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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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 Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 10:14 am
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Down by the river, by the boats...
Where everybody goes to be alone...
Where you won't see any rising sun...
Down to the river we will run!
When by the water we drink to the dregs-
Look at the stones on the river bed.
I can tell from your eyes...
You've never been by the riverside.
α и т ı g ø и e
¢ α š š ı ø ρ e ı α
ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e
яανeи¢łαω │ šıχтħ чeαя │ ρυяeвłøøđ │ še¢øиđ вøяи
Anti was suspicious at the 'she doesn't matter'. Just what seemed like last year Ceri had quailed at the mention of the woman, talking about how she controlled every aspect of her life- and now she didn't matter? "What's the trump card?" she asked flatly, pale eyes narrowing. She'd experienced enough family drama for a lifetime, she was about to waltz into the Davies house and get caught up in even more. From what she understood, Ceri's father was not in the picture, so she had no idea why her 'evil stepmother' was still hanging around, aside from some misguided sense of duty to the child she'd apparently raised.
Down by the water, the riverbed-
Somebody calls you, somebody says;
"Swim with the current and float away,
Down by the river everyday."
Oh, my God, I see, how everything-
Is torn in the river deep...
And I don't know why I go the way;
Down by the riverside.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2016 12:57 pm
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¢єяι ∂ανιєѕ
ѕιχтн уєαя нυffℓєρυff
ρяєfє¢т
ℓєт'ѕ нι∂є συяѕєℓνєѕ fяσм єνєяуσиє
נυѕт тαкє му нαи∂ αи∂ ωє ¢αи яυи
αѕ мσмєитѕ fяєєzє ℓєт'ѕ мαкє вєℓιєνє
ωє'ℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє fσяєνєя уσυиg
ѕσσи тнє иιgнт ωιℓℓ ¢σмє, συя ѕιℓнσυєттєѕ ιи тнє ѕєттιиg ѕυи
Ceri glanced around to make sure that there were no prying ears around before she answered Anti's question. "Well, last summer, Selina and I did some digging and I learned some information about my father and the Davies family. See, the house is actually left to me. My grandfather's will states that the Davies' family manor is left to the first child of their eldest. My dad is the eldest and I'm his only child so... she can't say anything to me because that's my house." She beamed proudly at Antigone, hoping that the new information quelled any of her doubts. Besides, her father wasn't even in the picture. What could he do to stop her from letting whoever she wanted live there? And if Belinda tried to say anything, Ceri would kick her butt out. Once Ceri turned 17... the house was hers.
ι fєєℓ тнє нєαт, тнє ѕυммєя ѕ¢єиє
ℓιкє ѕтαи∂ιиg ιи α ℓινιиg ∂яєαм
ℓιкє fℓαѕнιиg ℓιgнтѕ fяσм мσνιє ѕ¢яєєиѕ
тнιѕ fєєℓѕ ѕσ яιgнт ι ¢αи'т вєℓιєνє
ωє ѕιт ѕσ ѕтιℓℓ, ѕσ ¢ℓσѕє, ѕσ иєαя
тнєѕє нєαятѕ ωιℓℓ ωανє ѕσ ℓσυ∂ αи∂ ¢ℓєαя
ℓєт'ѕ ¢ℓσѕє συя єуєѕ αи∂ ∂ιѕαρρєαя.
{συт σf ¢нαяα¢тєя: ...}
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2016 7:25 pm
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Down by the river, by the boats...
Where everybody goes to be alone...
Where you won't see any rising sun...
Down to the river we will run!
When by the water we drink to the dregs-
Look at the stones on the river bed.
I can tell from your eyes...
You've never been by the riverside.
