~ * Ivywood Ball !!  /  Event 02. - Blog Posts

                    at the collision, johanna scowled, words of spite about to part lips when her dark gaze saw her, the mockingjay herself. despite the two not always seeing eye to eye, johanna assumed the other wouldn’t go as far as to pretend to not know whom she was. not after everything. apparently the rumors regarding memories in this place were TRUE. if only she could’ve been so lucky. a forced smile tugged at the corners of her lips, though unable to meet her eyes ( they hadn’t been for quite some time ). “you appear so agile — suppose clumsiness truly is in one’s DNA.” she reached around the other for a few hordorves. johanna would never admit it, but it was almost comforting to talk to someone so familiar, even if they didn’t know, even if it was katniss. “but i can’t blame you for wanting to run away with a full plate. it is all quite good && readily available. i wonder how they’re paying for it all though.” 

@heartsofember​ ☆ event starter

Katniss was surprised she had it in her to leave George’s side at all. It wasn’t that she was dependent on him so much as it was she didn’t really enjoy parties. Something seemed chillingly familiar about it but she couldn’t pin anything down. One of the few things she did like about parties was the food. It was the only thing provided by this party that she didn’t actively avoid. Perhaps she should have tried to avoid it a little because she was becoming certain that she was starting to annoy some of the other guests getting something to eat as well. When she turned to leave, she almost collided with another person. Her breath held for a couple of seconds, Katniss quickly took stock of the situation before letting out a sigh of relief. “That was a close one. I promise, if I spill food on anyone tonight, it’ll be myself.”

                    seeing everyone else joyous at such a celebration, finn felt like he should be as well. but he couldn’t. he was not long ago, when the resistance finally saw VICTORY, but it seemed that would be short-lived. perhaps he was foolish to think it would take time for palpatine, supporters, or even someone or something new to make such an impact. but whatever brought him here, it felt  d a r k  . even at the sight of a younger someone who represented light, HOPE  ; for it couldn’t be her. “general organa ??” the name slipped his tongue regardless, dark gaze immensely confused. @impcrishable​​  /  leia organa.

                    despite the unfamiliarity with the music, beverly had never been one to shy away from dancing. whether it be for a middle school talent show or even an event such as this it always served as a proper DISTRACTION. it’s difficult to overthink when the beat of the music is pounding against ears, one’s heart. beverly stopped however when she spotted bill. her usual smirk warming her features as she shuffled over. “i must say, you’ve all come a long way from the whitey tighties,” bev jested, nudging his shoulder lightly with her own. “you enjoying the party so far ?? well i guess i should say, ball. it is rather fancy. who’d of thought us LOSERS would ever be invited to one, huh ??” @wxlksxflxfx​​  /  bill denbrough.

                    this whole evening seemed like a horrendous idea. always such a waste, whether that be food, recourses, or time. it practically mirrored a party at the esteemed president’s mansion. ivywood already made her uneasy, && this only made it worse. all the more so when someone in particular caught her eye —— someone she’d known for years, had studied prior to her own games && worked alongside for the rest. but it was IMPOSSIBLE. capitol mutts — their eyes resembled past tributes but certainly the capitol couldn’t do more ... she hoped. johanna waited until he was alone to approach, immediately defensive, gaze cold. “what are you ?? — who sent you ??” @spcllbovnd​  /  finnick odair.

                    weight swayed from foot to foot in rhythm with the beat as DREAMY gaze wandered around the venue until she spotted a familiar face. a slight squeal erupted from luna as danced her way over, eyes wide, bright. “lara jean !! i hope you know how SPECTACULAR you look. if not, i’ll make sure to remind you every hour until you’re sure of it.” luna meant it to. knowing her she’d set an alarm to remind herself to do just that. “have you seen the chocolate fountain yet ??” luna’s thoughts were always rapid with no real destination. && currently ?? her massive sweet tooth was on the mind.  “— it’s the biggest one i’ve ever seen.”   @dcvinely​  /  lara jean covey.

                    events that broke up the norm of daily life were always luna approved. she felt  l i g h t e r  already, a quick twirl on the back her heel as a chuckle passed her lips. “this place is so FANCY, ginny.” she chimed, blue eyes turning to her friend ( such an uncommon word for luna to say, to even think of having, but in ginny it rung true ). “before i forget, i made you something. as your friend && honorary date i simply had to.” && with that luna pulled out a piece of paper from her purse, a drawing she made of the other. “i can hold onto if for you till the end if you want. but it’s my thanks. you know, for coming with me && everything.” @spcllbovnd​  /  ginny weasley.

                    having not grown up with any TRADITIONS, finn found them all a bit odd, albeit fascinating. valentines day, one day to show love to family, to friends. he already knew it wasn’t going to be his favorite. in the midst of war, one day was never enough. he’d been admiring some of the questionable heart décor when he felt it — a draw to someone he couldn’t ignore even if he wanted to. finn had heard of the memory lapses, the identical faces that some people in this town had to endure, but he knew her. finn immediately rushed over to rey, arms winding tightly around her frame. “rey. you’re here. you’re okay.” a pause, brows worriedly knit. “i mean, you are okay, right ?? SAFE ??” @spcllbovnd​​  /  rey.

                    beverly’s practiced, silent footsteps inside && outside her childhood home took years to master. but, they did her well even now as she snuck back into the venue after a smoke break. she’d been trying to quit, but the DREAMS — they were just getting worse with each face she recognized ( though, she’d take it, if it meant seeing them all again ). she was moving towards the drinks when she spotted him, smile warm as she propped herself up next to him. “i saw a YELLOW WARBLER the other day.” she mused as if they had just spoken yesterday, not ten years or more ago. “i remembered them from your book. so keep an eye out stanny, i think they’re slowly coming back since it’s getting a little warmer.”   @spcllbovnd​  /  stanley uris.

                    EARTH — quite a strange system, even stranger having never heard of it before. they’d won the war ; certainly palpatine couldn’t have found a way to come back again ... && again, right ?? racing thoughts shortly stopped however at the sight of the other. the FORCE could do many things, but it couldn’t bring back the dead. finn knew he was foolishly HOPEFUL, but the words came before he could stop himself. “has anyone ever told you that you resemble this one famous rebellion general ?? or —” a younger version of him. “ — sorry. guess i’m just trying to find familiar faces in everybody,” he attempted to quip. @edgcofgreat​  /  han solo.

“ It was Beverly Marsh, her auburn hair a dazzling cloud around her head && upon her shoulders, her eyes a lovely gray-green. ”        ~  IVYWOOD BALL OUTFIT  /  B.M.

“ I think I'll just go down && have some pudding && wait for it all to turn up - it always does in the end. ”     ~ IVYWOOD BALL OUTFIT  /  L.L.

“ She won very convincingly portraying herself as WEAK && HELPLESS so that she would be ignored. “      ~ IVYWOOD BALL OUTFIT  /  J.M.