Three Ships Arrival: Durmstrang, Ilvermorny & Mahoutokoro

Ilvermorny | First Year | Thunderbird

Mentioning- Louca Dufort @Emma Wynn
Open to interactions...
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Rain didn't bother Jamie. It rained all the time back home, and frankly, it was almost comforting to see the Scotland sky bucketing down as he and the other students climbed into their respective boats. His sister, Mel, fixed him with a stern eye, and squeezed in next to him. He stuck out his tongue, but she had turned away just in time. Another school, Durmstrang, had beaten them to the waters near Hogwarts castle, much to the shared chagrin of his fellow Ilvermorny buddies.

Well, maybe we can beat them to shore! Jamie thought giddily, as his boat rocked and bounced upon the waves. "I am speed!" he said to himself, and eagerly surveyed the swirling waves. He briefly wondered where his friend Louca had gone, but that thought was pushed back when he saw what had happened to the Durmstrang kids. Many of their boats had capsized, and thrown them into the water. Jamie fell into a fit of giggles as he watched them flail.

Mel smacked him on the shoulder. "Don't be mean! What if we fell over, too? The water is really choppy..."
"We'll be fine!" Jamie snorted. "Don't tell me you're scared--"
Just then, the boat jerked violently, provoking a most unmanly shriek from Jamie. Now it was Mel's turn to laugh, while her brother turned redder than his hair.

Thankfully, the rest of the short ride passed without incident, and the Ziegler twins' boat was one of the ones that made it safely to the shore. Jamie immediately sprung out of the small vessel, and sprinted to the front of the group. Mel was close behind, and both stopped in their tracks as the great castle came into view. Ilvermorny was huge too, but the way Hogwarts stood against the towering trees and mountains was still breathtaking.

"--Whoa."
"--Whoa!"

The two looked at each other and shared a giant grin. They were really here!
Tons of Hogwarts students were already waiting for them. Jamie had already scouted some interesting characters that he could talk to. This was going to be the best three weeks ever!

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English & Japanese

He was surprised at the sing songy voice that invaded his hearing. What he assumed at first was a beginning of a flashmob. Those that were 5 seconds away from breaking into song. Sara definitely wasn't used to being greeted in such a way, which is why he was caught off guard by the younger Mahoukotoro student wrapped his hands around his shoulders like they were best friends.

Now, Sara was all about physical affection and making friends. But he did feel like crying from not knowing who this person was. The guilt of not knowing their name was clawing him inside. Especially when they seemed to at least be familiar with Sara. He was aware he was one of the 1st years on the boat and took notice of his lavender robes but that was it.

Upon this ambush and growing guilt, he narrowed his eyes at the boy trying his hardest to remember his name. Did it start with A? B????? The more panic set in, the more angry he looked.

“You planning on scaring all the other school with that frown?” his question immediately relaxed Sara’s prior anguish.

“ Ahh… I - I mean- I didn't mean to… . Please don’t tell the other professors..”. It was good that the boy sounded like he was joking. If not he would have most likely made poor Sara cry thinking this was an interrogation. @Hui Ming

“How scary. But they have their own scary people, too. So let’s do something different.”

Being dragged by a stranger that was much younger than him was odd enough. Having told Sara didn't need to be scary because there were other scarier people was another. It was constant surprises coming from this boy.

“ come on, smile “

And the surprises don’t stop. Not that Sara was complaining. It was a much more refreshing conversation than Sara had with other younger students. Perhaps it was this gratefulness he felt that allowed him to do as the boy said, and smiled.

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That was not a smile. That was a smile when your enemies are hanging over a boiling cauldron screaming mercy. He had practised his smiling before arriving, but this would be the first time he showed the result of his labour. (Aryaan can determine how scary this looks). While Sara looked proud, he immediately went back to his resting frowning face when the 1st year suggested this trip would be fun.

“ We. Are. All. Going. To. Have. Fun!” he repeated, much more gently than the other boy, with a faint twinge of a smile. What a nice person! Just as Sara wanted to ask who he was, another ambush. One from a 1st year he was more familiar with.

