Welcome! This Meet & Greet event is for all the students, teachers, and staff to get a chance to meet someone new and to make new friends! The event will last 3 days (in real life time). This is an RP event, that means you must be in character to post! Make sure to read all the main posts & thanks for joining us!
Dress Code: Cocktail Dresses & Suits
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 9:26 pm
The Ashhaven Academy ballroom is one of the most elegant and warm places in the entire school, located in the main building. The color scheme is deep brown to sunny hazel. The large windows let in the natural light, making the room warm and inviting. At night, the light reflects off polished walls, making the room appear as if it was bathed in the glowing light of a fire. As the result of being a part of the original school, the room is filled with museum worthy paintings and trinkets.
Tables are seated all around the room, so you may sit and eat while conversing with others. Waiters and waitresses carrying platters full of delicacies mill the room. In the middle of the ballroom, there is a dance floor waiting and ready for any willing dancers. On the right side of the room stands a DJ, playing music in the background. Loud enough to be noticed, but softly enough not to hinder any conversations.
Feel free to take a seat at one of the many tables or take a walk around the room and the hallways nearby. You are bound to meet someone new and interesting.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 9:27 pm
Hello from Ashhaven Academy's Administration! We have some very exciting news for all of our students! First, we would like to say welcome to all our new transfer students. We are very happy you are here! For our older students, thanks so much for sticking with us during all these changes! Now for the fun stuff!
New School Colors: We have finally decided on the new school colors, they are as followed: ██████████ -Dark Blue || #273966 █████████ -Light Beige || #e6e2d6 ███████ -Dark/Medium Grey || #545454 Show your school pride by sporting our colors!
New Dorm Themes & Colors: After a long, strenuous discussion, we have finally got the final votes for the new dorm themes! They are as followed: Ashwood Dorm: Captains Quarters Chestnut Dorm: Outdoors/Campy Cherry Dorm: Candyland
As for the new dorm colors, they are as followed: ███████ - cherry || medium red #8a3d48 ███████ - chestnut || medium green #89a67c ███████ - ashwood || dark brown #413222
The Annual Icebreaker retreats are just around the corner! That means we are announcing where each dorm will be going this year! Each dorm will spend 3 day and 2 night at their retreat.
Ashwood:Land Ends- Sleep in beautiful log cabins, or pitch a tent under the stars. During the day, enjoy some fresh air at the beach and go swimming. Explore the shore and have a bonfire at night. Chestnut:Cruise- Sail along the European coast during a 3 day, 2 night cruise. Enjoy the endless buffet or take part in one of the many events taking place on board. Two excursions, one at Bruges and another at St. Peter Port, gives you a chance to take in the culture and visit local shops. Cherry:Disneyland- A stay at one of the most happiest places on earth, Disneyland Paris. You can watch one of the many performances, or spend your time riding every roller coaster in site! Munch on mouse shaped snacks, watch a parade, and fireworks show at night!
We will let students know more information on the retreats soon.
Thank you for listening to all the announcements! Let the Meet & Greet begin!
Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 11:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:57 pm
I've been waiting for a lifetime,
In the search for something real--
To turn up and save me,
From the empty and the loneliness inside...
Fluttering lace curtains, backlit by the sinking sun, cast patterns of polygonal flowers and stylized geometric shapes across the polished hardwood floor. Long shadows, adjoined to their earthly counterparts, stretch out across the horizontal plane to render a distorted mirror of the world devoid of life and color.
His pocket watch accused the other of being late ten past the hour, just as the telltale clip-clop of heels--booted heels--approached from the other end of the hallway. The man seemed to take no notice of the newcomer, however, his silver eyes moving naught from the clock's ticking hand. One step per second. How measured. Tossing back a stray strand of hair loosened by the other's arrival, the man's nonchalant gaze rose to greet the silhouette before him. "Okay, Nona, what'd you call me here for?"
A lady of no less than thirty-five, balancing an armful of supplies, smiled rather innocently over her mound of items. "Oh, there you are, Leon." Her teal bun bobbed towards the ballroom door, voice dripping with sugary sweetness, "Let's speak inside, away from prying eyes."
"Hm." A shadow of suspicion shaded Leon's eyes as he followed. Beyond the doors, velvet tapestries adorned the walls, outlining the academy's achievements, and fresh bouquets showcased their fragrances atop immaculate tables. The ballroom, in all its magnificence, looked just about ready to host--save for the lack of light. "Let me guess..." His gaze astutely drifted to the pristine candle wicks and the dark fireplace. "...you need a flint striker."
