the moment; I've been in the library all day." Ed figured she was probably sleeping or fiddling with something mechanical at the moment. Not that he really wanted her to meet Susan- when he'd let slip that he had been hanging around with Susan, Winry's reaction hadn't been entirely pleasant. It turned out that she had just as fierce a jealous streak as Edward did.

[usethepoker]

Susan thought she could intepret that expression. "I see," she said, as gravely as she could manage--which wasn't very. "Well, you can assure her when we do meet that I'm absolutely no threat."

[ian_ma1co1m]

"Mmm, munchies!"

Ian Malcolm stopped to take in the spectacle on his way to the door.

"Is there some Hogwartsian holiday I should've marked on my calendar, but missed?"

[chance_silvey]

Chance hears a familiar voice and turns. "Dr Malcolm -- good to see you again."

[ian_ma1co1m]

"Dr. Silvey." He nodded in her direction. "You look in much better trim than when last I saw you, body and soul. Are you the one to thank for all this?" He smiled.

[chance_silvey]

"Thanks, I think," says Chance, amused at the double-edged compliment, though she's fairly sure it wasn't intended negatively. "No, I haven't got anything much to celebrate. If I'm still here in October I may have a deathday party, mind you. Our hostess this evening is yonder." She waves toward Susan's chair.

[estebanmd]

On his way through the common room, Stephen stopped and stared. Then he began to laugh.

"By God, you did it."

[usethepoker]

Susan couldn't help but laugh as well. "I said I would, didn't I? I just didn't feel like advertising it abroad first."

[estebanmd]

"I give you joy of it, my dear," said Stephen, still laughing. "I think I must stay for this."

[usethepoker]

"It's certainly picking up quickly." She glanced around the room. "I had a feeling I wouldn't need to advertise, for it to fill up--people in this school seem to have some magnetism that draws them to these things."