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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:37 am
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Keep holding on 'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through Just stay strong 'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
Rick looked up across the table as he noticed a girl sit across from him. He frowned as she asked him if anything was wrong. Was he that transparent? Apparently, since she did make a comment about it. He sighed. "Oh, I'm fine. Just didn't see someone on the train or carriage ride. I hope she's all right." He smiled a bit, though the expression was half-hearted. "So, erm, how are you doing? Actually, I'm Rick. What's your name?" Oh yeah, that went smoothly. He suddenly felt the urge to hide. Yeah, why couldn't he go back to being ignored again?
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There's nothing you could say Nothing you could do There's no other way when it comes to the truth So keep holding on 'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:54 am
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:04 pm
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 2:01 pm
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 3:22 pm
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 11:21 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 8:49 pm
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:22 am
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[First Year][Ravenclaw][Pureblood]▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄Step to the farthest side of my dreams Be careful of what you might see...
On my own, castaway Trapped and caught in between...
Darkened skies, tidal waves But I am moving on...███████ ███████ ███████ ███████ ███████ ███████ ███████ ███████ "I remember reading Voyages with Vampires with my mother once. The Wandering with Werewolves frightened me to bits." Otto said, shuddering slightly at the mention of the word werewolves. She had very much a strong childhood fear with such creatures and her once perky disposition turned frightful for seconds, as she shook her head slightly. She hopes she doesn't get to meet one anytime soon, or ever in her life. "What about Muggle Authors? Thanks to my nanny, most of my readings were classics from the Muggles. They really have a lot of imagination. " Otto continued, her bothered expression from earlier disappearing completely and turning again to her cheery self. "Sherlock Homes is my favorite. He is very intelligent, his mind is like an encyclopedia!" Her eyes lit up and her face was filled with awe, thinking about the fictional character.
OOC: Sorry for the delayed post my friend, real life happened. sweatdrop (Finals and laptop breaking down on me)████████████████████████[MOOD: From cheery to bothered to cheery again. ] [LOCATION: Ravenclaw Table ] [COMPANY: Ravenclaws, talking to James and Akira Machlachlan] [Now Playing On Headphones: Cousins by Vampire Weekend ]
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 12:48 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 1:48 pm
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Chance Carlson ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✦ Third Year ✦ Ravenclaw ✦ Beater ✦
My family is my strength and my weakness.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cecille Carlson ✧ First Year ✧ Ravenclaw ✧ Blind ✧
The Sorting Hat's voice filled Chance's ears as his sister's house was announced. Thank Merlin, she was a Ravenclaw! He didn't hesitate to run up to the front of the Hall, pushing through the crowd of first year's until he reached his sister. "Come on, Sis. Let's go sit down together." he said to her. The small girl smiled at her brother and took his hand. The two of them walked, hand in hand, to the Ravenclaw table. Cecille's robes changed then, to her house colors, blue and bronze decorating the pale girl. The two of them sat together, ignoring the stares of some students. "Is she blind?" "Her hair is super white, while his is freakishly red. And they're related, or something?" Chance glared at anyone that glanced their way as he gripped his sister's hand tighter and tighter. "Chance, I can't feel my hand." Cecille squeaked. The older boy instantly softened his grasp. "Sorry, Sis." As the food appeared, the two of them ate, chatting about the school year to come. Soon, the feast was over, and the prefects were calling for the first year's to follow them to the Common Room. Uh oh. Chance hadn't thought about how that would go. In fact, he had completely forgotten about that journey through the castle. "Come on, Sis. We need to hurry." he said, standing and tugging Cecille up with him. The tiny girl grasped her cane and began tapping it against the ground as her brother led her away to some unknown location. ~Exit to Antechamber~
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:59 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:17 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:29 am
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☭You can't quit until you ҭгұ. You can't live until you ∂ιε.☭ ☭You can't learn to tell theҭгยҭђ, until you learn to ℓιε.☭ -------------------------------------①. . . ②. . . ③. . . ☭
●●●●●Gracie walked silently into the Great Hall. Her feet didn't make a sound, but they never did now, not unless she wanted them too. She was going home this year. She had decided that much. How she was going to tell her uncle about herself she hadn't a clue, but Dominic was right it had to be done. She gulped and walked towards the Ravenclaw table, pushing those thoughts from her mind. She would think on it later. As she walked towards the far end of the table, she passed by her cousin and paused. Gently she touched the girl's shoulder. "Love you." She muttered, before continuing on her way. She felt like she hadn't said that in forever. Not since her parents were murdered. It had been such a long time, and yet it almost felt like just yesterday she had been running from her house, trying to save her own life.... and here she was... dead. No heartbeat, no aging, just her. Weird how things worked out like that.
☭I know some things that you ∂øи'τ. I've done things that you ωøи'τ.☭ ☭There's nothing like a trail of вℓøø∂to find your way back нøмε.☭ -------------------------------------③. . . ②. . . ①. . . ☭
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:52 pm
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Chance Carlson ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✦ Third Year ✦ Ravenclaw ✦ Beater ✦
My family is my strength and my weakness.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Cecille Carlson ✧ First Year ✧ Ravenclaw ✧ Blind ✧
"Come on, Chancey! We need to get good seats so we can eat! Come on!" Chance sighed as his sister tugged on his arm. She was so anxious to be here, in the Great Hall, whereas he would rather die in a hole somewhere than be among these people. They didn't understand him, the members of Ravenclaw. Granted, he didn't understand them either, or why he was even put into that house in the first place. 'Because Cecille was meant to be here. That's why I'm here.' The boy sighed again, and lead the pale girl into the Hall. He looked to the Slytherin table where Jaslyn sat alone. He wanted nothing more than to run there, sit with her, and keep her company. Was she as lonely in her house as he was in his? "Alright, CiCi. Let's sit here. The feast will start soon enough, but we'll have to wait a little bit, okay?" The redhead sat his sister down and took his place at her side. "Okay, but I'm really hungry." she said. Chance pet her hair with a gentle hand. He still had to tell her... so much. Jaslyn, Charm, even dad... He'd save that last one for later. "Cecille? There's some things I have to tell you..." Cecille nodded, awaiting her brother's voice to continue. "I didn't tell you this earlier, because I was afraid you would get upset... Charm is... She's dead, Sis. She was just a common rat, and they don't live long... She passed away last summer... I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." Chance frowned, disappointed in himself. Cecille only shook her head. "And you thought I wouldn't find out, Brother? It's kind of hard not to notice the lack of a squeaky wheel in your bedroom, even from downstairs." The girl smiled into nothing, and the boy only blinked at her. She knew this entire time... and he had been stressing about telling her? He sighed. "There's another thing I've kept from you..." Did she figure this one out too? Sometimes, his sister's intelligence astounded him. "Well, uhh... It's about me and Jaslyn... We're, uhh... We're dating now." Chance felt his face warm up at his words. It was one thing to think it, but another to say it out loud. He and Jaslyn were dating. Cecille's smile grew into a wide grin, and she wrapped her brother's arm in a tight hug. "That's great, Chancey! I'm so happy for you!" she squealed. The redhead's eyes widened as he glanced around the Ravenclaw table. Hopefully no one heard his sister's shrieks... though he really doubted that...
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