Time to par-tay!

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

Attention everyone!

Remember the night out planned? It's tonight!

We'll meet at the front gates of Hogwarts at 6PM this time, and leave by 6:15. If you can't make it then, we're leaving maps that you can pick up and use to follow us, or if you don't want to go drinking and just want to go clubbing, then we'll be back in three hours.

Hoping to see you all there!

~*~

Fifteen minutes early for a change, discarding his usual approach of being fashionably late, Ryuuji waited by the gates as planned, hands stuffed in the pockets of his leather jacket and hair twisted into a bun held back by jade chopsticks. He hadn't made any other change to his usual attire, though the bag over his back did hold a pair of leather trousers for Nightwing, and an electric blue eyeliner pencil. That was all he needed, really.

Now all he had to do was wait for his fellow fun-lovers to show up.

~*~

For those who were left behind, there are pieces of paper tacked to the front gates, bearing an explanation almost identical to the one that Ryuuji gave the group. The portal is still open.

Comments

Can I come?

[neil-pye.livejournal.com]

Uh...hello.

I was just like, wondering, right, like if I could come along. I won't be a nuisance or anything, and I doubt I'll drink anything. I might just have a bag of crisps or something - but not meat flavour, 'cause I don't abuse my body and the world I live in.

...And I'll try to keep out of the way and everything and not hassle anybody or anything.

As long as you can RP in one style or another. XD

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

Ryuuji waved at him cheerfully as well. "Of course, Neil! This was meant for students of any Houses, so you're free to come along as well. Just don't bug anyone about what they're eating, drinking or doing, and we'll all be fine."

[nightbirdboy.livejournal.com]

Leather pants would have at least been more interesting than what Nightwing actually showed up wearing – exceptionally bland jeans and a Gotham Knights shirt, all terribly, determinedly wholesome. The blue hair, though – that was new.

"You know, Ryuuji," he called, cheerful, as he approached the gate, "I'm not sure how good an idea going out drinking with you is. You tricked me into letting you dye my hair when I was sober; if I wake up with a hangover and a pierced ear tomorrow morning, there's gonna be hell to pay, man."

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"Oh, c'mon!" Ryuuji laughingly protested, straightening up a little to wave at his co-planner. "The blue hair suits you, and you know that, even if you don't want to admit to it. As for the hangover..."

An impish smirk quirked his lips as he raised an eyebrow at the other deliberately, "I'm supposed to keep you from getting drunk enough to dance on tables, remember? We never said anything about stopping you from piercing your ears."

Ryuuji actually had both ears pierced, but he usually only ever wore the die in his left ear. For special occasions, he'd occasionally switch to small studs in both, but that was about it. And he hadn't been planning on getting Nightwing to pierce his ears, but now that the other had mentioned it...

[kayewinnet.livejournal.com]

Your hair looks amazing!

A Night Out

[doctor-4th.livejournal.com]

*clears throat*

Yes, hello. I'm the Doctor. I'm new around these parts you see. I'm looking for a blonde-haired girl called Romana, and a little robot dog called K-9 - he's about knee high, and of course, my TARDIS you see. You haven't happened to have seen them have you? No, no, I don't suppose you have.

Well. I really have no idea what I'm doing here other than to say I appear to be stranded. And I am looking for my friends, and they don't seem to be anywhere about. Perhaps they might be at this pub you're talking about?

You wouldn't perchance allow me to tag along so I can possibly find my friends and get off this fucking planet and, well, get back to my own personal business?

Re: A Night Out

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"I haven't seen any of them, but you're welcome to come along as long as you're a properly sorted member of the school, since I'm afraid that this isn't open to applicants." Ryuuji replied, polite as usual. He was a little lost as to what exactly was going on with this guy, but hey, company was usually good!

Though really, this was a students-only affair, and that seemed to outrule the good doctor.

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

Looking the same as always in t-shirt and jeans, Adam arrived at the front gates of Hogwarts and greeted the folks he found there.

"Hallo, all. I'm ready to go."

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"Hey Adam! You and Nightwing know each other? I think you're both in Gryffindor together, right?" He introduced the two boys to each other, making a mental note to drag Nightwing away from Adam for the trouser-changing plot. Adam, after all, was down on Ryuuji's list as one of the people that wouldn't be drinking and therefore might just be able to pick up on Ryuuji's schemes.