α и т ı g ø и e
¢ α š š ı ø ρ e ı α
ł ı ł ł α и т ı и e
яανeи¢łαω │ šıχтħ чeαя │ ρυяeвłøøđ │ še¢øиđ вøяи
Anti thought Ceri was telling the truth, or at least believed that she was telling the truth, but the whole thing still seemed odd. Regardless, so long as she kept her guard up and didn't get too comfortable, she should be able to get out if she needed to. The look on her face said very plainly that her doubts were far from quelled, but she nodded slowly, and said, "Alright. But we can't tell anyone about this. I mean it." The last thing she needed was this getting back to one of her brothers and her parents ambushing her at the end of term. She didn't even plan on taking the train; she was apparating as soon as she was past the front gates.
Down by the water, the riverbed-
Somebody calls you, somebody says;
"Swim with the current and float away,
Down by the river everyday."
Oh, my God, I see, how everything-
Is torn in the river deep...
And I don't know why I go the way;
Down by the riverside.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2016 7:39 pm
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¢єяι ∂ανιєѕ
ѕιχтн уєαя нυffℓєρυff
ρяєfє¢т
ℓєт'ѕ нι∂є συяѕєℓνєѕ fяσм єνєяуσиє
נυѕт тαкє му нαи∂ αи∂ ωє ¢αи яυи
αѕ мσмєитѕ fяєєzє ℓєт'ѕ мαкє вєℓιєνє
ωє'ℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє fσяєνєя уσυиg
ѕσσи тнє иιgнт ωιℓℓ ¢σмє, συя ѕιℓнσυєттєѕ ιи тнє ѕєттιиg ѕυи
Whatever Antigone was running away from, Ceri could tell that she was entirely serious about the secrecy issue. The red head nodded and drew an x over her chest. "Cross my heart and hope to die," she responded and smiled. Glancing around to make sure that no one was listening in, she leaned in close and said, "So, do we need to make any secret plans?" She smiled confidently at Antigone, ready to do whatever she needed to to protect the girl.
ι fєєℓ тнє нєαт, тнє ѕυммєя ѕ¢єиє
ℓιкє ѕтαи∂ιиg ιи α ℓινιиg ∂яєαм
ℓιкє fℓαѕнιиg ℓιgнтѕ fяσм мσνιє ѕ¢яєєиѕ
тнιѕ fєєℓѕ ѕσ яιgнт ι ¢αи'т вєℓιєνє
ωє ѕιт ѕσ ѕтιℓℓ, ѕσ ¢ℓσѕє, ѕσ иєαя
тнєѕє нєαятѕ ωιℓℓ ωανє ѕσ ℓσυ∂ αи∂ ¢ℓєαя
ℓєт'ѕ ¢ℓσѕє συя єуєѕ αи∂ ∂ιѕαρρєαя.
{συт σf ¢нαяα¢тєя: ...}
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 7:22 pm
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 ℋ𝑒𝒶𝒹 ℬ𝑜𝓎 || 𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃
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Zeph entered the library, looking for Lori. He'd been mulling everything over in his mind over and over again, and well, yeah, he knew it sounded corny, but he wanted to actually ask her to marry him. He didn't want to end up like his father, and he knew he probably wouldn't, not with their opposite personalities, but he still wanted to do things right. And to him, doing things right was starting off life as an adult by doing things right first with Lori. He did want to live with her, and he didn't think he wanted to be with anyone else, so it made sense. Though, he could hear every member of his family collectively facepalming at him as he did this. Getting married right out of school, according to most of his relatives, was completely old-fashioned and out-dated, but so what? He wasn't getting people pregnant and having kids before he got married, after all.
Spotting Lori sitting at one of the tables, he swallowed nervously and walked forward, knowing he couldn't be inconspicuous if he tried. The last year had proved it in what he felt was a fatal growth spurt giving him a height well above six feet. He shifted uncomfortably before he walked those last few feet and cleared his throat. "Um, hey Lori. I was wondering if I could ask you something." His hands refused to go near his pockets, even though he wanted to desperately reach in and pull out the box he had in it right away. He didn't want to ambush her with the notion of marriage, after all, though it did feel a bit like he was. The worst she could say was no, after all. It would bum him out, but he could get over it if she did. Maybe.
