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Gooseberry Mods ([info]goosemods) wrote in [info]gooseberry,
@ 2017-01-08 10:16:00

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Entry tags:! ic/ooc, ennis harper, henrietta gray, irene lovelace, philippa nightingale, ravinder dhaliwal, sylvester stoker

BLIZZARD



BLIZZARD

The snow in the morning is heavy, and as the day wears on, it only gets worse. The walk to the lodge is miserable, and Ebonhide and Azurcrest have the worst of it with long distances and steep hills. Visibility is too poor, and the wind is too strong, to make sledding a safe or appealing prospect. The snow piles thick on the trees and clings to everything, and the lodge's entryway and locker area is caked in mud and snow from students shedding their coats and boots before heading to dinner. Rumors circulate that there's going to be a blizzard tonight, and everyone crosses their fingers for classes being cancelled on Monday. No such luck. By the time dinner rolls around, most students are in a poor mood.

There's one more piece of bad news: The staff have determined that all students must spend the night in the lodge to wait out the storm.

In the middle of the afternoon, a blizzard sets in, stranding all the students in the lodge after dinner. The teachers pull out enough sleeping bags and couches for everyone to get comfy enough to spend the night.

That evening, Philippa Nightingale sees something outside in the snow, looking through the windows at the end of a long hallway. A teacher assures her that it was just a bear, but Pippa is certain the arms and legs were too long…

That night, Cressida Quayle swears she saw someone outside the window—or at least, the shape was humanoid. Theresa Noble hears someone trying to open a locked door into the lodge. Hazel Keating on the third floor hears something walking around on the roof.

» Dinner: The storm begins to rage outside, and after some deliberation, the staff determine it'll be safest for everyone to remain in the lodge overnight. They're expecting a complete whiteout, and it would be unsafe to allow students to move freely about campus. For the sake of this event, assume all characters were at dinner. No exceptions.

» Third Floor: In order to stay entertained, a bunch of students hang around in a sitting area on the third floor. This obscure dead end hall has a few couches and arm chairs, and two window seats. Up here, there's limited adult oversight. There's also a door that opens out onto a balcony. If you want to do anything against the rules, such as drinking (don't get visibly drunk, and remember you're limited to what you had on your person at an average dinner) or smoking (better sneak out onto the very snowy balcony so the teachers don't smell it), this is your place. Remember, you're still within reach of teachers and certain prefects who will report you.

» Third Floor: Truth or Dare: Taking place on the third floor in the little sitting area, a group of ever-changing students play truth or dare out of the sight of teachers.

» Second Floor / Library: Snow and a complete lockdown aren't going to keep dedicated students from hitting the books. The second floor is the quietest tonight, and will be the best place for private conversations.

» First Floor / Atrium: If you're ready to call it a night, or just want to be somewhere quiet to lie down or cuddle, the atrium has been filled with sleeping bags and pillows. Everyone is provided with an oversized GOOSEBERRY HIGH shirt in house colors to sleep in.

» Night: You know you're safe, but it doesn't feel safe. Even the bravest students feel unnerved, and sleeping alone doesn't sound very appealing. The best place to be is in the Atrium, surrounded by your peers, with someone you care about right next to you.
  • Reply to this comment with your character, and describe to us what they're worried about. The mods will inform you if they could or couldn't sleep. Students who can will fall asleep before midnight and have a restful evening. Students who can't will find themselves restless all night with their fears on their mind.
» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!


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Vee and Ras
[info]rararasmussen
2017-01-13 01:49 am UTC (link)
"Work isn't always the most important thing in the world. Sometimes you need to take a step back and relax, school isn't just for learning." Ras studied sometimes. He didn't take classes too seriously, he barely took classes as it was but he still passed and still did fairly all right when it came down to it. School was just school to Ras, nothing here was going to make or break you once you got out into the real world. No one was going to ask them in five years what grade they got in Charms. Collect knowledge as you could, don't stress, just graduate. It didn't help that Ras had no plans for an actual job after school, he was just going to go sail and make boats. Didn't need good grades for that. "I'll make sure you don't fall off in a rush to the exit away from a bear."

"Hey, there are times that you need shoes." Lies. "My mom wrote me and told me not to lose any toes." Ras nodded toward the fairly new looking boots on the ground next to him. "Something about needing all the toes or some other stuff. She worries too much." Honestly, the boy needed to wear shoes all the time anyway but he was just far too busy doing other things. Like sleeping. Or eating. "I'm not going to have time to put them back on in case of running bear." He smirked over at Vee. "Don't tell mom." Ras was not going to police her clothing, he wasn't in charge and frankly he wasn't about to tell her to keep clothes on. "Just be comfortable. If anything we can steal another shirt and fashion some sort of skirt, shorts, toga situation." Seemed practical, maybe.

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Re: Vee and Ras
[info]misssperfect
2017-01-13 02:41 am UTC (link)
Vee looked properly (and entirely pretend) defensive at his words. "I relax!" She did. More so now than ever before, actually. "Did you see me studying over break?" Here she gives him a playful poke, which is easy since they're already comfortably close on top of the sleeping bags. "I think it's actually relaxing and not worrying about it so much that helped me finally nail the animagus transformation, so your point has extra merit." Of course, Ty had helped too. She was convinced the cheesy friendship lines they'd spouted had a tiny bit of truth to them. Vee also knew that she didn't have the luxury of not working hard or figuring out what she wanted to do. Her parents were very much into working for what you wanted, and they wouldn't let her be a bum. Sadly. Sailing with Ras was much more fun than work. "I am a pretty good clinger. It's years of cheer stunts, I'm convinced." She laughed, knowing he'd understand at least in part. He might not have been a flier like her, but it was well known that when an unexpected slip or fall occurred you just clung tighter and prayed.

A raised eyebrow was her first reaction to his insistence about shoes. "Who are you and what have you done with Ras?" she demanded, though his words about his mother brought everything into more sense territory. "You do need shoes. For keeping the toes in tact, keeping the feet devoid of rocks and other sharp objects. And so on" she mused with a nudge. "I won't tell her. Mostly because she'll be disappointed in me for not taking better care of you," she assured him with a smile. There really wouldn't be much time to prepare if an attack did happen, shoes or not, though. "I like being comfortable," she agreed, figuring the tshirt was long enough and if he didn't mind. Well. Neither did she. "I just might not have time to put them back on either if a bear attacks. So. Oh well." She was grinning at the idea, even if it would be really cold out there in that case.

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