3 May 2022, 02:27
"Happy" Dhampir Meeting
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● @Anastasia Varney ===========● @Simon Kincaid |
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Just after dinner. Everyone had finished eating, everyone went back to their common room to study, read, discuss. Anastasia had taken her bag with her, to eat. As usual, she ate very little. Even less for the last week and a half. Anastasia left the Great Hall with everyone else, but turned towards the front door. She knew the door would be closed in a few minutes, but she had planned ahead. For a few months now, once a week, Anastasia had spent most of the night outside. And she had never been caught.At night, alone. It was the only time Anastasia could let go. Break out of her shell of the unpleasant introvert. Anastasia was an unpleasant introvert, and she accepted it. But she was more than that. She was a first year Ravenclaw. She was twelve years old. And she wasn't entirely human. Her father was a vampire. And she had indirectly killed him. By being curious. No one could blame her for wanting to spend time alone, to relax. Because, after all, Anastasia was putting herself under pressure to get the best grades possible.
Sitting on a stone, her eyes immersed in the reflection of the moon on the lake, Anastasia was thinking. She was thinking about everything and anything to avoid thinking about her father. For she knew what would happen if she thought of him. After several hours of thinking about absurd things, Anastasia thought of her father, who had died because of her. She closed her eyes to hold back the tears. Reflexively, she pulled her knees up to her and curled up into a ball. In public, Anastasia always held herself upright and was almost unfeeling. But now, who could judge her?
Why am I so proud of what I have written? xD
| Anastasia Blackwood-Varney Mors irrumat omnia |
6 Jun 2022, 12:29
"Happy" Dhampir Meeting
Approaching @Anastasia Varney
Maybe it was his dhampir reflexes and senses that somehow picked up on the fact that a student had gone out the Entrance and onto the Grounds so very close to curfew or maybe it was his own yearning to not end the night so quickly. Simon had much difficulty falling asleep most nights and sleep was rarely his friend, leaving the night long.
He decided he would follow his intuition and stepped out to the Grounds. The sun had lowered significantly in the sky but with Summer approaching the Scottish Highlands, it would set just before 10PM. Still, for a dhampir who wasn't able to share a good relationship with the sun, he was glad to see the sky was darkening quite nicely with the clouds that scattered along the horizon.
The Grounds weren't his normal place to patrol but prefects were allowed to extend their jurisdiction. Simon glanced over toward a tree to his left but instead he rested his focus forward on the path that lead toward the Great Lake. The Great Lake offered a stunning view of the Highlands and one he would surely miss over the Summer.
Abandoning his prefect duties he headed toward the Great Lake to see it; perhaps his last time before Second Year would come to a close. The moon came into view above, looking large as it was still rising in the sky. Something else caught his attention as he came closer. A girl sat at the Lake's edge and she seemed tired, sad, or lost in thought. Simon wasn't quite sure which. He approached slowly, so not to startle her.
"Looks like it's going to be a nice night," he said in a low voice to acknowledge his presence there. He was curious to see if she was alright and if not; perhaps he could help in some way.
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)
6 Jun 2022, 13:36
"Happy" Dhampir Meeting
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● @Anastasia Varney ===========● @Simon Kincaid |
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Still sitting facing the lake, Anastasia wiped away a tear with the back of her hand. She shouldn't cry. She should not be weak. Suddenly, she turned to see a boy walking towards her. She knew the boy by sight, he was a Hufflepuff prefect. "Don't panic." Even if he was a prefect, he wasn't going to punish her for wanting to be alone. Maybe he would understand? On second thought, Anastasia had gone out at night when she wasn't allowed to. Many people did but Ana had been caught. Too bad for her. Still, she had the feeling that the prefect was not there to punish her. That he could understand.━ Looks like it's going to be a nice night.
Anastasia turned her head towards the lake as the prefect sat beside her. Yes, the night was beautiful. A cloudless sky, full of stars in the sky. It was beautiful. Looking up at the stars, she didn't want to look at the prefect. Because looking at him could show her that she was broken inside. And Ana didn't want that to come out.
━ Except if you're giving me detention because I'm outside at night. I don't think you can understand it, but being out alone at night gives me some peace of mind.
Her voice was trembling. Why was her voice trembling? Anastasia bit her lip. There, she had shown herself as she was. Her punchline was good though. But she had let her side show that she was trying hard to hide. Deep down, she didn't care about being in detention. She just wanted the prefect to leave so she could be alone with the silence of the night.
| Anastasia Blackwood-Varney Mors irrumat omnia |
11 Jun 2022, 16:58
"Happy" Dhampir Meeting
Introductions with @Anastasia Varney
"Eh, I'm not really on patrol right now but rather taking a walk when the Scottish Highlands are at their most pleasant." Most would think that was probably during the morning or evening hours but for a dhampir like Simon Kincaid, it would always be at night. Even cloudy days still had sun and he would go out only occasionally. Now and then he would still meet with friends and there were broom racing practice and sometimes his pet rat just wanted some fresh air. Still, nights were definitely his own preference.
"I mean, it's not like you're trying to set the grass around the Lake on fire or hex the merpeople, right?" he asked with a small smile and came to sit down beside her without inviting himself, hoping she wouldn't mind. "...Right?" he asked, his voice a little more hesitant but in a playful manner.
He glanced over to her and didn't recall having met her before so he reached out. "Simon Kincaid. Second Year Hufflepuff." Yes, he left the prefect part out. He was a prefect but only newly appointed and still, being a prefect didn't mean you had to be some sort of super rule enforcing buzzkill around the school. If she was doing no harm, than no harm done.
Be kind to one another. (*iNPC is Miles Thatcher)