[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

[fulllifeconsequences]

Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:



The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.

The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.

Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.

Comments

[determinedest]

Really. [There's a supremely disbelieving note to their voice, though it's certainly also amused. It's not often that something manages to ruffle the unflappable Zacharie's feathers, after all.]

You've got competition? Really?

[catinthemask]

For now. I plan on having a friendly chat with them after this.

[Calm by nature, yeah. But it's not like Zacharie has remained the only merchant in this school for nothing. He also didn't get that reputation of being downright creepy at times for nothing either.

But the moment passes and he chuckles.]

Nevertheless it should be a good game. Regardless of the outcome, I do hope you all enjoy yourselves.

[determinedest]

[They'd ask what manner of "friendly chat" it might be, but they think they've already got a vague idea of what he means. Either way, they don't envy whoever is stealing "business" from Zacharie.]

I hope you find it just as lucrative as always, then.

[They've little doubt, after all, that he knows how to get what he's after one way or another.]

[catinthemask]

I always do. Ah ah ah.

[Zacharie never personally attacked as a rule. He talked. If things went sideways after that...well self-defense sure was something.

But he's not going to go there. More action and less words sure, but there's no reason this conversation should get dark. Zacharie kicks his feet back up on the couch. Really, thank Mettaton for making these so damn comfortable.]

Here's to interesting games and lovely people. Give my regards to Chara amigo.

[determinedest]

[Honestly, whose idea was it to keep the Slytherins in a drab dungeon like this? Mettaton had the right idea making the place much more livable, but why on earth did it take so long for someone to acquire that level of common sense?]

Of course I will.

[They incline their head in quiet acknowledgment.]