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Pearla Vexx

Second year, Slytherin

31 19

10 Nov 2023, 19:15

𓆙♱✮☽𓆙

Date: Early September
Time: 2:00 pm

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Thoughts | X
Speech | "X"

@Rhys Beynon

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The pallor girl had an hour or two before her next class; she'd decided she'd use the time to poke around the library; it was the first time she had visited the room since arriving at the school. Her last few days were easy; no one really spoke to her past introductions, and she didn't talk to them past a shared name. Having no idea what she was walking into with the school like this, She kept herself in top shape. Her contacts were in, her nails trimmed, and her skin mostly covered; her uniform was worn with intention. She didn't let a single wrinkle form in her travels, the knot of her tie tied perfectly against her collar. To all others, she might fit in at first glance to a more standard Slytherin from a standard witch family if it wasn't for one glaring difference. Her skin was pale and corpse-like, as if she'd never even heard what the sun was It was only brought out more by Dark auburn, practically brown hair, Something she hadn't had to worry about before now, Before school.

She'd ignore the nagging worry as she made her way in; her slightly chewed nails and clothing adjusting would thank her later. A smile planted firmly on her face while she started walking the shelves, exploring the topics and books Hogwarts had to offer. Her hair bounced along as she, herself, bounced from shelf to shelf. It looked like she was in a desperate search for something, but that something wasn't obvious. One moment, she was in a row for fiction pieces, pacing along the row, scanning books, and running her finger along the spine of books. The next minute, she stood before a shelf of old non-fictional writings. Something here at this shelf caught her eye, stopping her little walkabout and repeating the process of running her finger over the older books' spines, taking time to read the words on them so long as there was some to read.

Is one here? There has to be a book here.

Pearla let out a small, discontent sigh as the book or topic of the book didn't come up. Moving a ladder from nearby, she'd try to start searching the taller parts of the shelf. Climbing the ladder and leaning over the edge of it to get a closer look at the further books without needing to climb down and move it."..C'mon..." She'd speak quietly to herself. Pearla was still apparently not finding just what she was looking for, inching slightly further and further away from the ladder.

...If there is a will, there is a way...

Sta: 5|Eva: 6|Str: 3|Wis: 8|Arc: 6|Acc:2 | Year 1 Dhampir

Rhys Beynon

First year, Gryffindor

21 12

20 Nov 2023, 15:27

The Library
Outfit: Messy Uniform
@Pearla Vexx

The library was a wonderful place.

Was it the number of books and peaceful quiet that filled the room? The wonderful treasure trove of knowledge and experience to be gained? The scent of books that filled the room? Surely, the wondrous stories and tales of fantasy and adventure were a draw? Right? Well… Not exactly. The library had the comfiest couches outside of the common room. Tucked away on the fourth floor, the library was also the perfect place to take refuge in between all the long walks. The first had gotten lost no less than four times this first week.

Right now though?

The Gryffindor was lying lazily on one of the plush couches, their uniform messily worm. Their robe was tossed over the back of the couch, leaving them in their wool vest and white blouse. Their messy brown hair hung in wild locks around their face. She looked to be close to nodding off in the library…

Then she heard a discontent sigh. The Gryffindor blinked softly, peeking up over the arm of the couch to a girl climbing a ladder to look for a book. Her brows raised.

“Merlin, you’re as pale as a vinegar flavored Bertie Bott's bean,” she spoke out bluntly from the couch, looking up to the girl on the ladder. “It’s da first week o’ school, what could ya be looking for so desperately..?”

The ignorant Seer.

STAM: 06 | EVA: 04 | STR: 01 | WIS: 05 | ARC: 07 | ACC: 07 | Year 1 Seer