17 Jun 2026, 04:28
Not so sweet maple caret
time: early mornings, June. 16 2026
speech/thoughts
location: courtyard
mention: @Amethyst Castillo
ooc: enjoy!
wc: 313
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Summer. A season rarely hated by others but what it signify for Angel was a long heat coming for her. Being a Dhampir only a small selected few knew. Usually no one tried to point it out by their voice or finger but that was left like that. No one really thought anything else of it, or so she thought. Angel at this time really couldn’t feel the time or compelled to correct or answer any questions. Her family certainly had broke the news to her that no, she was different from the others. Not many knew she was not oblivious now to the fact she was a half breed, a Vampire, Dhampir to replace the word. It was about time others will point out her odd physique and speech. She'll refer herself as a Muggle for awhile.
Accent is very ambiguous and left to the person who found it strange to put it together. Soft s and the letter r beginning as a crescendo. All letters for her had a way of being translated. Welsh accent, cardiff to be exact. It was still not exactly that however, as the tones were varying. Romanian perhaps? Filipino accent? French? Angel herself couldn’t really place it either. Maybe it was all together at once. Her tone however strange was clear and eloquent.
Walking along the courtyard it was beginning to feel much brighter. She was starting to feel dizzy. She scowled. It was irritating. This was the first time she ever felt angry. Explicitly. However she regained composure and relaxed. No use in getting overstimulated. But that was probably the word that fitted in her predicament. Angel sat down on top of the fountain. The cool waters and the dancing trees made it much better. To tolerate. It was quite funny how everything was cleared out. It only looked decorated back in the Spring season.
"The morning light is turning blue, the feeling is bizarre."
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Last edited by Angel Dayes on 31 Jul 2026, 01:31, edited 3 times in total.
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21 Jun 2026, 15:36
Not so sweet maple caret
The forthcoming exam season had forced Amethyst to find places away from all the noise. She could not risk her grades. Not for her grandmother, for herself. Luckily, the early mornings did not invite much chaos, and the courtyard's grand fountain with the griffins sitting on its either side was a sight to marvel at. Not as beautiful as the fountain of Goddess Hecate, though. Amethyst walked to her usual spot, carrying her copy of Hogwarts, A History along with a quill and a few pieces of parchment to make notes on. The dirtied stone floors of the courtyard never failed to capture her attention. And the fountain, the fountain, was always dry. Amethyst hated how neglected the place was. If it were her, she would have made sure the place was prettied up. Yet, the tranquillity provided by the place kept her from speaking ill of the place. |
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The young heiress was about to take a seat atop the dried fountain when she was surprised by another presence, much to her dismay. The other girl looked pale and, as far as Amethyst could comprehend, dizzy. She hated this. She did not want to spend her time tending to someone's health. It was better if the girl escorted herself to the hospital wing without Amy's help. While Amethyst hated the summers, feeling dizzy in the mild early morning sun was either dramatic or a sign of utter weakness in her eyes. "You are pale, and you are dizzy," Amethyst pointed out, with a tone that did not leave much to argue. "Perchance you would like to escort yourself to the hospital wing and clear this place," she continued rolling her eyes. footnotes.xxx Dracula lyrics omg |
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24 Jun 2026, 22:18
Not so sweet maple caret
time: early mornings, June. 16 2026
speech/thoughts
location: courtyard
mention: @Amethyst Castillo
ooc:
wc: 286
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Headspace. It was starting to become much better. Took a small bloodpop to ease. It still has the same maple cherry flavour. It was not pleasant because anyone could have verified that it was a lollipop for Dhampirs. Angel has always detested anyone who would dare utter a phrase containing her own demeanor and illness to the sun. Detested was such a strong word, it would be much easier said if it was more disliked. So what if she had red eyes and pale pasted skin? It would hardly concern the one who would want to point it out.
She could see the birds chirping in the area as she sipped on the lollipop. Mourning doves and Woodpeckers. The Slytherin was almost if not feeling much better already. The pain was faint but it did not restrict her to think of anything else. Her head was clear, transparent. It would do her good. Another presence entered the atmosphere and it was another Slytherin, not much older than her. Black wavy hair, pureblood demeanor, and seemed dismayed by her presence. Nothing new comes around, Angel would not be amused or surprised.
"You are pale, and you are dizzy." she said bluntly
"Perchance you would like to escort yourself to the hospital wing and clear this place."
The girl's attitude and tone shows that, Angel frankly has enemies already. If you can count Tes that is, they seemed to tolerate each other than hate their guts. Which goes to show she might be the other Slytherins who think they own the place. Angel is not that easily startled.
"I think I'm fine, thanks." she returned the energy but no malice it was only the blunt part that followed.
"The morning light is turning blue, the feeling is bizarre."
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Last edited by Angel Dayes on 14 Jul 2026, 18:57, edited 1 time in total.
