Duv Joran. With the Great Hall filling with students and staff, it was only a matter of time before the zombified headmaster stood up and cleared his throat. The makep, compliments of Pontin, had a pleasantly gruesome effect on the placcid-looking man, "Happy Halloween! It's been a hard time for Hogwarts these past few months, but together we are moving forward. Let tonight be a celebration of that." A toast of pumpkin juice and he pardoned any further patter with an introduction to the band, Something Witchy, and guidance for food, fun, and responsible Professors if necessary.
Larus Pontin--Speaking of responsible professors.... Larus bursts in from the back room.. no one would know it was him of course, though it's most likely obvious. A large , horrifying lion
fursuit (minus the wings there) and a big red and gold cape steps in and roars through its somewhat enchanted muzzle "
GRYFFINDOOOR!" which elicits some confused but excited cheers from the students. It's not his doing but he does this just as the floating jack-o-lanterns start flying around dropping candy on the students while the band get themselves ready and even though it's unintentional, it looks good. Beat that, Ravenclaw/Slytherin/Hufflepuff.
Nessa Kennard wandered in, dressed head to toe in shades of blue. It seemed the nurse had chosen to imitate a cornish pixie for this haunt season. She had dauned a blue dress, and tinted her skin and hair to match - nothing permanent of course, and it would wear away with a simple wave of the wand. Fastened in her hair was a set of spines that appeared to resemble antennae, a set of decently constructed pixie wings enchanted to flicker behind her. Positively beaming, the woman took a seat at the staff table, though it was rather awkward with the set up of her costume. She smiled appreciatively at the Headmaster, before the roar of a certain Gryffindor Head of House startled her. It took a moment to recover, but when she eventually did, it was all chuckles at the amusing costume.
Emeline Pryce looked rather sullen in the Entrance Hall, the dark coloring of her costume doing very little to brighten her appearance. Draped in bustles and ruffles, stockings and lace, and a leather bodice that mimicked the wings of a dragon, the girl appeared very much similar to that of one Potion Headmistress. Hair had been darkened, and it would appear that she had been given a hand with her make-up, as it was unlikely that the Gryffindor would be able to so skillfully match Thanasis' look on her own. She had yet to enter the Great Hall, eyes straying to the Grand staircase every now and then with a hopeful look in her eye, only to have it slip away from her once again. Well, this was going to be a major disappointment.
Alexaviar, dressed as the Tenth Doctor from the Muggle television series Doctor Who, happened to be settling down to a nice cup of tea as usual.. when Larus came bursting in dressed in as he personally agreed 'a truly horrifying fursuit' and roared. He then had a horrifying fear that this would be the common costume for the man in Quidditch events for the rest of the year. His problems were forgotten however when the jack'o' lanterns flew in and he did his best to catch some of the candy when it flew in. 'The Doctor' costumed Alex would now have something to go with his tea, BAD PROFESSOR that was for the students.
Heather Jones was quite happy with her hybrid Poison Ivy costume. The
hair, body painting, and makeup of the more modern version, and the
costume of the very first, she how found the perfect mixture to keep from appearing 'indecent', but still obviously be Ivy. When she looked around, and as soon as she saw the various Professors in their costumes, she slapped her face. "Ugh!" But Em's appearance made her smile and run over. "Look at you! You're fabulous!" Then she hugged her gal-pal tightly. "I can't believe how much you pull this off!"
Meanwhile, the real Professor
Sable Thanasis-Pontin was dressed head to toe in pink. Yes, she'd come in as
Glinda, Good Witch of The North. Even her tresses had been magicked to be blonde. She walked in and approached her liony husband, asking, "Oh, did you decide to be Aslan after all?" Snarky woman could look like a sugar-plum but she'd never be one.
Attickus happened to be looking fairly serious and dull during the Headmaster's speach, much like he usually did which tended to very much suit his stereotypical Sherlock Holmes outfit (complete with magnifying glass obviously), even when the candy flew through the air he didn't really make much of an effort to get himself some, instead helping himself to some actual food. Obviously the thirteen year old was truely in the Halloween spirit. "Pssh, Holidays..." Who was going to die THIS year? he wondered.
