31 Dec 2022, 18:06
We Meet Again!
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| ─── | Time had passed by relatively fast.
As Hiro and Monica continued to chat and play vocal games, the sun went down even further. Before the two knew it, it was dark outside. Torches and lanterns lit up the area where the refreshments and food were located, but the sky above was dark and littered with stars all over. As Monica gave the win over to him, Hiro grinned at the girl before him. "I think I'll save my prize for later on. I have to put some thought into it after all!" Hiro teased her and nodded when she spoke of the colors she was thinking of dyeing her hair. "Mm. White is a good choice. It makes quite an entrance too!" Hiro told Monica. He'd tried that color before. Well, technically he'd tried all the colors before. The only thing that remained was trying out different color combinations, as he'd tried all the singular colors. "Yeah, if you know how to do it, you can come up with a really good white hair look. Trust me, I'll make you look fabulous!" Hiro reassured her, letting his dark eyes flicker over her for a few seconds. It was almost as if he was calculating and gauging her hairstyle and face shape, in preparation for what he was going to do later. It was almost time for them to go. Not for the night but back to school again. Well, maybe for the night too. Hiro thought for a few seconds. "Say, do you have a quill and inkwell on you? Or know where some are?" Hiro asked Monica. Before they parted ways, he'd do this just in case. Better do it now than later. |
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@Monica Evans
@Monica Evans
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6 Jan 2023, 00:38
We Meet Again!
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Hiro(@Kim Sato'siNPC)
@:Mentions
- The air was growing cold as the sun drifted lower to the ground... soon the moon would over take the sky, leaving behind the daily stress to give way to a calm and peaceful rest. Torches were becoming the way to see now, their warm glow illuminating the grounds around them. Monica smiled up at Hiro, the glint of a torch bringing out the brilliance of his eyes... she quickly blinked as he claimed the win, well deserved for sure, but still left a soar spot in Monica's heart that she had lost at something... Oh well, at least she was still talking with Hiro.
"Alright... now that just isn't fair! You can't just... not pick a prize now! How will I sleep?" Monica laughed and giggled through the sentence... how unfair to keep her in anticipation while he picked what he wanted his prize to be? If she was smarter she would have set the prize first... just to know what she would loose if ever.
The two carried on conversation, Monica was thrilled when Hiro approved of her hair choice! In all honesty... she never thought she could ever change her hair colour and like it. Her Mother was always so fond of her dark silken black hair, it never seemed to be an option Monica could suit other colours too, and white? That was about as opposite as she could get, but hearing Hiro say how bold it was, and that it would suit her made her blush. She teasingly shoved his shoulder, "Well you better make it look good! Other wise I'd be forced to shave your head for a replacement wig." She chuckled at the ridiculousness. It was super nice, sitting talking... building a friendship. Monica was so happy not just because of her little crush, but because it was nice to build such a genuine connection with someone.
Monica's joy depleted quickly, as the night grew darker and darker, the reminder of camp nearly being over boomed in her mind. It was awful to think of how close she had come to Hiro... but he wasn't going back to school with her...
As she dwelled on this thought, Hiro looked at her, asking for an ink well... Monica gave him a weird look, was that a normal thing to just carry around? She felt through her pockets though, not finding ink... but a pen. One that she brought from home for sketching.
"Here... not ink or feather... but this pen can still write, do you need paper?" Monica handed the pen to Hiro... what on earth was he up to? She only hoped that what ever it was, she would get her pen back afterwards.
STA 8 • EVA 8 • STR 8 • WIS 5 • ARC 6 • ACC 5
Slytherin Prefect
24 Mar 2023, 18:24
We Meet Again!
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| ─── | Hiro grinned at Monica.
"Nah, you don't need to shave my head, I'll just use a spell to make your hair revert back!" He told her and smirked. "After all, if I were bald, you'd pass out from how cute I'd become. We can't have that!" Hiro teased and raised a brow at Monica's expression regarding inkwells and quills. The boy tilted his head to the side, curious. "Did I say something strange?" He asked, not sure what it was. All wizarding folk tended to carry around an inkwell and quill in their satchels. It was a common thing to do. Unless they happened to have self-inking quills but those were expensive. Hiro couldn't afford one of those. Not when he was saving what little money he managed to get for a broom upgrade. The duo-toned teen managed to find a piece of parchment inside his pocket and grinned at his luck. Now, all he needed were the other two items. It was around this time that Monica handed him a muggle item, something called a pen, and Hiro regarded it for a moment. What was that? She'd said the pen could write though, maybe it was the muggle equivalent of a quill? He took it with a nod and scribbled down his address at school. Not his home. Wow. This 'pen' was cool! It was like a self-inking quill! "Pens are cool! They're like self-inking quills!" Hiro exclaimed, echoing his inner thoughts. He handed the pen and the scrap of paper over to Monica. "That's my address. If you want to write to me, send the letters there! I'll respond as soon as I can!" The duo-toned teen told her with a smile and leaned forward to wrap her into a quick but warm hug within his arms. "Can't wait to see you again, Nica! I'll be thinking of hair styles and shades of white to show you later!" Hiro told her and then he was off, to bother the rest of his schoolmates, especially Mathias. Or Hia as he called him often nowadays. |
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@Monica Evans, @Mathias Pride
@Monica Evans, @Mathias Pride
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Hiro leaves the thread.
| kim sato tone bakugo | sta • 10 | eva • 16 | str • 2 | wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 17 sta • 10 | eva • 15 | str • 12 | wis • 7 | arc • 4 | acc • 17 |
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2 Apr 2023, 21:57
We Meet Again!
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Hiro(@Kim Sato'siNPC)
@:Mentions
- Taking the letter with great delight, Monica looked over his address.... this was wonderful! A way to stay in contact! She couldn't wait to tell her sister all about this summer trip.
Monica in turn wrote her own address down below Hiro's, then ripping the bottom half of the paper and handing it to him, "Well here is mine... so whoever gets to it first." She smirked, unable to not smile. It was all so thrilling. As Hiro bid her good night, Monica went off back to her own tent. The air filled with light sweet scents, as if mimicking the way she felt. Her eyes gazed up at the stares as she walked, absorbing all the constellations, their elegant beauty.
As she got back to her tent, some of her tent mates were asleep, but for those awake, Monica shared about her evening. And couldn't help but pull out some paper, and began to craft a letter, one that she would send off to Hiro as soon as she got home. But she wanted to make sure she captured how she felt in this moment.
Tucking the letter under her pillow, she curled herself in her bed, letting sleep overtake her. Who would have thought her summer trip would turn out like this.
STA 8 • EVA 8 • STR 8 • WIS 5 • ARC 6 • ACC 5
Slytherin Prefect