14 Apr 2020, 23:44
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
10:00 AM, Platform 9 3/4 (King's Cross Station, London, England)
It was a sunny Tuesday, in London. Edwin and his parents had just arrived in London after a 4 hour and a half drive from all the way from the city of Liverpool. This was due to Edwin's very odd letter on explaining on how he was a wizard that he was about to head to a Wizarding School, this also had to due with his mother's older sibling Uncle Blake. Which he was known as the main wizard in the family, and Edwin had discovered this just this summer when his father and mother had told the truth about himself and how he was going to a Wizarding school going by the name as "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" and honestly Edwin thought it was some silly old prank that his parents were playing but not at all it wasn't he had then got a letter just exactly on the night he turned 11, he had got his Hogwarts Letter which was overall exciting for Edwin but still hadn't believed he was ever a wizard especially in his family. This is how he was now in London with his family now looking for signs of any platform that was read as "Platform 9 3/4", and honestly Edwin's parents had no idea what the ticket was reading and they had went around the whole station asking others which they seemed to be confused and looked strangely at his family. Edwin took a sit down next to his carriage and all his supplies he needed for his first year at Hogwarts, still waiting boredly while staring at his watch due to the Hogwarts Express that was about to depart in a few minutes which was nowhere in sight inside the train station, where his family and himself were standing upon.
OOG:// Due to my very bad Roleplaying and confusing dialogues I might generate during this roleplaying topic... (Also, if I say anything wrong or upsetting to you please owl me cause I do sometimes make mistakes during roleplay that can upset others which I don't tend to do it's just me running out of ideas and trying to think of something else to say hope you understand that's all)
It was a sunny Tuesday, in London. Edwin and his parents had just arrived in London after a 4 hour and a half drive from all the way from the city of Liverpool. This was due to Edwin's very odd letter on explaining on how he was a wizard that he was about to head to a Wizarding School, this also had to due with his mother's older sibling Uncle Blake. Which he was known as the main wizard in the family, and Edwin had discovered this just this summer when his father and mother had told the truth about himself and how he was going to a Wizarding school going by the name as "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" and honestly Edwin thought it was some silly old prank that his parents were playing but not at all it wasn't he had then got a letter just exactly on the night he turned 11, he had got his Hogwarts Letter which was overall exciting for Edwin but still hadn't believed he was ever a wizard especially in his family. This is how he was now in London with his family now looking for signs of any platform that was read as "Platform 9 3/4", and honestly Edwin's parents had no idea what the ticket was reading and they had went around the whole station asking others which they seemed to be confused and looked strangely at his family. Edwin took a sit down next to his carriage and all his supplies he needed for his first year at Hogwarts, still waiting boredly while staring at his watch due to the Hogwarts Express that was about to depart in a few minutes which was nowhere in sight inside the train station, where his family and himself were standing upon.
OOG:// Due to my very bad Roleplaying and confusing dialogues I might generate during this roleplaying topic... (Also, if I say anything wrong or upsetting to you please owl me cause I do sometimes make mistakes during roleplay that can upset others which I don't tend to do it's just me running out of ideas and trying to think of something else to say hope you understand that's all)
15 Apr 2020, 23:10
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Jeremy seemed to be only a few steps behind the other young man bound for Platform 9 3/4, and eventually Hogwarts. He happened to be in a very similar situation, born to Muggle parents, Jeremy was the only one of his 3 siblings that showed any form magical ability. The young man was flanked by his mother and father, while he himself pushed a trolley through the station, which housed all of the things he would need for his first year at his new school.
While they made their way through, Jeremy's mind was racing with excitement. There was finally something that he could do that his siblings couldn't do, and ever since the owl arrived with that letter stating he was on his way to Hogwarts, he was on cloud nine, mind racing with all the magical things he would learn, unaware of most of the hard work that would go into it.
Once he pushed his trolley up to the area between platforms 9 and 10. There was confusion on his end as well, there was absolutely NO markings for this "Platform 9 3/4's, so after some discussion between them, his father patted him on the shoulder, and let him know to stay put, as they would ask around, which would save Jeremy some embarrassment, since he would not need to do it himself.