"Don't be silly," his female colleague laughed. "Only the chemistry teacher uses those archaic things. I need..." Easing her possessions onto a few chairs, Nona flashed Leon a coy look before continuing, "...a more modern man. Someone with a little more finesse." >>>>"Uh huh...." Slowly nodding, Leon gave her a dubious, poignant look. "And I suppose it has nothing to do with how a certain herbology teacher is afraid of fire, hmm?" >>>>"Oh no.... Of course not!" He could see true color deepening the artificial blush on her cheeks. "Well..." With a flick of his eyes, a blaze roared to life in the furnace and balls of flame descended upon the wax candlesticks. "...there you are." Leon turned, as if to go. "And, ah, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave now--"
"See, you're so efficient!" Effusive praise cut him off. "All those candles would've taken me at least half an hour, and that's not counting the time spent being at the mercy of some old instrument that may not even create sparks..." She urged a pile of cloth napkins into his incredulous hands. "Where would I be without you? Now, let's set the tables!"
Lips pressed into a thin line, expression etched with disapproval, Leon warily discouraged her, "...as much as I enjoy flattery, it's not going to get you far with me." It didn't seem to have much effect on her cheekiness. "No? How about a promise of affection?" She winked and blew him a playful kiss. >>>> Leon averted his gaze, as if refusing to dignify that with a response. Hoping to change the subject, he motioned to towards the glass vases, "Were these blooms your doing? They are rather beautiful, not so unlike a certain lovely lady in my company...." His words echoed strangely in his ears. Wait, what?
A quick cough and shake of the head cleared his airways and head. A faint aroma, slightly singed, left a sickly sweet residue in his nostrils. "Pheromones designed to charm a person, huh? Clever." Leon gave the other a sidelong look, voice laced with sarcasm, "Too bad the chemicals break down in extreme temperatures." He gave her a wry smile, eyes unreadable. Ignoring the surprise painted on the other's face, he looked away, proceeding to lay down the delegated handkerchiefs.
When the heavy silence threatened to crush civility, Leon patiently sighed, "Look, if--when--you want some help or just some company, don't feel like you have to cajole me into it. I'm always happy to help, whatever the task may be.... Just ask, and be forthright." He snuck a look her way, just in time to see dismay transform into hope, and hope into adoration. ...but he wasn't going to let her off the hook so easily. "Otherwise..." Casually bringing his shoulders up in something of a shrug, Leon slyly grinned, "...I hear this meet-and-greet's a great place to find a date, if that's what you're looking for."
Deftly dodging the decorations hurled his way, and catching a few, Leon laughed and resigned himself to playing event assistant for the rest of his free evening.
When I dream at night,
I can see where I belong--
So I'll close my eyes, I'll follow my feet, In hopes that somehow they'll take me home...
Status:resigned to being helpful Setting:ballroom, before the Meet 'N Greet begins [Aug 28, 5:10pm] OOC>Apologies for the length! Hopefully it was somewhat entertaining, at least.
tl;dr> Leon meets up with Nona, the (a?) herbology teacher. After a bit of flirting (on her part) and something resembling a heart-to-heart (from Leon), she persuades him to help with event setup more than just lighting the fireplace and candles.
It was a hectic situation in the ballrooms kitchen. The caterers are flinting about, preparing food, garnishing them and placing them on decorative platters. Waiters and Waitresses are standing around, waiting for their serving trays to be filled so they may leave. Hazel Dupree pulled out her cell to look at the time, 5:55pm. Things needed to speed up. With a snap of her fingers, everyone in the kitchen seemed to be working in double time. Within two minutes, all the servers has left with their trays, the chefs were starting on deserts and assistants were cleaning up the mess. Once Hazel was satisfied, with a another snap, the kitchen fell into its original pace. She took that moment to head out into the ballroom for the first time all day. She had been stuck supervising the catering service and needed a change of scenery.
As she made her way through the halls to the ballroom, Hazel thought of her job tonight. It was to make sure nothing disastrous happened. Unfortunately for her, it was a harder job than it sounds. One year, a kid accidently set all the window curtains on fire by trying to impress some girl with with magic skills.Then there was this other year when a certain teacher got very drunk and started lecturing the students on young love and how it's pointless. More than one student was traumatized by the whole affair. Hazel snickered at the thought and knew she would have to go tease that teacher if she ran into him tonight.
