And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed

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It was the morning of Clark's birthday, and only several days prior had his dad sent out the family Owl inviting Alyssea Brown, aka Roadkill, to the Baird-Carter family house. While the household members living in the house no longer lived with Joseph Carter (due to his father getting a divorce from him), they still called the house the "Baird-Carter Family House" because if they said "Baird Family House" or something of the like, then they would think of Clark's cousin's family house. Drat that dragon dung @Logan Baird to hell.

And Clark didn't realize until he saw the invitations that his own cousin was invited. Before the invitation was sealed into an envelope, the boy wrote in the envelope. "If you come, you better prepare yourself for more dragon dung. I promise you hell."
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He had woken himself up at 9:30 in the morning from a deep sleep in his comfortable bed, now slowly taking the blanket off.

He was in his pajamas, the star trek pajamas. Granted, he had admittedly never seen the muggle television show, but he did read the comic books. He felt he was more so a fan of Khan. That said, he had star trek pajamas, but that didn't mean he would leave it on the whole day.

He rummaged through his dresser trying to find a suitable outfit. A multicolored (reference) striped shirt and bottoms with brown leather dress shoes? Perhaps.

Now to do his hair. Truth be told, he just had to brush it off to the side, rather than allow him to have bedhead. And that was simple, so he did just that.

He opened the door and saw a ton of presents around the tree in the living room. "Dad... we- how did you get the money for this?" He mumbled under his breath, in shock. He smelled coffee being brewed, heard bacon sizzling on the oven, the eggs being scrambled and cooked.