Daniel Newkirk, having had to wait for Rodney to finish getting ready, was all the more excited to be in the hall and in time for the end of the Headmaster's speech. His costume was traditional, though some might say in bad taste being a werewolf. He's taken it easy, a spell sprouting long grey whiskers sporadicly about his face, the tip of his nose painted black and some oversized teeth filling his flat face. His attempt at a wolf tail had failed, because the loop of dark fur wagging furiously behind wasn't remotely terrifying. "Ju wunt some punce, Wodney?"
Shatan was dressed as BATMAN, the classic and not the Dark Knight of course, he showed some interest in the headmaster but was more or less on the edge of his seat in anticipation of the feast and partying. It didn't take long for him to realize there was a girl dressed in his continuity of outfit: Poison Ivy! Shatan span around and started overenthusiastically waving at her as he jammed an overlarge lolipop in his mouth that has been dropped by one of the Lanterns. Yes, this kid was deffinately the DARK KNIGHT!
Emeline Pryce was taken aback when she was suddenly rushed by Heather's hug. The Gryffindor patted the Slytherin's shoulder a little awkwardly, waiting to be let go. When she was finally released, Emeline brushed off her dress, as though she actually cared whether or not any of Heather's make-up rubbed off on her - she didn't, but it was more out of habit than anything else. At her friend's compliment, Emmie frowned. "I feel like a damn fool," she complained, taking a look at the various costumes that filled the hall. Even her Head of House's ridiculous costume didn't seem to cheer her up.
Rodney Trotter was the cheesiest looking vampire ever, nervously looking around as he acompanied Dan to the hall. His fangs were a bit too big and his face was pale as a sheet, eyes red and his hair slicked back.. shabby black robes that didnt look intentionally cheap and shabby hung around him and he had some sharp fake nails on. He almost trips over his robe as he arrives at the table with Daniel "Shure, i vould ike shum punsh"
Morvyn Huckleborn waited for the speech to finish and then went in search of Emeline, Blaine and Heather, finding two out of three he approached, dressed as Marius and grinning like a fool with sparkling white teeth. He looked perfect in this role, freckles were even missing for the time being and he was even wearing some of the professors magically tailored clothes. He casts his cape aside at the girls and places an arm around both of their shoulders "Good evening ladies..."
Locke Hargrave sat at the Slytherin table in a suit, yep just a suit.. an old fashioned one of course but it was still a suit. He did get a lot of questions from his fellow menacing pals but he simply said. "If you can't guess it, I am not explaining." In a rather egocentric way. He did indeed have a costume in mind but unfortunately he probably wouldn't be allowed to bring a Tesla coil into the school any time soon.
Roger Eastman, sick of having to explain his costume to people, was beginning to feed the branches and twigs out of his pockets and onto the plate. Dried, crunchy leaves were shaken out the back of his robes by the time Larus showed up. "'Shrubbery' was a bad idea," he sighed to the ridiculous lion, adding, "You look nice, Sable. Whyn't you make this guy the scarecrow?"
Larus Pontin waves to Sable and reaches out for his chair and simply topples over it backwards as he tries to sit down in the too-big-for him suit and simply lay there on his back with the enchanted tail flicking around "...a little help...? haha" the enchanted growling laugh starts him off laughing more and he ends up in a fit of deep growling laughter with his suit shaking.
Nessa Kennard smiled brightly at Sable as she entered, thinking nothing of how out of character it was for the woman to be dressed head to to in bright pink. "You look fantastic, Professor. I did not recognize you at first." She looked briefly to Larus and laughed. "Was there not a lion in the same film? I suppose if anything, your costumes could be considered a s- oh!" Nessa exclaimed as Pontin went tumbling back.
Heather Jones pouted a little. "What? Why? You look wonderful! Look at your hair! Your face! I can't believe it. Oh, do you like mine?" she asked her as she turned around and showed her her own costume. "I'm so happy that you came though." When Morvyn joined, she laughed, and in her best 'seductive' voice, said, "Marius, why how enchanting. Would you like a kiss from a lovely flower?" ---
Sable walked behind her husband's chair and helped him with his tail, then proceeded to her own chair... and found that the abundant skirt she was wearing was not going to allow her to get in to the stupid thing. "Bugger," she muttered as she started to twist and turn, her hip-bustle twisting and jostling things.
