Thestral Welcome to the Thestral Cabin Closed

Nate didn't even want to imagine what he would do without Irina, but still he wanted to make new friends even before he left. After all, that was one of the reasons they were here. He tried to appear as outgoing as he could, not too daunting or too introverted, but whether he succeeded or not he wasn't aware. "Sure." He answered Irina, there was no one he would rather share it with than his best friend. "I mean if it's allowed?" he now mentioned uncertainly. They wouldn't be sleeping in the same bed but he didn't know if girls and boys were allowed to mix here.

Nate glanced around the cabin once and surveyed the furnishings before he was distracted by something else, had someone just spoken Russian? It wasn't Irina, the voice was too masculine for that and while he turned his head in surprise, Irina was already answering the question. His eyes fell on the blond-haired boy, who was obviously not from Hogwarts either. Nate nodded at him with a faint smile, there was no need to add anything, Irina had said it all.

Nate furrowed his eyebrows as the boy sidestepped the subject. Was it something he didn't want to talk about, did he have a secret? He was probably thinking too much about it again and didn't want to push him into telling why he hadn't gone to school after all. Since a conversation was also developing between Irina and Milo, in which Nate had no part until now, he decided to leave it at that. He now let Irina socialise and ask her questions about Durmstrang while he turned his attention back to the rest of the room.

His gaze followed Milo's, who rolled his eyes as he looked to one of the girls who had introduced herself as Bloom. Confused, he surveyed the situation and noticed that the girl's eyes were on him. Had she been watching him all this time? It made him nervous and again he stroked his hand through his black hair, a tic of nervousness he still couldn't shake. Uncertainly, he smiled at the girl and glanced briefly at Irina. She seemed to be engrossed in conversation and so he decided to do the same as her, make new contacts. He walked over to the others now, still a little unsure but trying not to let it show.

"Hey I'm Nate." He now introduced himself to Bloom and held out his hand to the still unknown girl, giving her a gentle smile. "I'm from Koldovstoretz." He continued now, but was sure that she had already noticed.

His attention jumped briefly to another boy who joined the fray. "Hey mate." He greeted him curtly before looking back at Bloom, somehow not knowing what to say. Since when was small talk so hard? It always had been for Nate, how could he have forgotten?

Interacting with iNPC Nate (@Haley Rose)

Eyes locked. He had noticed her when she reintroduced herself. Was she too obvious? Bloom went outside her comfort zone to say do such a thing and was not sure what would occur next. Would he ignore her? Well, it was something that she was used to-- being invisible that is. Or would he come up to her? If he did come up to her, what would she say or do? He was beyond attractive and her mind was working faster than her body could handle.

It seemed that the latter had occurred. He was coming up to her, brushing his hair back with his hand. There was something about a guy doing that that made them have this "bad boy" persona. Was he one of those or just acting like that?

He introduced himself and the school he belonged to. It was one of the newer schools that connected with Hogwarts this past year. Bloom was excited to meet someone else from the school. They seemed to be so much nicer than the Durmstrang students.

His attention disappeared for a moment when he said hello to someone else. But, miraculously, it had come back. Bloom smiled at him, wondering what they could talk about. It seemed that his quietness was not knowing what to say. She felt that maybe anything being said right now would take away the awkward silence.

"So...Umm... What year are you?" she asked, figuring that learning more about him was a good start in conversation. "Or do you not do years there in Koldovstoretz. I remember learning that your guys' school is organized differently," she said, officially starting a conversation.

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Welcome to Summer Camp, you will be in the Thestral Cabin!
Selina was thrilled to be in the Thestral Cabin, maybe she would make new friends, wonderful, life-long friends.
Selina put the trunk of stuff she brought down on the floor and flopped onto the grass. She wondered if she would choose the top bunk or bottom? She was used to the top bunk as at her house she had a bed on the top and desk under.

Finally, finding the sleeping area the beds were super cute.
"Wow, this is brilliant." Selina whispered gently. She decided to take the top bunk and slowly went to see where everyone was.
It wasn't very hard to find everyone and thought it would be polite to ask them their names so she did so, "Who are you? I'm Selina Knight." Selina introduced herself.
The sort of living room was fabulous it had everything Selina thought would be in there, but more.

"So this is the living room?" Selina asked everyone curiously, looking around at the brilliant room that Selina was stood in.
It had a very interesting and cool sofa, it had a fire and so much more. Selina would never have imagined it in her entire life time, it was so cool.
Selina would have to owl her parents about the brilliant Summer Camp.

"Who are you?" Selina repeated slowly.

