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ι'м gσииα f ι g н т ' є м σ f f xxxxxxxxxxxx
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тнєу'яє gσииα я ι ρ ι т σ f f xxxxxx
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spaceMercy would never be one to complain about a day of nothing but sweets. Really! Candy was the food of the gods. Sugar was their gift to humankind. And yet... as she got off the train, dragging Sara along behind her, she couldn't help but think about how much she wanted to eat Real Food. 'I need protein," she declared, "Someone fetch me a whole boar, for I which to feast upon it!" As if to punctuate, her stomach gave a loud growl. "See? A human being can't live on sugar. It's impossible. I need meat."
spaceOnce they were clear of the door, the second year jumped, wishing for the first time that she were just a bit taller. She was already too tall for her age, and too skinny to boot, with limbs that could be be compared to a newborn foal. But, she was still shorter than the older students, and it made finding her classmates a bit difficult. Before she could say anything to Sara, though, Alby found her, commenting in kind on how difficult it was to locate anyone. She snorted. "I shoulda sent out a memo about my hair; I'm not the only blue-haired kid in school, but there's way less of us than there are blondes and brunettes and gingers." She gave a faint huff. "You guys are too short! Alby, what's the point of being friends with an older boy if he's shorter than I am?" By like an inch tops, but whatever, her point stood.
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xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xx xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx speak now
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 10:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 10:59 pm
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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - Third Year - Thirteen Years Old - Reserve Chaser - Pureblood
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Just as the last word slipped off of Oliver’s tongue, a voice answered him from behind. Turning around, his eyes fell onto Darian, Tiernan’s rebel of a sister, his housemate – or rather old housemate was probably a more appropriate term considering the girl practically quit Slytherin. Not like it made much of a difference, the common rooms were hardly private. Kids of all houses knew the passwords, riddles and rhythms to get into any house’s common room nowadays. Whoever thought it was a good idea to trust teenagers and preteens with pass codes instead of keys was an idiot. “Ah, so Rowan was the only one to ditch,” Ollie corrected.
When Arnie strutted over to the group, Oliver noticed her outfit – the leather jacket (that he gave his opinion on in Italy), the heeled boots, and even the makeup. This look sure looked a lot different than what he was used to her wearing although he had gotten quite used to her showing a much different side of herself since spending a lot of time with her in the summer. Guess she’s trying something new at school, too, he thought as he continued to admire her. “Hi,” he said quickly once she arrived before looking back at the Yaxley girls. He hoped they didn’t notice that he stared a little too long as Arnie made her way over, and he sure as hell hoped Arnie didn’t notice him looking her up and down even though he didn’t think that really mattered, either.
Not after what happened this summer, the meaning of which he was still unsure about. He liked her, but he didn’t know if she liked him. It seemed like she did in Venice, but that was a romantic place which brought out the feelings in him, but instead of talking about it, he kissed her. Or maybe she kissed him. The blond didn’t know what happened or how it happened, but if there was one thing he was sure about, it was that it happened. They kissed. Did Ivar even know? If Arnie told him, which she might have, then he knew. Oliver didn’t say a word to their friend. He didn’t even say a word to Arnie about it; consequently, that ended in confusion. Did it even mean anything or did Italy just bring out their desire to kiss?
Oliver shrugged in unison with Arnie when Darian asked where their other friends were. Just as Tiernan predicted Reyna would show, she did. As for Ivar and Glynn, well, Ivar was bound to show up but who knew about Glynn. “Hey, Rey! Good – you obviously know about my summer,” he responded to her question, allowing the others a chance to talk about theirs though that could wait until the train ride, for the conductor called for final boarding.
Climbing off the train first, Oliver waited for his friends to get off. In the meantime, he tried to spot Ivar and Glynn in the chaos of students trying to navigate which way to go.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I don't quite understand a manicure
But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for ♫
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 11:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 11:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2016 11:20 pm
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Unsorted || First Year || Mood: Content || Thinking: Here we are.
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Among the many first years who poured out of the train, Vavara stepped out near the end of the line. She kept to herself for most of the trip, her nose in one of the many books she kept along with her in her satchel. It was a pretty uneventful ride over to Hogsmeade, with the rather snobbish looking girl sitting in a carriage with a few other students she found barging into when they were searching for a private compartment for the four of them. They somehow managed to squeeze themselves into their seats and Vavara spent the rest of the time chatting with the rest of them. While not exactly uncomfortable, the young aspiring witch still felt a slight hesitation when it came to talking with the other students. Something about her tended to give people a certain view of hers. The last child her age she had managed to befriend once joked about how she thought that Vara was the stereotypical image of a pureblood child, until she met her mother and was told that she was just another one of the many "normal" folks around, or about as close as normal as this world of theirs could be called. After following the mass of first year students, she followed along with everyone towards the man in charge while silently awaiting to see the legendary castle of Hogwarts. While not showing any bit of emotion that was not "resting b***h face", she was internally eager to get settled and get a head start on her studies. She watched the many students chat among each other, hoping that she was not appearing too awkward. She enjoyed watching as opposed to talking, finding the variety of student backgrounds and behaviors quite fascinating. Of course, she would engage in conversation should somebody come up to her, but she was among the few who still were getting a bearing for themselves.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 12:43 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔱 𝔉𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔯 𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔯 x
ஒ Pureblood ஒ Second Year Slytherin ஒ xxxxx
< Year 2035-36 >
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𝙳𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍
𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚢, 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚐𝚘!