His eyes would soon trail over and get a good look at Edwin, although not immediately noticeable, he had a strange feeling that the other kid might be in a similar predicament as him, considering his current location and the similar look of confusion on his face. Jeremy let out a bit of a sigh, not usually the one to start a conversation, he locked eyes with Edwin and grinned slightly,"you as lost as me, mate?" Glancing around for a brief second, he spoke up once more, speaking in a more hushed tone, because if he was wrong about his gut instict, he would sound like a crazy person,"You headin' to Hogwarts, too?"
While they made their way through, Jeremy's mind was racing with excitement. There was finally something that he could do that his siblings couldn't do, and ever since the owl arrived with that letter stating he was on his way to Hogwarts, he was on cloud nine, mind racing with all the magical things he would learn, unaware of most of the hard work that would go into it.
Once he pushed his trolley up to the area between platforms 9 and 10. There was confusion on his end as well, there was absolutely NO markings for this "Platform 9 3/4's, so after some discussion between them, his father patted him on the shoulder, and let him know to stay put, as they would ask around, which would save Jeremy some embarrassment, since he would not need to do it himself.
His eyes would soon trail over and get a good look at Edwin, although not immediately noticeable, he had a strange feeling that the other kid might be in a similar predicament as him, considering his current location and the similar look of confusion on his face. Jeremy let out a bit of a sigh, not usually the one to start a conversation, he locked eyes with Edwin and grinned slightly,"you as lost as me, mate?" Glancing around for a brief second, he spoke up once more, speaking in a more hushed tone, because if he was wrong about his gut instict, he would sound like a crazy person,"You headin' to Hogwarts, too?"
17 Apr 2020, 01:55
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Edwin had looked up at the kid that looked about his age that also seemed to be lost and had asked him a question, he then replied "Yeah, me and my parents are lost and can't seem to find the Platform it's crazy how I met someone that is going to Hogwarts as well" he said as he smiled and stood up from where he was sitting and later shook the random student's hand that was also looking for the not anywhere to be seen Platform.
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18 Apr 2020, 15:28
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
"Mom, hurry up! The train 'bout to leave"Cassie said to her mom whose trailing behind her. Cassie looked up to the clock and panic set in. In a few minutes the train is about to leave and she doesn't want to get left behind. Today only her mom that's accompanied her. Her dad had something to do at work.
Her mom catches up behind her. Cassie pushed the trolley that housed all of the essentials she needs to attend Hogwarts. The trunk on that trolley emblem with her initials 'PCI' in gold letters. When she arrived in front of platform 9 and 10, she saw two families with two boys who look confused and lost. Usually Cassie would ignore the strangers but since she saw that two boys had the same school trunks like hers, she decides to approach them and her mom approaches one of the father who ask people around where can they found Platform 93/4.
"Hi,"Cassie greets them. Even though the Ironwoods Manor have a jogging track, pushing this trolley full with her trunks makes Cassie a bit out of breath "Are you going to Hogwarts too?"She asks to the boys. "If so, I can show you the way and my mom can show your parents how to get in as well"Cassie stated then smile, waiting the boys to respond.
"I'm Cas-Cassandra"Cassie contemplated whether she told the other boys her nickname or not, so she opted to tell the boys her middle name instead of her first name. Nicknames are for those who close to her and this two boys she just met and barely knew.
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Interact with :@Edwin Buckingham @Jeremy Sullivan
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| sta • 10 | eva • 10 | str • 10 FROM ASHES WE RISE wis • 8 | arc • 8 | acc • 10 | PA | OS | PM Y3 THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS ability | PM Y5 | ability |
19 Apr 2020, 14:14
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Autumn stood in front of the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. She raised her head to stare confusedly at the wall, and back at her father diary which she was holding with her left hand. She looked back up. And back down. She repeated the process several times, wondering which idiot had thought it would be a good idea to make several 11 year-olds run into a wall to get on a train. It was like a trust test; to see whether each student truly trusted the magic. That, or everytime a child "entered" the platform, they were actually hitting the wall, and their year at Hogwarts was all but a ridiculous hallucination. Yet everyone had a similar experience; there were too many people for it to be a reasonable joint dream.
