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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2021 4:06 pm
 ✌ Chadwick ✌ Knapp ✌ Seventh Year Slytherin Quidditch Beater ✌ Dueling Club Captain ▬▬"If you don't expect to like someone and then you do, that's an incredibly exciting moment."▬▬ Chadwick was impressed by the girl's drawings, but really, why did she have to be so snotty. He flipped through it, trying to be careful to not damage her book, smudges could be killer to an artist (he remembered accidentally touching Aldrick's stuff. Yeesh). But then, she asked if there was something he needed. He sighed and closed her book, handing her the book back, "Your fashion designs are really good, I think you'll go far in life. However," He pulled his wand out and pointed it toward her as he stood up. "Remember I'm watching. You mess with my little sister again, degrade her, or anything, I know that book is dear to you, and could be destroyed with just a little, diffindo." He cast his hand in motion of diffindo, a simple enough spell. He had every intention of just cutting a small corner of a page of her book, but... he was not pointing in the right direction, a dumb mistake.
He yipped as Echo's hair was cut and began falling around her. "Oh s**t. Oh s**t oh s**t oh s**t. Oh no. Let me help, I know a Hair place in Hogsmeade, he can fix it! I swear! I'll pay for it to get cut properly! s**t. I did NOT mean to do that, Wellbelove!" Chadwick was in full out panic mode, had he just made everything WORSE for Dominik by pulling this stunt?!
▬▬"The real question I guess is - do I deserve you?" ▬▬ ╔══════════════╗ Where: Outside With Whom: One of the wellbeloves Thinking about: I have screwed up. Description: 5'8" blond teen with blue eyes ╚══════════════╝
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2022 3:56 pm
★✩ECHO ANGHARAD WELLBELOVEsecond year || Slytherin || halfblood Art Club resource || Daily Dragon writer || Quidditch reserve || LARP art historian _______________ Chadwick Knapp praised her designs and said she would go far in life and sounded–almost genuine about it? Echo Angharad smiled placidly in reply, tucking her braid to one side. He pulled out his wand. Echo wasn’t immediately alerted, seeing as she’d seen people charm artwork before. But he was pointing it at her, and suddenly he warned her off of Dominik, threatened her sketchbook and cast a spell–
Echo jumped to her feet and back, protecting her sketchbook from damage. She was looking at her book to see maybe what the spell had done, maybe she could reparo it, maybe– And then half her braid fell on the pages, strands coming undone and falling around her.
”YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!” Echo screeched, touching a hand to the back of her head, trying to determine the damage. Her hair– neatly braided and pinned, was cut, sliced—
Chadwick Knapp was cursing now. Echo whirled on him angrily ”If Dominik’s jealous of me she should just say so, she doesn’t need to send you to kill me!” she yelled. Echo grabbed her bag and the frayed end of her braid, then clutching her sketchbook tightly, raced away from the quad.
_______________ setting Quad, early April 2055 || with Chadwick Knapp appearance 4’9”, slim || wearing uniform--and sliced messy hair status Screw you Knapps! _______________//OOC: Continued at the White Tomb _______________    You sit upon your throne of filth Condemning what you haven't built So hate me cause you're standing still Watching while I shoot to kill I live this I breathe this You crave it ✩★~"Reincarnate" by Motionless in White
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2023 7:26 pm
xx♫ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quad outside xxx♪ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? My guitar xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Strumming time xxxxx♪ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Imaginary
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2023 11:40 am
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Quad xxx✿ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? A new friend? xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Jam Sesh? xxxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Maybe we could make a cool song together!
It was a beautiful fall day, and Roxie was looking for a fun place to play. She loved playing her violin, which Kylian had gotten her for her birthday, after taking lessons from him and Finley. Of course, Fin always wanted her to play trumpet, but after a singular try, she determined she hated it. Plus, she didn't want any instrument that had something called a "spit valve". As she wandered around, Roxie heard some guitar music coming from the quad. Happily, the blonde skipped over, watching a brunette play. "Hi there, my name's Roxie. Mind if I play with you? I've got my violin, and I know lots of songs. Maybe we can also be friends."
