Lilia's New Home
Lilia looks at her acceptance letter to Hogwarts as she arrives to railroad station. she thinks to herself this is what I've been waiting for my whole life! I can't wait to start my new adventure and make new friends! Her family joins her ecstatic about her journey towards being a witch. As they go look for platform 93/4, Lilia wanders around and starts to notice other students who are going to Hogwarts, following them. As the train arrives, Lilia hugs her family goodbye with tears in her eyes, sad that she will no longer be with her cheerful family everyday anymore. But, she wiped her tears and put a smile on her face as she walked onto the train with nothing but her suitcase and her dreams. She found a coach to sit in where it was empty, feeling too shy to join a coach with other students in it, who seem to all know each other already. She made sure to make sure there was space by her so that people would feel welcomed to join. She sat by the window, excited for the views and to see Hogwarts show up. She enjoyed some chocolate frogs and was excited to make new friends and start a whole new life at her new home.
Lilia's New Home
@Lilia Medina
Speech: a38b3e
Campion entered Platform 9 3/4 with the gusto and experience of having so many older siblings before him, and with all the nervousness normally equipped by an incoming first year. Only Dad had come with to escort his gaggle of children, with Mam staying home to watch his little brother, who was far too young to bring to a crowded train station. Dad had done Campion the favor of running at the wall alongside him, leaving the eldest of Campion's siblings to go alone, not that she cared much.
Campion dawdled a bit with his father, nervous to board the train. With some coaxing, and being essentially pulled along by his older brother, Campion eventually traveled up the steps, carry-on bag with his uniform folded neatly inside in and some snacks in his hand. There were few empty coaches at this point, and Campion settled for one with a girl in it that looked like a first year, same as him.
"Hello," he said in his Irish accent nervously as he slid the door open and stepped awkwardly inside. "May I sit? Er, my name is Campion. I'm a first year." The girl before him seemed friendly enough by the looks of her, with her dark hair and hazel eyes. Something about her told Campion she might be Irish, same as him, though he wouldn't have been surprised if he was wrong. Maybe it was the complexion, or the small smattering of freckles. He hoped that might stave off some awkwardness and have her allow him to sit.
WC: 260
Speech: a38b3e
Campion entered Platform 9 3/4 with the gusto and experience of having so many older siblings before him, and with all the nervousness normally equipped by an incoming first year. Only Dad had come with to escort his gaggle of children, with Mam staying home to watch his little brother, who was far too young to bring to a crowded train station. Dad had done Campion the favor of running at the wall alongside him, leaving the eldest of Campion's siblings to go alone, not that she cared much.
Campion dawdled a bit with his father, nervous to board the train. With some coaxing, and being essentially pulled along by his older brother, Campion eventually traveled up the steps, carry-on bag with his uniform folded neatly inside in and some snacks in his hand. There were few empty coaches at this point, and Campion settled for one with a girl in it that looked like a first year, same as him.
"Hello," he said in his Irish accent nervously as he slid the door open and stepped awkwardly inside. "May I sit? Er, my name is Campion. I'm a first year." The girl before him seemed friendly enough by the looks of her, with her dark hair and hazel eyes. Something about her told Campion she might be Irish, same as him, though he wouldn't have been surprised if he was wrong. Maybe it was the complexion, or the small smattering of freckles. He hoped that might stave off some awkwardness and have her allow him to sit.
WC: 260
"I'll gently rise and softly call: 'Goodnight and joy be to you all!'"
| STAMINA: 7 - EVASION: 5 - STRENGTH: 8 - WISDOM: 6 - ARCANE: 4 - ACCURACY: 5 | |