Finished La Réunion PV Aurélie Duval

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

@Emily Shephard October 19, 2024

sta 6 | eva 9 | str 6 | wis 8 | arc 6 | acc 7 fearless, perfectionist

"french" | "english" | thoughts | "others"

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Aurélie walked away from the Autumn Ball with her head in the clouds. Her eyes barely saw anything in front of her, because they were still stuck on a particular person with whom she'd spent most, if not all of, the night. Peter Smith @Brookline Quinn. Her fellow Beauxbatons student, and a good friend. Her Welsh tutor, and her "date" for tonight's ball.

Thoughts of that game of murder mystery that they'd played-- in which she'd died in literally the first round; like seriously, it was like they were targeting the most enthusiastic player of all time-- had already flown out of her mind. She always had an active mind, never once resting on one thing for too long, so this was odd. Why couldn't she stop thinking about her amazing night with Peter?

She was so caught up, she almost didn't notice a familiar face in the courtyard that she was pretty much aimlessly wandering. I really have to get back to Beauxbatons camp. But before she could convince herself to turn around in the night, she heard the particular familiar face call out to her.

"Aurélie??"

Aurélie's head whipped in that direction, a sheepish smile already on her face, when she realised it wasn't who she'd hoped it would be... but it was a surprise nonetheless!

"Emily!?" Of course, there shouldn't have been such confusion in her tone. They were at a Hogwarts-hosted ball, and Emily was a Hogwarts student. But they'd only met once-- a year ago exactly at last year's Fall Ball-- so it was still a surprise to see her. She still remembers me! The thought jolted the French girl awake from her daydreams. She bounded up to the Hogwarts girl with a bright smile. "How are you doing? Did you just come from the ball, too?"

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October 19th 2024 - After the Autumn Ball
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
With Aurélie Nathalie Duval @Ophelia Northwell

It was Aurélie! And still as bubbly and brimming with confidence as ever! Emily pranced over with matched energy as the two ladies came up to each other, Emily immediately outstretching her arms to hug her when Aurélie was close enough. How poetic it was that the two would cross each other's paths at another Hogwarts Ball. The Spring Ball hardly felt so long ago now that the two were together again.

"Oh Aurélie... It's been a few months yet it feels like we've just met all over again," Emily said fondly. "Back again for another round of Hogwarts revelry I see!"

Emily released Aurélie from her squishy grip, inviting her to sit down on the fountain with her as she reclaimed the spot she sat in a few moments ago. "As you can see, I'm still meandering around after the Autumn Ball. The time flew by so quickly I still keep forgetting that the event is over now...! I don't remember the Spring Ball going by anywhere near as quickly as this one!" She laughed.

"I must say as well, you look lovely! You always dress so wonderfully. Meanwhile I'm over here in my usual skirt and cardigan," she grinned proudly before softening her tone some. "Though I couldn't help but notice you had your head in the clouds. It looked like you were thinking really hard about something."

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Stats: Stamina: 7 | Strength: 6 | Evasion: 6 | Wisdom: 8 | Arc Power: 7 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

@Emily Shephard October 19, 2024

sta 6 | eva 9 | str 6 | wis 8 | arc 6 | acc 7 fearless, perfectionist

"french" | "english" | thoughts | "others"

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Aurélie accepted the friendly embrace from Emily, giving the Hogwarts girl a soft squeeze back with her arms. Her lips were turned up in a smile, how she loved seeing the friends she'd made in foreign schools during these international events. There was always that little fear inside Aurélie, that her friends wouldn't remember her, that they'd not look back upon their times together like the French girl did. It always warmed her when she realised that she was remembered.

"Hogwarts revelry, of course." Everyone knew that the best times that anyone had was during these international events, which were most often Hogwarts balls, though the summer camp was something Aurélie had enjoyed as well.

"Oh, it was the Spring Ball where we met last?" The French girl had totally believed it to be the last Fall Ball. "So it hasn't been a year, then? Oh, whoops." She laughed off the mistake. It felt like forever since she'd last seen Emily, but she supposed that it could just feel like that because of all that had happened in between. A whole summer of camp fun had passed, along with all the pleasant mundanity of school life.

At Emily's kind compliment of Aurélie's dress, the French girl looked down at herself. The grey tulle dress that she'd pulled herself into wasn't anything special, compared to many of the other girls' dresses, but in her opinion, it suited her. Along with the little grey dove clip that held her bun in place, the outfit practically screamed Aurélie Nathalie Duval.

"Aw, thanks. Your usual skirt and cardigan looks great on you." While Emily's style choices didn't mirror Aurélie's own, that didn't mean it didn't look absolutely stunning.

"Oh," Aurélie found her cheeks heating, and she silently cursed herself for her lack of observation. "Well, I wasn't thinking about much... just my date to the ball." Only too late did the French girl realise what she'd told Emily the school year before: that she wouldn't ever willingly get a fancy schmancy date to a ball willingly. That contradiction was sure to bring about some questions.

