Courtyard Celebration

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Courtyard Celebration

Welcome to the Courtyard Celebration! Here, you will be able to roleplay with other characters at a Christmas themed, Academy-wide party! To roleplay, post down below!
## Roleplay

He slipped in through the door with his hands shoved into his pockets and hung at the back of the crowd. He wore a pair of jeans, leather boots and a blue, buttoned-up shirt, with his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. Nothing, except for his santa hat, screamed christmas.

"I think I hear people screaming in horror," he replied with a roll of his eyes, "may the Lord save everyone's soul."

He looked at her and slowly blinked, "thanks, I bought it at a thrift shop."

"Sure I am," he said with a grin, "means free drinks and reason to get drunk without being judged," he replied before glancing around, "though," he confessed, "this isn't a party with booze. Rather dull," he snorted before glancing at Natashka, "I think it's a horrible day–far too cold, I like the boiling hot where you can cook eggs on the asphalt. That's nice weather. This is miserable."

He shrugged and gazed about, "you're a solar duchess, right Courtney?" He asked her as he frowned at her.

"I'll remember that," he said but he doubted he would. He was fickle like that.

"Very true, very true," he said with a nod, "annoying boyfriend?"

"what'd it say?" He asked curious. "Is it a d\*\*\* pic?"

"Because that's usually what creepy texts from strange numbers are," he said with a shrug.

"Lunarbucks, eh?" He asked scratching his chin, "you know, I could come with you," he conceded, "I can hold my own in a fight."

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "does it look like I'm doing much?"

He flashed a grin and shoved past her, "come on, then."

"Not my fault you have short legs," he pointed out as he left the crowd.

"You obviously haven't ignored it since you just remarked on it," he said. "Do you have any psycho boyfriends...or girlfriends. I won't assume. Either way, it might be them."

"Lucky, lovers are bastards, you're much better off without them," he said as he pushed his hand into his pockets.

"Are you a princess?" He asked, turning to look at her with a small blink, "thought you were a duchess."

He stared at her, "I know you," he said, "I think we played together when we were kids." He was an ass, he knew that, and so it wasn't really...in him to keep it a secret. If anyone asked, he probably would reveal it but...he was also the type to not really bother doing anything that required that much effort. Revealing a missing princess? Who cared.

"Every childhood is messy," he said, "nothing's ever neat. Life would be boring and dull if it were." With that, he stepped onto the main street, "now...where is it?"

He eyed the coffee shop, "I've never been here," he said absentmindedly.

He followed her, "should I come in?"

He rolled his eyes before following her.

"I can't see anyone," he said before noticing the phone, "what'd they say?"

Heading back to the party, he rose an eyebrow at Grace and Caelum before wandering over to Victoria, "dear gods, I'd interrupt the love birds but I don't think I'd be welcome," he said as he scratched his cheek, "whatever did you do?"

"Do we?" He asked with a slow blink, "are you sure the person wasn't just one who was forgotten to be placed on the family tree? We do have a lot of family members, I wouldn't be surprised if one was just skipped over."

He stared at Victoria before smirking, "and you kept this information to yourself for so long?"

### Nate and Courtly

He glanced up and shrugged before scaling the walls with ease. Soon he was on the roof and ducked out of sight.

He scouted the place, looking down from all angles, careful to stay out of view.

He swung down and slammed into the ground in front of the person, "wanna take off the mask?"

"You don't know a thing about me," he said before shifting from foot to foot, "just a mask, bet a punch could knock it straight off."

"I don't think many people do," he said with a shrug, "merry is so overdone nowadays, I found myself nothing but cliche." His eyes flicked over the persons shoulders at Courtly before looking back over to the person, "are you a boy or a girl? I can't really tell."

"Sure it does," he said, "in a fight, it's always handy to know the other person's physical attributes."

"I'm not going to assume it's not," he said before nodding to Courtly, "I hope you know a fight will occur if I find out you've been harassing her."

He frowned but didn't comment on it and stared at Courtly without blinking, "are you okay?" He asked.

He frowned and for a moment, he actually seemed worried but the expression was gone as he blinked. Shrugging, he rocked back on his heels, "well, that was less drama than I imagined. What'd they want, though?"

He shrugged, "I suppose so," he said, "I don't really do much with my time, so sure."

He shrugged and pulled out his phone, "sure," he said before reciting his number.