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Emily gave Colin a tight hug and his heart thumped! He smiled and returned the gesture. Emily was clearly a hugger! Colin reckoned he could get used to that very easily! He put his arm around Emmi. It just seemed like the most natural thing ever. He took a moment to look around. There were loads of other kids, but nothing really registered beyond him and Emmi.

"So you did come after all!" she said.

"Of course!" he replied, smiling brightly.

"I thought you'd be off elsewhere today."

Colin leaned his head on Emmi's. "Wh--- Where else would I be?" he asked. Colin sighed and said softly: "Eyes of Sky." He honestly couldn't think of anywhere else he'd rather be! "I mean. You're here! So that's where I what to be!" Colin ruffled Emmi's hair slightly and turned to look at her. He wiggled in his chair. Her eyes really were very beautiful. And the rest of her was too! He gave her a nose doop and laughed merrily. "Anyway! I'm just glad we're here together!"

She asked about Cursa.

"Pfft. Lazy bones that one!" Colin shrugged. "He's off nosing around the school." Colin rolled his eyes, draping himself across the back of the chair dramatically. "Probably heading towards the library! Honestly! He and Liam could live in a library. Though I was thinking. It would be fun to duel with him some time! Cursa I mean. I reckon he knows a few tricks."

Colin thought back to Emily's duel, just a few days previously, and to his own over the years. "I just hope I won't set meself on fire! Say! Emmi! We should practice some time! I think that would be brilliant!"

@Emily Shephard

Actions: Happy with Eyes of Sky!
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 12 | Arcane Power: 7 | Accuracy: 12

February 14th 2025
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
@Colin McCoire

Colin's energy and expression were infectious that soon, Emily was beaming back at him with just as much fervour. She melted into his arms, feeling comfortable as he laid his head on top of her. Colin had truly become one of those friends for Emily where they were just big teddy bears on the inside. Much like Scout - and herself - Colin was one of them. She giggled when he booped her nose. She can't remember a time where someone had done that to her before.

"I mean. You're here! So that's where I what to be!" he said to her. Emily couldn't help the cheesy grin she made when Colin ruffled her hair. She slowly went pink when she debated in her head whether or not to say what she was thinking next. In the end, she did.

"W-Well... You have a girlfriend, right? At least, I remember you talking about one..." Her eyes fell downwards as she said it. She didn't know if she was more worried about saying something that was completely wrong, or something that was too personal, or both.

However, with Colin being the loud lad he was, her remark was quickly buried under Colin's response about Cursa. So Cursa was a library fan as well? And Liam?? Huh. Emily could easily see her getting along well with those two then if that was true.

"You know, I probably could too. Books have been my life for a long time. The same with nature," she said, smiling with nostalgia as she pictured little baby Emily faffing around with books bigger than her in the public library.

Then Colin brought up the idea of a duel and Emily swallowed. Ugh. She wanted nothing more to do with duelling after the complete dumpster fire that was Her Last Duel. But the prospect of practicing with Colin and Cursa... It sounded better than humiliating herself out on the piste in front of a live audience.

"You'd really want to practice with me?" she asked. "Even though I'm just... Decent?"

"Decent" was being polite given that her and her team did win their last match. Still, Emily was of firm believe that her wand was better off being shelved after setting herself on fire and knocking herself out cold last time.

She smiled a little. "I don't think I'd mind that... But be warned. I'm still not very good."

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Stats: Stamina: 7|Evasion: 7|Strength: 6|Wisdom: 8|Arcane Power: 7|Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

Colin laughed merrily. "Lassie, I know you love books! Remember? I only met about a hundred of your books face to face! Gosh! That was so much fun wasn't it! Heheh. Remember how Scout glared at us! Brilliant!" Colin's eyes glinted. "I'm sure she hates me, mind," Colin said. His shoulders slumped just for a moment. But his expression turned gay almost immediately. "Anyway! That's life at Hoggys, right?

Colin was super excited when Emily said she'd like to practice duelling with him! He nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Honestly, ye're not just decent! You're pretty awesome! I mean, yeah, ye bonk yerself with yer own magic sometimes, but who doesn't do that from time to time?" Colin gave her a big smile. "I've even set meself on fire a couple times!" Colin looked thoughtful for a moment. "I reckon it all comes down to forgetting where to aim ---"

Colin stopped suddenly.

He stared at Emmi.

Wait.

"Wait." Colin blinked. Back up a bit, he thought. Not very good? No before that bit. Duelling? No, before that bit too! Was it the bit about the books? Books were cool! He wondered what Emmi liked to read. Part of his brain piped up just then, getting ready to ask Emily about books! No! NO! Not the books! Before that bit too! Wait. What came before the books?

"W-Well... You have a girlfriend, right?"

It hit Colin just then. He didn't have a girlfriend. A small sigh escaped his lips. Not anymore. Anyway, Emmi had stolen his heart a while back! "I---" Colin looked around for Casey. He knew the Ilvermorny kid would be around somewhere! Had he said something to Emmi? Colin had told both him and Cursa, as well as that dratted first year Meyra, that he'd fallen in love with Emily!