She grinned brightly, hoping to make a new friend. After all, that was the best part of life. Pulling out her purple violin, Roxie sent over a happy smile. Hopefully, they could play something together, maybe attract a crowd and even more people could join in, making a crazy wild band for the day. It'd be a hoot an a half!
{{Wearing :: Cute Skirt & Blouse}}
I'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏғ ɢɪʀʟ, I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴍᴇ Tʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ I'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ sᴛʏʟᴇ Aɴᴅ sᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴍᴀʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏɴᴏ̨ᴜᴇʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴇ I'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ғᴜʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ - I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ, ɢᴏɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ 'ᴛɪʟ I'ᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ɴᴏᴡ Nᴏᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ I ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴍɪɴᴇ Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘsᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ sᴛᴇᴘ ʙᴀᴄᴋ I'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ - sᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ sʜɪɴᴇ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2023 1:50 pm
xx♫ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quad outside xxx♪ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Roxie xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Strumming time xxxxx♪ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Imaginary
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2023 5:25 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Quad xxx✿ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Liv xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Jam Sesh? xxxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Maybe we could make a cool song together!
Roxie grinned as the brunette introduced herself. "Nice to meetcha, Liv! I'm Roxie, but my full name's Roxanne Archer." She moved to sit on the short wall beside her new friend, who began asking what sort of music she played. Apparently Liv preferred rock, then she started playing a song with a very familiar intro. Then another! Apparently her dad was in a classic rock band, hence her fascination. "I learned mostly from my brothers. One taught me the classics... but literally. Like. Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin... The boring guys. Apparently they make a good foundation. The other brother wants me to play jazz, like him. But I prefer classic rock or pop sort of music. And there's a metal band that uses the violin that I learned a song to. Here... play that first one again."
Roxie tipped up her bow, matching Liv on the intro to Smoke on the Water, biting her lip a bit as she made the violin sound more to the correct tone.
{{Wearing :: Cute Skirt & Blouse}}
I'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏғ ɢɪʀʟ, I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴍᴇ Tʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ I'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ sᴛʏʟᴇ Aɴᴅ sᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴍᴀʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡɪʟʟ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏɴᴏ̨ᴜᴇʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴇ I'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ғᴜʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ - I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ, ɢᴏɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ 'ᴛɪʟ I'ᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ɴᴏᴡ Nᴏᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ I ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴍɪɴᴇ Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘsᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ sᴛᴇᴘ ʙᴀᴄᴋ I'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ - sᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ sʜɪɴᴇ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2023 9:27 am
xx♫ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quad outside xxx♪ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Roxie xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Strumming time xxxxx♪ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Imaginary
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2024 5:38 pm
 Savino Marcel Devereux ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Slytherin First Year First Son ◈ Musician ◈ Chaser  ◈ Location : The Quad ◈ Company : No one particular...
Spring was upon Hogwarts, and it was no surprise that the students were out and about getting fresh air. It was no secret that the young Slytherin was pleased with the change in season. He had never been one for the cold and it was finally decent weather. Silvano outside of Quidditch was practically non-existent. He wasn’t a social butterfly, nor did he have many friends. For a first year he could have done better but at least academically he was proving himself.
Sitting on one of the ledges up against a pillar, Savino leaned a notebook against his leg while the other daggled off just off the ground. Swinging it back and forth as he mindlessly scribbled among the pages. At least he could say he was getting some fresh air. Sure, it could have been more productive, but it wasn’t like his parents were around to say otherwise. Not that they would push him on the matter. Savino had never been one for putting a poor light on himself. Shying away from anything that would be considered negative to most. To say the boy didn’t need to live a little was an understatement.
◈ OOC : - - -
"There is strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow."
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2024 10:36 pm
xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Quad xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Savino xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hanging Out xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Maybe a new friend?