She didn't trust magic. You could not explain it. It just was. She enjoyed the fantasy genre, sure. Some might have dared say she loved it. She read fantasy, she wrote fantasy, she drew fantasy. She believed in ghosts, which were technically supernatural, not fantastical, but still. And even with her love of fantasy and supernatural subjects, she thought Hogwarts to be a lie.
It just didn't make sense.
She shrugged it off. It was a new world, with new rules. She just needed to adapt. She knew how to adapt. It was only that the circumstances were different. Heh. Different.Finally turning to read the page of her father's journal once again, she made sure she was correct. Her father had gone through the barrier.
She cursed under her breath at her mother, who had left her at the entrance of the station, saying that she had "already spent enough time and energy driving her here", and that she could "just figure it out herself". After all, "it wasn't that hard". Thanks, Mum.
Sighing, she heard footsteps approaching. She lifted her gaze to find 3 strangers, all around her age, walking towards her direction. They all pulled carts similar to hers. She made the inference that they were also Hogwarts students.
The single female out of the three looked slightly shy, as if she wanted to talk to the boys, but could not bring herself to. She had long, wavy, dark brown hair brushing against her shoulders, complementing her eyes, which Autumn could now make out to be green, not brown or hazel as she had seen from the further distance. She was the only one to look calm, and familiar, as if she knew her way around the place. A few meters from her, Autumn noticed a male and a female, presumably her parents, trotting behind.
The boy next to her skinny, slim, and not particularly tall. He had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He had a smile on his face, which was almost contagious. Almost. Autumn did not smile. Smiling felt fake to her, as if she were masking her true emotions, which usually ranged from neutral to mad to lonely to sad to apathetic.
The last boy was taller than her by about 4 inches, from what she could make out. He had messy red-ish hair. His eyes were brown. Actually, they were green. No, they were brown. They were both. Unorganised freckles covered his skin.
Autumn came to her realisation with fear. She was going to have to interact with humans if she did not literally throw herself through a wall.
She didn't trust magic. You could not explain it. It just was. She enjoyed the fantasy genre, sure. Some might have dared say she loved it. She read fantasy, she wrote fantasy, she drew fantasy. She believed in ghosts, which were technically supernatural, not fantastical, but still. And even with her love of fantasy and supernatural subjects, she thought Hogwarts to be a lie.
It just didn't make sense.
She shrugged it off. It was a new world, with new rules. She just needed to adapt. She knew how to adapt. It was only that the circumstances were different. Heh. Different.Finally turning to read the page of her father's journal once again, she made sure she was correct. Her father had gone through the barrier.
She cursed under her breath at her mother, who had left her at the entrance of the station, saying that she had "already spent enough time and energy driving her here", and that she could "just figure it out herself". After all, "it wasn't that hard". Thanks, Mum.
Sighing, she heard footsteps approaching. She lifted her gaze to find 3 strangers, all around her age, walking towards her direction. They all pulled carts similar to hers. She made the inference that they were also Hogwarts students.
The single female out of the three looked slightly shy, as if she wanted to talk to the boys, but could not bring herself to. She had long, wavy, dark brown hair brushing against her shoulders, complementing her eyes, which Autumn could now make out to be green, not brown or hazel as she had seen from the further distance. She was the only one to look calm, and familiar, as if she knew her way around the place. A few meters from her, Autumn noticed a male and a female, presumably her parents, trotting behind.
The boy next to her skinny, slim, and not particularly tall. He had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He had a smile on his face, which was almost contagious. Almost. Autumn did not smile. Smiling felt fake to her, as if she were masking her true emotions, which usually ranged from neutral to mad to lonely to sad to apathetic.
The last boy was taller than her by about 4 inches, from what she could make out. He had messy red-ish hair. His eyes were brown. Actually, they were green. No, they were brown. They were both. Unorganised freckles covered his skin.
Autumn came to her realisation with fear. She was going to have to interact with humans if she did not literally throw herself through a wall.