He looked at the grandfather clock. It was five minutes 'til ten (in the morning). Clark grabbed the step stool and hopped up onto the counter to get the glass plates, grabbing five instead of four. He had seen in the invitation that they were expected to arrive for brunch at 10, so why not just make sure there was an extra platter out? He at least had the four necessary because of his brothers and his father.
IC Date: December 25th, Clark's Birthday
@Alyssea Brown
The Baird-Carter House
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The House
The House
Upon approaching the insert name home. You would see several giant trees going just around the house. That would be a small garden just around the giant tree that’s close to the front door. The sidewalk and the driveway will be cracked. The garage door has not been painted or repaired, in like, seven years. At least, according, to one of his fathers. There were several windows, most of them were in the front of the house. Some, looking just outside, around the back. there was one, for the cellar. But they have the cellar locked up. It, the cellar, had been locked up for as long as the buildings been around. No one has been down there since the buildings had been built. The front door was simply just wooden. You would see wooden pieces lined up along 3/4 of the house. For one room, at least, the exterior walls are bricks. No one ever went into the garage, with a car anyways. So it was, re-purposed as a room. With the garage door bolted down.
The Bathroom
Do you ever say that you like the bathroom? Well, I have a surprise for you. Have you thought about shag carpeting all over the floors in and on the toilet? Well, it’s a dream. Come true! Green carpeting everywhere. The trashcan present, is wooden lined with red fabric among the inside. There were no mirrors, in this bathroom. Why? Well, that’s a good question. Truth be told, I don’t know either. there was a bouquet of flowers hanging down from the ceiling, some lotion, and stuff on the shelf right about the toilet. Some candles onto on the toilet lid. And then a towel rack and stuff. Just write besides the toilet. and yes, there are some… mint, in a bowl near the toilet. The wallpaper was rather strange, so no one ever paid any mind to it.
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The Bathroom
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The Study
The Study
The study was a room that was pretty much white all over, but the exception of the furniture. While most of the furniture had a trim of the color, white Dash they all had one thing in common the color green. There are two chairs in there, a drawer that had stacks of paper, some pencils, some ink, some quills, and a stamp with the lettering of CB on it. It was also a couch in there, but it was really all white, with the exception of zebra striped pillows rested up against the back of the couch. there was a lamp, why does it could be. Almost as if it just came off the factory line. The curtains used in that room, were scarce. It was dark blue and white. The shutters used were white and pretty much, build up the entire room.
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The Living Room
The living room, was just as strange as the other rooms, but still just as admirable. The fireplace, a simple, fun, gave up enough room. When the fire was lit, he gave the illusion of a nice, warm, loving home. And that is Clark’s favorite place to be. the mantle was white. Just about the mantle and surrounding it was rocks. Then the hearth, usually had a fern or tree on it depending on the occasion, in the heart was made of tiles. Red tiles with the white caulk. if you are not a big fan of vintage, and you probably would not like Clark’s home. It was like a nice suburban home that was stuck in the 70s. The living room in the kitchen with the two places that you would normally hear 70s Pop music playing. The couches had a back frame made of wood. The cushions were yellow. The pillows were mix, yellow, red, orange, pink, and white. The coffee table in the middle of the two couches that were there, was wooden and small. It did have a yellow top to it. Normally some bowls left behind. The flooring in the living room. Was all carpeting. Literally every room in the house at carpet flooring. They might be different colors though. And on top of that carpeting in the living room, there was a rug placed on top of it, where the couches in the coffee table stood.
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The Living Room
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The Kitchen
The Kitchen
That kitchen, has salmon, red, white, and blue carpet. The pantries and cabinets are made of void. The wallpaper seem to be a bunch of clocks or rather drinks. There is always two seats set on one of the counters. And with those two seats, or two set plates. There is also a sink right next to them, ensure they ever figured out why they actually needed the sink right next to them while they were eating. But it’s nice to have. There was an old, teapot kettle, residing on the stove, and an old mixer, right between the stove in the other counter up against the wall. Spices, relayed in order in the first pantry above the bowl that held their cookies. There was always a fern hanging over, some of the salt, the vinegar, pepper, etc. There is also a portrait, and just to be in a picture frame put on top of the cabinets.
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The Room
The Dining Room
The dining room is red, white, yellow, and green. Or rather the walls of the dining room or the colors. The curtain was predominantly yellow with tiny black polkadots. There was a small lamp on small little table/desk in the corner of the dining room. The table, held eight people. The table itself would consider the chairs. But two ends of the table, the short end, where, yes wood, unique compared to the long side. It had a metal handle, rather two, for opening up on a alleged drawer- if they’re even a drawer in its place. Instead, it seemed that it they just kept the visible part of the drawer and removed the part where you put your stuff in. the chairs were unique, unlike multiple of the chairs that he had seen at his Muggle friends houses. It did have cushioning, like some of his friends, but the cushions matched the curtains. And so did the placemats and napkins are usually red. The silverware is sliver and there is always a glass on the table for unique occasions, but they never used it, and instead used informal glass jars in their place. Every season, there is always a candle on both ends of the table length wise. But in the center of the table, there was probably gonna be a cornucopia, a basket of flowers, pumpkin, a small little aluminum tree, etc.
The Master Bedroom
The master bedroom, was where his fathers resided, when it came to nighttime. To be honest, anytime after seven, is like bedtime for them. There is a small bookshelf, filled with scrapbooks, parenting guides, puzzle, notebooks, Etc. On the table right next to it, would be considered their desk. As always the furniture was wood in some way shape or form. The lamp what is made of brass and had a nightshade that was black. This was the only room that had a working ceiling fan, quite rare to find it in a house like they were looking for. They’re bad, was a queen size bed. The sheets and blankets were different colors, yes, but seem to go well together. The blanket fit better with the wallpaper being brown and blue. But the blanket matched it’s pillows by adding an extra color, yellow. The sheets were white and pink stripes. The carpeting in their room, what does if they had some thing in their carpets all the time, even when it was purely clean. There was a painting, put up on the wall right above the bed, usually of a tree. But sometimes there are other paintings in its place, but when guests come over, all they see is the tree.
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Master Bedroom
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The Room
Clark's Bedroom