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Location: Library Thinking: Well, here goes nothing... Taken By: Lorelei Townsend OOC: Snow    
Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 7:46 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxiLibrary
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxZeph
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxImpatient, Curious
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ι ω α к є υ ρ єνєяу є ν є и ι и g ωιтн α вιg ѕ м ι ℓ є σи му f α ¢ є xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
αи∂ ιт и є ν є я fєєℓѕ σ υ т σf ρ ℓ α ¢ є xxxxxxxxxxxx
αи∂ уσυ'яє ѕтιℓℓ ρяσвαвℓу ω σ я к ι и g αт α 9 тσ 5 ρ α ¢ є xxxxxxxxx
ι ω σ и ∂ є я нσω вα∂ тнαт т α ѕ т є ѕ xxxxxx
ωнєи уσυ ѕ є є му f α ¢ є ι нσρє ιт g ι ν є ѕ уσυ н є ℓ ℓ xxx
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spaceLori didn't know why it hadn't occurred to her sooner that she was running out of time. Logistically, she'd known her time at Hogwarts was coming to a close, of course, but she hadn't quite grasped the implications until there was little under a month left of her attendance. Not a big deal, one might think, except she realized she'd barely even made a dent in the library's selection. When she'd started school, she'd been intent on reading it all. As the years had progressed, though, she'd found herself reading only things pertaining to her courses, her exams, and a few extracurricular problems she'd wanted to tackle, like helping Zeph with his OWLs. She'd read up plenty on charms and spell creation and the like, because that was her planned career, but that was the only subject on which she could say she'd read everything. Some, she hadn't even touched! Now, with the end of the year looming, she found herself obsessively combing the shelves for whatever seemed like the most important or interesting thing at the time, and reading it as quickly as possible... She was fortunate she was a fast reader. She'd even skipped a couple of lessons, not that it really mattered since she was graduating and had already taken her exams.
spaceShe was so absorbed in the current text, she didn't hear footsteps approach. The sound of a voice made her jump slightly, eyes going wide as they landed on her boyfriend. She let out a faint huff, of either relief at it being him (as opposed to what, she didn't know) or irritation at his sneaking up on her (which he hadn't), it was hard to say which. She gave him a small, slightly strained smile, eyes drifting for a second back to the page. She considered asking if it could wait, then mentally berated herself. He'd been incredibly patient with her... obsessiveness, since she'd realized the expiration date on her access to the school's library. Hadn't said a single off word about her basically ignoring him in favor of a room full of dusty old books (that a lesser person might've resented her, both for being ignored for and because of his own difficulty reading). She could spare a few minutes... Another mental slap upside her own head. Boyfriend. Actual person. Not a few minutes. Even if she technically had a comparatively unlimited amount of time to talk to him and almost none to read-
spaceNope, no no no, she was not going to get all... wrong, about this. People were more important than books. And she loved Zeph! ... partially because of the fact that he accepted and attempted to understand why his girlfriend had basically moved into the library for the last few weeks. But that didn't mean she could blow him off. It didn't. "Of course," she said firmly, effectively removing any and all ability on her part to turn him away or ask that he make this quick- actually. Before she could go that route, she added, "You have my undivided attention." Most people probably wouldn't have felt the need to say that, but then, Zeph understood her better than most people. Hell, he could probably almost hear her arguing with herself. If nothing else, he could tell just looking at her... Which, now that she was actually looking at him, he looked nervous... She closed her book. No more temptation. This was obviously important, or he wouldn't be nervous about it.
