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Post by assistant headmistress on Dec 21, 2010 0:01:06 GMT -5
[/size] if you are here, you are either dining at, talking by, sitting near, or hanging around the banquet (buffet style food table).[/center][/ul] [/b][/code] If you leave the thread, use this: [b]-name- leaves the area.[/b] 2. At the dance, please wear formal clothing. This can be anything from a tux to a simple lolita coordinate, but do your best to avoid jeans and a tee shirt as much as possible. You may link an outfit for your character's post, but only link it once. 3. No alcohol, no murder, no sex, no drugging anyone's drinks. If two characters start to get into an inappropriate situation, the "fade to black" policy comes into effect. As soon as someone feels the need to start gratuitously mentioning private areas, you should either move it from the Ball Room or fade to black. 4. The dance starts at 7:00 sharp on the night before the students go home for Holiday, which happens to be on the 17th this year. It will continue officially until 12:00 am, but it may go later into the night, as this ending time is rather loose. (This is site time, correspinding to the school's time.) 5. The Yule Ball will start in real time on the 21st of December, and will continue for at least two weeks after that, or whenever the moderators feel the thread is winding down. 6. Keep track of your characters. There will be a lot of people posting here, so make sure you know who your character is with and what they are doing. Try to be active and post often. At the same time, don't steamroll people. Make sure that if you are involved with a plot with 2 or more people, you wait for everyone to have a chance to post before you post again. 7. It's okay to fight with another character, but please talk with the member who controls that character fist before starting a fight. 8. Students may come alone or with other student partners, and teachers may come alone or with other teacher partners. Teachers may not go with students, and vice versa. [/ul]
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Post by dr. ludvig von bakken on Dec 21, 2010 0:28:08 GMT -5
Ludvig enters the area
He carried had helped with the setup. It hadn't been too much work. It had been a matter of carrying supplies around, setting them up where they need to be and keep them secure. The tables were set, the festivities were all in place, and the Yule celebration was ready to go. Ludvig took his position behind the banquet. As the school doctor, his location was determined long in advance. He would be needed near the food, as a chance of someone breaking an arm or scraping themselves was far less likely than of a student accidentally swallowing more food than they could handle.
His second duty, one that he was told he'd be sharing with another teacher, would be to watch the punch bowl. It seemed that there was a great concern that someone was likely to attempt to spike it with some kind of alcohol. It was also apparently the case that two adults were needed to keep an eye on the bowl as students were prone to try and distract the first.
He took his position behind the punch bowl and watched the banquet area of the festival start to unfold.
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Post by michelle junko princeton on Dec 21, 2010 1:18:25 GMT -5
Junko enters the areaTonight's going to suck.Junko had gotten dressed up (<- Thar be link) for nothing. It wasn't as if this was her party. No, this was a party for the students. As if these kids understood the meaning of a good party. She tried to go to balls and functions like this often, normally as an after party for any dance recitals. These nights were special. But it was going to be wasted on these kids! Sighing in frustration, she made her way over to the duty she'd been assigned for the night. Duties. Bah! Now she couldn't even enjoy the party she was going to. She hated doing work! Oh well. She would at least pretend to be happy. Maybe she could spike the drinks herself so she could at least be entertained by a group of teenagers who were steadily getting more and more drunk. Junko approached the punch bowl with a frustrated look on her face. To her surprise, though, she wasn't alone. Doctor Ludvig was already there, looking quite serious. "Oh, Doctor," she greeted. "I didn't realize you'd be working the tables tonight as well." There went her plan to spike all the drinks.
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Post by dr. ludvig von bakken on Dec 21, 2010 1:53:47 GMT -5
Ludvig smiled pleasantly at Miss Junko as she approached. He knew he would be assigned the duty with another member of the staff. He had hoped that it would not be Miss Zahra, and was pleasantly surprised when it was Junko. Though, he realized this could be confusing, especially now that he had confessed his feelings to Vivian. He couldn't tell her he was with someone, she would want to know who and that would cause a scandal. He would just have to play it cool and perhaps drop signs that he wasn't interested.
What if dropping signs he wasn't interested meant he was telling her he was interested? Should he give her signs that he was interested in order to tell her he wasn't interested? This was all confusing to him and completely boggled his mind. So, rather than think of it further, he smiled. "I vill be need here in case von of the students decides to choke. Though I do not know vhy we vorry that students vill choke on punch."
"So Miss Junko, how have you been vaitly?"
