Mod Account for Diatu Magicademy ([personal profile] magicademymods) wrote in [community profile] diatu2019-05-22 03:37 pm
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Dance Dance Reprobation


The Twilight Ball


Arrival


    The Promenade has been transformed. Literally. With Modification. Ha ha. Cough. Crickets. Toad familiars eat the crickets. Circle of life. Animals bow before singing lions. You get the idea.

    Neither tree nor stone form the Promenade now. It is instead a long bridge over a shallow and brilliant pool, the gentle ripples of which catch the afternoon sun and scatter it into a million highlights that play over the Great Hall, the bridge, and those who walk down it. There is no formal receiving line, merely a gentle procession of people across the bridge at whatever speed feels comfortable, slowly making their way to the Great Hall.

    The Great Hall itself has been enchanted to be completely invisible while one is inside it, save for the outline of doors so people can actually find their way out through means other than smacking their noses into the invisible walls till they find a place with no resistance. Thus the twilight for which the ball is named will show all around the dancers, while they are protected from any errant breezes, faint hints of rain, or slime monsters that might otherwise threaten the festivity.

    Come in. Find your date and get comfortable. The fun is just beginning.


Let the Revels Begin


    After Headmaster Birony welcomes everyone with a speech about she's going to get on her boat, go upriver, and kick that sonuvabitch Bison's ass so HORDT that the next Bison-wannabe is gonna feel it, the dance formally begins with a peppy number designed to get people out and moving. The orchestra here comprises some of the finest players available anywhere in the world, thanks to the whole Valhudor shtick and graduates of said house, and the music is infectious as it drifts through the slowly-darkening air.

    But as the dance progresses, they play something for everyone. Martial waltzes and slow dance ballroom numbers. Powerful tunes to lose yourself in, and gentle melodies that slip beneath conversation and encourage intimacy and closeness. Professors Trammel and King treat everyone to an exhibition of what an Earth resident might call 'swing dancing on amphetamines' and many students do call 'the closest I have ever come to death'. No pause for speeches, no announcements or interruptions -- just a steady stream of music, bringing dates and lovers together in dance, as the sun sets and casts the room into gentle and romantic twilight.

    Also a dolphin and a whale are swimming through the floor and they, too, are unmistakably dancing. If this is the weirdest thing you've seen all night, you need your eyes checked.


"Food!


    One of the food tables has been discreetly slid against a wall, where it positively shudders under the weight of a massive buffet open to everyone. The food here tends towards the light, such as fish and vegetables, cucumber sandwiches and thin-sliced meats. Things that will give you energy without weighing you down, so you can keep dancing till the dawn comes.

    At one end of the table, an owl the size of a cupboard sits on a perch, serenely watching the varied drinks laid out for consumption. 'Spiking the punch' is so cliche that no one is going to pretend it won't happen or the students will behave on their honor, so here you get a chaperone.

    Even so, this whole area is a popular gathering spot for those between dances or partners, drawing steady attention throughout the night.


Meanwhile, Elsewhere


    Shockingly, not everyone has found that loving feeling, asked out an attractive someone, and gone to the dance with romance on their minds. The rest of the campus, and of course Anastara itself, remain open as normal... and perhaps even less-minded than normal. The faculty, the familiars, the cleaning golems -- almost all attention is on the dance itself. If there's mischief to manage, now would be the perfect time... or just something else besides wallflowering and missing out.


Wait, Wasn't There a Ghost Dragon and an Off-Brand Shoggoth?


    Professor King managed to find a way around the protoplasmic ooze's resistance to magic and splatted it (with no small amount of help from students and faculty!). The dragon disappeared into the caverns beneath the Magicademy. That certainly isn't ominous and won't inspire anyone to go down there, will it? Don't fall in the river down there. Please don't fall in the river.

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-06-04 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Yu-huh," Louie responded, glazing over the moment of kindness with only a smile to acknowledge how much Huey's words had meant to him. But god, had they meant a lot.

"Okay, but if the dumb flower thing counts, then how about the time I talked Uncle Donald through his competition with Gladstone?"

Which was... Not exactly how that had gone, but okay.
goingbythebook: (Busting makes me feel good)

[personal profile] goingbythebook 2019-06-04 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, well, you weren't there but I figured out how to save Dewey, Cousin Fethry, and me from the deadly sea vents! Via a monstrously mutated deep sea krill, but considering we thought she was going to hurt us until otherwise was figured out, I think it still counts."
talkyourwayout: (Smug)

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-06-04 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"But like you said, I wasn't there. How do I know that even really happened?"

Not that mutant krill would even break the list of top four weirdest things that have happened to the Duck family...
goingbythebook: (And you say you saw the alien?)

[personal profile] goingbythebook 2019-06-04 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Huey snorted softly. "What about giant Lil' Bulb sorting mecha? How do I know that actually happened?"
talkyourwayout: (Shrug)

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-06-04 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Because I don't care enough to make something like that up, duh," Louie pointed out.

[personal profile] goingbythebook 2019-06-04 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"So if we're using character traits, then you know that you would've easily seen through any lie of mine, therefore the kaiju krill wasn't made up either!"

Checkmate.

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-06-04 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"-!" Louie opened his beak, but darn it, Huey was right on that one. He couldn't debate it.

So instead, he pulled down on the bill of his brother's always-present cap, dipping it into his face.
goingbythebook: (Garden Hose of Destiny!)

[personal profile] goingbythebook 2019-06-04 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
That got a squawk out of him and his arms spiraled momentarily before he could shove the hat back up. Louie got a teasing shove back, as Huey laughed.

"Book smarts~"

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-06-04 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, so you scored the first point. But we're not done with this, bro."

Honestly, this was possibly the most fun he'd had since coming here.

[personal profile] goingbythebook 2019-06-04 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I think most of our other adventures we were both there for, so we'll put a pin in this until we've got more to work with. Including whatever we both do while we're at the magic school."

He snickered through his beak, and poked him playfully. "So no, this isn't over, brother."