into the distance pv akemi Closed

Color code: English | Japanese Interacting with: @Esmeray Rosslyn

Outfit: Hufflepuff uniform Mentions: None!

The first this Kira did when they got on the train was leave.

Straight up left her all alone.

"Sorry... My friends really want to sit with me..." her sister cooed. "Good luck!"

Now Akemi walked through the Hogwarts Express, looking for a place to sit, looking for people to sit with. This shouldn't have been so hard. She was supposed to be the social one. The funny, charismatic girl who could start any conversation. Why couldn't she just slide into a compartment and use one of her usual jokes? Why was she so nervous to talk to anyone? Why was she nervous?

Akemi knew herself quite well, and she knew that she rarely, almost never, was nervous. She made jokes in the stickiest of situations, she always leaped into the unknown... she was a leader. She was also pretty charming, but that wasn't important. The most important thing was finding a seat on this blasted magic train. Finding someone to sit with on this train.

Maybe the problem was that she never messed with magic.

She spent her whole life in a muggle home, with a muggle mum and a wizard father, who was never really in the house. She played muggle sports and hung out with muggles. Her only friends were muggles. She knew she was a half-blood, but the idea of magic seemed like a dream. A distant memory that she couldn't quite remember. Now that she had walked through a perfectly intact wall to Platform 9 and 3/4, she was more confused than ever. Kira was supposed to tell her what to do. Even if she was the most annoying thing to live on this planet, she was the only person she could turn to at this moment, she needed to look for her-

The train whistle blew, snapping Akemi from her trance. She needed to find somewhere to sit...

Quickly, she slid open the door to the compartment to her right and jumped inside, plumping into a seat across from another girl.

Another girl.

Akemi pulled her legs up onto the seat. Come on, Akemi. You're good at people. Say something...

Akemi smiled awkwardly "Hi. I love your hair."

sorry for the late reply

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[ september 1, 2022 ] ✦ @Akemi Yamamoto By the time the train whistle blew, Esme had accepted the fact that she would be alone for the rest of the ride to Hogwarts. The steady beating of footfalls outside the door had long since stopped, and she'd had plenty of time to settle in already. In fact, her sketchbook was already in her lap and pencil in her hand when another girl hurriedly jumped into the compartment and onto the seat opposite her. Startled, Esme jumped a little herself, giving her pencil the perfect opportunity to fall onto the floor and roll under the seat, and thus giving herself the perfect opportunity to avoid speaking for a few more seconds as she retrieved it. When she sat back up, the other girl seemed to be thinking about something, so Esme stayed quiet as well. And then she said a quick hello, and—her hair? She supposed her mom had told her to do something a little nicer with it today. Instead of being down or in some sort of messy bun like usual, she'd french braided her hair until about halfway down on both sides."Oh, um, thank you." With a slightly confused but grateful smile, the eleven year old added, "I'm Esmeray. Or Esme." That was about good for introductions, she thought. Now she had a slight dilemma. While usually Esme wasn't quite so fond of being the one to start a conversation, she also didn't want the ride to be this awkward for the remaining time (which was plenty long). And plus, talking to this girl might help get her mind off of her family and how scared she was and how much she didn't know and, and— "It's my first year here. Is it your first year too?" she blurted out suddenly, possibly startling the other soon to be student. "I don't really know anything about magic at all, and..." Her sentence trailed off, which was most definitely a good thing. Esme had never really experienced the whole "talking a lot when you get nervous" sort of thing, although her brother did it often, so who knows what would have come out of her mouth if she kept speaking. Instead, she became almost deathly quiet when scared. So what was happening right now??? Wincing as she looked up to see the other girl's reply to her sudden burst of unnecessary information, Esme told herself to take a deep breath. They had barely made it out of the station and she was already messing things up. You don't know that, the more reasonable side of her said. You have to look up, hear her response. And after another breath, she did just that. stamina 7 | evasion 6 | strength 4 | wisdom 7 | arc power 8 | accuracy 8 ✦ [ stats ]

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