Dip Your Toes In PV Bailey Glade Finished

@Emma Wynn
Interacting with Luca Dufort

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Getting dressed, Bailey headed down to breakfast. Eating her traditional breakfast for the weekend, a croissant, with two fried eggs, hash browns, baked beans and a glass of fresh apple juice with a shot of cranberry juice.
Finishing her breakfast, she made her usual trip to the kitchen to bake a quick batch of meringue. She visited the kitchen about every weekend to try a new recipe that her mother had sent her. When she had no knowledge of the Magical world, Bailey had felt that she had been destined to be a great pastry chef. Now, knowing that she was a witch, she still kept up with her baking skills.
Putting her sweater back on and grabbing her basket of meringue, Bailey said thanks to the house elves and left the kitchen. She decided that she would go outside and sit by the lake. Maybe one of her friends would see her and she could share her treats with them!
Once outside, she walked in the general direction of the lake. Bailey was about half way around the lake when she spotted a boy, one she didn’t recognize that was almost knee deep in the lake! He must be from one of the visiting schools. Bailey though, starting to walk faster towards him. Hello! she called as he moved to the shore and climbed out. He kept his feet in the water, and she went to check on him. I saw your… slip into the lake she said, deciding not to point out that swimming, at least for now, was not allowed. At least without permission from a professor. Are you ok? Bailey continued. Anyway, my name is Bailey. Bailey Glade! I’m a second year here and I’m in Ravenclaw. I don’t really recognize you… are you from one of the visiting schools?

Word count: ≈315 ish.

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Louca started slightly as a voice called out. He had not expected anyone around, and was pleasantly surprised to see that there was someone out. Now he could have an actual conversation rather than starting to talk to himself. Although he reddened slightly at the thought that they might have seen his little slip. Usually he was a bit more graceful, but the algae covered rocks were slick and the odd shapes did not help one keep their footing.

Turning so that he was facing towards the approaching stranger, he waved and called back ”Hello! How are you?” The red faded slightly although it remained a bit as she asked about him. Rubbing the back of his head, he answered.
”Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit slippy right there.” Louca laughed, imagining the look that had probably been on his face when he fell. He stood, withdrawing his feet from the water, as she introduced herself.

”Nice to meet you, Bailey. I’m Louca and I’m a first year Thunderbird from Ilvermorny. So you’re correct there.”

Louca smiled happily at Bailey as he gestured at the ground. ”Care to join me? The water’s a bit chilly still but not freezing. And the grounds thankfully not damp. That would not be pleasant.” Louca waited to see what she would do, having a few manners, and preferring not to sit until she moved on or sat down. Although he hoped she would stick around. ”How is your weekend so far? It always seems to fly by much too fast.” He placed his hands in his pockets, looking earnestly at Bailey, and her basket. He was very curious to see what was in it, but refrained from asking. Louca was very curious and nosy, always wanting to know as much as he could. But he had learned restraint, although only in some areas. Present a challenge and he would throw himself at it with joy.
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@Emma Wynn
Interacting with Luca Dufort

Reducio

My outfit:
Here!

When she had first spoken to the boys, he jumped a little. Oops.. I must have startled him a little Bailey thought.
Despite that, he waived to her and called out a hello. Answering his how are you, she said, “I am good! Thanks for asking! How are you?”
He answered with yes, and said that it was a bit slippery on the rock. She nodded, trying not to giggle. He then introduced himself as Luca, a first year Thunderbird from Ilvermorny. This confirmed her question about what school he was from.
When he asked her if she would like to join him on the bank, she said yes. Rolling up her black trousers, she took of her socks and boots and sat down next to him.
As she joined him, he asked how her weekend had been going, and how they seemed to fly by so fast.
“My weekend has been going well. I had a meeting of the Peaceful Mind Club yesterday, and it went well. I’m the leader, and it was our first official meeting since getting back to school. We have passed owls back and forth, but not much more.”
Switching topics slightly, she asked him “How has your weekend been? When did you arrive? I missed the arrival because I was in the hospital wing.”

Word count: about 230

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Louca leaned back on his hands, the small pebbles sticking into his palm a bit but only causing a bit of discomfort. Worth it to recline a bit and enjoy the day. ”Oh, I’m excellent! Thank you for asking.” He answered her question, turning his head and lifting it slightly to see Bailey as they talked. He grinned as he could tell she was trying not to laugh at his unfortunate incident. Which really was quite funny. He could only imagine what his face looked like as he went down.

He was glad when she joined him on the ground though a bit surprised when she also put her feet in the water, figuring that was one step she would skip. Most people would or so he thought. But he was glad she had sat because his neck no longer felt as strained looking up at her.
Louca nodded along as she shared what was going on. ”That must have been fun. What is the Peaceful Mind Club about? I’m glad your first meeting went well.” Louca shifted his hands slightly, his shoulders becoming a bit sore from holding his weight, but he enjoyed the reclined position and the discomfort was still minimal.