“THE WORLD WON'T GIVE YOU ANY GIFTS. IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A LIFE, STEAL IT.”
sixth sense, perfectionist, comprehend languages, terrible presence / sta- 8, eva- 9, str- 7, wis- 7, arc- 10, acc- 10
“LONELINESS WILL SIT OVER OUR ROOFS WITH BROODING WINGS”
14 May 2020, 07:53
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Interacting with @Autumn Ivy
September 1st, 2019 | 6:00am
The soothing sound of automated birds chirping drifted through Aurelia’s room. As if on cue, Aurelia’s father opened the door and began to march around the sleeping girl’s bedroom like a soldier, intent on making as much noise as he possibly could.
“Rise and shine, Reli!” he cheered. “It’s your first day of school! Are you excited? How do you feel? Must be so exciting to be enrolled into this Hogwarts school. I wonder why they call it Hogwarts… warts isn’t a very appealing word.” Mr. Yang threw open the curtains, allowing the room to feel the sun’s rays shining through the large bay windows that were directly opposite of Aurelia’s bed.
Mornings were not her strong suit. Sticking out her arm only to turn off the alarm clock, Aurelia then pulled the covers over her head and snuggled deeper into her pillow. “Mmph… just a few more minutes.” she mumbled.
“Oh no you don’t.” Grabbing onto the edge of the covers, Mr. Yang pulled them back to reveal his daughter curled up in her blue bunny PJs. “Come on now, you don’t want to be late for the train!”
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At around 8:30am, Aurelia and her parents stepped onto the ThamesLink train, luggage on a cart and all, thus beginning their trip from Brighton to London. An hour later (9:30am), the train slowed to a stop with an announcement indicating that they had arrived at their destination. Upon arrival, the Yang family took their first steps onto the London train platform. Groups of families and kids filled the busy platform. Some carried similar amounts of luggage, while others with towers of suitcases stacked on multiple carts. Sounds of excitement and general crowd chatter could be heard up and down the platform.
“Ron, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” stammered Mrs. Yang, touching her husband’s arm in shock. To be fair, Brighton wasn’t exactly a small city but it also wasn’t comparable to the metropolis of London that was constantly growing by the second.
“Platform 9 3/4 is this way!” proclaimed Aurelia, waving the golden ticket in her hand. They were currently at Platform 2, so they gathered their things and started making their way towards the noted Platform number on the ticket.
As they neared the entrance, Mr. and Mrs. Yang got progressively more and more quiet and their faces showed obvious confusion because the "platform" was in fact a mere brick pillar, with the number 9 on the right and the 10 on the left, being the sole indicator that they had arrived at the right place.
Aurelia’s eyes, on the other hand, widened more and more with anticipation. It was as if you presented a theoretical mathematician with a problem and said it was “unsolvable.” This whole experience was practically a walking science experiment and she could barely contain herself.
Looking around, Aurelia spotted a girl that looked like she was around her age who was also peering at the wall, though it seemed as if there was fear on her face. Taking a deep breath, she walked right up to her.
"Hello!"
“Rise and shine, Reli!” he cheered. “It’s your first day of school! Are you excited? How do you feel? Must be so exciting to be enrolled into this Hogwarts school. I wonder why they call it Hogwarts… warts isn’t a very appealing word.” Mr. Yang threw open the curtains, allowing the room to feel the sun’s rays shining through the large bay windows that were directly opposite of Aurelia’s bed.
Mornings were not her strong suit. Sticking out her arm only to turn off the alarm clock, Aurelia then pulled the covers over her head and snuggled deeper into her pillow. “Mmph… just a few more minutes.” she mumbled.
“Oh no you don’t.” Grabbing onto the edge of the covers, Mr. Yang pulled them back to reveal his daughter curled up in her blue bunny PJs. “Come on now, you don’t want to be late for the train!”
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At around 8:30am, Aurelia and her parents stepped onto the ThamesLink train, luggage on a cart and all, thus beginning their trip from Brighton to London. An hour later (9:30am), the train slowed to a stop with an announcement indicating that they had arrived at their destination. Upon arrival, the Yang family took their first steps onto the London train platform. Groups of families and kids filled the busy platform. Some carried similar amounts of luggage, while others with towers of suitcases stacked on multiple carts. Sounds of excitement and general crowd chatter could be heard up and down the platform.
“Ron, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” stammered Mrs. Yang, touching her husband’s arm in shock. To be fair, Brighton wasn’t exactly a small city but it also wasn’t comparable to the metropolis of London that was constantly growing by the second.
