CL Augurey The Sad Bird Club

Christopher was very annoyed with his mother. He just wanted to spend his summer at home locked in a room with his books. He had no need for fun and games, no need for companionship, no need for the insufferable noise that would come from this many people in such a small space. But no, his mother really wanted him to go to this stupid camp so that he could "grow" and "mingle". He had no desire to mingle, he viewed most of his classmates at Mahoutokoro as being beneath his interest. He was sure he'd feel the same way at this camp but, here he was.

And so he walked through the campgrounds looking for, well wherever it was he was supposed to be going. He really had no earthly idea where but he was sure he could find it eventually. He had his rucksack on his back packed with the bare minimum in terms of clothes and everything else, and as many books as he could fit in it. If he couldn't read at home he figured he'd just read at camp. There had to be plenty of out-of-the-way places for him to get away from the masses.

Eventually, he found the bulletin board with the cabin assignments. He was in the Augurey cabin. How nice, he liked wearing black and had what many people called a "dark" personality so of course they'd stuck him in the cabin named after the Goth Phoenix. He quickly looked down the list and recognized Chiaki was in his tent, she was a tolerable presence, and he would go out of his way to learn as few of the other names as possible.

He made his way over to the cabin and had to admit, it was a very nice cabin. Aesthetically pleasing and it was bound to be comfortable inside. Christopher opened the door and silently entered, wordlessly looking around the room while he looked for familiar faces. There appeared to be a kid from Mahoutokoro here already but Christopher definitely didn't recognize him. There were a couple of kids there that he recognized from the Hexiwizard task but he couldn't tell you their names with a gun to his head, and then there were a couple of students he'd never laid eyes on at all. There was also an adult in the room whom he'd seen around but didn't know, he could only assume she was a Hogwarts professor. Perhaps a chaperone?

As Christopher's eyes scanned the room, looking from face to face, he saw one of the girls - he didn't know her name - had long, flowing brown hair and pale skin, Chirsopther didn't know why but he found her quite intriguing and his gaze lingered longer than he intended to. It wasn't really a leer but he seemed to unsettle people so easily that it probably came off that way anyway. At last, his eyes moved to who he assumed was the professor. Christopher didn't like talking to anyone really but he made an effort to maintain a good relationship with faculty members if he could - you never knew when you might need to be bailed out of trouble. He gracefully walked over to her and extended his hand and with a polite smile said, "Hello, I don't believe we've met but I'm assuming you're a professor here at Hogwarts, my name's Christopher."

Interacting: @Sabine Blumenthal Mentioning: @Cassie Jiang

Alaric glanced his head to look at the boy who spoke, he was definitely from Hogwarts and seemed to be experiencing the same disappointment as Alaric. "Wie schade," he said to him. "What are you called?" Alaric asked. what a shame

Alaric lay there even when he heard (and then saw, in his upside down position) someone else walk in. She looked way older than the rest of us, perhaps a professor? A cat plopping by her feet. "Eine Katze!” he gushed, looking at the cute creature. A cat

The fact she was a professor was confirmed when she introduced herself. "Hello! I am called Alaric. What is the cat called?" Alaric asked, a grin on his face. Care of Magical Creatures! Alaric bet Lucian was living his dream there. "Care of Magical Creatures? I bet my cousin at Hogwarts loves them; Creatures are his life. He keeps telling dad about new animals he might meet at work when we visit. I mean I love it too but not as much as him!" Alaric, once again, waffled.

He has a mouth for a reason?

A blush quickly formed onto his cheeks when she called him sugar and he slowly slithered down to land on his bum, a hand coning to his head as he got used to being the correct way up. "Not really, ma’am. I do them all the time," he explained, feeling good again. The blush still firmly on his cheeks as he deduced ‘sugar’ was a pet name of sorts. Is this the word? It sounded off. A pet name is something like what his owl his called! Like how Lucian’s lizard is called Spyro!

Just then, another boy walked in and Alaric quickly glanced at him. He looked tall and skinny. He looked weaker than Alaric himself and the young Durmstrang boy thought he had more muscle than the probably-older boy.

He introduced himself as Christopher.

"Hello, Christopher!" Alaric greeted, that same everlasting grin - the one that probably annoys Klaus the most as it means he hadn’t broken him - on his red face. "I already like this room!" he just hoped they could move past his occasional German comment.

RPing as Zophyr Qethnis from Uagadou

Genderfluid, pronouns at the moment: they/them

☽ Kirundi | French | English | Swahili | Arabic | Tswana | Xhosa ☾

Date: July 1 2023 Time: Morning

Interacting with: Ritsu Ogazaki @André Lebedev Mentioning: Alaric Havertz @Lucian Mornstern, @Cassie Jiang, @Sabine Blumenthal

Zophyr watched from their stance beside the couch as many new people entered the cabin. A lot of them were from Hogwarts, though there were a few from other schools, but it seemed they were the only one from Uagadou. Not that they really minded. They spent the rest of the year with their school.
The boy Zophyr had approached - the one whose bed was below theirs - smiled at them and said he hoped he was a good bunkmate. Zophyr smiled back. "Me too. My name is Zophyr Qethnis, what is yours?" They were sure he'd already introduced himself to the girl, but they hadn't heard.