Alexaviar now had enough candy now, he placed them on his plate and started to pick up some cakes from the smorgasbord and add them to his dinner. Having created the worst example of a meal in front of the students he reached out in an effort to begin eating. The clatter of Larus's costume malfunction made the Divination Professor jump a bit and look towards the commotion. Oh good not another werewolf attack. He turned back to his meal and went back to induldging in delicious cakes; he loved Halloween.
Emeline Pryce made a face as Heather continued to point out various aspects of her costume. "Yeah, you look great. You did a good job." And then there was Morvyn, the spitting image of Marius. Brushing his arm off casually, the girl rolled her eyes slightly. "I knew you'd be able to pull that one off. As if you weren't enough like him as it was. Don't let him see, though. His head is big enough." Her attention was snatched away by a nearby platter of sweets, and the girl made a mental note to go visit that table... and soon.
Shatan looked a little bit crestfallen as his wave fell ignored. He shrugged turning back to his dinner looking around at the other hufflepuffs who were talking with each other happily. Darn. Well he was Batman, obviously his only friends are Robin, Comissioner Gordon, Wilfred and the darkness of GOTHAM CITY! At that point the Dark Knight went back to sucking on his over large lolipop.
Morvyn Huckleborn smirks and leans back, glancing briefly towards Shatan .. glad the situation was averted. "I thought you said you were poison ivy or somethin Heather..." he eyes her "You look good in foliage. really....also Emmie you look terrifying and ..awesomely like Thanasis, wait till she actually sees you!"
Roger Eastman threw a fistful of leaves at the laughing lion, "Shut up, you idget." Two helpful hands under his arms helped to lift the ridiculous ensemble up. "Get that crap off, got the, ah, other suit in the back." He regarded Alex curiously, taking in the suit and 'do, "Hello, Professor. Who're you tonight?"
Attickus grumbled quietly to himself still waiting for something awful to happen, he could probably count as the most cynical Gryffindor in the world.. If this event wasn't compulsary he probably would have stayed in his dorm reading safely only to be shouted at when people were 'surprised' at something so aweful happening and how he was insensitive to be a realist. All Attickus needed was a little dark stormcloud floating above his head.
Alexaviar realized he was being spoken to and stopped with his mouth full of iced cake. "I am a character from a Muggle TV show who's name is called 'THE DOCTOR', it is quite popular and I find it fascinating.. You see." He put down his cake and took a sip of tea in order to keep talking. "He's a man who is from another planet who travels through time and space in a blue outhouse that is bigger on the inside." Apparently Alexaviar did not really grasp the intricacies of Muggle science fiction. "Anyway, he takes women with him to different points in history and they are always fascinated by all these things that we take for granted.. I love muggles." Alex pulls out a sonic screwdriver and whirs it. "See, this gadget lights up and unlocks doors for him except when it's convenient for it to not do so."
Larus Pontin cackles as he stands up with help and almost falls over frontways and he leans down to try and kiss Sable on the head but only manages to envelop her head in sharp teeth "errr nevermind- the other suit Roger! - Sable, you're going to love this..." he smacks Duv in the face with his tail accidentally as he clumsily runs out the back again.
Roger Eastman regarded Alex for a few moments with his brow knitted, deciding that all Divination teachers were truly mad. "Why's he ... Nevermind. I'm sure you look very much the Nurse; excuse me." He's following Larus out the back with a fading crack about the Muggle Studies professor's choice in costumes.
Emeline Pryce shook her head. "No, I'm really hoping she doesn't see me, actually. So tell me if she looks this way, I want enough time to duck and hide. I'd rather not get skinned because of a costume." Those treats were looking better and better. "If you'll excuse me," and she started for the table. Hell, if she was stuck going stag to this stupid ball, at least she'd enjoy stuffing her face.
Rodney Trotter takes a sip of some punch and looks nervously towards the dance floor, eating rather heavily to calm his nerves "Naht muh-any danshing" he says through his fangs "Shud ve dansh if marr go up?"
Shatan looks over in Rodneys direction suddenly. "You know the cool people initiate the danceing right?" He asked not giving time for the poor other hufflepuff to respond before his batman cape was flapping behind him as he bounced onto the floor and started boogying. Yes, the Batman outfitted kid was danceing on the dancefloor, fairly baddly. The more you move your arms the stupider you look.