"Sara! Aryaan! How cold of you to cuddle without me! Don't leave me out!"

Hiro’s entrance has made the 3rd year chuckle. “ It’s nice to see you again, Bakugo san“ he greeted with an attempt of a smile, happy to see another friend. And - also being dragged again but Sara should get used to this he supposed. And what did he call the other boy? Aryaan? @Kim Sato

He turned towards Aryaan, “ Ss-should I call you Aryaan san? Apologies- I’m not very sure how you prefer to be addressed”. It was important to know how a friend wished to be addressed. Sara would cry if he got something as small as this wrong. He’d hate to lose a new potential friend through this.

It was then Hiro suggested they meet this person who was ‘ pretty nice for a Hogwarts student’ that made Sara raise an eyebrow. Do Hogwarts students have a bad reputation? He recalled there was one student who moved to Mahoukotoro from Hogwarts. Were they perhaps escaping from whatever horror Hogwarts holds?

Nawhhhhh ^ ^ It can’t be that bad.

Or maybe it could, because the second Sara’s eyes fell onto the tiny strawberry-smelling student they were introduced to. As an instinct reflex whenever he lands on something so … pink.. his frown deepened at the sight of her. @Winnie Harper

He had spent years pretending the pink robes he was wearing himself was anything but the wretched color. If he was younger, he would choose this exact moment to leave right now. But he had grown and he could stand the sight of her …. pinkyness. Just as he got used to Hiro’s pink hair. She could be another potential friend!

“ H-hello “ he greeted, doing his best not to avoid eye contact. Once she smiled at him, he smiled at her in return.

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Yea- very pretty smile.

Sara stared curiously at the extended handkerchief, glad to see it was not pink at least.

"Here you go, Sara Senpai. I know allergies can be problematic. Hello, my name is Winnie Harper."

“H-huh? Oh..thank you” it took a while to understand the girl’s English, but once he got it, he gingerly took the handkerchief from her and bowed down slightly in gratitude with a small smile. Hogwart students really are nice! He didn’t even notice how puffy his eyes were. “Winnie ..Harper…. Can I call you..Winnie?” She had called him Senpai earlier. Though she used his first name instead of his last, perhaps she was attempting to respect his culture. How nice of her! For that, he would try to respect her culture as well if she allowed him to call her just Winnie.

After dabbing the napkin around the area of his eyes, he wanted to fold it once more before giving it back to Winnie until someone on it caught his eye. He peered closer to the embroidery neatly stitched onto the napkin with a gleam in his eyes.

Oh

My

God.

ITS A CAATTTTTTTTTT.

(insert winnie napkin)

Overwhelmed by the sheer cuteness of the marvelous embroidery, Sara started tearing up and looking angry as he always did when faced with the benevolent, adorable, and unforgettable creatures such as cats. The grabbed the hem of the napkin, making the embroidery face Winnie as he pointed towards the cat embroidery. “What’s this?” His voice had to be clear-cut and devoid of emotion. He was doing all he could to contain his excitement towards the handkerchief.

Sara was now new and improved, and could freely compliment cat related crafts without stumbling over his words. He needed to know who this cat was, and if Winnie knew them, or if Winnie did the embroidery herself. But trying to contain excitement was hard, and all he could do was ask her what it was. Perhaps she could explain more just from that?

But before he could act more menacing than he already did, someone yelled out "Shamsi!" and startled poor Sara. In comes another 1st year Sara was not so familiar with. But he definitely made his entrance different from how Aryaan and Hiro did theirs. Sara had a hard time believing he was a 1st year. He must’ve been a year or 2 younger than Sara and yet he acted much more mature than he could ever. "Bakugo-san! What are you two doing? Stand away from Kohana-senpai immediately! Remember your manners,” @Avery Chen

Ah, yes! He acted like Sara’s grandmother. Ah, yes he could definitely see them getting along well together. However, Sara was too busy glaring at the new boy to ponder on it further. Who was his name again? Come on, he must’ve heard about it before.

