Twelve Cards PV Closed

Elena was lost in one of the page illustrations, it was hard to read about stuff like dragons without getting distracted daydreaming, that's probably why she didn't immediately notice when Elena Jangleton entered the room. The blue haired girl managed not to jump when the Gryffindor spoke, Jones shut her book and beamed at the prefect.

The blue haired Elena had taken a liking to Jangleton, they'd only met once before in the trophy room, it was surprising how many other people liked the peace and quiet that less populated places could bring. That was another odd thing about this school, she'd made two friends by accidentally meeting while they were both looking for somewhere nice and quiet. Both of them were Gryffindors too, maybe it said something about the impulsive house's residents that some of their students had actively sought out the quietest places on campus, Jones assumed that their dorm-mates must be rather noisy, why else would you leave a tower that gorgeous?

Jones just had a deep hatred for her common room's location and interior decorating, seeing the giant squid was great and all, but there was such a thing as moonlight, and weather, and you know, the actual sun, that are nice to see from time to time.

"Hi Elena! Thanks so much for coming, I'm turning twelve today!" Jones closed her book and put it away in her backpack, "How are you doing today? How's prefecting going?"

Ruby approached the door to the room a little warily. She could hear voices inside, so someone was definitely here already. Fine – that was fine. She gently reminded herself that others would be here and that there was bound to be people she didn't know from those "others". Who else is coming? How many people will be there? Ruby wondered. She didn't know who Elena was friends with, but she liked the blue-haired girl enough to make an effort to be friendly to anyone Elena valued, despite anything Ruby might end up thinking about them.

Ruby had decided that she wanted to get Elena a gift. However, when she had started figuring out what she wanted this to be, she found that she didn't actually know a great deal about specifics of Elena's interests. Eventually, she decided to buy her two books and give her some of Ruby's own drawings/sketches. The second part was something that Ruby was a bit unsure about. She couldn't actually recall showing others her art, and didn't realize how good it actually was. Her sketchbook was full of various sketches and other drawings, ranging in skill level from bad to impressive bordering on stunning. Of course, this talent hadn't just come overnight. Ruby started to practice art more seriously around the age of 6, when she was alone a lot and got bored easily. Ever since then, it became one of her passions and her skills developed a lot, showing the incredible progress that she made over time.

The pieces Ruby had selected to give to Elena were some that she liked the best and thought were good, even if she didn't really have anything to compare it to. One was of a wolf, drawn with only a few basic pencils, so it was in shades of black and gray. It was incredibly detailed, and it really had two wolves. The left hand of the paper was taken up with the first image of the wolf. It appeared to be peaceful, majestic, and confident, yet the eyes seemed to show emotion – it seemed secretly scared and lonely. The right side of the page contained the second image, which was the same wolf but snarling, showing the vicious, dangerous side of itself. Ruby could connect pieces of this drawing to herself and greater themes or messages, but she just hoped that Elena would like it even half as much as Ruby did herself. These sketches were a part of her, every single one, in some way, and they meant a lot to her. Elena might not have known that Ruby hadn't shown anyone before, and she might not have known that giving some of these as a gift was monumental, in a way, but at least there was the possibility that she could appreciate the art.

The second drawing was a human, a dancing female. The dancer had her hair loose and was drawn in the air, apparently mid-leap. She wore an outfit that made it clear that she was a ballet dancer. This drawing reminded Ruby of when she took ballet classes for a little while when she was very young, and a professional ballet performance she went to see once. The final drawing was of another human girl – a teenager – this time from a back view. The rest of the picture was an explosion of color. It incorporated parts of nature and the elements that clearly seemed to be wielded by the girl. There was a roaring fire, lightning striking nearby earth, a vine and other similar plants curling and snaking up around the girl's body, orbs of water in a pattern, and more.

Ruby stared at the package in her hand that contained these things one more time and then walked into the room. Ruby had her hair in a fishtail braid, and she wore dark blue jeans and a long, olive-green cardigan with a pristine white shirt underneath and a long golden necklace (like in this picture but without the bag and watch).