Once she got to the ballroom, she could see a few teachers and waiters walking about. She nods at a few as she passes by. The ballroom looked great, the tables were set, candles lit, light music playing… Still Hazel couldn't help but worry. She wanted everyone to enjoy themselves and stay safe! Hopefully, she could help everyone accomplish that. Hazel took a glance at phone again, it was 5:59pm. Student would be arriving any second and she was excited. She said a quick protection spell as she crossed the room to open the main doors. She figured a little bit of magical protection would help her with her job tonight. Once she got to the doors, she opened them wide, as if inviting anyone who passed by inside. Hazel could see a few students and teachers walking her way, so she smiles and waves at them. She then stands back so the entrance is clear, happily waiting to welcome anyone who comes in.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 4:47 pm
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Woori slid what must’ve been the eighth bobby pin into her curled updo. ”Hmmmm.” She pursed her lips and leaned in toward the vanity mirror, swiping a fallen eyelash from her cheek. For something rushed in half an hour (after an even more harried shower), she didn’t look half bad. Pushing her chair back, she stood and crossed the short distance to her bed, where an outfit was already laid out nicely. At least she knew how to dress herself – something that couldn’t be said for a few others she knew. Pulling apart the sash on her silken dressing gown, Woori quickly changed into her formal attire (though the zipper on her dress proved to be quite the challenge). Dropping a few essentials into her blue suede clutch (you know, lip stain, credit cards, cell phone, room key – only the true essentials), she headed out the door.
The ballroom was located in Ashhaven's main building, a short walk from Ashwood, but even had she not known where to go, a steady stream of students who did very clearly led the way. It took all of five minutes, maybe even less, to reach the steps of the main building. A setting sun had cooled the evening air significantly compared to that afternoon, and for a moment, Woori wondered if she should’ve brought a jacket. A black blazer, maybe? But no, that would’ve ruined her whole look. Sometimes you had to sacrifice comfort for the sake of fashion.
Stepping into the ballroom, Woori was pleasantly surprised by the set-up. I mean, it wasn’t anything to be in awe over, but she had no reason to scoff at their attempt, either. It was way better than whatever events Bomoon had tried to host, on all her years there. These days, her old high school was doing much better (winning that idol competition certainly helped), but she would always remember it as an under-funded, decrepit school. And it held a special place in her heart. Which is exactly why the institute received a handsome donation in single, lump sum. Last Woori had heard, the money was put to use improving conditions and updating technology. But enough of that. Clutching to her bag, she politely nodded in greeting to the staff by the door and wandered the room, prepared to make small talk with the attendees. Though she kept an eye out, Woori failed to spot any of the others. Ah! Not that she particularly hoped to run into anyone. Well, finding Ji would’ve been nice. But it’s not like she needed them in this event! No sir, socializing was in her blood. Small talk? Practically the first thing she learned after her ABCs.
xxxx"Photography for me is not looking, it’s feeling. If you can’t feel what you’re looking at, then you’re never going to get others to feel anything when they look at your pictures.” — Don McCullin
xxxxKegan's stuff had not arrived yet, but thankfully he was able to get a suit to go to this meet and greet thing. Walking, he made his way into the ballroom and saw that not too many people were here yet. No matter. Whoever set up really outdid themselves. He was glad he brought his camera everywhere. This should make for some nice pictures. He of course would not approach anyone yet. For now, he would stick to the sides and snap pictures of the lighting, the flowers on the table and the waiters and waitresses. When more people arrived he would see about getting pictures of the outfits and people. He personally was quite fond of natural expressions and reactions. He did like to photograph other things as well, nature being his strong point. But to start off with, this would be good practice.
Shizu planned to make an entrance in the ballroom. He had gone back to his dorm, and had taken the time to get ready. He had chosen his outfit carefully. One that would bring out his eye color, one that made him stand out and one that showed his hourglass figure. He basically looked quite like a female. There were a lot of females who did not have a chest and he could be considered to be one of them. The dress was a beautiful emerald and blue color. It shimmered like that of scales and the ocean. In a way, it represented him. He made sure to have some of his hair tucked behind at least one of his ears so that his earrings could be seen. The color to glitter and match the dress. As for the rest of his jewelry, simple onyx like stones on a river floor. His shoes were elegant yet simple as well. Everything coordinating to make the dress to stand out the most, yet appearing fashionable at the same time.