Clark’s bedroom was like a slew yellow, red, and blue. It was thrown all over the room, it seems. In his closet, he has a small glass bottle with a real small wooden boat that he put together. But it wasn’t perfect, so he didn’t like to have it out when people came over. His desk and back to his bed was blue. The top of his desk was yellow. The walls were either yellow or white, and the frames would alternate whether the wall was white or yellow. They were tiny star of the cores that were hung up on the walls that were red. There was a poster put up on the wall as well. The chairs at his desk, or unlike all the other chairs in the house. This one had a metal back to it and it wasn’t even a literal back. The seat was yellow. His curtains, weren’t literally curtains. Her drapes of a specific kind, that are vertical instead of horizontal. the carpeting in this room is, again, a slew different colors. With the exception of a race, car, football, and a referee. This was a sports room. His bed with smaller than anyone else’s in the house. His bedframe was weird, but it’s blue.
Ben's Bedroom
His brothers bedroom, Was green. It was more of an earthy look. There’s not a lot of ways to describe this, aside from his bed, being bigger than Clark’s, and having a green blanket on it, with the bedskirt being brown. Which would remind you of a tree perhaps. There’s a fern sitting on top of a small stool, a chair right next to it with yellow cushioning and a brighter, yellow pillows. Have a box of different colors usually stain in the primary colors on the bookshelf. There are flowers on the bookshelf as well, and his bookshelf was right on top of his dresser. underwear and socks were on the top left drawer. Shirts were in the bottom left drawer, and pants were in the center left drawers. Any other clothes that he didn’t normally wear, would be in the right drawers. However, when it comes to used underwear and socks, he will put it in the top right drawer. There is a desk right next to it, that had a quill, piece of paper, some ink. The wallpaper was almost as if there was a bunch of wreaths on top of a lighter green background. The carpet was yellow.
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Simon's Bedroom
Simon's Bedroom
Simon’s bedroom, was a little different than Ben’s bedroom. The bookshelf, on top of the dresser, was still a standard thing between the two older brothers. But Simon had a lot more books on his bookshelves. The second dresser like thing, was like a cabinet, where is Simon would keep some of his things. The bed was the same size as ben and what is plaid with three major colors. Yellow, red and green. The top of his walls in his room had a framing – not literally a frame, but rather piece of wallpaper. It gave the illusion that there were plants. There was no plant life in Simmons wrong.. The bedside desk was the same color as the cabinet, bookshelf, and dresser. It was nothing special. There was a lamp on that desk that was brass and then had a green lampshade on it. There are no chairs or anything in Simon’s room. The carpet was the same color as Ben’s room. Guess where this room is held? The garage, correct.
The Baird Family
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DOB: Apr/20/1988
Octavius Baird
Octavius Baird, kindred amongst all. People knew him for his kindness, his generosity. His perfection that he instilled in the perspective he gave. He showed it was okay to be happy, to be gay, without being targeted. He would be the first warm embrace, someone there to show that he loves you. And your choices. Coming over to the Baird-Carter house, would symbolize- happiness. Love. Joy. He believed that kids should be treated as adults, and therefore, respect would be returned. With the exception of one thing... Clark William Baird- was alone with Carter for a bit of time- as Octavious seemed to be a coward- that he actually had a child- thanks to his recent insight he finally took to heart- he returned, and married Carter, officially- on the 28th of February, in 2017. But prior the official marriage, he cheated on his ex-wife, for Joseph Carter- and eventually got a divorce. When Clark was adopted- as well as his two other siblings- he avoided them for a bit before officially marrying Carter.
Joseph Carter
Joseph Carter, the lucky husband who married Octavius Baird- a bit after his divorce- was as childish as could be. He enjoyed comedy, of any kind. But mostly preferred pranks- as a matter of fact, when he was younger... he pulled pranks in the neighborhood! His mom was not a fan of his childish humor- and would respond to any of his pranks with something similar to "what you pulled- should stay in the schoolyard- no matter where you are. It shall not be done here or in the neighborhood- the kids will thank you for that- but most importantly, the moms." Clark just loved to prank people- and loved to goof off- and met Octavius Baird at a local restraunt- where they would meet and date. Carter had just adopted Clark, Ben, and Simon- when shortly after- he discovered his fiancé was avoiding him- until he returned, and they had their marriage on February 28th, 2017.
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DOB: Nov/29/1986
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DOB: Sept/15/2007
Simon Baird-Carter
Simon Baird-Carter was a muggleborn who was adopted on January 1st, 2017- along with Ben Baird-Carter- shortly before becoming a brother to Clark. He was only four years older than Clark- being 10 at the time of adoption- when Clark was 6. Simon was didn't get to learn so much as he'd desire to- since he was limited to what the muggles had to teach- and the ability to go to Hogwarts was only up to what his guardian had to say- and that was no. When he got adopted- he learned of the magic his new family had to provide- to teach Simon more than he could ever happen to learn. Simon was a subbordiate jerk at times- but mostly someone who had the intention of sibling love or family love in every motive and action.
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Ben Baird-Carter
Also an adopted (as of January 1st 2017) Muggleborn, he was also raised like Simon was- as a matter of fact- they were together most of their lives. Raised in the same place- same guardian. Same "no to hogwarts" thing. He gained his oppertunity once Carter adopted Ben and Simon- as well as Clark. He wasn't a huge fan of immaturity- but he was always the type that would steal something of yours and blame it on someone else- even the dog. Especially if he stole your homework. He looked up to the adults- but would lie to their faces if it came down to him being in trouble- and yet- he was always the trusted one- the one that the adults could rely on- or thought they could.
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DOB: July/09/2008
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DOB: Dec/25/2011
Clark William Baird-Carter
Adopted at the end of January 2017, he was officially a Baird-Carter... even if he had Baird blood in him- but since Carter adopted him- he was an official Baird-Carter. He has a tendency to show those who he respects- love. But those who he doesn't like- or refuses to allow respect towards or recieve respect from- he hates and will misbehave. But Clark wasn't someone who pranked someone just for fun- he would get sent to detention just over lack of respect. His parents aren't exactly satisfied with Clark's behavior in school. Secretly, but not public- Clark was homesick. He wanted to see his brothers here- but couldn't as he was always in class- or always somewhere else.
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You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ Hogwarts Hufflepuff.
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And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
Sure, Octavius woke up at around six that morning, but it was no big deal. Anything for his treasured son. He was going to make this birthday-Christmas day breakfast spectacular, while also try to figure out how they're going to do dinner later. Perhaps they'll go stop by a muggle cafe or something or stop by the Baird House.