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xxx иσω уσυ'ℓℓ и є ν є я ѕ є є ωнαт уσυ'νє ∂ σ и є тσ м є
xxxxxx уσυ ¢αи т α к є в α ¢ к уσυя м є м σ я ι є ѕ, тнєу'яє и σ g σ σ ∂ тσ мє
xxxxxxxxx αи∂ н є я є ' ѕ αℓℓ уσυя ℓ ι є ѕ, уσυ ¢αи ℓ σ σ к мє ιи тнє є у є ѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxx ωιтн тнαт ѕ α ∂, ѕ α ∂ ℓσσк тнαт уσυ ω є α я ѕσ ω є ℓ ℓ
 xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 8:41 pm
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 ℋ𝑒𝒶𝒹 ℬ𝑜𝓎 || 𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃
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Zeph took a seat next to her and then promptly thought he should stand back up, but resisted the urge. He was after all tall, and he didn't want to make her look up to see him while he was doing this. If nothing else, when he did propose, he'd be the one kneeling, so he figured that he might as well make it more trouble for himself by having to get up to kneel. Or something like that. In his head, he could hear his sister laughing at his expense, but he ignored it. Besides, this wasn't something that Lynn would laugh at, to be honest. His sister was a hopeless romantic, if her actions over the years had proved anything. Minnie, he wasn't sure where she would have ended up on the scale, but he was certain that it wasn't in the laughing category either.
He did get a wry look on his face when Lori made a point of closing the book before her before she looked at him directly. Yes, it made him nervous, but he knew how much she'd been wanting to read the entire library at school for a while now. To have that interrupted and her focusing on him solely was heartening to hear, though it did make his palms sweat a bit at the realization that she was looking at him and waiting patiently for him to speak. Which, yeah, speaking. That was a thing he should do now. "I was, um, thinking. We were planning on moving in together right after graduation, right? I mean, that was something we'd talked about and I hadn't just imagined it." Which meant that yes, he'd be seeing a lot more of his Slytherin classmates than he'd seen in his time at Hogwarts, but he wasn't going to really tell his girlfriend what she could or couldn't do with her friends. Besides, some of them probably didn't have other places to go. He'd already heard the rumour regarding Tristan, and he didn't doubt for a moment that his family was any less blood purist than Zeph's own family had been once upon a time. All he had to do was look at the way his family portraits reacted with regards to Lynn or his father's antics. Zeph, while a Hufflepuff, was the least offensive of the lot of them. Then there was Carver, who he'd heard hadn't had family since before they all went to Hogwarts, so really, he wasn't going to ask Lori to kick them out. It wasn't right.
Shoving his mental musings out of mind for the moment, he rubbed his neck, trying to think of how to word this. "Well, I was wondering what we were going to be doing after Hogwarts. Not just getting jobs and becoming adults. Just, um, what we were going to do." He hoped he worded that well enough. It probably sounded better in his head. Maybe he should have done this quickly and gotten it over with instead of drawing it out like this.
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Location: Library Thinking: Well, here goes nothing... Taken By: Lorelei Townsend OOC: Snow
Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 9:07 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xx» wнere «xx
xxxiLibrary
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxZeph
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxImpatient, Curious
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ι ω α к є υ ρ єνєяу є ν є и ι и g ωιтн α вιg ѕ м ι ℓ є σи му f α ¢ є xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
αи∂ ιт и є ν є я fєєℓѕ σ υ т σf ρ ℓ α ¢ є xxxxxxxxxxxx
αи∂ уσυ'яє ѕтιℓℓ ρяσвαвℓу ω σ я к ι и g αт α 9 тσ 5 ρ α ¢ є xxxxxxxxx
ι ω σ и ∂ є я нσω вα∂ тнαт т α ѕ т є ѕ xxxxxx
ωнєи уσυ ѕ є є му f α ¢ є ι нσρє ιт g ι ν є ѕ уσυ н є ℓ ℓ xxx
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spaceLori's expression grew slightly confused, lips pursing as if she were about to pose a question. She knew they'd discussed his moving in, but he'd seemed... reluctant? She'd assumed he'd want to wait and hadn't pushed the matter. The last she recalled, she'd informed him that he was welcome to a room, either hers or his own, whenever he wanted it, and left it up to him to decide on when that was. She had offered it immediately following graduation initially (partially because she'd felt like without him to balance her, she'd be grasping at the fringes of her sanity, between Gia, Trist, and Carver), and they'd discussed it, but she hadn't been sure of an answer exactly. Though, she supposed she could've simply misinterpreted his statements. It wasn't as though she didn't have that failing; if things weren't in plain black and white, she struggled with them, unfortunately.