[the-lady-door.livejournal.com]

"This is a lovely idea." Door smiled cheerfully. An excuse to dress up! She'd donned a gold brocade doublet she'd been looking for a reason to wear for months and (in a concession to house pride) a rather snug pair of black jeans. "It is all right if I come along, yes?"

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"You look stunning, Lady Door." Ryuuji greeted her with an elaborate bow, straightening up again to grin at her easily. "Of course you can come! Like I said, this is open for everyone that's already been sorted, and I booked a few places extra since I knew a few people would turn up last minutes anyway."

[kayewinnet.livejournal.com]

*Kaylee arrives in a patchwork pink brocade jacket, pale pink singlet and baggy pants*

Hey everyone!

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

Hey Kaylee!

*greets her cheerfully, blinking at her jacket and surprised both she and Lady Door chose brocade*

Wow, that's really elaborate. Suits you, of course, but I hadn't pegged you as the type to wear brocade.

*grins* Guess I underestimated you?

[csi-sara.livejournal.com]

You know I am there!

*Sara joins the gang in the parking lot, dressed down a bit in her favorite jeans and a blue cami.*

So, where are we going drinking?

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

We're heading over to Biers.

*tilts head at her thoughtfully*

Where, might I add, I'm sure you'll wow them all.

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

Johnny skulked along, looking distinctly uncomfortable and feeling even more so. He'd almost backed out and wasn't really sure why he hadn't.

Seeing the growing crowd, he shivered slightly. Again, he wondered why he'd talked himself into this. He tried to smile, but it came out more like a grimace.

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

Detaching himself from the crowd for a moment, Ryuuji separated to approach Nny, able to read the other's demeanour well enough to spot the tell-tale signs of someone uneasy with their location. There was always one person who came to a party and then skulked around the edges for the rest of the night - Ryuuji was determined not to let it happen here.

So, giving the other a quick smile, looking perfectly at his ease so as to try to calm Nny as well, Ryuuji said lightly, "Hey Nny, glad you could make it. Shan Pu's not here yet, but I'm sure she'll be thrilled you made it when she shows up."

[teatimeassassin.livejournal.com]

It wasn't often Teatime took time to go out to have fun that wasn't job-related, because job-related fun was the best sort. He didn't often go clubbing, anyways. In fact, if you put it that way...he didn't go clubbing at all. He didn't drink, either. That dulled the senses and the reflexes.

Socialising, however, would in this case accomplish something. He wanted to know who he was with in this school and who, in a pinch, he could count on as useful in some way. Also important would be an opportunity to learn who he would be better off rid of. Perhaps there'd also be a client in the bunch, and he could start up a Hogwarts Guild of Assassins. Doubtful, but there was always a chance.

Things were looking up, altogether, for Jonathan Teatime, and, as he generally did when they were (or whenever things were at least partially on his side), he was currently smiling broadly (and also fairly frighteningly). Basic black, of course, was his choice in clothing; his creativity in this regard was gravitating towards the things he'd worn in the past.

"Hi!" he said brightly to the thus-far-assembled group.

[the-lady-door.livejournal.com]

Door smiled at him nervously; Teatime made her acutely uncomfortable, but he was a member of her house, and after all, better he was where she could see him.

"I wasn't sure if you were coming tonight. It's nice to see you here!"

[sharpest-pike.livejournal.com]

Steerpike knew this was going to be a fun night.

He always took care with his grooming, but tonight he'd taken especial care. Boots freshly polished, clothes carefully purged of any speck of lint. Hair caught back in a beaten silver clasp. He'd debated bringing his swordcane, but decided against it. Now, he was glad. It would have been awkward with this many people around.

Oh yes. It was going to be a fun night.

[wooster-code.livejournal.com]

Though it had taken nearly twice as long to get dressed that evening than it normally did because he didn't have Jeeves to help, Bertie eventually managed to struggle into his usual black tie and headed down to where the party-goers were gathered.

"What ho, what ho!" he called out cheerfully to the well dressed crowd.

"What ho!" he added for emphasis.

[conriocht.livejournal.com]

Lupin shows up in a slightly battered but smart dark-grey suit which had once belonged to his father. Vintage is "in," he figures, so hopefully he doesn't look too unfashionable. It's been a long time since he's dressed up for a night out and he feels a bit awkward, like someone's grandfather showing up at a rave.

