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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 9:01 am
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Juniper Masters ~ First Year
Juniper spent her train ride intermittently flipping through some of the text books and staring out the windows composing her thoughts until she got thirsty. Impatient to wait for the cart, she decided it was a good excuse to stretch her legs and look around. The short walk showed her many compartments were full of kids animatedly talking, though it also seemed many of the ones closer to her own age were pretty quiet. 'It makes sense,' she thought as she resumed her seat. 'As first years, we don't know many people.'
When the time came she changed into her uniform, making sure her hair and accessories were fixed right. The uniform is required, but there are other small ways to visually differentiate oneself. As they pulled in, she made sure her luggage still had their tags clearly labeled and Elizabeth was petted and given a few last treats before put into her labeled carrier. "I'll see you tonight, Elizabeth." Juni smiled, glad she could bring her cat with her from home.
On the train step, before stepping down, she looks over the crowd to see where it's thinnest and easiest to move through. She also spots a girl with a trunk. Raising and eyebrow, she glances about for train staff to tell to make sure it doesn't get left behind for being moved - since she obviously won't be able to take it with her and will have to leave it somewhere on the platform. With that, she meanders through the crowd. Listening, watching to see who might want to try to be friends with.
Along the way she stopped by the girl with the trunk. "I couldn't help but notice..." she glanced at the trunk. "I asked one of the train staff to make sure it won't be forgotten because it was moved onto the platform. Though I'm sure they're used a checking - I imagine a few might make the mistake every year."
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 9:36 am
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Call me M.J.
M.J. had no problems hearing the professor’s yell to gather around her, but she did have a problem with focusing on moving. Eyes still looking down the platform, she failed to watch where she was going. Hearing somebody yelling out a greeting, she turned and saw the taller first year before she slammed right into him, unable to stop in time. Falling on her butt, she sat there, dazed for a moment. “Sorry…” she managed to murmur to the guy as she realized what had happened. Picking herself up, she checked that her wand was alright before starting to wipe herself off. “I really should be more careful, it was my fault.” She continued, hoping the other guy was alright. “I didn’t hurt you or anything did I?” Of course that was near impossible. M.J. may be strong for a girl, but she was also tiny and slim, she would have to jump on someone to even hope to hurt them.
Unsorted : First Year
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 10:16 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 10:41 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 12:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:16 pm
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`•.¸¸.••´´`•.(`•.¸Payton Loughty III¸.•´).•´``•• .¸¸.•´
•°o.O First Year~ Unsorted O.o°•
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׺°”˜`”°º×☠׺°”˜`”°º× Payton was rubbing her aching head when the female, who introduced herself as Annabelle entered her compartment. The request to join her was odd considering they'd just arrived. She was about to point this out when the the girl walked away. "I was going to say no either way." The comment was accompanied by a shrug. Making sure her tied was in place she exited the train putting much needed space between her and the metal beast the had left a angry looking red blotch on her forehead. Up ahead she saw the Annebelle chick again talking to a somewhat stupid looking boy. 'That poor thing must be really lonely' Her sarcasm radiated waves even in her thoughts as she skirted around them towards the teacher that was calling first years.
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ 〖 Hear me sing the song of the week:〗 My Heart Will Go On〖 Time of Day/Date:〗Night 〖 Mood:〗Irate 〖【 O】 ut【 O】 f【 C】 andy:〗 ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 5:36 pm
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L O U V E N I A ○●○●○ L I V I N G S T O N○●○●○ 1st Year ||| Unsorted ○●○●○LLL LLLLLL❝ Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival. ❞LLLLLLA voice called, ordering the students to move to their transports so they could go from the station to the castle.
Louvenia turned her head, towards the direction of the loud feminine voice. Her eyes could make out its owner, even though they were crowds of students. It belonged to pale, curly-haired woman with a seemingly cheerful attitude. She heard right, didn’t she? First years were supposed to go this way?
The blonde swiftly walked towards her, and grew more confident that she was heading in the right direction when she saw the other students who followed the women had robes with a School emblem, rather than a House one --- the mark of the unsorted. She had read about that on the train in Hogwarts, A History. But she hadn't got that far in, and saying it was a large book was an understatement. There were a lot of other things to learn, and Louvenia hoped to make a good dent into the book by the end of next week.
'I hope I don't get motion sickness.' She thought, her anxiety causing her to thinking negatively. She quickened her pace so wouldn’t be left behind, and followed the stream of first year students to the lake.LLLLLL❥ OOC: beep-beep, beep-beep-boo, beep-beep
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 6:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 6:54 pm
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