There was a certain lull in Nicholas's energy as he lay in his bunk, the excitement of having arrived at summer camp having quickly subsided once he'd actually claimed the bed. He was here now and that meant that the relative magic of the situation was slowly starting to wane. Perhaps the gradual erosion of the sense of wonderment had some basis in the fact that rather than socialising he had opted to sit on the bottom bunk of a bed and relax. He knew it wasn't the most exciting behaviour, and he had made a conscious decision in the preceding month to try and be at least slightly more engaged. So when a younger girl he didn't recognise clambered on to the bunk above his and soon found herself swinging her legs, Nicholas did something rather out of character and exited the bunk.

That is to say, that he rolled off, having not anticipated just how difficult it would be to successfully remove himself from a bunk so close to the ground. Perhaps his plan to easily sneak away would not go off exactly without a hitch. Still, in a few short moments he was up and out of the bed.

"Hey," He greeted the girl on the top bunk, "Looks like we're bunking together. Name's McCowan, you new or foreign?" Naturally, his words were entirely tactless, the boy blissfully unaware of how they sounded when spoken aloud.

With his attention focused toward the girl however, he had entirely forgotten to pay attention to the new arrivals. After all, if they wanted to speak to him, they were more than capable of locating him themselves. A brief shared nod was given to Pericles Dralt, although Nicholas found himself rather conflicted in his thoughts on the boy. His behaviour at the owlery was suspicious, regardless of the enjoyable time they had shared on the quidditch pitch toward the end of the school year. Still, other students funneled in, those who he vaguely recalled by face but not by name.

Stats: STA: 12 | EVA: 6 | STR: 8 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 4 | ACC: 8
Abilities: Foulplay; Statistically Relevant
Interacting with @Charlotte McKinney, mentioning @Pericles Dralt

When he first sat down in that lower bunk in the corner, he heard the one boy introduce himself to the other and so he knew he was from Koldovstoretz. Simon really hadn't met any of the students from the visiting schools. It seemed at first that many of them were reserved; perhaps just warming up to Hogwarts and they tended to remain with their own schoolmates. Then, it seemed to happen in one swoop of a weekend where Simon spent most of the time in his dorm, studying for some upcoming exams and bam - EVERYONE was friends. It was as if he missed out on some opportunity or something. "Hi," he said quickly. There was a girl there talking to him as well. Simon appreciated the greeting but would let the boy continue on with his other conversations.

Most everyone already had someone to talk to and that was alright. Simon would use this time to set up. He placed out his notebooks of music, pulled his guitar out of his luggage. He placed it near his bed, tucking it somewhat in the corner so it wouldn't get tripped over, and then pulled out his bag of lemon drops. There were a couple books he had been reading, a notebook of general information, and some of his pens. That was all he needed for now as he unfortunately couldn't have his phone with his apple music subscription and airpods. No technology at Hogwarts.

He put everything in it's place, the things that might occupy some of his time while he was there. He wouldn't participate in everything like some of the others as the sun was surely going to do its damage to his dhampir self. The goal was to try as much as he could that summer, but he also knew that it was probably going to be impossible to do everything that he wanted.

He slid the rest of his luggage to the side where there was a spot for it. That was nice. It would make a sort of table almost and he could still reach it from the side of the lower bunk there. He was tempted to strum his guitar some, but he didn't want to interrupt any conversations going on. That could be done later when everyone was out and about in the sunshine.

He then overheard a girl say how brilliant the cabin was. He wasn't the last one to arrive. Simon glanced up to the living room area and squinted a little at all the whiteness. For someone who wasn't used to the sun - this white was too bright as well. It was a nicely designed cabin, surely, but it just was too bright for this dhampir.

"Welcome to the cabin, Selina," Simon greeted her because he knew others were in conversations. He always welcomed a conversation. "Top bunks only seem like best" he smiled. Most of the top ones had been taken and he glanced over to the lower bunk beside him that was unoccupied. "Free to join me over here in the corner if you wish. I'm Simon. Simon Kincaid."

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Mentioning: @Simon Kincaid

"Thanks Simon. It's nice to meet you." Selina said kindly to Simon, "Yeah I'd love to bunk with you I have chosen a bed but I'd love to bunk with you let me move my stuff." Selina gathered all of her stuff up and put them at the bunk where Simon was.

Selina rummaged through her bag and found a moving photo of a man and a 7 or 8 year old girl.
Selina suddenly found her eyes full of tears and one slowly slid down cheek. She thought suddenly that people were probably watching her.
She wiped her eyes, and dug in her bag again for another photo probably. And on the next picture was a woman, the same man in the other photo and a 9 or 10 year old girl that looked the same as in the other photo.
Tears were brought to her eyes again, but wiped them on herself again.

"Which bunk do you want bottom or top?" Selina asked Simon, "I don't mind you can decide." Selina knew that it was her father and mother in her photo but her dad had left her at a young age it was very hard for Selina.