He straightens his tie self-consciously. "Well? Are we off, then?"

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"Give it a few more seconds - we're just trying to make sure that everyone is here." Ryuuji responds, then gestures at Steerpike and Bertie (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/52996.html?thread=2390788#t2390788). "Have you met Bertie and Steerpike? Both excellent company, in completely different ways."

((Think of it as a subtle push to introduce Lupin to them.))

PORTAL TO THE BAR.

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

Slipping away from the crowd for a moment, Ryuuji drew out the jar of black powder from his bag, and scattered it on the side of the road in the shape of a circle about a meter wide. He'd prepared this before, knowing that his usual method of dimension-hopping wouldn't work if he wanted to leave it open afterwards, so inside Biers, near the front door, a similar circle waited with a golem standing next to it to make sure it was undisturbed.

The circle glowed black, then changed to a blindingly bright blue eventually lifting up from the ground to hover at about waist-height to a man. Inside Biers - a dark, warm pub with a large, circular table set up for tonight's party and currently mostly empty - the other circle started to glow and raised itself up as well.

Pleased with himself, Ryuuji turned to the assembled group and called out, "Right, everyone! If I could have your attention? Just put your hands on the rim - I assure you it's solid - and then push up and jump inside. You'll land inside, and if you have trouble getting over the rim, someone can lend you a hand."

Re: PORTAL TO THE BAR.

[the-lady-door.livejournal.com]

Grateful for the reprieve from what had been an increasingly uncomfortable conversation, Door clambered eagerly through the portal.

[theladyinshadow.livejournal.com]

Dressed in her usual elaborately sweeping Dresses Kira arrives at the entrance slightly late. She puts her hand on the rim and jumps inside.

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

A hulking golem of red clay looks at her, then points at the table wordlessly. There are small plates of finger foods laid out, and a humanoid figure - hard to tell if it's male or female, but it's certainly hairy - is waiting to take orders.

[http://users.livejournal.com/the_metatron_/]

The Metatron shows up, Clad in his usual garb, and follows the instructions to the portal.

[nightbirdboy.livejournal.com]

Apparently, Nightwing had been placed in charge of the technical side of things – after bounding through the portal, he made immediately for a battered looking machine on one of the side tables. Once a fine example of sound equipment ingenuity, the karaoke system had clearly seen better days, the black plastic scruffy along the edges and the top suggesting more than a few poundings from fists.

"I don't think we're singing right away, because I know I for one need a lot more alcohol before I do that," he called out, "but I should probably warn everybody from the start that the entire musical catalog of Elton John is off-limits – I borrowed the machine from the Justice League, and, well, after a legendarily horrifying Superman rendition of 'The Way You Look Tonight' . . . I think Zantanna hexed it. It was rigged to send people to the Falkland Islands or turn them into penguins or something; she said she was pretty sure the hex'd worn off, but I'm thinking we play it safe."

[kayewinnet.livejournal.com]

so, what's good to drink around here?

[trevor-goodchld.livejournal.com]

Trevor walks to the appointed site and sees the instructions taped to the gate. He follows the directions and finds himself faced with a golem. Somewhat perplexed, he follows the golem's directions and takes a seat a bit away from the crowd. He's dressed in a double-breasted blue suit with a pale yellow cravat, and there's a small white butterfly bandage on a small wound on his right cheek. He observes the others with a combination of reserve, amusement, and expectation.

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

"Would you like a drink, sir?" The serving person asks in a harsh growl, towering over the seated man like a human-sized Yeti.

[nekotheinsane.livejournal.com]

Pansy is wearing the robes Santa gave her she looks around for a moment or two and uses the portal.

[researcher42.livejournal.com]

Having arrived slightly late (fashionably late!), Ford was just in time to see some others go through the portal. "Nice. Hopefully this won't be anything like hyperspace jumps..."

He screams unintelligibly and jumps through.

[dice-addict.livejournal.com]

As soon as he arrived in the pub, the serving creature sat him down next to Teatime (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/52996.html?thread=2425092#t2434308).

[tennanator.livejournal.com]

Tenna sat at a table, clad in some baggy, lime green pants, a fishnet shirt over a plain black tank-toppish thing, and her hair spiked up into its normal fashion. She looked around boredly, leaning back and peering around at her upside-down world.