When Ruby entered the room, she was straight-backed and had the same air about her, as always. This air that she gave off was one of sharp intelligence, confidence (yet not necessarily arrogance), sophistication, and something else – passion, power, ambition, or all three. She was extremely analytical and observant, with a good memory and the apparent need to calculate as much as possible. The first thing she did after she walked in the room was look around and absorb all the details with the one long glance. This included the girl who was talking to the other Slytherin first year. Time to analyze… where to start, where to start… Ruby pondered.

After a moment’s contemplation, she decided to delay the analyzing for once and speak first. “Hi, Elena!” she said to her friend, making sure that there was a break in the conversation and that she had been noticed before she spoke. Of course, she didn't know that the other girl's name was Elena too, but she glanced at the stranger and directed her a friendly smile anyway. Ruby had become a master at acting and deceiving, but it didn't require a huge amount of effort to attempt to be friendly to Elena's friend. It could benefit Ruby, too, which was always a good incentive for her to do something. She waited briefly for a reply.

The Slytherins were streaming on in, and Elena had a moment of realisation that she had pretty much no close friends in Hufflepuff and no friends at all in Ravenclaw. Which was almost funny, it looks like she attracted adventurers and artists more than anyone else.

Elena grinned and got up. Ruby had the same calculating posture and curious eyes which had drawn Jones to her the first time. Her presence was somehow calming, and Elena had thought Professor Risa might like her, “Hi Ruby! Thanks so much for coming. I’m happy to see you!”

As soon as Elena had finished greeting Ruby, Min-seo walked in with her usual shy but composed aura. Elena liked the Korean girl quite a lot, and beamed at her, happy to see she came.

“Hi Min-seo! I’m so glad you came. Ruby, Min-seo, this is Elena Jangleton. She’s awesome, you’ll probably like her.” Elena gestured to the tables, “The house elves decided we’d starve if we tried to feed ourselves, so they made some sandwiches and there’s cake for later. I managed to get the comfy chairs in as well. So that’s pretty cool! It looks like we’re just waiting on Hugh, Bella, and Risa. Rorie might come too but I’m noy sure, and Ana’s got something on today so she can’t make it.”

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Aoi's Outfit

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot,...
Too late, he was sooo late. Of course he forgot the time, who needed watches anyway? Time? Just a silly construct, not at all useful... Being in a bit of a hurry, his mind left little creativity to his chosen attire. He had simply jumped out of bed where he had been napping underneath the pile of clothes stacked where his pillows used to be. Shirt untucked and buttoned up all wrong, two different kind of socks graced his feet as his shoes where still dangling around his neck whilst hanging on their tied laces.

He leaped down two steps at a time from the dormitory and managed to almost fall at least three times until he reached the common room door. His arms were still flailing all around him as he was trying to figure out how his red sweater had managed to get itself wrapped up the way it was. As the sleep ridden boy wriggled the red piece of cloth over his head, he bumped into a gryff or two while crawling through the portrait. The young scruffy looking kid took a halt after his little exit and allowed himself to put on his shoes with ease. With a quick jump on the stairsdownwards, he continued his journey as he swung his robes over his shoulders.

Oh boy, oh boy. I must be so late by now. He ran through the many halls of the castle as he tried to get toi the first floor as quick as his feet could get him passed the crowded hallways. Eventually he managed to reach the dark wooden door that opened up to the study room. Heavily out of breath, he let his hands drop to his knees as he bent over whilst grasping for short breaths of air. "Okhaayhh.. Hhhere I chhome..."

In his pressuring himself to reach his destination he gave the door a push with a little too much force. Causing it to swing open with a loud bang. Which in turn made Hugh jolt up in a mix of utter shock and embarrassment. Cringing by the sound of the door's collison with the wall, he slowly shuffled inside. Oh yeah suuure. We'll be fine. No one's hurt yet. Just recover...

He brandished one of his famous smirks and simply flashed his fingerguns at all present. "Helloooooowe there" Finishing off with some clicking sound effects as he fired off some imaginary shots. Why on earth he had even agreed to this was now a fading memory as his desire to run all the way back kept on growing...