"I---"

Wait. Did she --- know!?

Colin turned red. His heart thumped madly!

"Er!"

Colin bit his lip. Why was this soooo hard? He would do anything for Emmi! He'd adventured in the forest and fixed her nose and destroyed the evil potion! He would stand between her and any evil creature or person! He looked up into Emily's eyes. His green eyes meeting her hazel eyes. He wanted to shout YES! AND SHE'S SITTING IN YOUR CHAIR! But --- was it Casey's warning that kept him silent?

@Emily Shephard

Actions: Happy with Eyes of Sky!
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 12 | Arcane Power: 7 | Accuracy: 12

February 14th 2025
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
@Colin McCoire

Emily laughed sheepishly when Colin brought up the delightful memory of how they met. Thinking back to then and looking at him now, it hardly feels like much has changed. Colin is still as hyper now as when he first crashed into Emily all that time ago. But on the other hand... He's been vulnerable with her. She's been vulnerable with him. They've shared good times and stuck together during less favourable ones. Even now, after Emily had been put through and most likely put other people through as a result, Colin was still looking out for her.

She looked up at Colin softly. Sometimes, she felt he was far too good to be hanging around her. Especially when there wasn't much she could give to him in return.

Colin brought up Scout. Emily chuckled and shook her head. "Scout doesn't hate you! Not really. I think she's just not used to trying to keep up with such rambunctious energy such as yours. She's actually quite lovely when you get to know her. And when you do, you'll realise she's just a protective knight in shining armour in her own little way! I mean, she used to hate Casey, and I mean really despise him! She even jinxed him back at summer camp last year because the two of them would act like cats and dogs in the early days of knowing each other! But look at them now... They get along really well! I think spending time with her in a room with just the two of you could help you and her get along better!"

Because if subjecting Casey to that form of therapy said anything about Emily's stance on company, is that you have to start tolerating people to a degree at some point!

While she listened with more stifled laughter as Colin recounted courageous tales of setting himself on fire during duels, he suddenly stopped. Emily blinked. "Colin...?" She tilted her head to the side as she searched Colin's green eyes. He was thinking about something. He was doing that thing where his forehead would crease a little, which meant whatever he was thinking about was either not good or he was reminiscing about something. Emily swallowed, silently praying it was the latter.

"If-- If it was something I said, you can forget I said anything...!"

Then Emily remembered she had called Colin out on a metaphorical girlfriend being absent and she clenched her jaw shyly.

Talk about insert foot in mouth...

"I-- I meant-- Wh-- Um-- Oh wait!"

In her desperate attempt to save the sudden silence, she remembered the ribbon she made for him and pulled it out of her pocket carefully. She held it up to him, holding it in her palms which she placed under his nose.

Her voice wobbled and squeaked as her next string of words dribbled timidly out of her. "Here! I... Made this for you!" she said, a profuse pink tickling her cheeks. "I-- I haven't made anything like this in a long time for someone. Well, except maybe Scout... But! I was thinking that since you're so patient and nice to me... And even the other night, you looked after me... So I wanted to say thank you. And then I made this..."

She let him take it and she looked down, hiding her pink face behind the strands of her brown hair. She twiddled with the ends nervously while a small, hopeful smile crept along her lips.

"I hope you like it..."

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Stats: Stamina: 7|Evasion: 7|Strength: 6|Wisdom: 8|Arcane Power: 7|Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

Emily blushed suddenly. Add that to the list of things Colin and Emmi do together! Blushing contest! WOO!

She'd said that Scout doesn't actually hate him. But that she was protective. That was good. Colin thought about that. Emily was certainly worth protecting! And if Scout and Casey were on the job too, then so much the better! Though he did wonder. Scout glared at him frequently, as if he were intruding. Maybe it would just take her a while to come around?

As much as Colin had been fumbling with his words, Emily seemed to fare no better! She must have known about Clair. Who didn't? But Clair was gone now and Colin's heart had been torn open.AngelFyre, of course, had set him straight on some things of course, but Colin knew from experience that his open heart would need filling up! And what he'd realised over the last couple months was that someone had snuck in! And that someone was sitting with him right now. Blushing, stammering Emily Shephard.

She seemed to collect herself, and in an instant distracted Colin with something. She slipped something from her pocket and held it out to him, right under his nose! It smelled like the woods and like Emily. Like old cloth and new thread. It was a kind of ribbony thing. Dark green it was, with red piping along the edge. Sewn all along its length were curious patterns in yellow thread. Colin took it, gently brushing Emmi's fingers with his own. He held it out, examining it. He turned it over and over in his long thin fingers. He felt the raised pattern the threads made. He sniffed at it delicately.

Colin smiled. He knew exactly what to do with it!

"I hope you like it," she said softly.