Adelai was ready to enjoy a day off. The quidditch season was over, so there weren't any more practices over the last couple weeks. He figured the best place to spend time would be outside. He huffed his way down the stairs, occasionally sitting on a step in order to take a break. His body was so, so not made for all these stairs. Heck, he got just about more training for quidditch on the way to the pitch than he ever did on it! Either way, he was getting better at shuffling about the school. He hoped to speak with Deputy Headmistress Clarke about setting up a lift system over the summer, but he feared the answer may be a no.
As he walked, Adi found himself in the quad. Mismatched eyes looked around, searching through the people hanging around to find a friendly face. After a bit, he noticed fellow first year Savino over off a ledge. Adelai walked over, legs a bit shaky from the lengthy walk. "Hey Savino! Do you mind if I sit near you? I can't sit on the ledge, but I have a seat, don't worry." Hopefully he got a yes, otherwise that would be super awkward. He looked over, wanting to make a connection with the Slytherin. "Whatcha doing?" That was a... question of sorts. He sent over a smile, thinking maybe he could make a friend.
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Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ! Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ" Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs! Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ! Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ! Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2024 7:09 pm
 Savino Marcel Devereux ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Slytherin First Year First Son ◈ Musician ◈ Chaser
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2024 12:25 pm
xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Quad xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Savino xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hanging Out xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? He's a great artist!
Oh good, he did indeed want company. Adi shifted his walker and converted it into a seat before sitting to take some of the weight off his legs. They worked, but it wasn't fantastic. The muscles had been a little weak since his injury, but he was determined to keep working to make himself better. At least Savino was doing something productive with the day. "Wow! That looks really cool, Savino! I never have been very good at drawing, unless you count tech blueprints as art." He laughed a bit, knowing that pretty much no one would consider his perfectionistic blueprints art.
"Well, trees do generate fresh air... and we are outside. So I'd say it checks the boxes." He chuckled again, glad that they were outside. Despite the castle being absolutely massive, it was somehow so stuffy. Thankfully the kids had pretty much free run of the grounds... so long as they didn't trample Professor Azalea's flowers, that was! Adi had made that mistake only once, and now made sure to mind his wheels. When Savino asked what he was up to, Adi blanked a bit. He shrugged before he spoke, "Oh, you know. Just hanging out. Next year we'll be able to bring our own brooms though, so I imagine the game is going to be so much cooler. Are you excited to play again?" If nothing else, they did have at least one common interest!
{{Wearing :: Casual Clothes}}
Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ! Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ" Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs! Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ! Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ! Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2024 7:22 pm
 Savino Marcel Devereux ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Slytherin First Year First Son ◈ Musician ◈ Chaser  ◈ Location : The Quad ◈ Company : Adelai
Savina didn’t mind sharing his work no matter what it was. Why do it if you weren’t going to share it. “Glad you think so.” Savino laughed at Adelei’s hope that blueprints counted as art. “Depending on the blueprint it could be. You are designing something after all, just in a different way.” He commented. Though he wasn’t super technical he understood it took a degree of hard work and attention to detail at the very least. Way above his head but still cool none the less.
At the very least the one thing they both had in common was the game of Quidditch and that of flying in general. “Definitely, I was surprised to make the team this year. Next year should be even better.” He answered with mild excitement. The prospect of having his own broom was enough to get him excited. “I’ll probably practice during the summer to prepare for advance flying next year.” He added happy at the thought. “You’ll be taking the class too, right? With our own brooms any excuse to be on it should be worth it.”
◈ OOC : - - -
"There is strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow."
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2025 12:05 pm
xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Near the Quad xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? No One, unfortunately xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Stuck in a snow-drift xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Maybe I should've invited a friend out here...
Adi was... very stuck. He'd initially tried to go out for some fresh air, even if the air just happened to be absolutely freezing. It was somehow too stuffy in the castle. Unfortunately, it was also a shaky-muscles day, so he'd opted for his wheelchair over his walking frame. The snow just by the doors of the castle had been cleared, so it didn't look too terrible. It wasn't until he was most of the way to the paved section of the courtyard that he felt an unfortunately familiar feeling. One of his wheels had sunk slightly into a layer of mud that must have thawed under the snow.