Walking, he finally made it to the ballroom and walked in. It was not terrible looking. It was refined and there was glitter here and there. The music was alright. In his mind, he wished he would have been able to sing something here. After all, it was part of his class in a way. The performing arts was his specialty. That involved many areas. He wondered how many of his students he would meet here. He also wondered how many would be able to tell his actual gender. It was no fun if they all could tell right off the bat like the one male he had met. With a hum, he made his way around, nodding in greeting to those who caught his eye. Sometimes he would bless them with a ghost of a smile. I wonder if they have champagne for the adults...
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 5:50 pm
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↯ Elise was lost in thought, running hands across each item of clothing. A black dress would be timeless. Very classic and quietly elegant. She didn’t want to call much attention to herself. Then against, the van Hise clan tended to turn heads whenever they entered a room. Herself, along with her 3 male cousins were bound to cause some kind of disturbance, even if they didn’t intend to. She moved to the mirror in the room, examining her face in it. Her makeup could easily transfer into an evening look. Maybe just a bit more eyeliner and a red lip to add that pop of color. Yes. That would be just excellent. She looked back to the cocktail dress, absentmindedly running a hand back through her recently curled locks. This dress would do. She was interrupted by a familiar voice. One that instantly wiped her default scowl from off her face.
↯ “Addi, how are you?” she inquired, her feeble attempt at a warm smile dissipating as she approached the boy. “It’s been too long since we’ve seen one another.” In truth it couldn’t have been more than a couple of months. They did their best to keep in touch with one another when apart but during this last stint their regular correspondence seemed to fall off. “Did you run into Archer on the way down? I should have requested that he carry your luggage for you.” She drummed her fingers on the edge of the dresser. “Oh, yes. You noticed.” she moved back to her position at the end of her bed. “I don’t want to be too flashy,” Elise began, holding up the dress.
↯ “How does this look?” she asked, her eyes moving between the garment and Addison. “Should I pick something else? I would hate to look cheap.” Eli sighed. “I’ll just go with it. We wouldn’t want to be late now, would we?” She disappeared into the bathroom, emerging minutes later. “Have you tried to get a hold of Kit or Callum yet?” At this point Elise was trying to make small talk as she continued to get ready. She could not stand silence when there we individuals to converse with. She leaned toward the mirror making an attempt to pin her hair into an elaborate updo, glancing down from time to time to reference the photo of the look she was going for. Elise turned her head from side to side, tucking away her stray hairs. “I’m ready to move to this meet and greet whenever you are.” she announced, slipping her feet into her heels.
TIMESKIP
↯ Her kerchief was clasped over her nose. Would she really have to get used to such a foul odor. She let out an aggravated sigh, stuffing the piece of cloth into her clutch. The scent seemed to dissipate as they passed into the more formal areas of the academy. “Finally.” She took in a deep, calming breath as they made their way into the ballroom. She would have turned her nose up at the location if she hadn’t seen it before. It had lost its “wow” factor. After having seen it in photos and for the past 2 years during her attendance at Ashhaven she was quite… unimpressed. How unfortunate that someone had spent their day putting this place together. She reached into her clutch, removing her cellular phone. She was almost tempted to call the other members of the family. “I love what you’ve chosen to wear, Addison.” she crossed her arms, looking her cousin over. Elise was pleased that members of her family had been educated on how to properly dress themselves. Ah, maybe she spoke too soon. She just hoped that the other members of the family had chosen to dress tactfully. Elise lowered her head, pasting on her best smile. A talent she had learned from 19 some odd years of schmoozing. “Alright, let’s meet our prey.”
Kara was in her cocktail dress. She liked dressing up, from time to time. Also, this was her last time until either another school event or weekend to hang out with her siblings. That saddened her...but no time like the present, right? She was happy for now. She glanced at her siblings, and noticed that Leah was staring at some red haired boy. He's not cute, is he? Well, not to Kara. Though she doesn't really like any guys yet, especially not older ones. Um, in that like way.
Leah
Leah was in her cocktail dress. Like her little sister, she kinda liked dressing up. She just doesn't have a reason to a lot of the time. In the ballroom, she was staying close to her siblings-or they're staying close to her? Nah. She looked around, and not many people were there yet. Good. Very good. She noticed an older red haired boy who actually looks maybe a little cute...Leah was blushing. She felt her cheeks, and got nervous. Whatif he noticed? Please cute guy don't notice pleasepleasepleaseplease...