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October 19th 2024 - After the Autumn Ball
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
With Aurélie Nathalie Duval @Ophelia Northwell

Of course. Emily ought to have guessed it from the start. Where good times were being held and spirits were high, Aurélie would always be there. A bundle of sunshine and energy like her would be the last person to miss out on a dance, even if said dance was all the way out here at Hogwarts.

"I suppose it shouldn't have come as a surprise. You always put so much effort into attending these events, it almost feels alien whenever you're not around!" Emily chuckled. "And you always put so much effort into making your attendance count too! This little outfit of mine has been pulled out of the cupboard as a last minute decision yet you are just simply stunning by comparison...!"

Aurélie did seem like the kind of person to take party etiquette very seriously. Not that she shouldn't! Though twice now had Emily felt like she was a tiny bit bland compared to Aurélie's outfit, energy and overall charm. She ought to have a whole legion of admirerers back home, which was why it was strange to hear that Aurélie was thinking about her Ball partner in a more concerning light, just by going off her facial expression alone.

Emily knew it shouldn't be her business, but her next string of words fell out too quickly for her to reel them back in.

"Your date, you say... Did something happen? Oh I hope they didn't leave you unaccompanied at the Ball... Did they??"

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Stats: Stamina: 7 | Strength: 6 | Evasion: 6 | Wisdom: 8 | Arc Power: 7 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

@Emily Shephard October 19, 2024

sta 6 | eva 9 | str 6 | wis 8 | arc 6 | acc 7 fearless, perfectionist

"french" | "english" | thoughts | "others"

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Aurélie grinned at Emily's long string of compliments. She was more than just the sweet girl that the French student had taken her for when they'd first met. She seemed strong, calm, purposeful in a way that Aurélie couldn't say she matched. They were two different sides of a coin, and though they'd met only once before today, Aurélie considered the Hogwarts girl to be a friend, true and kind.

"Oh, come on. Your dress suits you well, Emily. Don't down play yourself! And plus, I only have such clothing. My pureblood grandparents wouldn't let me go anywhere wearing anything else." Though she said this with an eye roll accompaniment, Aurélie truly did love her grandparents, though they were a bit old fashioned when it came to certain things like speaking to specific people and dressing a certain way. It was annoying, to say the least, but it was all for the girl's own good, at least in their minds. Anaïs Océane Duval, her gandmother, specifically was Aurélie's most trusted confidante. She might even be her most favourite person in the whole wide world.

And then, there it was. Emily asked about the one thing that Aurélie didn't really want to talk about. Her date. Nothing had gone wrong, of course, it was just that if she so much as thought about Peter-- oh, well there it was happening again. Her cheeks heated and she beat back the feeling, reeling every emotion in. @Brookline Quinn

"Nothing, nothing. A Beauxbatons boy asked me to the ball this year, and we had a great time. I just wanted to leave and go to bed, you know how tiring these events are." She hoped to leave it at that. "And you, how are you, Emily? Gotten up to any mischief recently?" Aurélie's eyes sparkled. Deep down, she believed everyone could get into mischief, even sweet, perfect Emily.

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October 19th 2024 - After the Autumn Ball
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
With Aurélie Nathalie Duval @Ophelia Northwell

There she went again. Aurélie, the lovely lady who just shined with goodness. Emily could try and downplay herself as many times as she could, even if it was for something as small as for joke purposes, but Aurélie would make it known just how much every individual person dazzles just by being themselves. Hearing Aurélie praise Emily like that made the Huffie glow pink in the cheeks.

"You're too kind, Aurélie! Now admittedly, I don't know much about Pureblood customs and their standards... All I know is that dress looks lovely on you!"

Emily would never had known Aurélie was Pureblood had she'd not said it. She didn't strike her as someone from that background. Not that, that changed Emily's opinion of one of the sweetest girls she had ever met in her life, next to Scout!

Though when Emily inquired about Aurélie's pensive stupor from moments ago, her expression changed instantly. Now all of a sudden, Aurélie was the one downplaying the conversation. It was the mentioning of a boy that was the giveaway. She was sure of it. Emily wouldn't press it though. Not just for letting Aurélie have the privacy she's entitled to, but also because Emily knew zip about boys. Aurélie was better off getting advice - if she was even looking for it in the first place - from someone who was well versed in that kind of thing.

"I went to the Ball with a boy too," she said. "N-Not a boyfriend, mind you. He's a boy who just happens to be a friend...!" She mentally kicked herself. Why was that important to point out? Who knows. Thankfully Aurélie posed a question to divert the conversation quickly before Emily could make it weirder for herself.

"Heh... I've just been doing my usual. Reading, animal feeding... Taking walks in the forest near the school..."

