Fandom High Dormitories

Nina had been quiet over the course of the weekend.

( And not just a LITTLE quiet… )

They couldn’t all be together, she said on her twitter, inviting people to join in, but they could all be under the same stars.

Nina pointedly ignored that she knew good and well that the stars weren’t the same everywhere. That wasn’t the point of this evening.

[Cut for mentions of sexual assault. Written with defenderofdesmoines blessing! Open post; feel free to mod an invitation to the vigil from Nina.]

A Saturday spent bouncing and flying around was… not enough to tire her out. So.

Impromptu party it was!

It was probably best not to think too hard about how Nina had gotten all the towels and drinks and pizza down to the pool or how she sent out a student-wide text—best not to ask how she managed texts either! (The answer was Sir Foomy had helped.)—and stuck up glittery posters all around the dorms announcing the Pony Pool Party.

She even had floats and umbrella'd drinks and music going! How? Don't question it!

Honestly, like, she hoped people showed up but even if they didn't?

Swimming as a pony was totally a blast!

[Feel free to mod your implausibly delivered invitation to this impromptu party! Or just wander on down! Either way, come swim!]

It was a nice enough day out that Nina, after a few detours, dragged herself, a picnic basket full of food, a few books, and a soft, thick and fluffy blanket up onto the roof.

Dahanain was there too, since it had seemed... like a bad idea to not bring him with. He'd agreed with her, like he knew something she didn't, which drove her a little bit mad but, like, from what he'd said that was just how it was supposed to be.

So Nina, and her daemon danger noodle (aka a blue Malayan coral snake) were hanging out on the roof.

"If you, like, get eaten by a plant I'm not helping you," she warned when Dahanain made to slither off the blanket in the direction of the greenhouse.

"You're just salty I'm not spilling all of my secrets," Dahanain said with a flick of his tail.

"Too right," Nina said, turning back to her book.

"You wouldn't either."

"Also true!!!!!!!!" Nina conceded.

After all, she liked doing her best to keep secrets from herself.

[Open as a roof is, naturally!]

Post radio, Nina had taken the time to make a parfait in the common room, then she'd grabbed her things and made her way up to the roof.

Like, her brother was spending a lot of time up here, which had given her an idea. She didn't really expect him to be up here this early, especially when there was no class, so working on her idea up here had seemed like a sound idea.

The fact that she could spread out a blanket and lounge on it as she worked her way through the art of designing a new spell in her notebooks was, like, just a bonus?

It was so nice out! If she were anyone else then, like, maybe it would be almost enough for her to forget that a lot of her favourite people were leaving shortly but she hadn't and she wouldn't.

Especially not since her Wednesday update to Noctis had been less an update and more a pile of questions about what Prompto would be doing for him in less than a week's time.

(At least, like, she assumed. Nina hadn't actually asked when Prompto was leaving because she didn't want to know the answer but at the same time the boyos were coming for graduation which… well… she didn't think he wouldn't go with them…)

The weekend was going to suck.

And Noctis, like, was actually paying attention because rather than answering her obsessive questions about her brother, he tossed one back at her instead:

Why don't you finish school in Insomnia?

Like it was that easy.

"Why are boys so stupid?????????????????????????!" she complained, even though the problem was, in this case, that he wasn't stupid at all and she just didn't want to deal. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[Open, of course! Noctis modded with permission naturally! <3 ]

After breakfast, Nina grabbed her signs and her tablet and everything else she needed for what she assumed would be hard, long day of mostly hanging out on social media since she couldn't get stuff ready for her class ahead of time due to selling prom tickets.

Alas. Alack.

Nina set herself up with her incredibly glittery signs proclaiming to all and sundry that this was this place to get tickets for the:

2020 FANDOM HIGH PAJAMA PROM

She had extra glitter—for any who wanted it—and the aforementioned tickets as well as a winning smile and way, way too much energy, as per usual.

Her inability to properly set up for class did give her time to set up a poll asking if she ought to tell her brother that it was a pajama prom so that he knew not to overdress in his dress uniform for it or if she should just let him show up overdressed like woah for it.