He slowly turned the doorknob to Clark's room and opened it just a smidge to take a peek at Clark, to see if he were still sleeping. And he was. If Clark was sleeping heavily, he had at least two to three hours to set up, but if Clark was sleeping lightly, he did have about thirty minutes. Either way, he was prepared to get things done.

He went into the basement, behind a wall of boxes meant to hold the Christmas decor and lights once the holiday was over, was Clark's presents for his birthday and presents for the rest of the family on Christmas. He also got Roadkill a present but slapped Clark's name on it so it seemed like he actually got something for his girlfriend. How irresponsible was that boy to not even ponder giving her a heartfelt gift for their first few months as a couple.

The man spent about five minutes walking up and down the basement stairs carrying his arms full of presents, depositing them under and around the tree. When he was done bringing up the Christmas presents, he only had to make one more trip to the basement and back, however it wasn't going under the tree. It was Clark's birthday presents.

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He peeked through a small crack through Clark's door, to make sure he was still asleep. Okay, good. he was. It was only seven thirty (7:30am), so he might as well get the coffee started and perhaps make breakfast.

Eggs were made scrambled, bacon was being cooked, flapjack was being made, waffle was also being made, breadsticks coated with butter and- well- seasoned with garlic powder, oregano, parsley, basil, and thyme. Octavius also made biscuits with fried chicken and a maple-bacon walnut coffee cake.

All he had to do now was continue making the bacon and eggs, as he planned on having lots for the breakfast, and to make the coffee as well as set out a pitcher of grapefruit juice. (reference)

He heard footsteps and looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 10. He couldn't believe time flew by quickly as he was making breakfast. "Good morning birthday boy! I'll go wake up Simon and Ben." Octavius said, walking past Clark and letting him take a look around and to enjoy the smell of fresh food being made and of coffee.

He approached Ben's door. "Ben. Get up. It's almost 10, look presentable." He turned around and knocked on Simon's door. "Get up you sleepy head before I come in there and wake you up."

𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗁
𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇
𝙊𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ HoM Profess
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And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
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december 25th 2023; interacting with @Clark Baird and @Octavius Baird
Being invited to a teacher's home for brunch was singlehandedly the most jarring experience of Alyssea's life. The owl was met with weird looks from her brother and the poor girl was red from trying to avoid his stare. It took a few faux throws with the fork to get him to stop. Her parents were equally intrigued by the invitation, asking her endlessly if she was interested in this Clark boy.

She was not, thank you very much, and it took years of convincing her parents for them to stop asking.

Still, her father offered to accompany her to the house and also bring a present. They'd gone out to buy a "Wreck This Journal", something Alyssea believed Clark would make incredible use of with his penchant for destruction. Her brother laughed some more.

As they arrived at the address on the letter, Alyssea inhaled deeply. She was here for Clark's birthday, not a Christmas brunch. It had originally been scheduled for breakfast but Alyssea argued that she would sleep in after midnight celebrations. Her mother agreed and they managed to change the times.