"Apologies, senpai,"

“Hu-huh? Oh no no. They were just very friendly.” If the new boy would look closer to Sara’s face, he could notice a single tear stream down from his eyes. Friendship was such a marvellous thing. Perhaps he was a bit jealous that Aryaan and Hiro didn’t ambush him as well. Since they were 1st years they must’ve had a deeper relationship with one another. Sara’s grandmother was jealous as well whenever her friends started gaining new ones. So touching that Sara shed a tear in admiration of that. Of course, one would feel possessive of their loved ones.

"I hope they haven't offended you." the boy said to Winnie.

This caused Sara to worry and turned towards her and gently asked“ Oh, Winnie, did we offend you?” he clutched the handkerchief in his hand tighter and dabbed away another tear. He didn’t want to offend, Winnie! She was so nice- and she had a cat handkerchief- and … well Sara despised her outfit but that was irrelevant.

Just as he thought it would be just then, someone had accidentally bumped into Sara. He turned around to see who had bumped into him and saw a shorter boy. Not one from Mahoutokoro at the very least. Sara was about to ask if he was okay until he was screamed at.

“I-I'M REALLY SORRY!!” Screamed the little fluffy-haired boy as he hugged his instrument closer.

Sara wasn’t stupid. He knew he didn’t have the most welcoming face. And this poor fluffy-haired boy was just one of the many who made a reasonable reaction. Perhaps this was just a bit shocking because Sara had just talked to Aryaan, Hiro, and Winnie. Who seemed almost immune to his constantly angry face. Sara learned no matter what he said, the boy may still be intimidated. So he did the next best thing.

Smile. @Pea Elena Fowl

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Clearly, his smiling had improved.

“No worries. And you..” he took in the fluffy-haired boy’s wet attire with a concerned look (that looks more like a glare).”Are…you okay?”

At least he seemed okay enough to compliment the Mahoutokoro uniform. Aw, he’s such a nice kid. Sara was meeting a lot of nice people today. He gave the boy another smile but did not respond with anything but a grateful nod. He would say the same about his outfit but he would be lying. It wouldn’t be bad if it was dried up, but everything looked sloppy when they were wet. Perhaps Sara could offer to dry him up once they get to the castle..

*ooc note: He just looks scary but that doesn't mean you need to feel obliged to make your characters terrified!

Interacting with: Hui Ming Aryaan Shamshi, Hiro Bakugo Kim Sato, Akari Shimizu Avery Chen, Winnie Harper, Elowen Fernsby Pea Elena Fowl

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Name: Hiro Bakugo | School: Mahoutokoro
Date: 03/19/22 | Time: 05:45PM | Ency: ✕ | Hair Color: Pastel Pink
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Unfortunately, Hiro did not have the same amount of experience when it came to spells that Winnie did, so he couldn't make use of magic to help him with his own attire. But that didn't mean he would suffer as a result, doing it physically was good enough for him, until the time came when he didn't need to. As Winnie spoke about fashion and clothes, calling particular attention to the color pink, Hiro smiled at the girl.

"Mm!" He said, enthusiastically but then seemed to reconsider for a brief moment. "But, not too pink, alright? I don't want to come across as a pink flower and blind everyone who lays eyes on me!" Hiro joked. He made a face when Winnie asked if he used a spell to color his hair and sighed, shaking his head. "If only. I don't know any spells to do so. Not yet at least." It was a shame, a real shame.

"So I must suffer from doing it by hand, which is such a chore! Do you know how long it takes to dye your hair??" The boy exclaimed and rolled his eyes.

He looked over Winnie's long auburn locks and already imagined doing certain things to it. Braids would look nice on her but not full braids, just some with a lot of hair flowing loose down her back. Or fun waves swept away from her face at just the right angle, while making use of some hair accessories. Lost in thought, he returned to the present when Winnie seemed to deflate upon hearing his words about his roommate, Mathias.

"You never know. He probably will one day, whenever that might be." Hiro told her and would have done or said something more but the arrival of some of his schoolmates distracted him. So, he temporarily broke away from Winnie to reunite with them. Sara greeted him in the usual respectful manner that was expected from Mahoutokoro students. Hiro didn't tend to do so with others. He was a little anomaly.