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚋
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎?
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Garnet was with Richard during the ride and it was a nice talk. He couldn't help but wonder about Richard's extended family like say, Julius. He didn't know what the young boy think of him, to be honest, but he wouldn't be surprised if he didn't like him because of his surname. However, there could be an exception, as snobbish purebloods tend to be appealed to Slytherin purebloods. Again, the old Mortemers were only concerned of the pureblood status- Houses? Not so much, really. Hopping out of the train with his uniform, he turned to Richard and asked, "Hey, so... Is there anything I should be aware about your cousin? Or was something I didn't know?" Since they were childhood friends, Garnet was pretty aware that Richard wasn't that great with his family- something about snots or typical pureblood brats? Ugh, Garnet felt he had some of those students in school scoffing him around.
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𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎?
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗...
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𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 [Richard] 𝚊𝚝 [Station]
 ♝ 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 ♝ 𝔄𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔯𝔢 ♝ 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔖𝔬𝔫𝔤 ♝ < Out.Of.Character > sorry about the delay 8''D i had exams during the past two days so...
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 8:23 am
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xxxxxxxxx|| ωιтн [herself] || ωнєяє [Hogsmeade Station] || ωнєη [Autumn School Year 2035] || xxxx
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xxxxxxǀ'м ѕσяяу, вяσтнєя; ǀ'м ѕσяяу ǀ ℓєт уσυ ∂σωη
xxxxxxƜєℓℓ, тнєѕє ∂αуѕ уσυ'яє ƒιηє - Ɲσ, тнєѕє ∂αуѕ уσυ тєη∂ тσ ℓιє
xxxxxxƳσυ'ℓℓ тαкє тнє Ɯєѕтєяη тяαιη, נυѕт ву тнє ѕι∂є σƒ Aмѕтєя∂αм
xxxxxxJυѕт ву уσυя ℓєƒт вяαιη, נυѕт ву тнє ѕι∂є σƒ тнє Ƭιη мαη
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Nike was pissed over her dad once he and Avian met again, because he was dropping words to him in the first bloody of school. Merlin! Okay, Avian's move may be abit foolish but she could clearly see her brother that he couldn't just warm up to Sera when that woman was a cold old hag stuck in a teenager's body who was most definitely disappointed and despised him for not being her "ideal pureblood". Hah, remember the times when Nike kind of admired her confidence? Well that's over now. Shame. But of course, she kept these thoughts all by herself and put a facade of a prim daughter as per usual until her dad left for good.
However, it had gotten worse. When she went to a train, she was alone at first and then two students (a boy and a girl, no less) asked if they could sit with her. Well, they were a year older than her, sixth years no doubt. She was supposed to be knitting in peace but alas, Nike was annoyed over how the pair was being a bunch of a sappy couple with their stupid giggles and flirting. The young Slytherin just wanted to roll her eyes but again, she just blocked it like some white noise and continued her crochet hobby begrudgingly. Part of her wanted to just stab one of them with her crochet hook but again, she wasn't a murderer- and doing so would be a one-way ticket to Azkaban. She would like to study and pass her OWLs, thank you very much!
She went out of the train in her uniform, wearing a hand-knitted beanie on her brown braided hair along with her grumpy expression. However, her face wasn't that scary enough to repel the students from talking to her, talk about being some sort of a babyface like her mother once told her. And, if Cyrus bloody Lillantine decided to come to her and talk to her she will mucus-ad-nauseam him and make it look like an accident. She swore on that.
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ǀт'ѕ нαяɗ, вєƖιєνє мє, ǀ'νє тяιєɗxxxxxx
Ɓυт тнє яαιη ωση'т fαƖƖ fσя тнє вσтн σf υѕxxxxxx
Ƭнє ѕυη ωση'т ѕнιηє ση тнє вσтн σf υѕxxxxxx
ƁєƖιєνє мє ωнєη ǀ ѕαу, тнαт ǀ ωσυƖɗη'т нανє ιт αηу σтнєя ωαуxxxxxx ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ || Unwillingly Engaged || Attire || Theme Song ||xxxx  ((ooc : @Dia : It's optional o3ob)space
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 10:16 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 10:55 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 12:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 12:43 pm
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VαvαrαxHαwkethorne
Unsorted || First Year || Mood: Content || Thinking: Here we are.
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Giving a yawn as she began to play about with the right side of her hair as she awaited their next move from Hogsmeade, she was looking away before hearing a voice greet her. She turned around, expecting somebody her height and was about to say hello before noticing a girl who looked incredibly younger than what she probably was. Still, Vavara attempted to smile at the young looking student, though it appeared as if she were grinning mischievously at her. "Hello Jilly." She began, debating whether or not she should adjust her posture or standing in order to see Jillian more comfortably. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Vavara, but you can call me..." The taller girl trailed off, looking to the side as she wondered what exactly her nickname could be. She pondered for a brief moment or two before looking back to Jilly with an embarrassed look on her face. With such an odd name for a common folk of the wizarding world, finding a shortened name for her was probably going to be quite difficult if she were to monitor everyone one that any people she would meet would call her by. "Whatever you like, I suppose. I'd love to join you by the castle." She answered in a more neutral and composed way. The two girls were more or less polar opposites of themselves. Whereas Vavara was taught to control herself and make sure she did not go and show on more childishness than she already had at a young age, Jilly was basically everything that she was taught to not be so far. It meant little in the long run, as Vavara found her company nice, even if she had difficulty expressing that to the smaller girl.
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