“Platform 9 3/4 is this way!” proclaimed Aurelia, waving the golden ticket in her hand. They were currently at Platform 2, so they gathered their things and started making their way towards the noted Platform number on the ticket.
As they neared the entrance, Mr. and Mrs. Yang got progressively more and more quiet and their faces showed obvious confusion because the "platform" was in fact a mere brick pillar, with the number 9 on the right and the 10 on the left, being the sole indicator that they had arrived at the right place.
Aurelia’s eyes, on the other hand, widened more and more with anticipation. It was as if you presented a theoretical mathematician with a problem and said it was “unsolvable.” This whole experience was practically a walking science experiment and she could barely contain herself.
Looking around, Aurelia spotted a girl that looked like she was around her age who was also peering at the wall, though it seemed as if there was fear on her face. Taking a deep breath, she walked right up to her.
"Hello!"
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encyclopedia • stamina: 4 | evasion: 4 | strength: 3 | wisdom: 6 | arcpower: 7 | accuracy: 6
14 May 2020, 11:30
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Interacting with @Aurelia Yang
"Hello!"
Autumn inhaled and turned to face the source of the voice.
Maybe, they were not addressing her.
Maybe she could simply enter the platform without having to interact with anyone, just the way she liked it.
She faced the voice, in hope, awaiting the relief of seeing the stranger greeting anyone else. The relief did not come. In front of her stood a small girl, about a half inch shorter than Autumn, presumably her age, with her hair tied up and with a pencil tucked on her ear, facing her. Two adults, likely the girl's parents, looked confused as they followed the stranger. Not willing to give up quite yet, Autumn looked around to make sure there was not anybody who was standing behind her without her noticing. It was stupid, since she was observant and careful enough to know if someone had been standing near her, and she had already made a fool of herself to someone who was willingly approaching her.
Autumn forced on a polite smile and raised her hand for the stranger to shake.
"Salutations," she spoke, "How are you on this fine day?"
“THE WORLD WON'T GIVE YOU ANY GIFTS. IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A LIFE, STEAL IT.”
sixth sense, perfectionist, comprehend languages, terrible presence / sta- 8, eva- 9, str- 7, wis- 7, arc- 10, acc- 10
“LONELINESS WILL SIT OVER OUR ROOFS WITH BROODING WINGS”
15 May 2020, 02:23
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Interacting with @Autumn Ivy.
"Salutations," she spoke, "How are you on this fine day?"
Taking her hand, Aurelia gave the girl a gentle shake before letting go.
“Oh, salutations! That’s such a great word.” Aurelia paused to take out her journal and note it down as she kept talking.
“This whole “running through a wall” business is ridiculous, right? Tell me I’m not the only one thinking this has got to be insane. Who thought this was a good idea?! We’re only 11!”
Off to the side, yet another kid ran right into the seemingly solid wall and disappeared into the abyss of aged brick. Refocusing on the girl in front of her, she paused to realize that she had just talked to someone without introducing herself.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. Where are my manners? My name is Aurelia, what’s your name? I apologize if I startled you.. I know I can be a bit much.” She made a note to lower her voice in order to not scare the girl away. Well done, Aurelia. Your first meeting of another Hogwarts student and you are THIS CLOSE to practically scaring her away with your unbridled excitement without ever thinking of others first… Get it together!
“Oh, salutations! That’s such a great word.” Aurelia paused to take out her journal and note it down as she kept talking.
“This whole “running through a wall” business is ridiculous, right? Tell me I’m not the only one thinking this has got to be insane. Who thought this was a good idea?! We’re only 11!”
Off to the side, yet another kid ran right into the seemingly solid wall and disappeared into the abyss of aged brick. Refocusing on the girl in front of her, she paused to realize that she had just talked to someone without introducing herself.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. Where are my manners? My name is Aurelia, what’s your name? I apologize if I startled you.. I know I can be a bit much.” She made a note to lower her voice in order to not scare the girl away. Well done, Aurelia. Your first meeting of another Hogwarts student and you are THIS CLOSE to practically scaring her away with your unbridled excitement without ever thinking of others first… Get it together!
encyclopedia • stamina: 4 | evasion: 4 | strength: 3 | wisdom: 6 | arcpower: 7 | accuracy: 6
17 May 2020, 02:36
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Autumn shook the girl's hand firmly, hiding her slight surprise at the bubbly girl's unpredictably gentle grip.Interacting with @Aurelia Yang
She listened with a calm, steady look on her face as she watched the girl get excited at something as simple as a word Autumn had used. It gave her a warm feeling to see someone so easily excitable. She continued to watch as the girl jotted something, presumably the word, down on her journal, an action which caused Autumn to steal a glance at her father's journal in her hands.