Leon
Leon was in a suit. He doesn't like dressing up nearly as much as his sisters, but dress code happened. Now here he is. He was kind of bored, actually. Though his sisters are happy so no problem. Wait. That look on Leah's face. Problem. Being her twin, Leon had seen that expression and knew that look since they were about twelve or thirteen. That's Leah's That-Guy-is-Cute face. She's staring...staring...blushing...not staring...looking around awkwardly....yep. There's a guy. He didn't want to ask her in front of the whole world-not that many people are even here-so he signed to her. He asked who she was staring at, and Leah looked around awkwardly, though she had seen the question. Kara was giggly. She saw it too. Leah signed back a reply. Older. Red hair. Cute...standing over there....
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 7:07 pm
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__________________________________________________________ xxxx"In every walk in nature one receives far more than he seeks." - John Muir"
xxxxTomoka, after battling with herself on whether to come or not, she decided that it might be beneficial to come. She hoped that she would not have anyone approach her. If they did, she knew sign language, and would sign that she was deaf, pointing to her ear and then mouth. That would most likely get people to go away. Of course, she wasn't deaf. She just did not like to speak much. Though, she would not be too mean. Especially if the one who approached her was a child. Well Break would be an exception. He was like a little puppy.
Having made up her mind, she searched her closet for something to wear. She didn't want to have any attention to her so she wore something that was nice, but covered everything. The headband would cover if her ears popped out. But then again, it would most likely be pushed back if they did come out. Setting her harp aside after getting the clothes she wanted, she got dressed, quickly grabbed a book to read , and made her way to the ballroom. It wasn't to far from Ashwood dorm. Her mind was also on the outing. She had not wanted to go to that either, but after hearing it was outside..in nature...she just might consider going. She missed her home.
Upon entering the ballroom, she gave a small smile to the person at the entrance before going to attach herself to the walls. So many people... She knew that this might not even be half the people who were to show up, but it seemed like there were already quite a lot of people here. She wondered who her teachers might be. Then again, she would find out eventually. She hoped this event would not last to long. She could always leave early. For now, she would be glued to the walls in an attempt to hide in the shadows of it and not be noticed. Not like she was noticed much anyway. Only if she made a klutz of herself. With a shake of her head and a sigh, she made her way to a corner away from most things, opened her book and started to read.
Mentioned xD. Though she didn't really say anything haha.
❀°Heavenly Rose from the Forest ❀❀°Nature lover ❀❀❀°Half Elf and Half Nymph ❀❀❀❀°Fly to Your Heart ❀❀❀❀❀°Mood:Peaceful ❀❀❀❀❀❀°Location:Ballroom ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀°Thoughts: Ah so many people...Oh! Flowers. »
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Rose had left the teacher lounge, and had made her way to the greenhouse. Her thoughts were occupied slightly on her way there though. Stone statues? A man? A jerk of a man? Surely not. Everyone has kindness is their hearts. With that in mind she had arrived at the greenhouse to go in, but first peeked in the window. Ah, there were two students in there already. She had not wanted to interrupt them, and one of them, the girl, seemed to have a kindred soul of nature. Everything would be fine. She could come back later to see what had gone missing. Though, if any of her flowers were missing she would be sure to know who had taken them. She couldn't bring herself to scold the old man. Though she did treasure her flowers.
After deciding to not go inside the greenhouse, she merly walked back to her dorm to get ready for the meet and greet. She was excited to meet the students. Though, more excited to see the decorations. How many flowers and what kinds they were, is what Rose really wanted to know. Hopefully, they had put some flowers in. Otherwise she would walk right back out and get some to put around. A room always needed flowers. It just made things, well, brighter.
Getting dressed, (Bottom left picture) she would wear a dress that resembled Autumn. The colors and texture like that of flower petals. Then again, the dress was made out of them for the most part. It might be cold, so she decided to add some black gloves and a scarf of sorts. She would then put her hair up, and add her trademark of a flower always being in her hair. A maroon Alcea or other known as Hollyhock flower today. After getting dressed, she picked up a little pocket book in order to carry a notebook in it and the necessities. A notebook was needed, a small one, in case she saw any flowers she might want to study later, or use. It would be good extra credit for her class to quiz the students on what the flower types were in the meet and greet. Hopefully my students would have attended such an important event.