Her father put his arms around her and gave a little squeeze. "Don't be nervous."

Alyssea rolled her eyes. "I'm not."

Her father shrugged and proceeded to knock on the door. When it did open, Alyssea stood behind him and tried to look busy, looking everywhere but inside the Bairds' home. It was pretty cold despite the warm jacket and scarf she was wearing. Hopefully the house was warm inside, whether by heater or a fire. Once all the niceties had been settled, her father turned to her and gestured inside.

Alyssea gave a smile. "Merry Christmas."

“I hope she'll be a fool — that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
Clark looked at his father and grinned. "Thanks dad." He was still tired so he did have a look of grogginess on him, but it was- in the long run- nothing super huge, he knew that fatigue would fall away, after a few minutes anyways.

He looked on the counters, the boy happy to see all of his favorites for breakfast, well, with the exception for the coffee cake, he didn't like coffee cake. "Yeah, you go do that." Clark said, distracted at the food as his father went to wake up his brothers.

While his father was doing that, he heard a knock at the door and his brother, Ben, walked out of the room shirtless, and opened the front door. Clark saw that and realized it was his girlfriend. "Ben, go! Get dressed you bloody idiot." The part goblin decided to take advantage of that opportunity of his brother walking off and approached the girl. "Yesss, Merry Christmas to you too." He said, looking as sweet and innocent as possible.

He saw an older man close to the girl, and he decided to proclaim loudly. "Hello my dear sir, are you her brother, you look so young! Say, my girlfriend, why don't you come inside?"

Did he try to embarrass the girl, yes. Did he care whether it worked or not at that very moment, not really.

"Come into the kitchen, we have breakfast made. And you my dear sir, can have a cup of coffee if you wish. Me and Alyssea can have the grapefruit juice, unless you permit her to have coffee at this age."

You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ Hogwarts Hufflepuff.
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And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
Octavius grew tired of standing outside of Simon's door, trying to tell him to get up as there were guests coming any minute. The man turned the doorknob and saw Simon still asleep on the bed. "Come on kiddo! We need to assign you a bedtime it looks like." Simon still wasn't awake so the father did what he didn't want to do and pulled the blanket off of Simon and turned on the lights. "Get out of bed. Now."

He heard knocking, then heard his son telling Ben to get dressed. Was today going to be a disaster because of the older brothers, god damn it. He wanted today to be the perfect day for Clark, no matter how stingy the child was. It was his birthday after all!

He repeated himself, but instead lowered his voice. "Simon Jake Baird-Carter. Get the hell out of the bed. NOW." Ugh, he really didn't want to do anything today. "Or I will make sure that you don't get to open presents today." Sure, it was a lame punishment but it was enough to get Simon out of bed.

"Great. Get dressed and I will see you in the kitchen. It sounds like our guests are here." He stated, tiredly walking out of the bedroom, leaving the door open.

He walked towards Clark and offered his hand (for handshake) to the man that accompanied Alyssea. "Hey! Clark! Roadkil------" He realized that if this man didn't understand the context behind it he could set off a bad impression on the man. He tried to think of a way to save himself. "Roadkill is bad for us! Did you know that? Don't be picking them up off the road next time!" He pondered once again trying to think of her literal name. "Alyssea! I'm happy to see you here! I'm just going to wait for-" He said, raising his voice with the next few words, "SIMON AND BEN TO GET DRESSED-" now lowering his voice, "before I join you guys in eating breakfast. You guys are more than welcome to start eating, and I don't know if your dad lets you have coffee, but I do have grapefruit juice just in case. If you guys stay later today, we have a dinner that we'd love for you guys to join us for."
OOC: I have edited the first post to have the information on the Baird-Carter house (description) and a bit of information on the family members... ignoring Joseph Carter because of the divorce)

𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗁
𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇
𝙊𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ HoM Profess
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And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
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december 25th 2023; interacting with @Clark Baird and @Octavius Baird
Her father chuckled. "That's a compliment coming from you. But no, she has a brother at home," he said, referring to Clark's comment about looking young. Alyssea bit her lip as she suppressed a laugh. Her dad literally had white hair. Young? Not in his dictionary. "No, I'm her father. Would it be alright if I came inside as well?"

A sister sounded good right about now. From the sounds of everything, it seemed Clark did not have any sisters.

