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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 4:18 pm
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GAVIN SELWYN __________
Fifth Year, Prefect _________
Ravenclaw Seeker____._____
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Gavin sat slouched over and dipped his head in thanks as the crumbs suddenly cleared away from the table. ”Thank you,” he said as he gestured to the spotless desk then added with a laugh, ”But trust me, I could show you messier. You would not want to see that, though.” Wand in hand, he tapped it against the table to the rhythm of a song and suddenly found he had no answers to give Rey, because it was so different than the usual questions he was asked. It wasn't like small-talk, the 'second language' used by the upper class when they don't know enough about you to do anything else. Trying to break the ice of small-talk ice was like trying to break a horcrux; it just doesn't happen. ”Well I mean, yes... and no?” Gavin shook his head, it was a weird thing to explain. ”I can visualize it, but when I do... See, I don't know, it just feels like there's so much going on in my head.” He couldn't make sense of it, which made it all the harder to explain. ”I guess I'm just not focusing hard enough, like I'm getting distracted.” It was weirder still to say all those things aloud; not because he didn't believe them or because he just realized it was a problem, but because there was actually someone willing to listen. (And that had always been his job.) ”Oh, you're very welcome,” he said with a wave, always happy to share.
Somewhere between volunteering Rey to practice and her focusing her wand on the table, something clicked in his mind. Gavin had been slouched in his seat with chocolate dribbling down his chin when he jolted up straight, wiped his mouth and swallowed a hard lump in the back of his throat. 'That was weird,' he acknowledged thoughtfully. He was being too familiar; too friendly. He cleared his throat and soon the rigid mannerisms instilled since birth had found their familiar roots in his growing bones. When the wrapper disappeared, Gavin tapped the spot on the desk where it had been with the tip of his wand. ”I am not quite sure... I mean, maybe?” He smiled politely when all he really wanted to do was tumble over the desk and bang his head against the textbook. But that wasn't very seemly, was it? He resisted a heavy sigh and frown, forcing that smile on all throughout. ”Suppose it is just going to take practice,” Gavin had half a mind to offer a break with his assignment and switch to Potions when he heard a trample of footsteps echoing in one of the corridors adjacent to the library wall.
Gavin scrunched his brows together and gave Rey a look wondering what the hell that could have been. Everything was silent until, BAM! The library door swung open hitting the opposite wall when a Gryffindor shoved his head in and shouted, ”Watch out! Peeves is headed this way!” You could hear the poltergeist from the library, laughing, louder and louder but no one could see him. First and second years were already running for the door. Gavin, caught up in the panic, stood up from his table to try and get a better look around the library when he heard another student shout, ”Oh gross! Was that a dungbomb!” Gavin could hear Peeves singing and laughing, but he couldn't make out any of the words and he couldn't where the spirit was. By now, dozens of students had already bolted out of the library, some sprinting and some jogging, many more were still running away. Gavin decided he didn't want to wait around to see what happened next, and bloody hell, that smell coming from the History Section was putrid, like a month old carcass lying out in the hot sun.
”Oh, eeww, that smell is terrible. s**t, c'mon, grab your things, we gotta go.” As he was talking, he had shoved books under his arms, swiped up his satchel and snatched his wand before grabbing Rey by the hand and bolted straight out of the library. Then kept running. Down the corridor until he finally stopped and burst out laughing at the end of a hall. ”Bloody hell, did you see their faces?” For the second time that day, Gavin forgot all sense of propriety. (And the fact that he was still holding her hand.)
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【WHEN:: Fall of 2037 】 【WHERE:: Library > Corridor 】
【WITH WHO:: Reyna 】
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[OOC: Well! Lol, I changed things up a bit, I hope you don't mind! We can move to 'First Floor Corridor' thread in 'Hallways' Subforum while we/they figure out what to do now? ]
[P.S. OOC: Was given permission by Dia to ghost Peeves @ 5/22/17 4:35pm CT ]
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2017 3:27 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2017 10:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2017 6:48 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2017 3:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2017 7:57 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 7:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 7:36 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 10:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2018 7:57 pm
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  Faina Patrovna xxxxxxxxxxxxx Katya Patrovna Slytherin Fourth Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Hufflepuff First Year It took a bit of looking about, but Faina and Katya eventually located a place to work on their homework where it was relatively quiet. Katya had needed a bit of help with her classwork for Transfiguration, while Faina asked her sister to sit and be her model for her assignment in Professor Hawthorne's Art class. Attempting this in the library made Katya feel a lot less self-conscious about being the subject of her sister's Art homework. Faina posed the little blonde girl in a chair, having her position her head and arms a certain way, while taking care that her hands were posed so they could be illustrated and not look like claws when she was done. The latter bit was harder than one might otherwise think, she'd discovered. " Hold still, Kitten; you're fidgeting again," Faina said in a quiet tone. Katya answered, " I'm sorry; I'm not used to holding still for so long." Faina sighed, and admitted, " I'm still learning how to draw hands properly. If this comes out well, I'll borrow an owl and post it home for Mother to have, after its been graded, of course." At the mention of their mother, Katya smiled, and said wistfully, " I miss her, Faina." Nodding, the older girl replied, " I know you do, Kitten. We'll see her again at Christmas; she promised us that, and you'll have plenty of things to tell her. Now, just hold still a little longer, and we'll be done with this." Pausing to give her eyes a chance to focus on something else other than her work, Faina glanced about at their surroundings. OOC: |
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2018 7:08 am
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( Pureblood ￭ Third Year Hufflepuff ￭ Chaser ) ↫xx
I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don't want to see another generation drop
I'd rather be a comma than a full stop
Maybe I'm in the black, maybe I'm on my knees
Maybe I'm in the gap between the two trapezes
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❖ ☿ ♫ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Lucien was already here reading a letter from his papa while reading his alchemy book, intended to study the historical part. In all honesty, he found that the class wasn't exactly enjoyable even if the Professor seemed okay. The only thing that interested the Hufflepuff was the hands-on but talking about the philosopher stone and the people and the dates just weren't his cup of tea. But then again, this was only his first year of taking this class so maybe they will eventually go to something more interesting. For now, the only thing he could do was maybe give it a chance.