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Finally, when it was time, Rose made her way out of Willow dorm and inside the ballroom. Though, she made sure to stop and say hi, bowing and thanking the blonde woman who was greeting everyone. She assumed she was also staff. After she had a look of the flowers, she would be sure to return to talk to the seemingly lovely woman. She continued to make her way through the doors, her eyes traveling and smiling kindly to everyone who met her glance. Everyone was dressed so nicely. She didn't notice any stone statues either. Turning her head, she noticed that there were indeed flowers decorated in a couple areas. Though, most were set in the middle of the tables. A good use for a middle set. Ah..beautiful. Her smile grew a bit as she went to one of the tables and leaned over to trace her hand along the petals. Carnations. Such a lovely choice. I wonder what some of these other kinds are. Whoever made the arrangements of the flowers, did so neatly. The colors matched the surroundings, yet also stood out. Rose was pleased about this. Maybe Dahlia's as well...most of these are quite bushy and full of petals.
O.O.C. ---My posts will get better xD. For now I'm just trying to get my characters, well, in here. [Donuts.]
Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 7:39 pm
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☩ Elise hadn't changed in the slightest. Not that she would, seeing as its only been such a short time since they last saw each other, but it was something Addison noticed nonetheless. It had been a tad bit lonely during the summer. Yes, he did have friends, though they were quite busy with family matters. Others had sports teams to attend to, or they had to complete summer school. Indeed, the quiet hours in his room or in the gym were lonesome. ❝Ah, yeah, Archer informed me that we would be rooming together. What great news,❞ Addison remarked as he brought out a case of candy mints and placed one in his mouth, continuing to say, ❝Hah! Like I'd let your servant do something for me. Besides, Eli, I dismissed mine to check me in. What could a little weightlifting hurt? I already do it in my free time.❞ He grinned at her as she held up a sleek, purple dress. Oh how the ladies were always obsessed with what to wear... Not that he was one to talk seeing as it was one of his habits as well. Though, of course, he wasn't as caught up in it as Elise was. How much time that would steal every chance he ventured to the gym or theater? Enough to discourage him, certainly.
☩ Addison gave her his absolute seal of approval at her choice by presenting a thumbs-up, his cheek bulging with the candy. Those mints were quite large. He scoffed at her comment of appearing cheap. No matter what the Van Hise cousins wore, they would never seem so vulgar. It was genetically impossible. Addison began to undress and slip on his formal attire, meticulously buttoning up everything first. Then, jumping into his pants, he tucked in his blue dress shirt. Disappearing into the bathroom, she simply decided to go with it for the sake of being on time. The family had a certain image to uphold. When she asked of Callum and Kit, their other cousins, Addison merely frowned. He had nothing against them; however, they weren't very close. Even if they were family, he still didn't like calling acquaintances through his smart phone. He liked to reserve that action for people like his parents and Elise. On the way to the room, he thought of contacting her, but he reasoned she was already busy as it was and he wouldn't want to bother her. ❝Them? No, not yet. I wanted to put that off until we actually met in person. My phone's calls are special and I don't give them out willy-nilly.❞ His parents had awarded him with the latest phone released from the top company in England after passing his college freshmen year. They had been afraid that he would become too absorbed in his new found technology like other youths; therefore, they had put a limit as to how many calls and texts he could make. This gave him the habit of preserving them for proper occasions which they were either needed, or extremely desired.
☩ As Elise fixed her hair, Addison added in the accessories to his outfit. He tightened his tie, pulled on his suit jacket, clipped on his watch, and wrapped a belt around his slim waist. He then attached white suspenders and sleek glasses. The purpose of his glasses and suspenders had been lost to fashion. He had perfect eyesight and he already wore a belt to keep his pants in place, but 'tis the illogical nature of fashion. As the final touch, he gelled his bangs back. Just as Elise announced that they move whenever he was ready, he popped his feet into his pleasantly brown brogues. How odd it was that they both completed preparing at the same time. But then again, they had grown up together. Smirking at her, he nodded.