Colin stood up suddenly on his chair! It was long enough to wrap twice around his left wrist, which is what he did. The ends were like cords and making a knot with his right hand, he held one end in his fingers and stuck the other end in his mouth. He grabbed the end with his teeth and pulled the knot snug! He stuck his hand out and waggled it about, just like how the Muggles do when they greet each other! "I love it Emmi! No golden bangle or silver ring shall ever be as dear!" he said looking down at the girl with a broad smile. Her face was still tinged with pink, looking down.

"Oh! Speaking of!"

Colin rummaged around in the pockets of his kilt. "Drat," he whispered. "Where is it!? Ah! Here it is!"

He crouched back down on the chair, then finally scooched into a sitting posture. He scooted his chair closer to Emily's. "I- Um. I made something for you too." He opened his left hand between them. There was a silver chain to which was attached a single sort of molten looking reddish glass bead. The bead was maybe half an inch long.

Colin spoke softly. "Remember Emmi when we destroyed the potions? I went back later. To that same chamber down in the dungeons. I found this." He tapped the bead with his right finger. The glass of the bottles must have melted together. Yours and mine. There were separate ones around, clear like the original bottles. I'm not sure why this one was red, but I found it in the middle. So I made this for you. I- I hope you like it too!"

@Emily Shephard

Actions: Happy with Eyes of Sky!
Stamina: 7 | Evasion: 7 | Strength: 4 | Wisdom: 12 | Arcane Power: 7 | Accuracy: 12

February 14th 2025
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
@Colin McCoire

Emily stole glances at Colin's visage as he examined the ribbon. She saw him look at it like he was silently judging it. At one point he sniffed it. Colin knew it wasn't a snack, right? Surely eating ribbons would be bad for the human digestive system anyway!

Then Emily squeaked a gasp when Colin suddenly straightened and jerked his chair closer to hers. He then raised the ribbon and entwined it around his wrist. Emily watched him in awe. So... He liked it then! Emily's cheeks puffed into a smile, her hands clapping gently as Colin showed off his new look.

Then he fished around in his own pockets. Emily tilted her head to the side curiously before he surprised her with a little something of his own. A silver chain with a red bead at the end. Emily held it up into the sunshine. "Ooo...!" It was a humble piece of jewellery. It definitely fit Emily's description of what jewellery was to her. Not even being the most passionate about accessories anyway, aside from her hair ribbons and the odd healing bracelet every now and then, had it been some kind of elaborate bangle or weighted necklace made with 24 carat pieces, she would've declined it on the spot. She would make it clear to everyone who knew her that Emily was not her mother; glammed and glitzed out in a façade.

"It's so pretty!"

She unclipped it and fiddled with the back of it as she hung it around her neck. It took her fingers a few tries before she finally fastened it, the bead hanging down the middle of her neck and disappearing behind the collar of her shirt. She smiled fondly at him.

"You've a good eye for things like this, Colin," she said impressed. "I wonder if it's a sign of overcoming obstacles that ours fused together. As some would say, 'For every suffering, a wisdom is gained'... This could be a sign of unified strength and friendship!"

Emily grinned. She liked the sound of that.

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Action: For every time spent with Colin, a wisdom is gained!

Stats: Stamina: 7|Evasion: 7|Strength: 6|Wisdom: 8|Arcane Power: 7|Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

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Roleplaying as approved Beauxbatons iNCP Peter Smith

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𝓟eter grinned brighter as the French girl’s lips turned upward in a smile, and her cute little nose taking in the scent of the red roses. She gazed up at him, again, her face, flushed red, just like his, thanked him. He felt like pumping his fist in the air, and yelling, Let’s go! She likes them! Yeah! to the sky, running around, in gleefulness, not giving a hoot, who saw or heard him.

Instead Peter thought, Yes! She likes them!, and pumping his fist down below the table. He smiled back at Aurélie, his fingers practically shivering with success. “Glad you like them. Would you like a drink?” He asked, his green irises dancing with excitement, and his gaze would flick over to the tables with heaps and heaps of food. It was his first time actually taking in the scene, and he thought, Man, that’s a lot of food. Who’s going to eat it all??

“I-I don't have anything for you,” Stumbled right out of dear, sweet Aurélie’s mouth, and Peter slightly shook his head. “That’s okay! You agreed to come with me, here, and at the arrival tea party! I think that’s a great gift!” His cheeks would flare with heat, and Peter gave his friend a sheepish silly grin. He wondered why he blushed, why he kept blushing at the little things. Was he embarrassed, or perhaps he was in the presence of a amazing girl? No, that couldn’t it. While Aurélie was certainly quite amazing, as a boy, he was always having fun with his childhood friends, Brookline and Winnie. It just couldn’t be that.

He didn’t want Aurélie stutter over matters of him! He was a chill guy, just loved spending time with his French friend. Peter admired her, if he was being honest, and he liked Aurélie. He wanted to spend more time with her, her personality was different was his, but he liked that about her. Just thinking about the girl made his cheeks flush.

333 words and conversing with @Aurélie Duval (@Ophelia Northwell)

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please do not try to “guess” peter’s welsh accent as he tries to hide it. only if i give you explicit permission you may or if you already know that peter is welsh; thank you! ;]