The address of 'girlfriend' was the worst considering Alyssea and Clark had never talked about what they were. Girlfriend? Really? Alyssea had half a mind to throw the book she'd so nicely wrapped for him.

Back to reality, her father nodded. "Coffee sounds good. And no, Alyssea should not be having coffee."

Alyssea passed the wrapped book to him, shooting glares as they walked in. "Why would you say that?" She whisper-shouted.

Before she could hear an answer, good ol' Professor Baird came down to greet them. She bowed her head slightly. "Good morning, professor." She immediately regretted greeting him so nicely as he went on a tangent about 'roadkill' and how it was bad for you. No crap, Sherlock.

Her father continued with his happy-go-lucky appearance. "Dinner is too much, it's alright. We've got things to do later."

Good, she thought, I don't exactly want to be here much longer. Alyssea hoped Clark's other brothers would be more tolerable, lest she starts losing hair in the middle of brunch. She turned to Clark and cleared her throat, changing up her expression simultaneously. "So, what's for brunch?"

“I hope she'll be a fool — that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
"Well sir," Octavius continued his Roadkill talk. "I say that little blurb about roadkill because she brought in a dead raccoon that day she was about thirty minutes late for class." Completely bogus. Sure, he didn't need to make the situation any worse but he was more so worried about saving his own butt after the shit he pulled at Hogwarts during his employment.

He moved on. It was time for them to get seated. He pulled out a chair from the table, gesturing for Alyssea to take a seat. Now, he wouldn't have pushed the chair in, as he just moved on to pull out the chair for her dad. Like he did for Alyssea, he didn't push it in, he just gestured for that seat to be his and moved on, without looking back to see if they sat down.

He grabbed a glass from Alyssea's placement and filled it up with grapefruit juice. Octavius placed her filled glass on the counter behind him, obscuring the view of whatever was behind him. The kitchen island (the counters that aren't touching the wall but are instead in the middle of the room) reached out towards the hallway, being long enough for things to sneak past view. He grabbed a mug out from the cabinets and pulled the coffee pot off out of the machine just to pour the steaming hot coffee into the white mug. "Sugar? You can just grab that out of the cabinets, take as much as you wish. Creamer, while I don't have any unique flavors, vanilla might work? If you want it, it's in the refrigerator. When you have muggle neighbors, you do need to live like a muggle unfortunately."

Octavius gestured for Simon and Ben to take a seat at the table and he filled up their glasses with grapefruit juice. "No coffee for you two, I overheard your conversation before they arrived. I don't want to have to embarrass you in front of guests."

He took note of their slouch in the chairs as a sign of him finally getting that victory. He looked at Alyssea. "Don't worry, they won't hurt you. IF they do when you return to Hogwarts, please write to me as soon as possible!"

𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗁
𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇
𝙊𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ HoM Profess
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Sure, maybe he was being kind by complimenting the old man but for the hell of it, he just backed out (a potential sign of being rude). "Haha, I find that hard to believe! You look so young! If you don't mind..." His eyes dashed back and forth across the room. "I'll be right back. I'm going to the bathroom. Don't mind me."

He went into the bathroom, waiting for his father to fill up Alyssea's drink. He told his brothers about what his plan was and they helped him get it off of the top of the shelf in the bathroom the previous night by moving it down to the bottom of the shelves behind the towels. He mentally thanked Simon and Ben.

He decided to take advantage of this opportunity and the four foot tall goblin tip-toed into the kitchen, out of the bathroom and throughout the hallway with the amortentia potion in his back pocket.

Only one dose was enough to cause her to become infatuated with him, his father had once told him. When he saw his father put the glass behind him, he waited until he turned back around to face his future girlfriend and her father. When he put the coffee pot back, making conversation with both her and her father, he took a quick risk grabbing the juice off of the counter behind the obscured view of his father blocking the way and he quietly poured in the amortentia potion as he crouched down behind his father and the island to continue the obscurity of his crime. A light trickling sound was made and he was happy his father's voice was drowning it out. Finally the last of that dose was out of the vial.

Clark stood up as if he came from nowhere and just gave the glass to Alyssea, acting like nothing had happened, the empty vial in his back pocket. "Here you go, thank you again for coming out." His smile grew bigger and bigger and he just looked absolutely overjoyed, his brows lightened. From first glance you could probably interpret it as Clark simply being happy, too excited to finally have someone come out to the house.

