3 Oct 2024, 15:21
A Random Encounter
Coding by @Estelle Nyx
Time: 3pm
Location: France
Reducio@Elisa Wagner
Spanish: #009919
French: #e69f3d
Thoughts: Italics
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"Please Mom! I've got nothing better to do! I promise nothing bad will happen. The full moon isn't for a while anyways! Please Mom, please!" Her mother was a strict, but fair woman, so she reluctantly agreed.
"Honey, you're a werewolf. Remember that. Keep your head down, and your eyes lower. Just....follow our lead, and don't stray." With that, she told the entire family to start packing.
I can't believe this is happening to me! Lucy packed her bag and slung her pouch over she shoulder, ready to go. Her parents had bought plane tickets to Paris, and they were set to leave the next day. Considering that they spent most of their life feeding chickens, Lucy and Micheal were extremely excited.
The plane touched down after a long ride, and the family happily went out to their hotel. Even her parents were feeling great about the trip now. They spent a happy night in the hotel, talking and relaxing.
The next day, they went out to see some of the sights. It was very crowded, and someone bumped into her, causing her to fall. Her family didn't notice, and Lucy quickly got lost. She mostly stayed where she was, although she did move more to the side of the sidewalk to have less chance of getting run over. "Comment vais-je les trouver maintenant?" "How am I going to find them now?" She groaned in French, trying to sound like she lived there. And then someone bumped into her. Again. It was getting very annoying, so she turned around and gave a sharp glance in the general direction. "Really? Come on, use your eyes!" She said furiously in English.
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Last edited by Minnie Duke on 4 Oct 2024, 18:54, edited 1 time in total.
4 Oct 2024, 15:59
A Random Encounter
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Role playing as Clément Cantegrel from Beauxbâtons
It was another plain old day, and having nothing particular to do, Clément went out and roamed about muggle Paris. After all, nobody cared. His mother didn't- she had long ago given up trying to make him stay at home; and his cello teacher absolutely didn't know about this. Apart from them, there was nobody else.
That day, Clément wasn't in a particularly good mood, like most of the time. In fact, he was thinking about all the summer homework he had left untouched, and how he needed - somehow, to finish them before the start of term in September.
That's how, lost in his thoughts, he bumped straight into someone on the street.
"Pffou... mais vraiment, regarder où vous allez, bon sang! Pfff, gosh, c'mon, look where you're going, for God's sake!" Clément grouched, loud enough for the person to hear.
Only then, after a moment's reflection, that the boy realised that the person - a girl his age, in fact, had said almost the very same thing as he did in English. Annoyed, he gritted the words, "Pff... les Moldus... Ugh... the muggles...". He didn't hold a particular grudge against muggles, he was just in a bad mood, that was all.
OOC Notes: I stated that the RPG took place in Paris, if that's alright with you. If not, I can always change that!
Elisa Wagner | Clément Guillaume Cantegrel
SHOP | GALLERY
sta 8 - eva 9 - str 4 - wis 7 - arc 9 - acc 9
SHOP | GALLERY
sta 8 - eva 9 - str 4 - wis 7 - arc 9 - acc 9
19 Oct 2024, 21:41
A Random Encounter
Coding by @Estelle Nyx
Time: 3pm
Location: France
Reducio@Elisa Wagner
Spanish: #009919
French: #e69f3d
Thoughts: Italics
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"Excusez-moi, mais je ne suis pas un moldu. Excuse me, I'm not a muggle." She responded. Perhaps it wasn't the best response, but it would surprise him. Whoever he was.
She had known there was a magic school in France, but she had never really imagined meeting someone. The trip to Paris had gotten even more interesting. But her parents would soon notice she was gone, and be worried sick. No matter how cool the boy was, she had to let her parents know where she was. Lucy opened her pouch to call her parents. "Um...sorry, I have to call my parents." She informed him, before realizing it was in English.
"Hey? Mom? Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah...one second, I'll be right back." She closed her phone and glanced at the boy. Her mother had asked where she was and she didn't quite know where she was. Maybe he did. It was worth a try. "Hé, désolé, mais où en sommes-nous exactement ? Mes parents veulent savoir... Hey, sorry, but where are we exactly? My parents want to know..."
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