Rodney Trotter just winces and lowers his head "Oh..." bottom lip tremble, sadness!
Sable raised an eyebrow as her head was enveloped. She hoped Larus didn't poke his eye out on her crown. "I know you meant well, love." When he said 'other costume', she frowned, and asked, "What other costume?"
Roger Eastman and
Larus , having stepped out of the Hall unnoticed, returned to the hall in a
dancing horse suit. The sultry equine face smiled candidly at the students a few moments before the entire mass fell tumbling down the stairs, string of curses following its erratic fall. Once at the bottom, Eastman sorted himself wincingly up, taking place once more as back end of the beast.
(
Who's that at the door?!)
-- At that time, a blond haired version of
Cinderella's Prince, who was actually
Tate Dawson, was over at one of the sweet stands, devouring chocolate treats by the handful.
Alexaviar turned around as he saw the two in the costume marching along... and Rodger was making fun of HIS costume. Alex started to laugh while taking a sip of tea. "Larus, if there was a contest I swear you won it." He said while turning in his chair to get a good look whilst hooking his left leg over the right casually to get the best view possible. He should have known Larus had more up his sleeve.
Larus Pontin was at the front of the horse costume flailing his legs around and of course he too fell down the platform onto the dancefloor and giggled madly under the costume as he got up and started flailing his legs onto the dance floor "Come on Roger you have to keep up... i dont want to drag my $!?! Dancing horse coming through!"
Daniel Newkirk threw back his own punch, "Nuh, wet's hit it." But Shatan was already out, a dark knight of the dance floor. "Well, eiwher way, we'wl be better'n him," he said gracessly, a string of drool slipping down the corner of his overstuffed mouth. He led rodney to the dancefloor in time to catch the two professors tumbling down the stairs. He still liked Professor Pontin, even if he was a prostihorse.
Amidst the banter and music that echoed around the hall, a pair of students had slunk out, unnoticed. Liam and Teagan Fallon had been present for a little bit of the ball at the beginning, but following the article detailing that their mother had gone missing , Teagan left early and had been followed closely by her brother.
On the faculty front, Thomas and Kayleen Baker are both absent from the festivities; Professor Baker is held up in bed with the flu and thus had been too illeto attend, but there's some speculation as to whether Kayleen might be too afraid to attend after her ordeal following the werewolf attack. Otherwise, the night is going well and nothing's gone wrong. At least, not yet. Roger Eastman was up and under the back in a second, smack Larus for rushing a hand. A moment to regain his sense of self and they were in tune to the awkward dancing horse skit. The occassional kick to a stray student had him shouting apologies. "Shoulda stayed clear, though." All in all, not bad as long as Larus contained his gas.
Attickus still appears to be scheptical that any good could come from the night. Not talking to anyone and apparently now pulling a novel out of his bag to read even if he had barely touched the feast at all... And you'd have to to threaten him to get him ANYWHERE near the dancefloor. The two danceing ponies made it hard to focus on the text and he had to reread a few lines several times in order to absorb what was happening.
Rodney Trotter looks at Shatan like he doesn't trust him after the last thing that was said but he follows Dan's lead and looks around nervously "I don't- i mean ..ive never danced in -public-" he looks up at the band "We could do better..."
Shatan is totally winning, he was totally now dancing near a Horse, a Vampire and a Rodney. It was clear that Hufflepuff owns the dancefloor, ain't no stepping on their turf.
Morvyn Huckleborn smirks and waves over at Sable, pointing towards Emeline blatantly "Come on girls...i can dance with both of you, till Blaine arrives at least..." he offers and smiles, holding out a hand to both of them.
Larus Pontin whinnies as Roger slaps him and tries to rear up but uh, his legs are the front so he just kind of jumps and almost falls over "watch where you're going next time loser, i'm driving" he hisses to the back and starts doing a basic forwards and back dance, grape-vining his legs casually "
Doo dedoo de doo"
Daniel Newkirk grabs the bad dracula's arm, swinging him in a semi-circle, "It doesn't matter. Just MOVE." It was easy enough for someone who had a hint of talent, like the Hufflepuff, and even with some foolish moves, Dan's confidence in action was pretty effective.