As to the topic of the letter, Lucien's papa had sent him a letter written in Español about how things were doing at home. Probably as a way to remind him that he still think of his mijo, which Lucien found it both flattering and exasperating. His papa could be a sap but then again, better than having none since Lucien lived his life with only one parent and never met his mother at all. Nor did he bother wanting to know. Besides, even if he wanted to ask he knew the mere hint of asking about it led to his papa looking hurt and upset.
Lucien could only do nothing but guess what was up, but some of them seemed... unrealistic for his standards even if it still touched the grounds of reality. Humming thoughtfully, Lucien decided to return the favor and brought out his parchment and pen, writing the letter in Español as well. Even if they always switched in that, Russian, and English. That was what you get when you're in a family with two cultures together, and Lucien liked it that way.
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But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart
As we saw oh this light I swear
You'll emerge blinking into, to tell me it's alright
As we soar walls, every siren is a symphony
And every tear's a waterfall
 xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx(( I thought Faina would notice him anyway from glancing on her surroundings ))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - Winter 2040 ↫xx
wнere - Study Area ↫xxxx
wιтн - Fiana and Katya (soon) ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 7:45 pm
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Faina Patrovna xxxxxxxxxxxxx Katya Patrovna Slytherin Fourth Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Hufflepuff First Year As Faina was giving her eyes a break, she saw Lucien, whom was seated not so far from where she and Katya were. Rather than continue with her work, she set her pencil and sketchbook aside, and got up from her chair. " Scusi,I'll be right back, Kitten," she told Katya, before stepping away from her homework. Smoothing down her skirt, and pushing back her snowy white hair, Faina walked over toward Lucien. Katya, whom was expecting to stay in her seat a while longer as her sister worked on sketch, was a little surprised to see her get up and leave the table. " Where are you..." Katya started to ask, but she chuckled softly when she saw her sister walking over toward Lucien. Deciding she was as deserving of a break as her sister, the little blonde girl followed after Faina. " Hi, Lucien," said Faina, offering him a smile, as she leaned back against the table. " You're not too busy, I hope." Katya tried hard not to giggle too loudly, as she noticed how her sister was acting a little differently around Lucien. As she got closer, Katya gave a small wave of her hand, and she said shyly, " Hi, Lucien." OOC: |
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 11:10 am
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( Pureblood ￭ Third Year Hufflepuff ￭ Chaser ) ↫xx
I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don't want to see another generation drop
I'd rather be a comma than a full stop
Maybe I'm in the black, maybe I'm on my knees
Maybe I'm in the gap between the two trapezes
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❖ ☿ ♫ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Lucien was so convinced that people were too busy in their studies here that he was surprised when someone did approached him, and it was more surprising that it was Faina, too. Flustered over the fact that he's writing a heartfelt letter to his father, Lucien subtly covered it with his hand with a blush on his face. "Hi, Fai. And Katya. How's it going?." He coaxed out an embarrassed smile over his... ahem, flustered reaction. Lucien was a very calm and composed teen, thankyouverymuch. At least he wasn't like his cousin Tracie who was way too dramatic. Condolences to his little brother Elvis. And probably Mina if she ever bothered visiting Tia Lucena's home. "I was just writing a letter for my dad, other than studying for Alchemy. But no, not too busy to be honest." Granted, he was good at organizing his own schedule from his Tia Vasya; since his father can be the type to jump from one task to another. "Take a seat if you two like. What brings you here?"
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But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart
As we saw oh this light I swear
You'll emerge blinking into, to tell me it's alright
As we soar walls, every siren is a symphony
And every tear's a waterfall
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx(( I thought Faina would notice him anyway from glancing on her surroundings ))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
wнeɴ - Winter 2040 ↫xx
wнere - Study Area ↫xxxx
wιтн - Fiana and Katya (soon) ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 6:37 pm
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Faina Patrovna xxxxxxxxxxxxx Katya Patrovna Slytherin Fourth Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Hufflepuff First Year Faina smiled, and her heart skipped a beat as she took Lucien up on his offer to sit down. She liked how her called her ' Fai'. " We were working on an Art Class project, and if it turns out well, I was planning to send it home for our mother," she managed to get out. " I'd thought about taking Alchemy, but I figured since I'm planning to be an Auror after graduation I probably didn't need the class." Katya sat down next to her sister, and she was trying hard not to start laughing, as her sister's nervousness was obvious to her. ' My sister's brave enough to walk into Baba Yaga's hut and borrow her mortar, but this...' she started thinking, and that got her fighting down another case of the giggles. " Why we're here.. um, besides, um, studying is... well..." Faina started stammering, and this was when Katya sputtered and giggled. " Pffft! Oh, fer cryin' out loud, Faina, just ask him out already. You've only been going on about doing it since summer," she said softly, as the whole thing was just too funny for her to not laugh. Faina suddenly had a look in her eyes which would have done a deer-caught-in-the-headlights credit. There. It was out in the open now, and no chance to take it back. Not that she wanted to, but still. " Um, yeah, thank you, Kitten, I ...um, needed that push, I guess, yeah," she said, before turning her attention back to Lucien. With a fragile smile, she said, " Uh, yeah, I wanted to ask you out, um, if you're ...ah... interested, of course." OOC: |
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 9:12 pm
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