spaceShe managed to smile more genuinely, biting her lips a little to hold in a giggle at the idea that he'd imagined the conversation. "We'd discussed it, yes," she replied. "I'd hardly offer to let half the year move in with me and not give you the same courtesy. I do like you the best, you know. Though, don't tell Gia I said that." Given he was apparently cementing an acceptance of her offer (that was what was happening, right? Or was she misinterpreting things again... Augh), she found herself biting back the question of where, exactly, he intended to live. With her, in her house, obviously, but... the question of actual sharing-a-room-and-bed cohabitation was still up in the air. Or, she thought it was, maybe it wasn't for him and she was being oblivious again.
spaceHis continuation of the thought made her pause, confusion wrinkling her brow. "... You've lost me," she said hesitantly. "Other than getting jobs, and the living arrangements, I'm not sure what else there could be?" She had the feeling she was missing something really obvious. Like, blaring neon sign, sirens screeching into the night obvious. Briefly, she considered that he might be talking about sex, but she dismissed it immediately; he wouldn't ask her about something like that in the library, of all places. It was just about the only place he could've found her, true (to the point that he'd had to come get her and drag her to meals more than once the last week or so), but if that was what he was on about, he'd have asked if they could relocate before launching into the actual discussion. After all, anyone could happen upon them. She could only imagine how mortified he'd be if he were actually trying to sort out something relating to sex and someone overheard. Particularly one of their friends; she doubted if even Trist could resist letting it go, depressed or not. So it had to be something else... But she had no clue what.
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xxx иσω уσυ'ℓℓ и є ν є я ѕ є є ωнαт уσυ'νє ∂ σ и є тσ м є
xxxxxx уσυ ¢αи т α к є в α ¢ к уσυя м є м σ я ι є ѕ, тнєу'яє и σ g σ σ ∂ тσ мє
xxxxxxxxx αи∂ н є я є ' ѕ αℓℓ уσυя ℓ ι є ѕ, уσυ ¢αи ℓ σ σ к мє ιи тнє є у є ѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxx ωιтн тнαт ѕ α ∂, ѕ α ∂ ℓσσк тнαт уσυ ω є α я ѕσ ω є ℓ ℓ
xx» ╳ ♥ ╳ «xxxx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xxspeak now
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2016 9:29 pm
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 ℋ𝑒𝒶𝒹 ℬ𝑜𝓎 || 𝒮𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℬ𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃
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Zeph shifted nervously as he considered his next words. He knew that he was possibly going too fast, but then again, there was the little part of him that said that he wanted to do this, so he might as well. Besides, it wasn't like he would do this and then leave Lori. That wouldn't be right for either of them. Taking a breath, he gave Lori a bit of a sheepish look and reached into his pocket. "Well, um, I was thinking it over, and I was wondering about what we're going to do. I mean, well, I guess I wanted to be more than a boyfriend to you, if you'd want me to be, that is."
Sliding off the chair to kneel on one knee, he pulled out the ring and showed it to Lori. "I know, it's rushed, and it's possibly the worst time maybe, but would you marry me? I, um, I can't think of anyone else I'd rather spend the rest of my life with, and well, I don't know if you feel the same, but I hope you do." He felt his mouth go dry and swallowed nervously while waiting for her response. At worst, she'd probably tell him no and that'd be the end of it. He hoped it wasn't though.