Not because he liked being disrespectful but because of other reasons.

He did call some people by their last names, but only under certain circumstances.

The pink haired boy grinned at Sara's hesitant question towards Aryaan, asking about the other's preference for his name. "You can call him whatever you want! Enjoy life, do whatever makes you happy!" Hiro said, unashamedly answering Sara's question, even though it hadn't been meant for him. He stuck his tongue out at Aryaan goodnaturedly, almost daring him to say otherwise. And then, Akira made his entrance.

"Akirrrrrraaaa!!!" Hiro let go of Sara and shot over to where Akira was standing before them. He wrapped his arms around the other boy's neck and kissed it quickly, releasing him before Akira could try and retaliate. Dancing backward a few steps he grinned at his fellow teammate. "It took you long enough to catch up to us! I missed you!" He teased Akira and glanced back over in Sara and Aryaan's direction.

Oh! A familiar face clad in pink had made her entrance.

Well, now he didn't have to drag his fellow schoolmates back to Winnie!

Perfect! As Winnie offered a handkerchief over to Sara, Hiro raised a brow. Like he'd thought, after he'd spoken with her, Winnie was a really nice girl.

But what she said made him tilt his head to the side. Allergies? Did Sara have allergies? Going from what he knew of him, Hiro was well aware that Sara Kohana had a tendency to cry a lot back at home. So he'd automatically assumed Sara had just been crying, but what if he had allergies too? The thought hadn't occurred to him until now. Curious, Hiro watched as Sara and Winnie interacted and Sara took the handkerchief.

"Do you really have allergies?" Hiro asked, not being able to help himself from asking Sara. He always liked getting to know people more. As the intimidating looking boy tried to smile, Hiro tried to hold back a laugh at the result. The last thing he wanted was for Sara to break out crying. But seriously... the way it looked... he'd have to give Sara some smiling lessons later. Hiro was a natural, he'd practiced for years.

Sara then held the handkerchief out before him and pointed at something on it, asking Winnie what it was. Hiro's curiosity aroused again and he tried to peek over Sara's shoulder at the item. "Aw, how cute! I love cats!" He exclaimed, placing his hands on Sara's shoulders to get a better look. And then someone barreled into Sara, which in turn upset Hiro's balance, as he naturally had been leaning on him, up until this point.

Having decent balance, due to being a Quidditch player, Hiro managed to remain upright and looked down at the newcomer. He was shorter than he was, but that was understandable as Hiro tended to be taller than most first year students. Hiro glanced back over at Sara and realized that he'd tried to smile again. Oh dear, hopefully he didn't scare the other boy away! If he did, that might have a bad effect on the other.

Hiro came up to Sara again and pushed himself up to whisper into Sara's ear. "I'll teach you how to smile later on. But you're doing a great job!" There. Giving some hope to Sara and also a carrot to keep his confidence up. Hiro turned his attention to the other student still standing in front of them. "Yo. I'm Hiro Bakugo. Nice to meet you! You are?" He asked with a smile, letting his eyes linger on him.

There were so many people here now, it was like a candy store for him!

The boy looked drenched, most likely he'd fallen into the water a bit earlier.

His robes weren't wet but the clothes beneath looked like they were and his hair was dripping wet. It was a shame Hiro didn't know any drying spells. As the boy complimented their uniforms, Hiro smiled again. "Yours looks rather interesting, do all the students wear the same colors of blue and cranberry?" He asked, curious. They were nice colors but at the same time odd if everyone there wore them.

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Interacting with:
| @Winnie Harper |
| @Hui Ming as Aryaan Shamsi |
| @Hanako Tone as Sara Kohana |
| @Pea Elena Fowl as Elowen Fernsby |
| Mentioning: @@ as N/A |
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Louca stood, waiting to see what would happen. Admittedly, he was prepared for most anything. He also half expected to end up back into the lake, and was prepared for that. Although having dried off so that he was mostly damp now, he did not look forward to restarting that process. But it was what it was, and better now than later. Things certainly were interesting at Hogwarts already, and he was curious to see what would happen in the two weeks they were here for.