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☩ Addison watched Elise as they made their way to the destination. She had her handkerchief at her nose. Well, the smell of humans was strong and it wasn't exactly nice to breathe. She exclaimed in relief as they entered the ballroom. He was astonished as to how much fainter the stench was inside this room. He expected it to be stronger, seeing as everyone was gathering here for the ceremony. Nevertheless, Addison breathed, ❝Ahhh...❞ How thankful he was that odor had subsided. Peering about, he took note of how similar it was the year before. It would have been more work to decorate differently; however, it would have been a charming thing to experience. He had already examined every nook and cranny of this place. It was no longer breathtaking in his eyes. When Elise complimented his clothes, he grinned. ❝Well, I learned from you.❞ He wasn't intending on flattering her; the comment was merely customary. From a young age, he had been taught by Elise the proper way to dress oneself for such an event. His cousin had made sure that these details were stressed, and his parents lectures of how to correctly wear a tie assuredly helped. Following after her smile, he plastered his own beam to his lips as she declared they get accustomed to their food. How fortunate he was that he had a talent for acting.
=== A delayed flight, broken-down taxi, and closed road was the start of a terrible day for the van Hise. He was originally scheduled to arrive at school in the afternoon, giving him a few hours to settle down, relax, and prepare for the night’s event. As it turned out, he was still travelling up the winding road leading to Ashhaven mere minutes before the event was scheduled to begin. “I must apolo-“ ”Cut the chat and drive,” Kit snapped as he wrangled with a suit jacket in the back seat. Up front, the chauffer shut his mouth, mentally erasing the speech he’d just spent thirty minutes preparing. When the young master got into one of his moods, only time could pull him out again. So rather than waste his breath on conjuring up infinite apologies on the delay, which would likely only irritate the blonde even more, the man tightened his grip on the steering wheel ever-so slightly and pressed down on the gas pedal.
Minutes later, the blacked-out SUV pulled up to the front gates of Ashhaven. Rather than the familiar sight of kids mingling around, finding old friends and making new ones, the fourth year college student was greeted by a relatively abandoned scene. That would figure. It was 5:57, and nearly everyone was either getting ready, in the ballroom, or somewhere in-between. ”Bring my things to the dorm,” Kit said, straightening out his tie as the chauffer assisted in smoothing down his suit. Being spotted with wrinkled clothes was practically on the same level as wearing ill-fitting, untailored garments. Just not a good look, no matter how nice your face is. “Of course, sir,” the chauffer said, bowing slightly. Not like the guy had any choice in the matter. That’s what the help were there to do – help. Even as a member of a branch family, he was entitled to certain luxuries.
Taking his watch, wallet, and cell phone from the chauffer, Kit headed onto campus for the first time this school year. But something….was different. Pausing as he fastened the timepiece to his wrist, he took the chance to sniff the air. There was no mistaking it. A feeding had occurred mere moments before, and the stench of human lingered in the air. Already irate from his crappy day, it was much too early for such vulgar odors. Whipping out the handkerchief from his suit pocket, Kit held it over his nose and mouth as he proceeded toward the ballroom.
Ah, gaudy as ever, he thought to himself, approaching the heavily-decorated ballroom. Lower the hand holding his handkerchief, he neatly tucked it into his suit pocket and approached the grand doors. ”Professor Vyuxiros, I hope you had a pleasant summer,” he said toward the blonde male teacher, plastering a convincing smile onto his face. ”And Miss Dupree, it’s a pleasure as always.” Bowing toward the two, Kit quickly moved on. Talking to the staff was a waste of time, and Professor Vyuxiros didn’t have much pull in the industry Kit intended to enter after graduation. Thus, they were hardly worth his time. Just like this trio of humans now blocking his path. Do they think that the entrance was somewhere to hang around? That being in everyone’s way is fun? With a sigh, Kit approached the trio. ”I recommend you three find another spot to ogle your surroundings,” he said, approaching from behind and leaning down slightly to match the height of the shorter, younger kids. His tone of voice was incredibly pleasant to listen to, likely because he had chosen every word and calculated every inflection to give off that impression. ”You might run into someone who didn’t have a good day and isn’t in the mood to make a detour to accommodate you.” A gentle smile tugged at the ends of his lips as he waited for the trio to get out of the way. Of course, years of practice in social situations has allowed him to perfect his nice-guy façade. Even the most trained eye wouldn’t be able to tell his true thoughts unless he wanted them to. === xxxxx◆ PLACEballroomxxxxx◆ WITHleon, leah, kara (people in the ballroom)xxxxx◆ STATUSincredibly irate totally okay idk what you're talking aboutxxxxx◆ OOCnone