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Post by michelle junko princeton on Dec 21, 2010 2:00:54 GMT -5
Junko took her position beside the doctor and yawned, holding a delicate hand up to cover her mouth. "I'm sure we have a purpose here," she began, a slight smile on her lips as she joked. "We get to serve punch to a bunch of teenagers. It's a very important and crucial task, Doctor, didn't you know that?"
Again, she yawned. "I could be better, I guess. Very tired. I've been up late practicing, you know," Junko quickly added. Practicing? Ha! Practicing for her debut into the softcore porn industry is more like it. She shivered slightly, remembering her and Andrew together in that bed again... "I doubt I'll make it to this upcoming audition," she continued, "but I already have another one lined up, and I want to be in tip-top shape for it."
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Post by noelle sini forrester on Dec 21, 2010 6:51:17 GMT -5
Noelle enters the area. Noelle, brushing down the creases on her co-ordinate, walked up to the buffet table. Most of her other roommates or the people she knew were either already with their partners or hadn't arrived yet, so she'd decided to eat before they did, lest she get even hungrier later. Taking a fair amount of food and putting it on the plate, she walked up to the punch bowl to get a drink, which was surrounded by Dr. Ludvig and Miss Princeton, probably to stop it getting spiked. If there was something Noelle didn't need at all, it was alcohol. Knowing her track record, even the slightest drop could lead into something terrible. Gingerly, she walked up to the bowl, hoping that it wouldn't arouse suspicion. "Ummm", she murmured, "is it okay if I take some punch?"
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Post by dr. ludvig von bakken on Dec 21, 2010 8:12:01 GMT -5
Ludvig was a bit distracted as he listened to Junko talk about her practice. He was wondering just how ruthless of a person Vivian's unwanted fiancée was supposedly. Still, he heard every word she had to say and tried his best to look interested in the conversation.
He saw Noelle approach the table, acknowledged her with a smile, but responded to Junko's story before turning his full attention to her. "It is important that ve always stay on top of our game. I think that it is good that you practice so hard for these auditions even if you vill not be able to make it to them. That is a sign of someone who knows their field vell."
As opposed to academia where you stuff your head with knowledge and do nothing practical with it. He gave Noelle another smile and picked up a cup. "You certainly may."
He poured some punch into the cup and handed it to Noelle. "So how are you liking the Yule dance so far?"
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Post by noelle sini forrester on Dec 21, 2010 13:13:56 GMT -5
"It's good.", said Noelle. "It's nice to see everyone having fun. I've only just got here though."
Noelle felt only slightly uncomfortable around Dr. Ludvig, maybe it was just because he'd been suspiciously close to Vivian a lot. She wasn't especially worried, per se, after all, she had no proof that there was anything going on between the two. Even so, it was ever so slightly strange that they kept running into each other.
She took the cup of punch from his hand and sat down on a nearby chair next to the table. Gingerly, she picked up the cup of punch and took a sip from it. She couldn't taste anything odd, so at least it wasn't spiked. She breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat.
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Post by michelle junko princeton on Dec 21, 2010 13:22:37 GMT -5
Junko sighed and ran her fingers through her curls. She just watched with a forced smile as Doctor Ludvig gave the young girl the drink she'd requested. Was this what her evening was going to be? Nothing but serving drinks? I could be doing so many better things, she thought. Maybe even practicing my routine for auditions. Still, she tried to look happy.
"I guess it's what I love doing," Junko replied to the doctor's comments. "I was born to dance. I find it therapeutic to dance even when I have no reason to dance." She poured herself a small glass of punch and took a sip of it. It was sweet. Her lipstick left the faintest of stains on the cup. "What about you, Doctor? Do you have anything like that?"
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Post by dr. ludvig von bakken on Dec 21, 2010 13:41:11 GMT -5
"No," he said in response. It came out almost automatic, without a chance for him to filter. It was odd that he would let himself slip out like that so quickly. He had never been like this before. He was so guarded and protective of everything.
"I find it admirable that you are able to have a skill that you love and are so good at and find it good for appeasing your mind. Everyone should have something like that. I vas not allowed such things vhen I was younger and now that I'm older, I do not know vhat I would do for such therapy."
He poured himself a glass of juice. This honesty thing, and sharing. It felt good. Twice, he had shared something and both times seemed to give him some level of satisfaction. Now, opening a bit to Miss Junko, it felt good. It made him feel a tiny bit guilty for what he had said during the teacher's meeting.
"During the teacher's meeting, I vas a bit more open than I should have been. I insulted Miss. Zahra. She vas clearly perturbed by me and reminded me of my mother far too much. Though, I think she needed to be put in her place, I have inadvertently put teachers against each other. ve should be a strong union together. ve are, aver all, a team."
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