It was not until the girl brought up the topic of the stupidity which was Platform 3/4 that Autumn finally dropped her polite smile into a sigh of relief and spoke up in a mutter.
"You are the only sane person here."
The girl did not seem to hear her and continued to speak, introducing herself. Her name was Aurelia. Such an elegant name. Autumn made a mental note to not forget the name, in hopes she could use the name for one of her characters in her stories in the future.
The girl almost reminded her of herself, with her somewhat social awkwardness and rambling, although these were parts of her Autumn enjoyed keeping very, very hidden.
Once she was sure Aurelia was done with her introduction, Autumn gave her a genuine half-smile.
"No, no, you are not at all startling. Simply livelier than most, and there is nothing to be discouraged about that. My name is Autumn Artemia Ivy, and I trust that we will get along just fine."
“THE WORLD WON'T GIVE YOU ANY GIFTS. IF YOU WANT TO HAVE A LIFE, STEAL IT.”
sixth sense, perfectionist, comprehend languages, terrible presence / sta- 8, eva- 9, str- 7, wis- 7, arc- 10, acc- 10
“LONELINESS WILL SIT OVER OUR ROOFS WITH BROODING WINGS”
20 May 2020, 03:07
Journey To Platform 9 3/4
Interacting with @Autumn Ivy
Autumn Artemia Ivy.
Aurelia sounded it out in her head. The name was so smooth it rolled off the tongue in the best way, bringing with it all the familiar associations of the season. The satisfying sound of crispy leaves, crunching beneath her feet. The brisk wind that came as quickly as it went. Autumn was the season of fond memories, and today, it would also mark the memory of her first encounter with a new friend.
However, she was sure Autumn probably heard that connection to her name too many times to count, so she made it a point not to mention that. Though, of course this was just an assumption, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry.
"I love it, that's a beautiful name. So, Autumn, what do you make of this whole… wall-running situation?” Aurelia gestured to the wall as she watched yet another kid dash into the unknown abyss, camouflaged in aged brick. She squinted at the entrance, as if doing so would give her more information about the conundrum that was happening right in front of their eyes. Safe to say it didn't work.
"Okay, suppose there’s some sort of portal…” She searched her mind for possible ideas that may have appeared in the many books she would consume at home. “Like the hole in Alice in Wonderland, for example. You go in one end, and come out the other end..?” Aurelia hesitated, glancing at Autumn to see what she would say.
Aurelia sounded it out in her head. The name was so smooth it rolled off the tongue in the best way, bringing with it all the familiar associations of the season. The satisfying sound of crispy leaves, crunching beneath her feet. The brisk wind that came as quickly as it went. Autumn was the season of fond memories, and today, it would also mark the memory of her first encounter with a new friend.
However, she was sure Autumn probably heard that connection to her name too many times to count, so she made it a point not to mention that. Though, of course this was just an assumption, but it’s always better to be safe than sorry.
"I love it, that's a beautiful name. So, Autumn, what do you make of this whole… wall-running situation?” Aurelia gestured to the wall as she watched yet another kid dash into the unknown abyss, camouflaged in aged brick. She squinted at the entrance, as if doing so would give her more information about the conundrum that was happening right in front of their eyes. Safe to say it didn't work.
"Okay, suppose there’s some sort of portal…” She searched her mind for possible ideas that may have appeared in the many books she would consume at home. “Like the hole in Alice in Wonderland, for example. You go in one end, and come out the other end..?” Aurelia hesitated, glancing at Autumn to see what she would say.
encyclopedia • stamina: 4 | evasion: 4 | strength: 3 | wisdom: 6 | arcpower: 7 | accuracy: 6