Hello, Mr. Perfectly Fine PV Violet C closed

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@Aurora Ranvier
Rodion Macarovich

Violet didn't knowwhich place she liked best at school, whether it was the library or the grounds. But since the arrival of the other schools of every corner of the world, she decided that the grounds was fairly more quiet and fresh than the crowded library. Even if it had been her little solitude hideout for sometime, now it had become a crowded, overly filled with books room that when she entered it, her head started to pound in a odd way. Fresh air did no harm, right? .

As she passed the corridors of the courtyard, she thought about why the other school had arrived~ oh, yes, now she remembered. The Blossom Ball, right? What a thought, really. She was very sure that she wouldn't be able to get a partner due to the very small amount of aquintances she had at the school, but her parents had already expressed in a letter that they wanted Violet to go with someone~ preferably somebody that had a well-known family in the wizarding world, but really that didnt matter much. They only wanted Violet to stand out going with someone, and it didnt matter whether they are well known or not.

Violet wasn't aware of where she was going while she thought of the events that were going to take place. She was looking at the ground, and not ahead of her, not at all aware that at any given moment she would~

She heard a slight thud, and then a crash as she collided againt something~ no, somone, since it wasn't hard, it was was soft and more human than a object. She didn't know who she had collided against, she didn't even look at the face, what she was looking at was the floor~ because all the things that she had been carrying in her bag were now spilled on the floor, the ink, the papers, the books all mingling togheter. Yes, Violet could be called a packrat, but she had never collided against anyone or spilled her bag on the floor.

"Can you be careful for once in your life you foolish, clumsy~" she stopped suddenly when she looked at the person she had collided against. He was beautiful perfect, and she couldn't help but blush when he extended his hand at her IM CRYING HELP T-T. She took it, stunned at how charming this Russian (well, she thought it was russiann~) accent was. I~I'm sorry" she said quietly, as she reached down to pick up her stuff and put it in her bag.

Roleplaying as INPC Rodion Makarovich | Koldovstoretz | Charmer

Interacting with @Violet Carrington

Saturday, 22 May

English Russian

Spilt ink everywhere. That was the first thing that Rodion noticed and worried about. He checked on his Hogwarts the History book quickly before reaching out his hand once more to help the Slytherin girl. Rest in peace, dear history book. It was not a pleasant sight, his once dusty old book now covered in ink. Blinded in panic and annoyance, he hastily checked on the first few pages, just little spots here and there, still pretty much readable. The Slytherin's annoyed tone made Rodion reached out his right hand to help, but when the word ‘foolish’ and ‘clumsy’ fell from the girl’s mouth as if it was nothing, his will to help vanished without a trace. Though, he still kept his ink-covered hand outward and a friendly smile towards the girl. It seemed to work just fine to give a blush to the snake’s cheeks and turn her to be a blubbery mess.

Just like he thought, the girl did not notice the inks on Rodion’s hand since she took it without a doubt. “Oh, you got inks-“, he made a gesture to point out the short hair’s hand with his own inky hand, “-all over your hands.”

Her dark brown hair framed her face perfectly. She was, indeed, a sight for sore eyes. Not surpassed Anastasia’s level of beauty, but maybe two levels beneath her. Perhaps, she would be an excellent temporary blossom ball date replacement since the probability of Ana accepting his proposal was 1:infinity. “Let me help, just a second.” He grabbed her wand from his pocket and said, “Wingardium Leviosa” (DC : 26 HEHEHEE). Acted like the most powerful wizard Hogwarts has ever seen, he stacked the once scattered books swiftly with his black coloured wand, either it was from his inky hands or it was the wand’s natural colour.

“How could I never see you before?” Well, no doubt, sherlock! You don’t even go to Hogwarts in the first place you Russian macaroni. But that was the first thing he could think about before complimenting how beautiful the Slytherin was under the sunlight that illuminated the courtyard. Hopefully, he will stay away from the dreadful pick up line he did to Ana because it was not doing exceptionally well. “I’m Makarovich, Rodion Makarovich-“ He gave the girl the most charming smile :pepethrowup:, he kept his gaze steady to her eyes.”-from Koldovstoretz.”

