9 Jul 2022, 18:06
Cooped in for Summer
The tent was designed in a regal purple colour from the walls, the bed dressing, to the gems floating freely about the area. Soon, when night came, these magically charmed gems would glow warmly, lighting the area as darkness fell, revealing their purpose to be more than ornamental. All that was required to dim the lights was a light tap. The tent was separated into (two?) sections by a heavy drape. Upon entering, one would be welcomed invited to a humble common area, the atmosphere magically cooled - a relief from the sweltering summer heat and humidity. A low leather couch stood near the centre, paired with two azure beanbags at both its sides and a purple rug that dressed the floor below. What made up the dining area was simply a small low round table of maple wood with floor cushions scattered around. A couple of glowing gems hovered above the table. There was a pantry area at the side, a small fridge, kettle and cabinet with sachets of sugar, coffee and bags of tea.
Behind the common area was a curtain drape that would lead to the bunking area. A single desk, 5 bunk beds across the room with a storage walk-in at the side split by another section of drape to neatly store and prevent the heaps of luggage from becoming an eyesore. The mattresses were surprisingly comfy, charmed to fit whatever form the sleeper desired to achieve the best night's sleep, be it soft, firm or springy. There was noticeably an absence of a loo and shower within the tent, fortunately, this could be found outside of the tent in a small shed at back.
AURELIA -
The Gryffindor did not bring too many things for this trip - just a small trunk with toiletries and clothes. Apparently, with the lack of other persons, she concluded that she was the first to arrive at this assigned tent. Nevertheless, she had an optimal choice in her bunk, not that it really mattered, but she wasn't a top bunk kind of person. Only a few minutes after he settled in, it wasn't too long before another arrived. It was none other than her betrothed Hadrian with his Ilvermorny buddy whom she had yet to get the name off. His arrival was announced loud and clear. Why were Americans so loud? An opinion she had built residing with one exceptionally boisterous American for months at a time.
It wasn't just Hadrian and co she noticed, but the familiar faces of Edmund and Maxi trailing in. The boy Maxi, whom she only recently acquainted in a rather unconventional circumstance. "You're in this bunk too? What a coincidence!" She said, feigning an appropriate level of surprise and enthusiasm with her words. Although, she knew well how Edmund was and that this was no coincidence they were set in the same bunk. Edmund must have intentionally signed into the bunk upon seeing her name listed in purple stone. "Nice to see you again, Maxi." She greeted in French, her accent not quite perfected yet.
HADRIAN -
The purple bunk. He had gotten Aurelia to sign him and Miles into any bunk in case he forgot - which she did not agree verbally, but given her personality, he was sure she would. Hadrian just wasn't the most responsible. For an hour, they went around investigating and signing up for various activities scattered at stands scattered across the field. Once they were done, they spent another half an hour trying to figure out where the tent was - or which it was. Aurelia didn't exactly say which they were signed into. It wasn't until they learnt that the tents were magically charmed to permit only the signed residents in. So they went about trying to enter each and every tent till they were allowed through their designated one. And sure enough, Aurelia was in there already.
"Finally! I'll take dibs on the top bunk," he told Miles. Heaving both his and Miles' baggage as if it weighed nothing but a feather, he strode through the common area and into the bunker, barely acknowledging the girl with a short and simple, "Heya, Aurelia. Told you she speaks French." Aurelia's things were already neatly splayed out on her bunkbed, and Hadrian was to soon choose the bunk furthest from her.
@Edmund Dempsie@Lindsey Springhall@Pea Elena Fowl@Wyatt Starkey@Elena Jangleton@Piérre Marchonné@Marina Oriel
Behind the common area was a curtain drape that would lead to the bunking area. A single desk, 5 bunk beds across the room with a storage walk-in at the side split by another section of drape to neatly store and prevent the heaps of luggage from becoming an eyesore. The mattresses were surprisingly comfy, charmed to fit whatever form the sleeper desired to achieve the best night's sleep, be it soft, firm or springy. There was noticeably an absence of a loo and shower within the tent, fortunately, this could be found outside of the tent in a small shed at back.
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AURELIA -
The Gryffindor did not bring too many things for this trip - just a small trunk with toiletries and clothes. Apparently, with the lack of other persons, she concluded that she was the first to arrive at this assigned tent. Nevertheless, she had an optimal choice in her bunk, not that it really mattered, but she wasn't a top bunk kind of person. Only a few minutes after he settled in, it wasn't too long before another arrived. It was none other than her betrothed Hadrian with his Ilvermorny buddy whom she had yet to get the name off. His arrival was announced loud and clear. Why were Americans so loud? An opinion she had built residing with one exceptionally boisterous American for months at a time.
