The Slytherin Table 2021-2022

Larino Speaking (English)
Larino Speaking (Japanese)
Others Speaking

DATE: January 2023
TIME: Afternoon
PLACE: Astronomy Tower
INTERACTING WITH: @Guinvere Russetwood and @Renée Danvers

Larino was rather annoyed about what had happened, but Guinvere brushed it off like it was nothing. He always seemed to get annoyed about the little things like this- he just didn't understand how everyone else looked at it like it was nothing. She asked if it was Japanese, and Larino replied with: "Yes, it was actually." She did make him feel better, by saying how she is also bilingual, and that it's fine to speak in something nobody understands by mistake. He silently hoped she was right.

She then began to talk about flying lessons, and Larino picked up on how once she had to fly through bad weather, which, he had to admit, scared him a little. But he did like the idea of being up in the air, free to fly- very much unlike an aeroplane, which he had flown in countless times, where the only thing he could do was sit down for hours on end. "It'll be fun, though," He heard her say, then the two of them, with the addition of Renée on the other side of her, who had kind of left the conversation, continued to eat. Eventually, the plates of food cleared as the desserts replaced them, making him jump. "Guess I'll have to get used to that." He muttered, still being careful to not speak Japanese while he was there. He had promised himself that he wouldn't do that, yet here he was.

• S U M M A R Y •

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Guinvere had reassured Larino that accidentally speaking another language is fine, but he was still annoyed about it, since he'd promised himself that he would not do it. She told him about flying, and how it can be scary at times, which did make him a little afraid. When the plated magically cleared and were replaced with desserts, Larino jumped, and muttered one sentence. In English, thankfully.

Post layout and graphics by Larino Arveli

Outfit

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DATE ┊ 09/01/22 -----OUTFIT ┊ click here-----HAIR ┊ natural-----MENTIONS ┊ @Xaiver Rankus-----
STATUS ┊ closed/ended-----WC ┊ 220/200-----ENGLISH ┊ "words"-----SWAHILI ┊ "words"-----THOUGHTS ┊ "words"

-----Caoimhe walked through several dimly lit passageways featuring random bright flyers plastered on the stone walls advertising clubs, events, and other social activities of the sort. The corridors leading to the Great Hall were dull and lifeless in the evening time as Caoimhe concluded. Hogwarts students would breathe life into the space, but there wouldn't be a soul seen as most were eating or lounging in their common rooms. This gave the space an almost void and eerie feeling.

As the young girl approached the entrance of the room, there was an orange glow bouncing off the walls from the floating candlesticks and gargoyles holding small braziers that would radiate warmth into the emptiness around her. A couple steps closer and you could hear occasional shrieks, laughter, and conversations from students and faculty alike. Each of the Houses' flags waved gloriously above the tables as if indicating the assigned seating for the students as if the color-coordinated table runners' weren't a sign enough.

Despite all tables being full of warm bodies and heaping amounts of food prepared by house elves, the temperature was perfect with a slight breeze drafting from the large glass windows that combatted the heat. The Great Hall was always a sight to behold in Caoimhe's eyes. With every nightly visit Caoimhe would take to eat, her breath would be taken away stunned by such architectural design and decor that reflected approaching events or holidays. From the ceiling to the floor, there was never a single flaw to be found.

"Wow.." Caoimhe muttered softly while turning her head to take it all in again yet again. Above her head was a green flag stamped with the Slytherin emblem; her Housemates already sat and began their feast. Caoimhe walked briskly in between her table and the Ravenclaw's to find an empty spot. Cliques formed within Slytherin tended to sit in the front and middle of the long table (as far away from teachers so they could converse about mischief without being heard), but as Caoimhe continued toward the back she spotted a few empty chairs within the looming eyes of the professors. At the end sat another 1st year Slytherin; she remembered his face at the Sorting Hat ceremony but not his name. Caoimhe benched herself a couple of spaces away from the boy who was eating and did not want to disrupt him, so she began to prepare her empty plate with chicken and roasted vegetables before taking a sip of water.

"Hey.. I’m Xaivier Rankus, a first year in Slytherin - well that should be obvious - and I like books, animals, learning, and cultures other than my own. I’m very nervous talking to you and I feel like this is awkward and I hope I don’t make a bad impression so…. Uh.. what’s your name?"

Caoimhe set her glass down gently while smiling subtly at him: "My name is Caoimhe, it's my first year too," she began, "You're fine, all of this is overwhelming for me as well."
She took her fork and ate a small bite of broccoli before returning to the conversation: "Do you have any book recommendations?"