Casually leaned over the nearest wall, slowly using it to clean the ink on his hand by spreading it all over the courtyard stone pillar. His eyes stared directly at the Slytherin, with a hope the girl will be too distracted to notice the vandalism of the Hogwarts’ property that happened right in front of her face. “Hogwarts is beautiful, yeah?” Okay, please stop right there, do not dare to continue. Because, even Merlin knew that what the ‘Charming’ twelve-year-old boy about to say next will destroy the entire castle of Hogwarts. But he did, oh boy, he did. “But you’re even more beautiful.”

Violet was furious, her face was showing her annoyance at the boy, and the words she was spluttering at him made it clear that she wasn't okay with what was happening. She glared at him multiple times, thought sometimes her expression softened into a blush when she saw his face, since, well, she had to admit he was very handsome. Violet shook the thoughts about the boy away, and her mind directed her to when he bumped into her and made her ink spill all around. He should be ashamed of himself and watch where he's going, she thought.

When the Russian boy told her that she had ink all over herself, she hastily took a handkerchief - that was also very spoiled with ink - and dabbed her hands with it, not noticing that it made her spoiled hands look worse. ''As if I didn't notice!'' she said, shaking her head furiously. ''Thank you for pointing that out.''

But after she said that, the supposed to be conversation they were having took a big turn.

When he offered his help to her - Violet was also annoyed by this, and decided not to act surprised, or amazed, since she already knew that picking up her books by hand was much easier than picking them up with a spell that could go wrong anytime. - she rolled her eyes and snatched the book from his hands. ''Next time, take another pair of eyes and attach them to your forhead so that you can be alerted if anybody's coming your way. Before you bump into me again.''

“How could I never see you before?”

Welp, the converation seemed to have taken a big turn. How could he have never seen her before? Was it maybe because she was usually in her dormitory or library when she was not in her lessons? Or, maybe it was because he came from a damn Russian school all the way around the world?!

''Uh, dunno.'' was the only thing she said, her eyes blinking as she looked at Makarovich, stunned. When he presented himself as Rodion Makarovich, she nodded, almost snorted as she made a pun to her insides when she considered the fact that Makarovich sounded like Macaroni. ''A pleasure, Macaron- I mean, Makarovich, My name is Carrington, Violet Carrington.'' she said, almost automatically. She did blush a bit when he gave her a very - *very* - charming smile. When he said that he was from Koldovstoretz, she rolled her eyes, ''I think I already knew that, considering your horrible english and accent.''

When he leaned onto the nearest wall, and rubbed his inked hand onto it, causing the ink to spread over the stone wall, Violet was starting to have a tic in her eye. The botton of her eye's flesh (ig its called that, idk lol) started to go u and down as she saw what Rodion was doing - and saying. She had never considered herself to be beautiful at all, and this felt like the, uh, how to say this, best moment of her life? ''Um, thank you?''

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Roleplaying as INPC Rodion Makarovich | Koldovstoretz | Charmer

Interacting with @Violet Carrington

Saturday, 22 May

English Russian

Never would a girl who doesn't play hard to get caught the Russian boy’s interest. The thrill of chasing was what brought him to flirt more with the Slytherin. Not that her effort would be a lost cause, especially judging from the red hint on the girl’s cheeks. Green light was on at the traffic light, time for Rodion to hit the pedal in full force. “Violet Carrington, what a beautiful name.” One eye roll and his accent mockery were all it took for him to rethink his decision to make her his possible date for the upcoming ball. Is she going to be worth the bubbling annoyance? Not only was she passive aggressive, she had a sharp tongue. It made him wish the blonde guy that stole away his Anastasia vanished from the world, that way, she could fall into his arms. His hand itched to grab his wand and just hex her into oblivion, but a kind smile was the only thing he gave Violet.

What does a twelve year old know about love anyway? But he felt like Anastasia was the one. The one that made his heart run a marathon, the one that will always make him smile no matter how bad the situation was with his family. Despite all that, the feeling was only one way, unrequited. It was not a great experience when you tried to high five someone but they ignored you. That was how he felt. Even with an English girl in front of him, the Russian girl was the one who danced around his mind. But Violet was the one who stood there with him, and she is probably begging for my attention. “Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital wing just in case? There must be one in this big castle, right?"