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Stats: Stamina: 7 | Strength: 6 | Evasion: 6 | Wisdom: 8 | Arc Power: 7 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

@Emily Shephard October 19, 2024

sta 6 | eva 9 | str 6 | wis 8 | arc 6 | acc 7 fearless, perfectionist

"french" | "english" | thoughts | "others"

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Aurélie looked away as Emily only made her long string of compliments even longer. She was used to being the one giving the compliments, not receiving them in return, though that was the fault of no one else but herself. She'd always preferred to be the one complimenting everyone else. She allowed herself a small smile though.

Aurélie went back to paying attention to whatever it was that Emily was saying. She laughed as the Hogwarts girl became flustered while describing her own ball companion. It hadn't really occurred to the French girl that Emily would believe her Beauxbatons boy to be her boyfriend. "Are you sure, Emily?" She paused for a moment with a questioning face, then burst into giggles. Of course she believed her friend. "My date was just a friend, too. Just a friend." She added.

Reading, animal feeding, taking walks in the forest? The first one was normal, Aurélie could agree. But feeding animals? Wasn't Care of Magical Creatures a class for older years? And talking walks in the forest that was forbidden? Hm, it seemed the Hogwarts girl had had a much more interesting past semester then Aurélie herself.

"So you are up to mischief, I knew it!" She grinned, letting out a little laugh. "You should invite me along next time, show me all the trouble that you've hidden in that forest of yours." Of course, there was no way for the Hogwarts girl to do that. The other schools were set to leave soon enough, but how Aurélie itched to get into some mischief of her very own.

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October 19th 2024 - After the Autumn Ball
Speech: #cfa120
Thoughts: Italics
With Aurélie Nathalie Duval @Ophelia Northwell

It was reassuring to see that Aurélie wasn't the type of person to exaggerate things when it came to girls hanging out with boys during social events like these. Wasn't it usually a common trope for at least one person to go, "Yeah right! 'Just friends'... You guys are totes dating!" or whatever it was that cool kids said these days to tease them over something so ordinary... There was nothing wrong with girls getting along with boys. Friends can be found through anyone, something which Emily and Aurélie also seemed to have in common. Emily smiled. "At least you two had fun! Sorry, I didn't mean for my question to sound so suggestive...!" She mentally kicked herself again.

Being a teenager definitely had its exaggerated moments.

Luckily Aurélie didn't look offended, though part of that could be attributed to the fact that she was honing in on the "mischief" behind Emily's frequent visits to the Forbidden Forest, something which Emily laughed at nervously.

"H-Hehe... Well... I suppose I have been extending some time towards the forest," she confessed quietly though not shamefully. "Though I don't think I'll be going there anymore for tonight. After dancing my legs off I've been looking forward to my bed." A yawn escaped her before she could contain it, which made Emily giggle, before she softened her voice again, now a little more serious but not intimidating.

"I only took five minutes to sit outside and enjoy the fresh air before turning in for the night. The forest is no place for someone so knackered as myself... There's a lot of wonderfully wicked creatures residing there, my dear Aurélie... And unfortunately many of them would take delight in pouncing on someone so close to falling asleep."

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Stats: Stamina: 7 | Strength: 6 | Evasion: 6 | Wisdom: 8 | Arc Power: 7 | Accuracy: 6
Abilities: Non-Human Enthusiast |Cat's Grace

ROLEPLAYING AS BEAUXBATONS iNPC AURÉLIE NATHALIE DUVAL

@Emily Shephard October 19, 2024

sta 6 | eva 9 | str 6 | wis 8 | arc 6 | acc 7 fearless, perfectionist

"french" | "english" | thoughts | "others"

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Aurélie was very, very glad that neither Emily nor herself wanted to push the subject of dates to this year's autumn ball. That way, neither of them had to embarrass themselves, talking about things that they were uncomfortable with. "Oh, it's alright. Had to poke some fun at you, right?" Aurélie responded to Emily's nervous comment with a grin and a wink, her favourite style of deflection.


The nervous laughs that preceded Emily's description of her "walks near the forest" made Aurélie all the more interested. Perhaps quiet Emily wasn't as shy as the French girl had thought. Even the mere thought of it excited her.

She deflated slightly when she realised that Emily was right. There was no way that they could go on a little excursion of the very forbidden forest when they were both tired from the ball that they'd just attended. And judging by that yawn that Emily just let out, there was a pretty good chance that the Hogwarts girl would pass out in just a few moments if she didn't get in.

"I suppose you're right. Wouldn't want to run into one of those wicked creatures, now would we?" She let herself stew in silence for a moment before turning back to her Hogwarts friend. She'd just asked what mischief Emily had been up to, but she hadn't answered the question herself. "Well, I haven't been up to much either, recently. I started learning Welsh though!" That was a recent development, and something exciting too. Aurélie didn't really know where she would use the fun language, since most of her friends were decidedly not Welsh, but she enjoyed every lesson.

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