Mod Journal for St. Margaret's. (saintly_mods) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2017-04-11 23:55:00 |
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Annual Easter Brunch and The Hunt
WHO: Mr. Cavanaugh & OPEN to all
WHEN: Sunday, at 11 [forward dated]
WHERE: The dining hall AND all over
"I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body"
The music finished on a high note, and the band and choir bowed and cleared out, the individual members returning to their seats at the tables. Mr. Cavanaugh returned to the dais, his grin a tad strained. "Well, that certainly was a... spirited song wasn't it? We have House Kitsune to thank for this particular choice, so give it up for the choir, the band and their ability to pull this particular musical arrangement off with aplomb!"
Mr. Cavanaugh's own round of applause was short and curt.
"Now," he said, his grin brightening, "before we start with our Easter Brunch, I would like to inform our newer students of the annual Easter Egg Hunt. We use this day to celebrate Easter at the Academy. This means that, throughout the Academy grounds, eggs are hidden for you all to collect! The House that gathers the most Eggs will be able to select the next song to be sung at our our next celebratory buffet. They will also have the deciding vote in the theme of this year's Spring Formal."
His eyes slid over the long tables laden with food: baskets of bread, plates of cold meat and cutlets, trays of sliced vegetables, carafes filled with fresh juice and milk, bowls filled with fruit... On the side, there were tables where eggs (fried, boiled and scrambled) were being kept warm in containers, and where the usual cornflake dispensers were set up. For Easter, there was a an arrangement of a multitude of pastries and baklava on every table, and there was a chocolate fountain for all the students to enjoy. Despite all this delicious distractions, most of the students were currently looking at the interim headmaster. Good.
Mr. Cavanaugh continued. "As always, the Easter Hunt does not permit students to go scurrying about in places where you're not meant to go. The dungeons, the caverns below and the restricted section in the library are still off-limits. Also," his eyes narrowed, "there are no eggs hidden in any of the locker rooms or bathrooms, so there will be no boys looking in the rooms meant for girls and vice versa. Individual dorm rooms are also off-limits. Understood?" It seemed his eyes lingered at the Kitsune table as he spoke. "Finally," his gaze shifted to the Ladons now, "anyone who deliberately breaks the eggs of someone else, will have points docked off for their own house. I'll know."
"Now," he said, bringing his hands together, "the eggs will be counted at five by the Heads of the Houses. Cracked or broken eggs don't count. All eggs must be collected in the baskets by the Main Hall: yellow for Pegasus, blue for Sphinx, purple for Hydra, red for Kitsune and green for Ladon! That is it! Enjoy your food, have a fun day and happy hunting!" He, as Ms. Menides always did, refused to say 'and may the odds be ever in your favor'. Decorum had to be maintained.
ooc: Player participation will determine which House wins. The winner of the egg hunt will be the House who chooses the theme for the upcoming Spring Formal. Onward and upward!