Okay. He'd been here before. He could absolutely get himself un-stuck before freezing into an Adi-pop. His first plan was the easiest. Just stand, then push the chair onto drier ground. But when he gave that one a try, his knees gave way and he only barely avoided collapsing face-first in the snow. Alright. Take two. Maybe he could wheel backward.... then avoid the muddy spot? Ooooor not. He couldn't go either way. Well.... dang.
{{Wearing :: Winter Gear}}
Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ! Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ" Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs! Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ! Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ! Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2025 1:26 pm


Persephone's nose was cold. She was mostly bundled up, but she hadn't grabbed a scarf. Most of the time Persephone actively avoided the cold, but she had been determined to make a snow angel. She wasn't entirely sure why, but she'd gotten the idea in her head and once she got an idea, that was that. Of course, now her whole back was covered in snow and she was pretty sure some of it had found its way into her boot. Luckily, she wasn't too far from the coziness of the Hufflepuff common room. It was without a doubt, the best of the common rooms in terms of comfort. Not that she'd been in any others, but still. As she walked into the quad she put her hands to her face and rubbed her gloves across her little red nose. It was then she spotted a shape sprouting a few feet above the snow. It wasn't until she got closer that she realized it was a wheelchair. A wheelchair holding Adelai. And he looked stuck. He was messing with the wheels but to no avail.
Persephone quickly, but carefully, sprinted toward the boy. "Here, let me help," she called once the boy noticed her. She stepped to him and grabbed onto the back of his chair. She pushed forward and it moved, but not by much. She used the toe of her boot to push aside some of the snow and try to dig away some of the mud. "You managed to wedge right in here," she muttered. She stepped one foot back to try to get at a better angle. Unfortunately, that was her downfall. Quite literally. She stepped right onto a small patch of ice that had as of yet gone unnoticed. As she did she felt her foot slip and then suddenly none of her was touching the ground. Then all of her was touching the ground. She was flat on her back, looking up at the sky. "Ouch," she muttered before putting her hand to her face and bursting out into laughter. Of course.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2025 2:23 pm
xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Near the Quad xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Persephone! xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Stuck in a snow-drift xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Holy cow
Okay. Stay calm. Adi figured at worst he could do the warming charm and try to see what was going on and maybe keep himself cozy. Then it would be a matter of trying to summon help. What a terrible time to not know how to cast a patronus! But thankfully, he heard snow nearby crunching. He turned as best he could to see Persephone hurrying toward him. "Yes please! I was just worrying about getting unwedged here." Adi chuckled nervously, trying to hide his embarrassment. Only he could manage to get unmovably stuck in the snow and not figure out a way to get free.
He watched hesitantly as Persephone tried to kick the snow, before sighing when she said it was indeed wedged. "Well... that's not good, is it? I-I can try standing again and we can maybe get it out that way..." He knew he probably couldn't, but maybe just a moment would be long enough. But before he could even try to stand, Adi watched in slow motion as Persephone shifted, then slipped. Oh no. He shifted, reaching a hand over toward her. At least she was laughing? "Are you okay?? That looked like it didn't feel great." Hopefully she was okay, because otherwise he'd have to try getting up and offering to scoot her inside.... if they could get his wheels unwedged. This had turned into a whole mess of an afternoon, and he could only laugh in a bit of disbelief.
{{Wearing :: Winter Gear}}
Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴏғ ғᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴄᴄʟᴀɪᴍ A ɢʟᴀss ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ sᴀғᴇ Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8, Nᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ! Aɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪsᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴏᴏᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ "ᴏᴜᴛʟᴏᴏᴋ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ" Iғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sɪɢɴs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴛᴏ "ʏᴇs", ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ Sᴏ sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs! Aɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ᴏғ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ғᴀɪᴛʜ! Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ, ᴡᴀʏ! Sʜᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ 8 ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs!
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