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3 Jul 2026, 07:29
Not so sweet maple caret
T The girl's demeanour irritated Amethyst. Going to the hospital wing to get her vitals checked and have needed medicines to cure ailments, if any, was definitely not hard or embarrassing. Instead, she considered it good advice. That's when she noticed. The light and airy voice. The coolness. And the Romanian accent, paired up with some other accent Amethyst could not point out. And the bloodpop, the one in her hand. How did she miss such an important clue? It had been obvious all the time. There was no ailment. Amethyst understood the hate for summer, and perhaps even the sun. But the sunlight today was rather mild and refreshing. But of course. |
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"Oh, a dhampir," she thought out loud. It was in no way a jab at the said girl. Amethyst did not mind half-breeds at all, rather. Maybe her grandmother did. But not her. "It's a shame you can't enjoy the sun," she shrugged. Her tone was now lighter and less irritated. But the second year was in general intrusive. She did not consider whether or not her comments were welcomed. And another piece of unsolicited advice was passed: "It's not good for you to be out in the sun, I believe." Amethyst hated advice but never thought twice before giving out one herself. Ironic. footnotes.xxx |
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14 Jul 2026, 19:00
Not so sweet maple caret
time: early mornings, June. 16 2026
speech/thoughts
location: courtyard
mention: @Amethyst Castillo
ooc:
wc: 211
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Oh that Slytherin always making a comment and remark. She could careless about her name either. Angel is only twenty percent vampire she can survive in the sun, but the feeling will be like the scorching summer everytime. But perhaps she should give more grace, she's only irritated and the heat was getting to her. Summer time sadness indeed.
"I am one not to confirm nor deny." she said point blankly
"My head is telling she'll inquire many questions."
"Well would that be all as of now Ms.?" right she cut herself off she had not quite acquired the knowledge of the girl's name. Though it might've been highly forgettable. No matter, like Angel had committed on she was trying to get out of the courtyard at once.
People like her can most likely go out in the blazing sun. But despite that she still needed to take extra precautions and cover. Burns were something one would not want to experience on the daily. Angel herself has accounted many and she has gotten many scars mostly on her legs. The maiden was an outdoor person, but during the summer she'd need to wear full coverage from head to toe. The swan did not want any inquiries regarding her blood. How troublesome.
"The morning light is turning blue, the feeling is bizarre."
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17 Jul 2026, 07:40
Not so sweet maple caret
T The said dhampir was acting as if Amethyst had not suggested going inside at once. 5 minutes. Five precious minutes wasted over something so painfully obvious. It wouldn't be so hard to prove if she really wanted to. Her wand rested peacefully in the pocket of her skirt. It would take a minute for her to bother enough to take out the wand out of her pocket and cast the sunlight charm. Was it so hard to accept one's identity? She rolled her eyes. When did Amethyst tell her to confirm her identity? A confession was not asked for, the obvious was already stated. She did not care enough. |
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Amethyst could have finished reading at least 3 pages of her charms book. She mourned the time lost. "Ms Amethyst Castillo", she replied almost impatiently as the girl in front of her paused her sentence midway interrogatively. "That would be all, Ms Dhampir," she continued, her tone snarky, and added, "That was perhaps the first thing I told you when I came here: to escort yourself inside or even to the hospital wing if needed." The dhampir's presence was grating. Amethyst could not wait for the said girl to go away. footnotes.xxx |
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17 Jul 2026, 23:00
Not so sweet maple caret
— 235 — courtyard — speech/thought —
"early morning, June.16 2026 "
"early morning, June.16 2026 "
"Apologies for the assumption, I'd mused most of the lot would question my blood it has happened more than it ought to." she replied in response to the girl's remark
"It's Ms.Dayes to you, not Ms.Dhampir." she asserted, correcting the error. Her voiced had made a low octave, putting an emphasis on certain words her own inflection was hard to put a category on and to her benefit her voice was a sound of its own.
Angel never fancied people who were always tenacious about other people's affairs, mind their own business she'd say, as she was never to argue for arguments sake she'll give in and let the person have their own winning to save her energy and time. Choosing one's own battles.
"Likewise, I did mention I was feeling much better. So there is clearly no need for me to travel to the infirmary." in response to her earlier comment.
If this ordeal were to take it's coarse her time better be worth shaving. Otherwise, she's rather leave. Unexpected irritation, Angel herself never gravitated or cherished any emotion that might make her a bit stand offish yet it can not be helped. The last thing she wanted was a fight that will strangle her mood. This discussion won't take place and she already not explicitly felt weirded out at best. Angel stood up and left.
"It's Ms.Dayes to you, not Ms.Dhampir." she asserted, correcting the error. Her voiced had made a low octave, putting an emphasis on certain words her own inflection was hard to put a category on and to her benefit her voice was a sound of its own.
Angel never fancied people who were always tenacious about other people's affairs, mind their own business she'd say, as she was never to argue for arguments sake she'll give in and let the person have their own winning to save her energy and time. Choosing one's own battles.
"Likewise, I did mention I was feeling much better. So there is clearly no need for me to travel to the infirmary." in response to her earlier comment.
If this ordeal were to take it's coarse her time better be worth shaving. Otherwise, she's rather leave. Unexpected irritation, Angel herself never gravitated or cherished any emotion that might make her a bit stand offish yet it can not be helped. The last thing she wanted was a fight that will strangle her mood. This discussion won't take place and she already not explicitly felt weirded out at best. Angel stood up and left.
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