It wasn't just Hadrian and co she noticed, but the familiar faces of Edmund and Maxi trailing in. The boy Maxi, whom she only recently acquainted in a rather unconventional circumstance. "You're in this bunk too? What a coincidence!" She said, feigning an appropriate level of surprise and enthusiasm with her words. Although, she knew well how Edmund was and that this was no coincidence they were set in the same bunk. Edmund must have intentionally signed into the bunk upon seeing her name listed in purple stone. "Nice to see you again, Maxi." She greeted in French, her accent not quite perfected yet.
HADRIAN -
The purple bunk. He had gotten Aurelia to sign him and Miles into any bunk in case he forgot - which she did not agree verbally, but given her personality, he was sure she would. Hadrian just wasn't the most responsible. For an hour, they went around investigating and signing up for various activities scattered at stands scattered across the field. Once they were done, they spent another half an hour trying to figure out where the tent was - or which it was. Aurelia didn't exactly say which they were signed into. It wasn't until they learnt that the tents were magically charmed to permit only the signed residents in. So they went about trying to enter each and every tent till they were allowed through their designated one. And sure enough, Aurelia was in there already.
"Finally! I'll take dibs on the top bunk," he told Miles. Heaving both his and Miles' baggage as if it weighed nothing but a feather, he strode through the common area and into the bunker, barely acknowledging the girl with a short and simple, "Heya, Aurelia. Told you she speaks French." Aurelia's things were already neatly splayed out on her bunkbed, and Hadrian was to soon choose the bunk furthest from her.
@Edmund Dempsie@Lindsey Springhall@Pea Elena Fowl@Wyatt Starkey@Elena Jangleton@Piérre Marchonné@Marina Oriel
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12 Jul 2022, 00:03
Cooped in for Summer
@Aurelia Notresvace
Oone of the key benefits of getting to a prescribed time and location before everyone else was that you got relative freedom in certain choices which in this case pertained to bunk choice and whatnot. "Early bird gets the worm, eh?" Elena muttered to herself ducking her head she entered the tent, the flap fluttering close behind her, a small pack slung over her shoulder as the shock of purple greeted her. It was a nice touch, something different from the usual interior dullnes that came with a tent. Whoever had constructed these tents had done a marvelous job given the interior of it, the Gryffindor still didn't quite get how you could pack so many rooms, applicanes and other things into a structure that looked like it would be barely able to hold half a classroom.
The Jangleton girl however was not indeed the first one to arrive, a few people already having taken up residence as she glanced around. "Hi, guys!" The girl chirped brightly keen to establish a strong rapport with the people who would be with her the duration of the summer. Elena for her part staked her claim on the bottommost bunk bed deposting her bag on it marking it as hers. She never really had been a fan nor understood why claiming the top bunk was such an important achievement that people needed to get. You had to climb up to your bed, pray to Merlin the person slumbering underneath you didn't kick your mattress out of spite and who knew what else. It seemed like too much effort when you could simply walk in and your bed was right there awaiting you with welcome arms as compared to having to scale a ladder or something for the sake of some sleep, she thought she had gotten the better deal of this situation.
The girl hardly knew any of the faces in here but that would change in time. She had thrown her name in for camp and left it up to whatever deciding force to decide where she would bunk and so far, the girl thought everyone was just getting the read of each other. "So, where's everyone from?" The girl asked as she strode into the common area where everyone was mingling shifting her weight onto the couch, her legs finding relief from the action after having to walk through the blistering heat in the attempt to find one single tent among an army of them. Hogwarts needed to have a really better organization system for these sort of things but somehow, Elena didn't see that becoming a reality anytime soon. For now though, the Gryffindor girl was getting the jist of everything glancing at everyone. You could easily discern who was who and from where from accents and looks and sometimes, that could make for some interesting converstations as the unfamiliar quickly became the familar.
STA: 9| EVA: 10|STR: 6|ArcPower: 5|WIS: 15|ACR: 10
15 Jul 2022, 05:04
Cooped in for Summer
@Aurelia Notresvace & @Elena JangletonFigaro's Grace: 53 (Failure)
Piérre's Grace: 74 (Close but no Dice)House Colours: RavenclawPiérre had shrugged when he was asked which tent he wanted to be in for the Summer Camp. “Just put me in one, I don't really have a preference.” The boy laughed hesitantly, patting Figaro's head as the feline purred and flicked its tail back and forth over Piérre's shoulders. “What about that one there? I'll go there.” Piérre tapped a tent under "Purple Stone". It sounded pretty enough.
“Thanks!” Piérre smiled and nodded with fervor at Kim and Judith. “Thank you!”
Now off to find that tent...