A boy - a very talkative one, at that - who introduced himself as Alaric was lying half on, half off his bunk, but he slid down when the newly arrived professor asked him about it. Zophyr decided that they liked this cabin. Sure, the colors were a bit... sad, and the rain was annoying, but they liked the atmosphere with all their dormates.
And this Alaric boy... goodness, he was cheerful. His optimism was contagious. Zophyr couldn't help smiling back at him. They wondered if he was always like this, even at his own school. Probably.
The professor who had come in introduced herself as Sabine Blumenthal, a hogwarts teacher who taught care of magical creatures. Zophyr nodded in agknowledgement. Hopefully she would be able to keep a bunch of teenagers from wreaking havoc in the cabin. She was a professor, after all - she had to be used to that.

DATE: July 1st

INTERACTING: @open

Summer. Most see summer as the moment to do the things they’re passionate about or relax and sleep their days away. Others see it as an excuse to stay indoors. Unsurprisingly, Courtney O’Riley herself is one of those. Seeing summer as more of an annoyance than fun.
She originally planned on going back home for the summer, but due to her mom’s request (that felt more like a demand to Courtney), Courtney signed up for summer camp. Summer camp. Oh, summer camp. Not what Courtney had in mind. In fact she was reluctant to even sign up and just lie to her mother about it. How she was gonna lie about a Hogwarts summer camp, who knows, anything is possible.
When arriving at Augurey cabin, Courtney was comfortably greeted by nicely decorated furniture and a muted color palette. It reminded her of all the wealthy families in California with impossibly expensive views out to the mountains. The cabin felty like home in some sort of way, a calm peaceful home. A home where once you come in you could smell lavender and honey coming from the kitchen. A fresh breeze from the outside. And the sounds of birds singing a song that they could understand and sounded like noise to the rest.
Perhaps summer camp isn’t so bad. There’s still tons of activities to come and friends to meet! One problem. Courtney doesn’t know how to talk to people. Back home it was always her mom that made her socialize, but now she has to, on her own. How does one socially awkward book worm talk to pretty, talented, social butterflies?
From taking a look around the cabin, Courtney noticed a few that stood out. But not enough to make an impression. At least right now. Everyone was in their own world, this cabin was home to them as well. That’s what it seemed to Courtney. Courtney could exactly make some friends this summer. Maybe of course.

WC: 327 NOTES: This should've have taken me as long as it did.

As Serena walked into her assigned cabin for this summer camp, she felt a mix of emotions. Excitement, of course, for another year of summer fun, but there was also a bit of apprehension. Serena could not help but bring her fingers up to her lips, dark and with cracks extending out, as she thought about what happened almost a year ago at this very camp. Who knew that an innocent game of Spin the Bottle could cause her to become cursed? Unfortunately, Serena had still not figured out how to fix her predicament, so for now, she was stuck looking like she desperately needed some chapstick.

But Serena tried to shake off those memories as best as she could as she entered her home for the next month. The decor was pleasing to the eye, and the constant sound of rain made her feel calm and at ease. Rolling her suitcase over to the beds, Serena chose a bottom bunk towards the back of the room. She placed her suitcase next to it, hoping that her fellow cabinmates would understand that that meant the bed was taken. She sat down on the bed and watched as everyone began choosing beds and introducing themselves. Serena did her best to take notes of everyone’s names. She also figured that she should introduce herself as well.

“Hey, everyone. My name’s Serena. Nice to meet you!” She said, giving a little wave.

Astrid arrived to the summer camp with all the other students of Durmstrang. Her broom in one hand, her suitcase in the other, she followed the group of students to the cabins. Today, she was wearing a red jumpsuit with matching red sunglasses ans black shoes. This year, the cabins were assigned randomly.Last year, you could choose the tent that represented you the most. This year it wasn't the case. When her little frame finally reached the cabin lists, she was a bit disapointed. The Augurey Cabin. Astrid has absolutly nothing against Augureys. They're just... sad birds.
But being part of the Sad Bird Club didn't meant that Astrid was not doing a dramatical entrance. No no. The people inside were going to see her arrive. If not, where's the fun. Astrid is short and she knows it. So she tends to be quite dramaticall to be seen and heard. Because, really, when you're short, nobody takes you seriously.
— Hello hello everyone! Oh, hi Miss. Hey Alaric!
The girl had openned the door with her foot, her two hand carrying her stuff. She had started by loudly greeting everyone, and then saw that a teacher was already in there. Then she saw Alaric, a third year Durmstrang that was now the youngest of the Quidditch team. Astrid walked to a bed to drop her stuff on a top bunk. She would personalise her bunk later. Right now, she was going to meet everyone.

