20 May 2025, 11:46
Awkward encounters 101
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15th May, 2025
Courtyard
Interacting with: @Nyx Blackheart
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Speech -- Thoughts
It was a pleasantly sunny day. The sunlight was soft and golden, not too bright— the kind that was warm without feeling overbearingly so. A gentle breeze blew almost constantly, carrying the smell of flowers and spring with it.
Pam sat under the tree, legs stretched out and back pressed to the rough brown bark. The grass was a little damp, although that did not bother her much. After all, she was pretty used to sitting on wet ground by now.
The book lay open on her lap, the pages worn out with use, the word 'Matilda' written in yellow letters across the top of a blue and pink cover of a young girl sitting on a stack of books. It wasn't hers; the book had belonged to her dad, according to whom, "It's one of the best books I've grown up with." Honestly, Pam could totally relate. The story was amazing.
What she really liked was the fact that, occasionally, the book had some illustrations of the incidents that would take place, and Pam often found herself coming back to study the drawings after finishing a specific chapter. It had been a long while since she had read a book which was not only writing.
She had managed to get some time to herself and the golden hue of the courtyard had drawn her to where she was now. She would soon have to return to the common room to meet with her friends.
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"I'd rather be heartless, than have my heart in pieces"
-Calming Presence- The Muggle Condition
iNPC: Hikari Fujimoto
21 May 2025, 23:06
Awkward encounters 101
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Interacting with @Pamela Graham
Moodboard made by @Simon Poe
☞ Speech
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☞ Narration
Current outfit:
☞ Severely ripped up, loose black jeans with
embroidered black roses on sides with emerald
green leaves with fishnet stockings underneath.
☞ Tight black t-shirt with the words "Ᏽ𐌓𐌵𐌃Ᏽ𐌄 𐌁𐌙 𐌍𐌄Ꝋ𐌍𐌉"
☞ Black army-type boots, with silver accents
☞ Silver pirate rings with the usual skull and crossbones decor.
☞ Several choker's, ranging from silver to black along with my usual assortment of piercings.
☞ Black headphones with my magical radio in my pocket.
Current Hairstyle:
☞ Dutch braids that end in 2 tight buns, with silver string threaded through them.
Author's note Ooc:I looked around me. There was nobody currently in the courtyard. Or so I thought. Honestly, I couldn't have cared less. My mood wasn't welcoming. I was in a mood that my father once could have scared a dragon. Oh, little fir-fhuadain, are you angry? The sneering voice in my head said. I could feel its glee at my attitude. Why not after all? I had been in a great mood for the past couple of days. I needed the anger. Or maybe it needed the anger. At this point, I couldn't even tell who was who, which voice was my own and which one was the little demon in me. Maybe they were one and the same. Maybe they were different people. I didn't care, nor couldn't care.
I stalked over to a tree, nimbly climbing up into it, not realizing that there was someone looking at me with shocked look on their face. I jammed my earbuds in, drowning myself in sad, acoustic songs, and a book only to hear some annoying, high-pitched laughing. I glared at the book in my hands before closing it. Who could have been making that infernal sound?
Yes, little gàrr-laoch, look for another way to spout off your anger It said again, even more gleeful. I ignored it, before looking around and found the source of the noise.
gàrr-laoch: villain
fir-fhuadain: outcast
Dance poor people, dance and drown, dance fair Paris to the Ground. Dance poor people, dance and drown, dance fair Paris, ashes now.
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24 May 2025, 04:32
Awkward encounters 101
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15th May, 2025
Courtyard
Interacting with: @Nyx Blackheart
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Speech -- Thoughts
This book— Pam suspected it was the work of a genius.
She was already wishing she could erase her memory and reread the book like it was her first time, and she had barely finished half of it. But the situation she was in now, she would have a really hard time putting it down. She could already foresee herself staying up the whole night finishing it. Tomorrow morning was going to be a disaster.
Her attention momentarily deviated to a girl, climbing up the branches of the tree she had placed herself under, movements nimble and sure. Pam blinked curiously, before noticing the sour expression on her face and turning away immediately. Alright then, do not engage. She was going to keep her distance from this girl. No bad tempered words were going to ruin her excellent mood.
Well, back to the matter at hand.
Th icing on the cake had been discovering the girl's telekinesis. Honestly, Pam was so jealous. She wished she could have telekinetuc powers. Maybe I can search the library for such possibilities? I do study in a school of magic... Well, that was a thought for another day.
The book had taken a hilarious turn, temporarily away from the serious issues of home and school and into a scene fit for a five year old protagonist. Five and a half, her brain corrected automatically. Pam loved the little girl. And she was all for making the lives of annoying adults absolutely miserable.
A laugh broke out of her, and she groaned, burying her head into her arms. She was going to end up with a stomachache.
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"I'd rather be heartless, than have my heart in pieces"
-Calming Presence- The Muggle Condition
iNPC: Hikari Fujimoto