He continued to stare at the girl waiting for her to take a sip.

You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ Hogwarts Hufflepuff.
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And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
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december 25th 2023; interacting with @Clark Baird and @Octavius Baird
Alyssea's jaw dropped, appalled at Professor Baird's blatant lie. First off, there were no raccoons around Hogwarts and second, she would never. Her father's laugh made her exasperated but she heard him whisper 'that's absurd' before she went to defend herself. At least he knew it would never be true.

She sat down at the table. The utensils were looking very, very nice at that moment and she pretended not to hear anything, too preoccupied by the utensils. Her father, on the other hand, got up and made himself a coffee.

The mention of owling Clark's father about Clark's other brothers raised an eyebrow. "Are you not returning to Hogwarts after the winter break, sir?" She asked. It was strange. Who would be their astronomy professor? Was Headmaster Lear and Deputy Headmistress Jensen already working to find his replacement? There were already a lot of new hires around Hogwarts, so to have more was an even bigger upheaval. Goodness, when was anything ever going to settle at Hogwarts?

Clark came back holding a drink for her which she enthusiastically took. "Thanks. What is it? It looks like grape."
Did Alyssea see Clark slip the potion?
Clark acc d20(19)+8 = 27
Alyssea wis d20(13)+8 = 21
27 > 21, Clark slips the potion unnoticed
She took one last glance at it before taking a tentative sip. After a few seconds, she took yet another sip to evaluate the taste.
Does Alyssea resist the effects of Amortentia?
DC: 27*
Alyssea resist d20(8)+6=14, failed
Alyssea is in love with Clark
When she laid eyes on Clark, her brain did a backflip. Why... why did he look cute? A slight blush formed on her cheeks, her heart raced, and sweat formed on her palms. She looked away and took another sip of the drink, trying to distract herself from all these thoughts of Clark.

Her father returned with his cup of coffee and looked at her with that dad look like something was wrong. "Are you alright?" Her father asked.

Alyssea pretended not to smile as her feelings almost spilled out of her mouth. "Mhm. Splendid."

Her father hummed. "What's the drink?"

Alyssea shrugged which then prompted her father to put his coffee down and take it out of her hand. She didn't mind; she was still trying to figure out what was going on with her heart. Her father's eyes widened after he sniffed the cup. "New books and ink," he whispered. Alyssea's ears were quite good, though.

She tilted her head to the side. The drink didn't smell like that to her, though. She was still avoiding Clark's gaze, nervous now about how she looked. Had it not been the middle of winter, one of her dresses would've been nice to wear!

Meanwhile, her father looked at Clark and gently asked, "What is this?"
*Note: the resistance DC is 27 because it's Octavius' ARC (15) + 12 since he originally made the potion rather than using Clark's ARC. Either way, Alyssea would not have survived it.

“I hope she'll be a fool — that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
And That Sweet City Woman, She Moves Through The Light PV Alyssea Closed
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Clark's eyes lit up with a wicked glint as he saw Alyssea taking that drink. It was kind of appealing, but also kind of stupid for Clark to do so. He saw her father take a sniff of the cup, the juice, and Clark murmured. He was busted, wasn't he? Hopefully her father was stupid enough to not know the potion, but then again, it's a rather infamous potion...

Oh shit, what was he going to say? He looked at Alyssea, his eyes lingering on her face. "I love you Lizzy..."

He did not want to answer her father, but maybe if he could give an answer that was satisfactory.. or semi-realistic he could ward him away or deviate him from the spiked juice.

"Uhh, it's just grapefruit juice.. there's nothing fancy in it! Mister Brown! I promise you, there's nothing in the grapefruit juice!" There would be an empty vial in his clutched hand behind his back, his arms trying to recede as far back as it can, but it would only make Clark look more suspicious.

"Lizzy, did I say I love you? You really are the prettiest girl I've ever known. You're so gorgeous that you could make the sun melt from your own radiant beauty, give the sun a run for its money."

He attempted to stand on his tippy-toes, but lost his balance, finding himself falling backwards and the glass being dropped and shattering right behind him. Nay, as he landed on the ground, there were no glass shards on his back, but on the sides of his body.

He remembered something he told to the hufflepuff at the Lake. It went something like this.. ”I must be a criminal because I felon love with you.”
@Octavius Baird @Alyssea Brown

You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ Hogwarts Hufflepuff.
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