Interacting with : @Lucian Mornstern as Alaric Havertz, @Sabine Blumenthal
Mentionning : everyone

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𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈: @ 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈: @Simon Kincaid and everyone else (introduction)

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𝒪𝒪𝒞 𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒 Reducio

Mellani knew she was slightly late, but not too much as she entered the tent. She wondered if she should have chosen to go home. She's been away for so long and had not even gone during Christmas and Easter. She felt bad, even though she was doing it just so that she could feel more used to the environment over here. Mellani sighed, shaking her head to clear her thoughts as she walked into the cabin.

In her hands, Mellani held Lavvy, her pygmy puff to whom she had gotten very used to recently. She liked the cabin, especially how simple-looking it was. She knew there were probably a few people who did not like the simplicity and dullness, but she was not one of those few.

Mellani looked around, looking for some familiar-looking faces and noticed Simon. "Hey Simon!", she said, sending a subtle wave in his direction. She wondered whether she should introduce herself to everyone else or not, and after a bit of pondering, she wend with doing it. "Hey everyone! I'm Mellani", she said.

Mellani held Lavvy close to her as she looked at everything more minutely. She loved how the beds were arranged, taking care to giving a feeling of privacy to the occupants. Mellani wondered whether she would make new friends at camp.

Open to interactions.

WIS: 8 ACC: 7 STA: 5 EVA: 5 ARC: 6 STR: 5
Fearless

Alaric eyed another person when they walked in. It was an older looking girl! "What is your name?" Alaric asked her curiously, fiddling with his ring. "My name is Alaric," he introduced, giving her a charming smile. She then said hi to us all and introduced herself as Serena. Nice name. Alaric waved back enthusiastically.

Once again, Alaric’s attention shifted to the newcomer. Thankfully, this was someone he knew— somewhat. Astrid was a fellow Durmstrang attender, she’s way older than Alaric though! A massive grin came about him at the knowledge he would be in here with someone sort of familiar. "Hi Astrid!" he greeted, eyeing her broom. A shot of anxiety filled him up when he remembered what else he was doing here. Alaric managed to get a place on the Quidditch team for this summer! As a beater no less. It was perfect.

But he was also really nervous.

Nervous at making a mockery of himself. Not only would he embarrass himself in front of Maila but yet again his brother would be disappointed in him. Alaric isn’t sure why he still loves the idea of Klaus being proud of him because he knows that it will probably never happen. No, Alaric had too much of a soul for Klaus’ taste. Yet, the thought of perhaps if Alaric can do a good job in the game then maybe, just maybe, Klaus will have a smidge of pride. After all, he would bring both Durmstrang and his family a good image! Even if the team lost. Alaric needs to play well. AND he was the youngest on the team. "How are you?" he asked her, finally sliding onto his bed by scooting back and lifting himself up with his legs and wriggling on his back.

Alaric kicked his shoes off and put his feet on the bottom of the top bunk so he could entertain himself by rolling back as far as he could again and again.

Klaus would probably be like (and Alaric thought this in a deep and silly voice) 'Simple things for simple minds' in that usual condescending tone. Alaric rolled his eyes and carried on with his fun, letting out a loud huff when ANOTHER girl entered the cabin. How many more people still needed to arrive? He hoped for some more boys. Alaric deduced it was a somewhat 8:4 girl to boy ratio!

He wasn’t sure about the person on one of the top bunks; so he put a point in both.

"Hello, Mellani. I am called Alaric! I come from Durmstrang - also known as the BEST SCHOOL in the world - and I am also eleven (11) years old!" he introduced almost in monotone (apart from the Durmstrang comment <capital letters> as that had loudness to it) as he focused on his activities with the 'ceiling' and his feet.

He then dropped his legs down and quickly sat up, "Ow! Sheiße," shit he swore when his head came into contact with the top bunk. He hissed and rubbed his head. "Nicht passiert, alles gut," Nothing happened, all good he assured them all with a grimace. "I think we should play all 21 questions! To get to know each other because we're going to be together for a month? I think," he looked at everyone best he could.

Angelique Anastasia Selemine was back at Hogwarts.

More precisely, back for summer camp there, and she couldn't have been more excited. She was going to be competing for her school, Koldovstoretz, make new friends and meet new people and hopefully have a really good time. The staff were efficient, and Angelique was soon allocated into a cabin. It was a lovely one really, with matching theme though perhaps rather gloomy for her taste.

So the Broom Racer walked in with her trunk kept in pristine order and neat from her travels. Angelique quickly noticed that there were quite a few people there, and she gave them a cheery wave.
"Hello! I'm Angelique, pleasure to meet you all. Looking forward to staying in the cabin together!" She added and quickly dumped both her suitcase and bag with her name on it.

The gymnast choose a small bed in the corner and opened the curtains. It looked soft to sleep in, and she admitted that Hogwarts did them proudly. She waved to the professor that was guiding them, and slowly began to unpack her bag. The suitcase was stationed in the corner of the room near her bed, and she wondered if she would have enough courage to talk to someone. Or even better, they would approach her.