After sticking his head in a couple of them and realizing that they were either full or were reserved for others, Piérre finally gave up and ducked into the nearest tent that had some voices coming out of it with his medium sized trunk in tow and his cat around his shoulders.
As quietly as he could manage, Piérre tried to tiptoe on the outskirts of the lavender tent, taking silent notice of the small decor that hung about the area as he picked his way to a bunk that was out of the way and hopefully not bothering anyone else in the nearby vicinity; a strapping young man, a girl who looked a year older than Piérre, and another girl who looked a good deal older than him that radiated an aura of menace that the boy nor his feline found comfortable. Indeed, Figaro was already beginning to curl his claws into the shoulder of Piérre's knit blue sweater, the tiniest growl festering in the feline's throat.
With a calm hand, Piérre stroked his cat's face, forcing him to quiet down before straightening the white collar of the dress shirt he wore beneath the royal blue sweater. Chestnut hair highlighted with iridescence, like the way light glanced off of an oil spill on asphalt, seemed to faintly shimmer in the place where the boy crept quietly, overhearing conversations as he pretended that he did indeed belong in that tent. A small, thick, golden silhouette hoop earring glittered on the boy's right earlobe.
Swing the suitcase up on the top bunk, trying to pass off the subsequent creaking of springs as being the moaning of wind in trees outside, climb the ladder in time with the flow of conversation...
“Previously or currently?”
Piérre clapped his left hand over his mouth as an impulsive part of his mind subconsciously registered and responded to the slightly older girl's query with a trilling of Italian accenting. He was halfway up the ladder, his Moontrimmer in his right hand, and that same hand's fingers curled around the ladder, producing three points of contact when combined to his ankles being hooked around the rungs of the ladder as well.
Well, so much for being inconspicuous.
He bit his lip. “H-hey...! Hi guys!” He finally stammered out like an idiot, waving minutely with the hand that had tried to originally silence his first words. “Uhm... Meow?” An innocent smile that looked more like a grimace. His hand tightened on Luciana his Moontrimmer, prepared to use it if he had to.
“Hehe...”
'Uh oh...'
Jesters do oft prove prophets. 𓀚
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22 Jul 2022, 20:54
Cooped in for Summer
Cannot believe she agreed to this. This isn't how she was supposed to spend her time in the summer. She was supposed to go to the beach or to the mall or something, but alas where did she end up in? the summer camp. The worst place she could possibly end up in.
Outdoor activities never were her thing, so wasting her summer on a camp is far worse than she could imagine. -But her aunt practically begged her to go here, for whatever reason? she doesn't know. All the blue-eyed girl knows is that her aunt has some work events and she cannot bring her along. If she finds out that her aunt is actually going on a vacation without her, ugh! she would be so LIVID.
"That old woman owes me." Pea said to her lizard as she walks into the stadium. Yes, thank GOD she is bringing Birkin with her, if not, she definitely would not survive this nightmare.
And as she predicted, there is a lot of people attending the camp. She notices familiar faces from Hogwarts but also a lot of unfamiliar faces from other schools. After rolling her eyes, she walked to the sign-up table. "Please just get me the best tent you got, I don't care which ones." She said to the people responsible for the tent distribution. She snatched the paper showing the information about her tent and left immediately. "-Purple -tent? ew, who likes purple?" she groans as she walked in the direction.
"ugh ..again, I just need to survive this." Pea creases her eyebrow and continues to walk. Finally, the white-haired arrived at the so-called 'purple stone' tent. They weren't lying when they called this tent purple. Everything from the tent was tinted with mauve, which really makes her really want to vomit. Really, who's idea is this?
She goes inside the tent peevishly. There are some people who have already arrived, she sees. Most of their faces are sort of familiar. She thinks is possibly her seniors- but none of them is from Slytherin though, and that is- worse than this tent. She probably should've looked at the sign-up sheet when she enters. Really this summer couldn't be any worse. Again, all she needs to do is survive, it's difficult but she'll try to manage.
In the same manner as she enters, "Ehem- I will be taking one of the top bunks." and strut unto one of the available bunk beds. As she arrive at her bunk, she started to think of a convoluted plan on her mind. In order to survive this, she needs to earn their favor- so she needs to be nicer- or at least nice enough so they learn to respect her and make them do what she wants. Maybe finally, she could turn on some of her Veela charm to earn their favors. Pea placed Birkin's aquarium and the rest of her luggage in the storage thing. And return to the common area where most of the people are.
"Pleased to meet.. everyone." She said in a cool dryish tone.
Interacting : everyone inside the tent <.<
Mentioning :
I'm glad you stopped talking to me. It's like the trash took itself out. - Black Dahlia (2006)
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