Disaster Bash, Costume Masque.

Jul 27, 2012 22:52

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pureprincess_p July 29 2012, 01:49:46 UTC
Pansy entered the party as if it were her own. "Beautiful," she breathed, appreciating the layout as usual. Riley was always good for a party. His rivaled Draco's, which was seriously saying something for Pansy.

"So am I to assume we're going to have another anonymous 'who's in my mouth' evening?" Pansy drawled with a laugh, motioning to the masks.

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daphne_x July 29 2012, 01:57:23 UTC
"You know these are Riley's favorite," she said, readjusting her own black and green mask. It went beautifully with her skin tight black lace dress. Not one of Daphne's usual pieces, much too tight and revealing, but she wanted something new.

"And it's not like we won't know everyone here."

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pureprincess_p July 29 2012, 21:54:26 UTC
Pansy picked up a white laced mask, adjusting it carefully over her hair. "How's this?" she asked her friends, turning to face them. She did a little twirl, just for good measure.

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daphne_x July 29 2012, 21:56:41 UTC
"The white makes you look so tan!" she squealed, admiring the glow in Pansy's cheeks. The summer was always good to her. Daphne sipped her drink, careful to keep her own mask in place.

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allaboot_terry July 29 2012, 22:04:06 UTC
Terry wasn't sure exactly how to enter a party. He'd never exactly been invited to one, let alone interested in going. Sure, there had been a few events at Hogwarts he'd attended, but never anything as serious as a huge blow out at a Slytherin seventh year's mansion.

Never anything as serious as a secret mission to a seventh year Slytherin's mansion to meet up with his... well hopefully still his girlfriend... who told him to stay away.

But Drew had to be right- she was using this party to reach out to him, right? Why else would his Daphne spread something like that so publicly?

"In we go, I guess?" Terry asked Drew, not exactly expecting an answer back. He took one last look up at the gigantic place before approaching the front door.

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drewkirke July 29 2012, 22:07:51 UTC
When they stepped inside Drew was in absolute awe. He had never in his life imagined somebody could actually like in a place like this. The architecture was out of this world - so rustic and classic. If it had been any other circumstance, Drew would have pulled out his sketch pad.

"Go find her mate...I'm going to...wander," he said, spotting the bar. He wondered what kind of supply this kid had. He hoped it was strong enough to take the edge off of his week and calm him down.

Then Drew took off, leaving Terry to his own mission. It was something he had to do alone anyway.

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allaboot_terry July 29 2012, 22:12:28 UTC
Terry heard Drew, but his eyes were scanning the crowd. Realizing Drew intended to leave him alone, he glanced over at his side where his step-brother had been, but Drew was now gone.

"Shite," he muttered, not wanting to waste time going after him. But secretly he'd been hoping to have someone to fall back on, instead of being that awkward kid searching the room alone.

An elf walked past him with a tray of drinks, some fizzling, some neon... very fancy stuff. He grabbed one of the green neon ones without thinking, and took a big sip pushing his way into the fully raging party.

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daphne_x July 29 2012, 22:18:00 UTC
It was well into the night but that wasn't going to slow Daphne down. Now that the party was in full swing she was finally starting to feel like her old self again, pushing the dull ache in her chest out of her mind. The endless stream of drinks definitely helped.

"I'm going to get another drink!" she called to the group on the dance floor before pushing back into the front of the house. Even though it was hot, her curls managed to stay perfectly bouncy but her tight dress clung to her completely.

Just as she reached for a new drink, pink and fizzy, she caught a familiar face across the room. She nearly dropped the drink as her heart sunk into her chest. For a moment, she didn't move. All Daphne could do was stare at him.

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marloww July 29 2012, 22:34:57 UTC
She had no reason to be there. Not a single one. Riley O'Dannihugh parties were always rumored to be strange and outrageous nights. She was not a strange and outrageous person. Ever since the night of the World Cup incident, however, she hadn't been able to get Riley out of her head. Then, there was the ever-gnawing-at-her-brain Death Eater wand just sitting in the top drawer of her bedside table.

So. She threw on the nicest dress she found in her wardrobe and told her parents she was spending the night at Zoey's and attending one of Zoey's ballroom dancing classes. It was an easy lie and one that came to her more smoothly then she would have liked.

When she arrived at the manor, she picked up a mask- this one the same red in color, before she went off to find Riley.

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riley_s_od July 30 2012, 15:34:17 UTC
It had been just an hour, and Riley was drunk.

He was down to a dark pair of expensive trousers and black, leather boots. Where his shirt had gone, he wasn't sure, but he had a funny feeling it had something to do with the bottle blond draped across his lap. She sat there, giggling, twirling her dyed locks around a long, well manicured finger as she sipped on a pink beverage-- Riley wasn't sure what it was. Something for women, he assumed, as most pink things were. She'd been chattering on about other things meant for women; the new outfit she'd purchased for the party, whether her mask properly matched the colour of her shoes, and something about soul mates. Honestly, Riley had tuned out after shopping.

"Get off," he said abruptly, silencing her chatter with two, quick words. She blinked at him, her large green eyes startled. Riley nodded, "Yes, yes. There's other wealthy men out there that are dying to speak with you! Go on ( ... )

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marloww July 30 2012, 15:48:40 UTC
"Men," was all she said, her voice low with a hint of laughter in her tone.

She had been watching, though only momentarily. The scene of the blonde running off had caused a minute pause in the party talk, all eyes on the girl as she maneuvered toward another room, her mask hiding the obvious embarrassment. Marlow had stepped forward, her face hidden by the mask, although her bright red lips were curled into a smirk.

She never knew that his parties were like this.

"You aren't a bit chilly?" she asked him, raising her eyebrows. "You know, lounging about like that in all of nothing?"

She hadn't disliked the shirtless thing he had going on. He did resemble more of a pirate then anything, however.

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rockinriah July 31 2012, 00:53:06 UTC
ooc: I have nothing to contribute here but !!!!! Yay random Zoey shout out!

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drewkirke July 29 2012, 23:37:29 UTC
The only reason Drew was here was to help out his stepbrother, Terry. He had never had any interest in these kind of affairs before. There wasn't anyone that he recognized or even cared to talk to. He was in a household full of Slytherins...the very people that gave the wizarding world such a bad name.

Regardless, he grabbed a mask from the table. It was a black and red leather mask that covered most of his face. He was hardly recognizable as he made his way over to the drink table. If he had to be here, he needed a few drinks to ease the pain.

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