Public opinion seemed fairly evenly split. Iris just wanted to know what pajamas she was wearing, which led Nina down another long, winding Googling path to see if she felt like buying a new nightgown just for this or not…

And, really, if Prompto was so oblivious that he missed all the signs and glitter and news (both in the lobby this week and all over her social media, like a gleeful, glittery doom) well, like, Nina sort of felt he deserved to show up over-dressed.

On the other hand, like, that would upset him and she didn't want to do that…

What was a girl to do?

Besides, like, it was enough to keep her from mulling over the twin concerns of 'was she going to have to ask Owen to the Prom or would he know enough to know she really wanted him to ask her?' and 'would it be over-stepping if she just, like, made the ballots for voting for the Prom King and Queen herself?'

Clearly, while she was doing nothing important, she somehow had more than enough to keep herself busy all the same?

It was… probably best not to ask too many questions about how early Nina had to have gotten up to get all the chalk drawings done in the common room.

She was not even sorry that her magic meant there was, like, a single person's width of a line to the kitchen (which she'd left un-chalked so that people could eat) and one couch untouched and that she'd commandeered everything else for filming. Look, it had been awhile and she'd finally finished the spells necessary to film the next season of Sir Foomy's adventures.

"Alright, Foomy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said enthusiastically as she triggered the magic, which left the chalk dissipating and—well, it didn't look exciting from the outside, since it was just a large grey cave taking up most of the common room with an entrance that was precisely double the size of Foomy. She knelt down to adjust Foomy's costume. "You remember your lines, right????????????????"

With beebles that were just as excited as she was, Foomy agreed that he did, yes.

"And you, like, look super dashing," Nina decided. The tiny musketeer hat was adorable and well worth all the times she'd stabbed herself with a needle to get it just right. His matching cape was embroidered with gold thread. "Remember, okay?????????????? You are Sir Foomy and this is going to be excellent!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Foomy burbled agreement.

"Get on in there, then!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let the filming begin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Foomy made his way over to the cave entrance as Nina re-checked her camera set up and triggered yet another spell, this one taking up the wall and turning it into a screen that showed what Foomy was doing.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand lights!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cameras!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ACTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

They were, quite literally, going to be here all day.

[Open as a common room ought to be, naturally!]

Had Nina planned on having a party when she'd woken up that morning?

Nnnnnnnnnnnope!

But, like, really when the gremlins had burst into her room that morning to carol at her about some harking herald singing or something like that, Nina had a) hid under her blankets and made a despairing noise because ladies were supposed to be woken by soulful serenading and not… that… and b) had started pondering ways to use this since it was clearly the method of madness that the island was going with today.

Hence. A party! Then all she'd needed was a theme, to really tie it all together, and the island did tend to lend itself to a certain direction…………… so, like, some frantic Googling (she loved the internet), some tromping about in the snow being trailed by gremlin carolers as she bought things and then, by evening, she had it all ready to go.

( Email to ALL CURRENT STUDENTS under the cut! )

Okay, cool. Email sent out! Now to see if anyone else was willing to help her do this or if the rest of the dorms would just be subjected to her idea of holiday decorating! Mwahaha!

And, in the corner, on the impromptu stage she'd set up for them, the caroling gremlins sang their little hearts out.

[Email was sent to all current students. If your character wouldn't use/get email, feel free to mod having run into a bubbly Nina who babbled about the party at you. Also, naturally, open common room is open! Plz hold for small OCD is up, run free!]

"Goooooooooood mooooooooooooooo---------------------"

Her usual greeting died as she realized that, like, no one was there. Nina leaned back outside of the common room to see if, like, maybe he was coming, but there was no one there. She thought about going and knocking on his door but that seemed, she didn't know, kind of rude? And, really, what if he was sick?

She wouldn't want to rouse him if that was the case!

So, well.

There really was just one thing to do!

And that was steal breakfast! And, with her reasoning down pat, she could even feel virtuous about it!

Nina wriggled her hands into her black gloves (her pink ones, after all, were too nice for cooking) and got to work making eggs and sausages and pancakes and French toast (just because she knew Wayne thought French toast was sort of a waste). Fruit, too, of course. And coffee, though she didn't drink it, since a few of the people who did show up sometimes did drink it…

[Stolen breakfast is open! And stolen with permission from howareyanow! Mwahaha!]