His grin widened and his eyes brightened as the girl said she’d at least forgive him. He could take it although he did feel a little bad for the rest of the Ilvermorny students. Louca would do his best to change her mind, but for the moment decided to leave it be, thinking it would be better to approach her once there had been time to cool off, not literally of course. Keeping his hands loosely at his side, he said ”I will take that and I appreciate it. I also appreciate the lack of pushing.” Louca decided it would also be a good idea to stay away from any comments about having dried off a bit.

”Hi Haley, nice to meet you. I’m Louca” He almost stuck his hand out but at the last minute brought it back to his side, his hand still wet, and no place to dry it off. ”Sorry, probably don’t want to touch that right now, it’s kind of…well wet.” Louca grimaced slightly, but hadn’t wanted Hailey to think he was reluctant to shake her hand for any other reasons.

Louca saw her push another Ilvermorny student towards the water and internally he flexed a bit but kept his cool, although his smile dimmed a bit and his eyes grew a little darked. He reminded himself that the student wasn’t under any physical harm other than potentially getting wet again and moved on. ”So, you’re Durmstrang? What year?” He asked curiously.
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Interacting with @Hui Ming as Aryaan Shamsi and @Avery Chen as Akira Shimizu

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Roleplaying as Ilvermorny iNPC Grayson Ellis

mentions:Milosh Rehnquist @Annie Morgan, Hailey Farin @Selena Arden, Astrid Olsen @Anastasia Varney interactions: Charles Alluring @Henry Knight, Artemis Ladrian @Draven Mirador, Cassie McGregor-Martin @Lucia Fox

wordcount: 464 words outfit: ilvermorny uniform

Things were starting to get heated. Grayson was on the brink of stabbing grumpy Durmstrang boy in the neck, however, he was quite rudely interrupted. His resentful glare shifted to the origin of the voice. It belonged to a small brunette, perhaps another member of the Durmstrang gang? No, Grayson could tell she wasn't. He hadn't seen her in the lake, and he was sure she was already on the shore when they arrived. Plus, she seemed to be speaking something that was very not Russian. French? It sounded French. He couldn't really say, he had been speaking nothing but English his entire life. While she wasn't a student of the school that was currently trying to kill him, she seemed to be part of their little gang. (Seriously, was everybody friends here?)

After instructing everybody to shut up, and successfully too, as all the banter seemed to pause for a millisecond, she suggested the group call a truce and head inside. He considered the option for a second, he really did. The sound of warmth and food did sound nice. But Grayson was bloodthirsty. He'd make these kids suffer, even if he had to die to do it. "Look, sounds like an amazing idea, really," he spat. "But I actually have a few other priorities right now," he stated, furrowing his brow. But he really shouldn't have let his guard down.

Grayson's eyes widened as the boy pointed his wand. Four syllables, quite a simple word. One that would be easy to overlook. But Grayson was well aware of the consequences such a simple word could bring. While it was a spell he hadn't quite mastered himself, he had seen his upperclassmen, his fellow duelists, winning duels in a blink of an eye using a simple fire-making spell.

The boy let out a small gasp as he swiftly dived to the side, missing the spell just narrowly. His gaze whipped back to the boy who attempted to set him on fire, a deadly glint in his eyes. No, this was too far. Fire was lethal, he could've died right then and there. He strutted back up to him, gaze set forward before looking around. There seemed to be two more Durmstrang students joining the gang, two girls that everybody else seemed to be acquainted with. Grayson huffed, why were there so many of them?

He decided to shake it off, his gaze set back on the older boy. "Alright, that was too far you asshole," he hissed, pointing an accusing finger at the boy. Plan of action? He really didn't know. It was usually to run, but he was too pissed for that now. Violence? Yeah, that sounded good. He sneered, reaching over and attempting to strike the boy right across the face.

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charles's accuracy: 11 + 11 = 22
grayson's evasion: 18 + 7 = 25 (succesfully evaded)

feel free to roll for grayson's punch, or have it autohit