"Sorry, I just haven't seen my dad in 4 years." Selina sobbed, and tears fell down her cheeks.

He was happy that she decided to move because while a corner bunk was optimal for someone who didn't want to be too close to a window, it didn't make good use for making friends. He got up and helped her move some of her things over and he watched as she began to unpack.

She didn't seem to have notebooks full of music or a guitar with her like his musically inclined self but she did seem to have a lot of photographs. These weren't just your average snapshots either - they were taken by someone with lots of talent in the art of photography.

Simon didn't mean to pry, but the photos drew him in. It was perceived from the very first photo she looked at that it was probably her younger self with what might have been her father or an uncle. The picture was moving, and now having been at Hogwarts for over a year, this wasn't something he hadn't seen before but still was something quite unusual - and fascinating all the same.

The girl then looked over another photograph and he glanced to her. While her gaze was to the phone, he could still tell her lowered stature and gathered she was sad. He didn't like when others were sad and wanted to cheer her up but he really had nothing to go on yet as the two had just met. He had her name and well, nothing really to go on.

Except the photographs she had pulled out.

"You were quite adorable in that one," he said, pointing to the first photo where she was the youngest. He figured that might at least open some conversation between the two.

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Mentioning: @Simon Kincaid

"Thanks Simon." said Selina thankfully to Simon for well being there even though they had just met.

Selina dug into her bag again and found her learning piano book. She brought it everywhere just to get the notes inside her head, she also had a guitar at home and her piano teacher also taught her guitar as well.


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"Do you like playing your guitar?" Selina asked curiously, "I have a guitar at home and I play the piano." Selina saw that Simon was looking at the photos and even though he said that Selina was cute she thought Simon would think she was a big baby for crying at the sight of the pictures.

Selina looked at her outfit and realised that she had gotten it dirty her t-shirt was stained and her skirt was covered in grass and mud.

"I'd better get changed," Selina said indicating at all the dirt on her.
She in the end decided to wear her pink crop top woolly jumper and a pair of blue jeans. And she got changed privately.
Hmm, she though this actually looks really good on me, she was always obsessed with her outfit ever since her Beauxbatons girlfriend's father was obsessed with her Beauxbatons daughter's outfit.

"What do you think?" Selina asked Simon putting her hands in the air at her new outfit, "dada!"

She had a lot of stuff to change into just in case she got dirty or something, she was always super prepared, maybe too prepared.

"Looks nice, I like the texture," he complimented as well as a non-fashion going early teen boy could compliment. He gave a smile though so she knew it was genuine. "Yea, I've played since I was around five, I think," he said as he thought about whether it was the age of four or five when he started up the guitar. "Couldn't even get all the chords down at first because my little fingers couldn't get to all the strings right," he laughed.

One of his aunt's friends had taught him. "I also play the piano," he had noticed her book," and am learning the trumpet and saxophone. I also sang back at my muggle school and in the church's childrens choir back home in London. " Music was his thing. If he wasn't playing music he was listening to music and that was the only downfall of Hogwarts: one couldn't just pop on a song on their iphone any time they wanted to hear, nor could he easily listen to music while he was studying or reading. Shame, really - but he also wouldn't want to sacrifice one for the other. He could do his music when he could - whether it was in his head, singing, or playing one of the instruments at Hogwarts like his guitar from home or the piano in the Rehearsal Hall.

"Mind me asking?" he motioned back to the photographs. "Your father, I presume?" he knew he was hitting a touchy subject but he wanted to be good friends with the girl and friends told each other things. One could help best when they knew someone's full story. "Are you two on good terms?"

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Mentioning: @Simon Kincaid

"Um, no I haven't seen my dad in years he never comes to visit me. And now my mum's becoming ill, and I have no idea what to do I've got no one to help me." Selina blurted out sadly.
Selina really wanted to steer the conversation away from herself as she always hated being the center of attention. Why, would I always have to be the center of attention.. she thought to herself.

"Are you glad that your in the Thestral Cabin?" Selina asked Simon curiously, steering the conversation away from herself.
"You were really young when you started weren't you? I started playing the guitar when I was 7, but I played the piano since I was 4. I just sort of got in the zone and just got used to playing so young." Selina said thoughtfully.

"I didn't know you could play the piano, (mainly because I just met you but anyway), do you get guitar and piano lessons like me?" Selina asked. This is what Selina would do she was always full of questions to ask new friends.

She just realised that a few minutes ago Simon had pointed at the lower bunk she began unpacking everything she thought she'd need for sleeping, including her favourite toy even though she was 12 years old, her toy Koala Tinky.

"Thanks for letting me bunk with you." Selina said thankfully to Simon.