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Location: Library Thinking: Well, here goes nothing... Taken By: Lorelei Townsend OOC: Snow
Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2017 2:30 pm
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 I don't have time for dancin'
That's just gonna have to wait a while
Ain't got time for messin' around
And it's not my style...
Calliandra trailed down the aisles of the fiction section of the library, looking at the titles. She had been feeling a little homesick, and she had decided that the way to handle it was to read stories, much like her mother used to do whenever she was upset about something. Eventually, she came across a copy of Alice in Wonderland. She smiled. Her mother had loved the book, and she had read it to Calliandra often. If anything could make her feel better, this book would do it. She pulled down the book and put it with the copy of the fourth year charms text she had already checked out.
The textbook was to sate her own curiosity. She wanted to see if she could learn the summoning charm, though she suspected it was beyond her current skills. She was also holding a copy of Asiatic Anti-Venoms, which she figured she could get out when she got annoyed by the charms text. With her prizes, she headed off to the check-out desk, well prepared for an evenings reading. Perhaps she could find somewhere quiet to practice her spellwork or brewing, as well. She wanted to try the Wiggenweld Potion on her own, after all.
And I'm almost there
I'm almost there
People down here think I'm crazy
But I don't care...
OOC: And now Calliandra will start to do something besides answer questions in class and feel nervous. Thank goodness. Company: Alone
Location: Library - Fiction Shelves
Wearing: School Robes
Thinking: Books! How pleased I am with some new ones! |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 7:19 am
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Library Fiction Section
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? A book
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Taking a study break
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? This book is too boring to be good
Elisabet rather loved this school, though the classes were odd. She wasn't taking maths or sciences, but rather charms and transfiguration.... though history remained. Of course history remained. People just loved blathering on about the past. So she was putting off her History homework, the rest all done in a neat pile on her bed. She'd found the massive school library and settled in the fiction section, reading a magic person's attempt at a fun fiction book. In her mind, it just seemed like more history. Then again, this book was set in the 1700s, so that could be why. Elisabet issued a small sigh, adjusting the book to use her nonfunctional prosthetic to hold it up. She turned a page, though remained distracted, not really reading the text at all.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 7:36 pm
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And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light, my shadow's over you
'Cause I, I am the opposite of amnesia
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
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Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ || Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ
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Akira might have been reaching a bit when he thought he would find anything in the school library besides magical books. He'd been hoping for maybe something else, like a technical book. However, just his luck, every book in the school was on magic, and those that weren't were really unreliable as far as what muggle science was like. Like, he got that wizards were fascinated with the wizarding world, but did they have to dissect how a rubber duck squeaked? That was, quite literally, the most boring use of science ever. Plus, he really wanted to see what the muggle studies class had to offer. He doubted it was as good as the things his brother was learning in school, which meant he was going to have to borrow Shinobu's class texts to read, but it might be interesting to know.
Sighing as he passed by the fiction section, he paused as he saw a girl sitting in the library with what looked like a prosthetic reading a book. Unless he missed his guess, it almost looked like it was mechanical, but he wasn't too sure. Frowning, he walked toward the girl and cocked an eyebrow at how it really wasn't doing much. At least his brother's friend's arm worked. Why wasn't hers? "Hey. Interesting prosthetic you've got. Is it just a basic one or can it actually function?" Hey, he was curious, and no one in the school even came close to understanding modern technology. Unlike Barry, but then again, Barry was all into computers. It made Akira wonder if when they got out of school, they could go into something regarding that.
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Location: Library
Thinking: Does that thing actually work?
OOC: - ◎ -
We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 8:23 pm
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Library Fiction Section
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? Akira
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Taking a study break
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? Spmeone wanna talk specs?!