Emeline Pryce gave Morvyn a look from the table where she had been indulging herself in a chocolate cauldron. At his offer, the mock-Potion Mistress shook her head. "Not likely. I don't dance. But you two go ahead, I'm just as content to sample everything on this table."
Alexaviar bit his lip as he saw all the people getting out to dance, obviously this was something he needed to do. Alex instead of going around the tables decided to climb over them nearly pushing over a candelabra in the process. The Professor would then proceed to 'jam it out', actually dancing slightly well as opposed to some of the people out there namely the pony and Shatan... All while holding a teacup that was half full... which he drank from periodically.
Roger Eastman winces as Larus leaps up in front of him, dragging Larus back down to him from the awkward rear. "Keep your knickers on," he chided, following the other man's lead and shaking his money maker. this was all quite exhausting, he realized, and hoped the after-party didn't require this much effort.
Heather Jones made a face when she saw Pontin and Eastman come in. "What in Merlin's name are they wearing?" She shook her head and grabbed on to Morvyn's arm, then reached for Emmie. "As tasty as the treats look, I want to dance. Emmie, you can have the first dance with Morvyn. I'll go second. Besides, he's supposed to be Catherwood. He needs at least two women dancing with him to be convincing." -
Tate saw Teagan, but before he could say anything, or go see her, she and her brother were gone. Quietly the blonde boy slipped outside and he went to go find her, if she'd let herself be found.
Rodney Trotter almost falls over his own feet as Dan spins him and he coughs "UH! wait- okay!" he nervously dances but as he gains confidence he's actually quite a good dancer, if a bit girly-swirly with it ..he'll probably get bullied for it later.
Emeline Pryce gave a sigh at their persistence, and began piling a few choice sweets on a small platter. "I don't want to Heather, really. Please, just leave it alone. You two go on," she replied calmly, before picking up her plate and retreating to the far end of the room, and taking up conversation with one of her fellow dormmates.
Shatan would proceed to airguitar at various points during the danceing, having that much confidence should be illegal for that bad an effort. "You're great!" He enthusiastically told Daniel with a grin of a thousand suns. Shatan bounced a bit as if in his mind he heard the 'wub wubs' of a Dubstep song. "That's it Rodney, now more enthusiasm!" If anyone was going to be bullied for it later it was Shatan.
Larus Pontin waves a foot at Sable up there in the stalls "Hello Sable! I'm a horse!" he calls to her and kicks his feet around and bashing poor Roger in the face with his butt repeatedly "We have the best costume, for my birthday we are wearing this to a night club" he insists, not knowing of poor Rogers plight.
Daniel Newkirk glanced at Shatan with an easy smile, flashing him a thumbs up to save the trouble of drooling more over himself. "Woddehs, ju are fine, shake what your mama gave ju," he teased with a big wet grin.
Heather Jones said, "Oh, bullocks. Fine, Em, but when you change your mind, you tell me and I'll let you dance, do you hear?" she looked at Morvyn, then said, "Come on. Let's dance and show everyone how wonderful we are together." She then walked with her boyfriend to the dance floor to get their groove going.
Sable sighed again and covered her eyes. "Circe and the Fates help me." She walked away from her seat, grabbing a small cake and began to nibble at it.
Alexaviar, unable to hear talking over the music simply drinks tea and dances not far away from the Horses and Hufflepuffs. He was getting into the enthusiasm of Halloween and given the fact his pockets were obviously full it was likely he had stuffed them with sweets for later. "Next time I come as Tom Baker [the Doctor Who actor, not the Care of Magical Creatures professor]." He comments to the air, yep... To every costume party from now on Alex is going to come as one of the Doctors.
Roger Eastman glared into the darkness that was his lunatic friends backside. bouncing off his face. For the sake of decorum, he resisted bolting, but his he growled out a quick warning before striking his fist into the horse head's family jewels.
Morvyn Huckleborn takes Heather's hand and leads her onto the dance floor, he spins her and begins to dance with her.. apparantly Marius has taught him to dance like a gentleman too as well as drink tea, taste wine and speak in a posh voice. "So you really think i look like him?"
