gooseberryhigh | SECRET STUDENT SEANCE

SECRET STUDENT SEANCE

Drama Club president Micah St. Clair makes sure the auditorium is cleared out in the evening, in time for a secret seance involving select members of the junior class. Their goal: to enlist the help of Gooseberry's ghost children in monitoring the MACUSA presence. The Living Kids–Dead Kids Alliance is a go!

When the crew sneak one by one into the auditorium, they'll find a large table set up onstage, the same one from the winter play, complete with a black tablecloth and an old Ouija board in the center. White candles on tall candelabras (also repurposed stage props) surround the table for some ~mood lighting~, and Micah orders everyone into their seats and the lights turned down low as they set up to contact the spirits. Zachary Zheng is stationed outside the main entrance to the auditorium, tasked with keeping any inquistive students/teachers/Aurors from poking their heads in.

HOW THIS WORKS

The seance starts at 7 PM and will last one or two hours, depending on how things go. The kids will get out in time for the lodge to close for the night.

This IC/OOC is only open to Ari, Bash, Calvin, Cole, Essie, Fern, Hazel, Jade, Jeffy, Lucas, Micah, and Zach.

Everyone will be allowed to keep asking questions until 8 PM MT*, at which point the seance will end. *If we decide to extend the seance for an hour, we'll make note of it in the OOC section.

As this is happening before curfew and not in a forbidden area, no one is breaking the rules. However, staff still frowns upon trying to contact the ghosts, so if anyone is caught at this, they may receive a stern talking to.

» Arrivals: For making plans, sneaking in, or showing off your seance outfits.

» The Ouija Board: Where all the action is! Ask your questions here. Answers will come from the

gooseburied journal.

» Observers: For those of you who don't want to risk ghost possession by touching the planchette.

» Departures: As in leaving the auditorium after the seance is over, not death. Ha ha ha.

» OOC Discussion

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YOU LEAVE. Ari had thought it was a command, Lucas assumes, but it's a familiar phrase to him. Something 2 had said more than once to the nondescript handwriting filling pages during the anonymous entry. To Lucas, it meant sadness and...making people stay.

His gaze lingers on the door. Concentrating on it. Because he refuses to think about what 'YOU LEAVE' means for longer than he has to. "I don't blame her for getting uncomfortable," he says, tone dropping, defeated. "It was a waste of time."

And then he blinks, slowly, and turns his attention back to Bash, squeezing his shoulder before starting them off toward the entrance. "Except for all that hot ghost goss. Sounds like Henry's a heartthrob."

"Nothing's a waste of time," he counters, reaching up to hook his fingers through Lucas'. "It just -" A puff of air. "Okay, we maybe failed a bit. In a strictly technical sense? But it wasn't terrible. And we didn't piss off the spirits or nothing. I kinda think we just stopped being interesting the minute we wanted to ask her for something."

A slight, upward twist of his lips, his hip knocking low. "Something that wasn't ghost gossip, yeah."

He tilts his chin up, eyes scanning the dark ceiling of the auditorium for their new "friend" Marg. Nowhere to be found.

"I mean..." He starts, picking up the thread of the conversation and then dropping it. For a moment, he's silent, running his thumb over the edges of Bash's fingers. When he speaks again, his words are careful, "I guess, maybe, she just wanted to have some fun. Being dead's probably boring." He agrees. "She didn't help us, much? But...at least we gave her something to do?"

A snort. "Hey, we're tons of fun," Bash replies, tilting his chin up with a quick flash of teeth.

"And y'know," he adds with careful nonchalance, one sneaker applying pressure to the auditorium door. "Whatever time we maybe wasted? It ain't on you. I'd waste time with you any day."

"No disagreement there," Lucas' voice warms and drops low. Bash grins at him and a smile finally tugs at the corners of his own mouth. Even the most minute changes in his expression broadcast affection, the bulk of his attention settling on Bash as they make their way up the shallow aisle to the main entrance. "Time well wasted, when you're around."

At the door, Lucas holds his free hand out and shoves it open. "Bet Pearl has some good opinions about Charles and Henry."

The slight rounding at the edges of Lucas' voice are enough to unwind any lingering tension in his shoulders, his own smile easing to something softer. "It's true," he shrugs, jostling Lucas' arm just a bit, his tone dry but backed with amusement. "I do bring the party."

Then he's laughing again, a coughing sort of sound, tugged out of him quickly. "Wonder if she agrees with Henry's handsomeness assessment. Or if he's still safely on the Gross Boy Scale."

"Gross Boy Scale, still. Almost definitely." Lucas decides, searching the tops of the lockers as he thinks this over. Absently, he slips his arm down to draw random swirls on Bash's back with his fingertips while they walk. "But, if even Pearl says he's handsome?"

He pauses, just long enough to drop his arm and secure his boyfriend's hand in his own, fingers squeezing. Lucas' grin tilts, going a little goofy. "He's probably a long lost Hemsworth ancestor. And I've got to see that."

SECRET STUDENT SEANCE

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash

Lucas & Bash