Elisabet looked up when someone walked over. He looked about her age, maybe a bit older, so it was weird he was walking toward her. Unless he was a prefect and she'd broken some sort of rule! Oh, that'd be bad. When he spoke, she realized he was just interested in her prosthetic turned book prop. He asked whether it was basic or could actually function, and she let out a sad sigh. "Well, it's actually really advanced. Works like a real hand... just not around magic. I-I'm not from a magical family, so I didn't know it wouldn't work here." She set the book aside, using her good hand to move the fingers and wrist joints on her prosthetic hand. It was so nice to have someone to talk to about muggle tech, though. It was rather boring when she constantly felt like the dumbest person in class for having no real idea what was going on. "Do you know much about converting muggle technology to magic? I mean... I'm going crazy with only one functioning arm." She chuckled a bit, turning over the prosthetic to show the rest of the cool device. "Oh, and I'm Elisabet, by the way. Elisabet Amsel." She should at least try to be polite, right?
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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Posted: Tue Aug 15, 2017 10:09 pm
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And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there's a light, my shadow's over you
'Cause I, I am the opposite of amnesia
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon
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Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ || Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ
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Akira listened as she described her arm, frowning. It didn't work around magic. Well, that was typical. He was having a hard time trying to get anything electrical to work around magic. His laptop being a prime example, but he was pretty sure that things like his robots weren't faring much better. He hadn't checked, of course, but he had been working on trying to get his laptop to work instead of being a really expensive paperweight. "Yeah, I get that. My laptop hasn't worked ever since I moved to Hogsmeade a couple of years ago, and you'd think that someone would have researched something like that before, but nada."
When she asked if he knew much about converting muggle technology to magic, he shook his head. "Nope. It's got to be something to do with the way it wrecks the electronics part of anything muggle, because any time I've gotten my laptop outside of a magical area, they just start working again. Though, I'm pretty sure I'm almost at the point I can get my laptop back up working. It's got to do with insulating the electronics from the magical auras. At least that's my guess. I just have to crack what modifications I can make to actually accomplish that task." He then looked thoughtful. "Though, I could take a look if you want? I used to build robots all the time, as well as working on my own circuit boards. The mechanics and circuitry shouldn't be that dissimilar. I'm Akira. Akira Yamazaki."
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Location: Library
Thinking: Does that thing actually work?
OOC: - ◎ -
We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2017 6:12 pm
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Library Fiction Section
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? Akira
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Taking a study break
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? Maybe we can fix this
Elisabet noticed the boy's frown when she mentioned her arm's circuitry not working around magic. Maybe he didn't know how to help? He then mentioned that he was working to get his laptop to function, and she blinked up at him. Ooooor maybe he was tech savvy indeed. "Really? No one's even so much as researched it? Are you sure? The guy that showed me Diagon Alley said his cousin or something made a radio that works here. Surely there's something." Maybe getting her arm to work would mean she'd have to track down the one who made the radio work. It would probably be difficult to track them down, though.
After asking if he knew about converting muggle to magic, he casually admitted he had no idea. He stated an idea, causing the girl to nod along. "That's right, as soon as we left Diagon Alley my dad's cell and my arm both started working perfectly again." She nodded, thinking that if they could somehow stave off magic from the affected piece of tech, they could potentially prevent it from fizzling out. He reinforced her thought with his own, saying they had to insulate it from the magic around. He then offered to look, mentioning that he used to make robots and circuitry. "Yea, absolutely. It'd be nice to have a second set of eyes examine it. Especially if it means I'll get to use my arm again." She chuckled, glad to now know the boy's name. She carefully dislodged her arm from the device, immediately pulling her sleeve down to hide her arm. It'd been years since someone besides her dad or doctor saw her arm, and she went to great lengths to keep it that way. Though if they could fix the prosthetic, she wouldn't have to worry a bit. Though at the moment, her creeping blush was her main concern. Elisabet handed over the prosthetic, making sure to watch what happened. She then pulled her little toolkit from her backpack, knowing it was equipped with all the tools for her arm. They'd come together, after all.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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