Larus Pontin suddenly goes down onto his knees with a series of yelps and then a groan, horse head against the dance floor "Ahh-ahh oww - oh you bastard!" he yells and slowly falls onto his side, the upper half of the horse anyway.
Nessa Kennard had been enjoying herself thus far, and though her time at the ball had been brief, the woman decided it was time to return to the infirmary. So she stood, and said her goodbyes, before pushing in her chair, and whisking herself out into the hall in a flurry of blue.
Alexaviar stopped danceing for a moment when the front end of the horse collapsed. "You two alright in there?" He asked loudly trying to be heard over the music though it did half drown out for the most part. Alex took this opportunity to stand by the the front 'incapacitated' bit of the danceing pony and sip a bit of tea to make sure that everything was okay.
Roger Eastman lets Larus going, presenting an awkward front-kneeling horse, "Yer $!?% just bouncing around on m'face! D'you even wash it, man?" He grumbled, not the least apologetic for his actions. His head popped out, flashing a thumbs up to the concerned Divinations professor. This was no time for a crystal ball reference, he reminded himself.
Larus Pontin groans in pain still "i hate you... where is the nurse... painnn.." he tries to stand up and wobbles awkwardly "He hit me" he tells Alex and kicks hard backwards between his legs at Roger "Hmph.. come on lets just go have a real party. Let the kids do their thing.."
Shatan did not stop dancing for the life of him, he boogied over to one of the tables in order to pick up a pumpkin pastie and then boogies back to the dance floor, barely noticing the small equine disaster that was going on as he stuffed his face. His mind was in awesome land and there was no escape.
Alexaviar grinned slightly at Rodger. "You shouldn't be so hard on him, you know he's oblivious." He joked taking another sip of his tea as he stood there with one hand in his pocket. Badassness. But a REAL party sounded good if he didn't know that Larus's definition of a real party was probably a kids party. "What do you have in mind?" he asked.
Rodney Trotter ews and leans away from Dan "Oh ... ju are-" slobber, slurp "duh-ruulangh ererer" he tries to speak and slurps again "I fink i uh.." he looks around nervously "go changhe ihn-uu shomefing beh-ah"
Roger Eastman grunted under the impact, "Oh, yes. No kiddies allowed for this one," he added, avoiding serious damage from the kick. Maybe get out of the damn horse costume. "This one is in the office. Tallyho!," he cried, smacking his own thigh and kicking them off into an awkward run out the hall.
Larus Pontin collided first with the door and groaned in pain, slowly pushing through it "not so fast i'm sore!" he complained and stopped, looking back at Sable...ah she'd join them when she was done here, he was sure! he then fled.
Heather Jones said, "Actually, I think that you look better than him. You look great, Morvyn." She glanced back to Em, then sighed. "That git, Blaine. If he keeps doing this sort of thing, I'm going to break his nose. It makes me angry that he keeps breaking her heart by leaving her like this." She held on to Morvyn's arm, and sighed, "Well... I was hoping the four of us could finally do something together."
Sable hurried to Larus's side and said, "You should get out of that bloody costume and change in to something reasonable. I'm ready to give up on this blasted dress, myself, and pick something simpler."--- Tate returned, looking down-trodden. As he walked through, gathering sweets to console him, he saw Professor Alexaviar and he smiled a bit. "You're one of The Doctors right? I saw the 80th anniversary special. It was rather good."
Daniel Newkirk nods earnestly, sweaty and slobbery in a different way than he'd hoped he'd be tonight. That's right, teenage necking was going to get done with teeth this big, "Wet's go back to da dorms."
Duv Joran watches over the remaining students and professors with the occasional pause for conversation with someone here and there, amid much grazing from the nearby snacks and treats. So long as things kept going smoothly, he would count this as a win for Hogwarts' general well-being.
Alexaviar nods at Tate while following the two other Professors. "Yes, don't tell me anything about season seven, I havn't bought the DVDs yet." He said loudly walking past one of the tables as he quickly purloined another piece of cake with one hand and placing it in his mouth as he walked.
Morvyn Huckleborn nods and sighs "Look lets dance some other time. i dont like dancing much anyway.. lets go hang with Emmie" he smiles and heads back to the table "you two talk, im going to get something to eat" he said and went off in search of interesting food down the table.
