Closed Teach Me How to Fly PV Linda Ramirez

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Time: 06:00 - 09:00
Banner by: Ara Villa
Date: 02/03/25
Dialogue: #696969, thoughts
As the birds began to tweet outside, Azzure determined that maybe its time to put plans into action. Sighing she stood up from the table in the Library and softly closed the door of the library behind her, taking care to make as least of a sound as posible. The last thing Azzy wanted after all this was to get sent to detention for sneaking out so late last night.

But in anycase. The midnight escapade truly did a number at Azzure's hunger. Its not like she's a big eater, if anything she can go a bit longer than most when it comes to not eating but at the same time, she usually never had to walk down hundreds of stairs to get literally anywhere. Azzure sighed, her stomach grumbling in protest as she began the walk to the great hall.


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In a silent hallway
As Azzy walked through the hallways of Hogwarts, she saw the trophies and medles that were displayed in the hallway. Quidich, Broom Racing, Dueling, so many awards from so many different generations. For the first time since coming to hogwarts, she's finally having a moment to herself, and everything feels so... lonely.

Her steps echoed in the barren halls, the world was silent, too silent... She didn't even know what she was here. Other people she's met have parents from Hogwarts, and she.. she has nothing. Her parent's weren't even from Hogwarts, why was she even here? 'Did she even want to become a broom racer? No, why does that matter? Carry yourself with pride Azzy, thats the way you're taught to..'

The world fell way, her steps stopped. A burn began to form in the corner of her eyes. The burning got sharper until pearls of sorrow fell onto her shoe. Rasping filled the corridor its silence broken by sobs. But then the leaves outside ruffled, and world span once more. Azzure turned to look at the sound, but the sun blinded her eyes. 'Ah... I forgot, its morning now.'


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The Great Hall
Azzy stood against the ledge of the corridor, the sun shining on her back The hall wasn't exactly bustling, but as the clock stricked 7, a few early birds started walking in the halls, no doubt going to the common room to eat.

Azzure rolled her head back, letting the soft breeze caress her face, before she joined the small crowd of people in the Great Hall.

The great hall was near empty, ‘cept for a few others who seemed to just want to take their breakfast and leave. Azzure kept to herself, quietly scouting out those in the room for people she knew, which there weren't as much as the people in hogwarts are unique, not much shared her passion for early mornings.

But either way, breakfast came and went without a hitch, which was unexpected. After sneaking out during bedtime Azzy really thought she'd be found and get sent to detention. But in any case, she had something to do now.


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Outdoor Club Area
Why is Azzure doing this? She doesn't know either. From the social anxiety to the awkwardness, to not even knowing how to be around this many people so much older than her, all the cards were all stacked in favor of her being another outcast. But for some unbeknownst reason, that hasn't prophecy hasn't come to fruition yet.

As Azzure made her way to the halls, she recalled her plan.

1) Head to the outdoor courtyard and go to the broom racing track
2) wait for linda and observe how she flies
3) if anxiety allows it, go up to her and ask her for advice.


Though Azzure had read about her earlier, she knew she didn't know Linda. At least not in any substantial way, and definitely not enough to just go up to her on random.

When Azzure finally reached the outdoor club area, she was happy to find that the sun had calmed down a little bit, though the little sunlight still caused her vision to blur around the edges. But that wasn't much of a problem, at least nothing Azzure hasn't already dealt with. Azzure just had to be a little more careful when making her way to the bleachers.

Because of the way that the sunlight blurred her vision, Azzure didn’t see that Linda was already on the broom racing tracks, practicing, until Azzy sat down on the spectator bleachers by the track. However, not even a minute after she sat down, the sun suddenly returned; shining down full force on the outdoor club area. In a flash, Azzure’s vision went from slightly blurry to literally unable to make out anything but spots of color '...well shi

“I really need to get sunglasses.” Azzure muttered under her breath. Azzy knew that continuing to stay here was a death sentence for her vision, yet leaving now, after everything she’s done, it wouldn’t just be a waste, it would be stupid. Azzure closed her eyes, letting the sunlight wash over her.

“What do I do now?” Azzure chuckled, the answer was clear. So painfully clear, but also it was the one thing Azzure is scared of doing. ‘Step 3, go up to Linda and ask her for advice.’ Azzure opened her eyes, trying to look for linda, but no matter how hard she tried to focus and look for Linda, all she saw were blobs of color surrounded by white light.

‘Come on Azzure, don’t be a baby. The worse this can be is awkward. You’ve dealt with way worse than a little chat with your idol.’ Azzure thought, internally pumping herself up. Filled with renewed excitement, Azzure quickly stood up and took a tentative step. But she never felt the next step, instead, her foot was only met with air. Before Azzure could even process what happened, Azzure began to hurl down the spectator bleachers, her back and sides coming in contact with the wood of the bleachers until she landed on the ground to the side of the broom racing tracks.

The soreness of her body made it impossible for her to stand lest she faint from the pain. She knew her back and sides were heavily bruised at best. It felt like a joke, even now she couldn't get a break. Azzure internally cursed whatever god there may be for giving her the worst luck in all human history. Azzy knew that all prospects of a normal conversation with Linda were gone now, Azzure has more… pressing things to deal with. Azzure laid on the floor, in pain, can’t see, can’t stand. More than pride, she needs help.

“This is going to be a long day.”


Reducio
Word Count: 1167
This is an RP with: @Linda Ramirez
OOC Note: Its finally here after 6 months!! Thank you for being patient with me Linda :D

iNPC: Shiori Kaito
"The problem, Dear Brutus, is ourselves"
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