Dresden Academy

Winter Social - Friday, December 9th (open to all)

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12/4/11 02:28 am

The events committee pulled off a rather impressive decorating scheme given their limited budget this year. Old silver and blue candles lit every alcove, sparkled above students heads as the floated around the ceiling. A spell created snow that fell among the candles and dissipated just as it reached the shoulders of the students partying below.

Recycled ribbons and streamers in a wintery palette draped on the walls, off the back of chairs and the small stage that graced the far end of the ballroom. Tables were draped with cloths in various shades of icy blue, some silver, some pristine white (at least until the students managed to spill their beverages).

Music hummed in the corner as a local cover band warmed up their instruments. The usual spot for photographs was set up just inside the doors. Professors wandered around the periphery, making sure the students were on their best behavior, though as these things usually ended up, the students were a lot better at misbehaving than their professors were at stopping them.

Tags: !eventastic, adelaide legaux, arnaud powell, bernadine ford, carly travers, cinna thompson, faculty, hawthorne nikitin, kazamir de kooning, luka nikitin, riley bloodfeather, steven suzuki, veronica cantrell

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• loudandclose

  12/14/11 05:16 am (UTC)

  

  And that was Addy's cue to leave. She offered the other two girls a more than awkward glance before backing away with absolutely no subtlety whatsoever, trying to get back to the drinks table to replace the cup Cinna stole. That said, she didn't know if she was going to venture into the sea of barf to try and find Luka.
  
  Cinna completely ignored Adelaide's disappearance from the conversation, focused more on glaring down Carly. She hadn't even DONE anything to the horrible bitch. "Maybe you'll get a second glance after he's been through every last other girl on earth," she offered consolingly.

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  • actingup

    12/14/11 05:20 am (UTC)

    

    "I don't intend to wait that long," Carly replied, also content to ignore Adelaide's departure. "And I certainly don't intend to share him with flannel wearing lesbians."

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      12/14/11 05:52 am (UTC)

      

      Cinna tried her best sympathetic face, but a smirk kept creeping up. "Wow, you'll be waiting a long time. I admire your patience. Or is it delusion? Wait here, I'll have to find someone with a hint of a brain to ask."

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      • actingup

        12/14/11 05:58 am (UTC)

        

        "Oh yes, Cinna, please, run off and pretend that you know anyone with an ounce of intelligence. Maybe you can get your mummy and daddy to buy you some smart friends."

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          12/14/11 06:01 am (UTC)

          

          "Jealous you couldn't afford to wear more than your grandma's handkerchief tonight? No really, it's super cute that you're recycling and all. I'm sure it was a huge hit in 1974."

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          • actingup

            12/14/11 06:12 am (UTC)

            

            "Maybe you can get your daddy to hire some Mexican children to sew more sparkles on your dress. Honestly, I think they missed a spot," she said pointing towards the hem.
            
            Then the sound of someone retching behind her caught her attention and she stepped momentarily to the side ensuring that Braeden was properly aimed at Cinnamyn's dress. She used a little flick of her wand to knock him a step forward and grinned as he emptied his very full stomach.
            
            "Or maybe it won't matter how much your sparkle," she commented with a huge and evil smirk.

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              12/14/11 06:27 am (UTC)

              

              Cinna was too horrified to even react properly. Braden had THROWN UP ON HER. And Carly had made it happen on purpose. She stared down at the spreading wet stain in the skirt of her dress and the equally appalled-looking boy in front of her, and screamed at the top of her lungs.

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