Chuckling quietly, Louca couldn’t help but relive the rather interesting arrival that had led to swimming in this very lake. ”Oh, well it’s been interesting. But it seems like it’s been going by quite quickly as I spent some time exploring after our arrival. As for the arrival, we arrived a couple of days ago, and well it seems there’s already some friction between Durmstrang and Ilvermorny. Not sure what you’ve heard, but we arrived shortly after Durmstrang and might have capsized some of the Durmstrang rowboats, purely unintentional. I decided it looked fun so took a bit of a swim.” He laughed, sitting up fully as he did so remembering the chaos and hilarity of seeing the drenched students, himself included.
”Oh no, I’m sorry to hear that. I hope it wasn’t anything too bad! But you’re alright now?” Louca asked, concerned for Bailey. She seemed fine but that didn’t always mean anything.

”So, what’s your favorite activity or anything really?” Louca left the question more open-ended, figuring she could answer whatever she wanted.
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@Emma Wynn as Louca Dufort

Word count: 220 ish

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Louca rolled his shoulders as he listened to Bailey describe her club. He could tell she had enjoyed it and he could certainly understand the benefits of exercise and ability to talk about things, even if he wasn’t used to sharing about his own life. Usually it was just him staying on the shallow end of relationships, typically trying to get something from the person or keep things from going too off the rails. After all, conflict was not fun and if he could help defuse it, he was going to do that. It was better when people were laughing or smiling, having a good time. Louca struggled with people when they were down. ”That must be really helpful. You’re doing good work with your club.” Louca complimented Bailey, feeling that it was the right thing to do. She was sure to help some people who were struggling.

Trying to keep the many questions straight in his head, he did his best to answer. ”Mostly just explored a bit, and did some flying. Meeting people of course. And yeah, I would say I’ve made a couple of friends. Might even get me to write an owl,” Louca stopped to grin in Bailey’s direction, letting her know he was joking and he actually did write owls at least occasionally. ”Thank you! You’re pretty cool yourself. I haven’t really done anything specific. Mostly it’s just been schoolwork, exploring, making friends and flying. Gotta keep in shape for quidditch. Not yet! But I’m planning to. After all, there’s so many interesting things you could get to do and puzzles to solve. I think I caught everything.”

Louca mimed swiping sweat off of his forehead, and chuckled quietly. ”So, what do you do for fun? Anything I really need to do before I leave? And ever wanted to visit somewhere? If so where?” Louca was curious to see how she answered, as he always was, interested in the answers that people provided.
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Word count: 250/200ish

@Emma Wynn as Luca

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Louca was enjoying the water on his feet, though chilly. It was refreshing, wasn’t that what everyone always said when they wanted to think positively of cold? Louca chuckled to himself, thinking of being in an ad for some weird “refreshing” product. His brain could certainly take some weird turns at times. But it made life interesting at least. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around his legs. The switch in position was necessary as his bum was getting a bit sore as were his palms and arms from supporting the bulk of his weight. There really should be benches or chairs or something around here. After all, it was a nice spot to sit and enjoy the weather or view, or both. Louca could imagine students enjoying their free time or maybe even studying on nice days. Not that today wasn’t a nice day but it was a bit cloudy and chilly to be out and about still.

Louca looked back at Bailey, especially catching on that last line, especially as it echoed what he had just done but it seemed she had a much more interesting story. ”Cool! Martial arts sounds really fun! Do you do several different branches? Or focus on one or two?” Pausing for her answer, Louca then jumped right back into the questions. “What’s your favorite thing to bake? I am terrible, can’t really focus enough to manage to remember everything or that it’s in the oven or something.” Louca laughed, remembering the one and only time he had tried to bake. His chocolate chip cookies had more resembled hockey pucks by the time he had remembered they were in the oven. Not good at all.

Recalling the last line of Bailey’s answer, he asked. “That seems like there’s a story there about the lake. What happened?”
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@Emma Wynn as Luca

As the water lapped at her feet, Bailey looked around. It was a beautiful day and she was glad she had come to talk with Luca. He was really nice, and great to talk to.
When he asked what type of martial arts she did and if she did one or more branches, Bailey smiled and said “I do Taekwondo and a bit of martial arts. It’s kinda a blend, so I do more than one type but it is all taught in one class. Does that make sense?”
Next Luca asked what her favorite thing to bake was. He said that he was a terrible cook and often forgot what was in the oven. Bailey laughed at that and replied. “I really like cooking deserts. Before I found out i was a witch, I was going to be a professional chef when I grew up. I had even been looking at a few culinary schools. There is one in New York that I was interested in. It’s called the Culinary Institute of America, in Hyde Park? Have you heard of it?” Bailey asked the last part, thinking he might know. Realizing that more people probably didn’t, Bailey blushed. When he asked about what happened in the lake, Bailey smile and blushed a little. “Well…. I thought the lake was frozen, so I walked out on it. It broke, I fell in and James Owens came to save me. He then took me to the hospital wing. It was really sweet of him so I asked home to go to the ball with me. And he said yes!”
Pausing, Bailey then asked Luca “Are you going to the ball? If so, are you going with anyone?”

Word count: 290