It was days like this that Noah was really glad he'd hired Lyssandra. She had common sense (except for the getting pregnant by a drug-addict rock star), and could handle the business of the planetarium while he locked himself away in the observatory and did what he did best. Look at the stars. Of course, during the day it was mostly chart work, but that was honestly half the fun. He was currently tracking an asteroid that he believed to be the one from some old, wizarding texts that hadn't been seen in nearly three centuries, and if he could prove that it followed the same orbit as they had said in the texts...

They would name it the Boot Asteroid. The Noah Asteroid? The Noah Boot Asteroid.

He sat back to think about this, musing about what he'd label this find of his. Maybe he'd be a good father and let them call it the Terry Asteroid, but when would he ever get another chance? Terry would understand, he was sure.

Noah stretched back and nearly tipped over backwards as he cracked his back. It felt like he'd been sitting in the chair all bleeding day, and by his quick look at the clock, he had been. Merlin, he needed to get up and eat. And go to the bathroom. And wash his face, because he probably had ink all over it. Fuck, he really wished he hadn't quit smoking, he could go for a drag right now.

His ink stained palm wiped itself down the side of his face and he swiveled toward the door opening. Noah smiled at the sight of Odette, though his expression was one of surprise. She rarely made trips to the planetarium. "Hey, just in time for lunch."

Who: Odette MacFarlan!
What: Narrative!
Where: Mungo's! Because Drystan made her go

( “Look, Healer--- Smethwyk--” )

Halloween was her favorite day of the year, outside of her birthday. And Christmas. And Valentine's Day! It was still pretty up there, considering that there were 365 days in the bloody year! Liz couldn't handle the excitement, whether it be from dressing Katie up in adorable little outfits (plural, because she simply could not pick one obnoxiously cute costume for her daughter) or doing her hair or making Ian dress up and the candy!

Ohhhh, the candy.

It was probably not a good idea to be on a full blown sugar rush when you left for a big party like this, but her fans (she had FANS!) were used to her rapid paced talk! So this should be the norm for everyone, because Liz Bell was a show stopper! The red carpet was sooo much fun, and the Bells were just sofreakinggoodlooking so why would the cameras not flash at them and sigh.

Halloween was the best ever.

"How are my buns?" she asked without looking up, unsure if she had wandered away from her husband or not. There were so many pretty costumes and lights and shiny things...it really wasn't her fault if she'd gotten lost in the crowd.

Oh my god this was so much fun! Forced bonding was the best ever!

Except not.

At all.

Unconsciousness seemed incredibly pleasing right about now.

Odette had thought about 'mistakingly' hitting herself in the head earlier (an idea she completely blamed on Drystan, since he had thought of it), because it would be so much less painful than the self-served hell she was enduring now, but. They would no doubt revive her within seconds, not only leaving the empty feeling of failure but handing out a free pass of verbal abuse for the rest of the week.

So, unfortunately, Odette was forced to stay awake the entire time, participating in every activity there was to participate in. Name games, ball of string sharing, trust falls--- honestly. Honestly. The day she trusted Seth Wadcock to catch her without groping would be the day that Poseidon sprouted wings, flew into the sky and became a constellation.

At least the day was finally over, and they were allowed to recluse back into their cliques that made the Montrose Magpies what they were. Pulling apart a piece of bread slowly, Odette sporadically threw the pieces into the campfire (of course there was a campfire) while she watched it burn. "I can't believe it's only the first day," she whined, pulling her knees closer to her chin as she looked to Drystan sitting next to her. "I cannot suffer through a whole week of this."

UPDATE! - An hour and a half after the initial report

"Diagon Alley is in a state of emergency, an earthquake has hit and shaken everyone and thing to its core. The Ministry of Magic has shut its doors---only aurors, hitwizards, and other authorized personnel may enter. Victims rescued from the Ministry will be sent directly to Hogwarts.

St. Mungo's is in a similar state; they are taking injuries off the street, but are overflowing and understaffed. Please, any retired healers, nurses, or medi wizards, your expertise is needed. Some overflow of St. Mungo's patients are being relocated to various wizarding locations outside of London, stay tuned for more information on that.

This day just keeps getting weirder-----tornadoes have struck various locations across the United Kingdom. Lanchashire, Bristol, Dublin, Hogsmeade, and Essex are currently reporting tornado strikes.

No---no casualties have been announced, as of yet. Hopefully it stays that way.



Sid--I'm just going to keep talking until you respond.



CHARACTERS INJURED 1-4 CAN RESPOND IMMEDIATELY! This will be updated as time goes by/we stop feeling evil

Who: Noah Boot and Odette MacFarlan
What: Noah proposes??
Where: His house

( In his socially retarded way, he had proposed marriage to Odette. )

Who: Seth Wadcock and Odette MacFarlan
What: LOLOLOL
When: During practice! (6 am)
Where: His house

( “Put the fruity hat down” )

Who: Odette MacFarlan and Noah Boot (brief appearance by Terry!)
What: She's deemed him acceptable once more
When: Like last week or so
Where: His house

( That's what a boyfriend who wanted sex tonight would have said )

Rebecca smiled tightly as Professor Slughorn finally left her grasp, and she wiped at her eyes. Oh, this was terrible! Professor Slughorn had been her absolute favorite, and as a head of house, you couldn't ask for more! Rebecca had constantly gone to him for career advice, life advice, and just to talk, and yes--he was a bit stuck in his ways, but it wasn't a bad thing to want to make good connections. He knew how to truly be a Slytherin, and she was sad that he was leaving his post.

She should be happy that he was leaving the same year she finished her education at Hogwarts, but knowing that the Potions Master was not going to be in the dungeons come September constantly reminded Rebecca that she would not be in the school after June. It was a terrifying thought, being a Hogwarts graduate. Rebecca was sure she was ready for her internship, but for the rest of the real world? She wasn't so sure.

There had been whisperings at the last family dinner, about proper suitors and all that..

She sighed greatly and lingered by the drinks, her eyes casting over the various punch bowls. Everyone looked lovely, and she would normally be in a twitter about the celebrities that roamed the Great Hall, but at the moment she could only be melancholy.



ooc: Euuuan?

Who: Noah Boot & Odette MacFarlan
What: LOL hilarity
Where: Roof of the planetarium
When: nowww

( Now let's see, what do I win? )

Who: Seth Wadcock and Odette MacFarlan
What: He dishes and she is not happy about it
Where: Magpies Stadium
Status: CONTINUING IN COMMENTS

( “Do you think I wanted to bench you? Oh wait nevermind, of course you do.” )