7 Dec 2018, 15:51
Who IS She?
Interaction | @Liliafix Tinderly
✣ Who IS She? ✣
The birds chirped gaily. The trees rustled gently in the cool breeze. Various students roamed about, joking about with friends or laughing heartily as they engaged in their various recreational activities. All seemed to be well, the Grounds were the perfect epitome of a picturesque scene.
...Except it wasn't. All was well for everyone else, except things were going terribly for Dinara Lucey.
One may question -- How bad could things get in a magical school like Hogwarts? Surely the young child was simply being dramatic. Perhaps so, but to the girl, the unspeakable had happened.
She had lost her voice.
Now, to most people who didn't know Dinara very well, they'd simply scoff at this piece of information and attribute her voice loss to the common flu. That might be so, but to those who actually knew her and more importantly to Dinara herself, this was an absolute travesty. The young Hufflepuff's whole identity centred around her sheer volume and ability to talk. It would be a lie to say that this didn't affect Dinara at all. In fact, this issue of apparently insignificant magnitude affected the young girl to no end.
She felt miserable. Without her voice, Dinara felt incredibly small and incredibly lost. Who exactly was she now that she's without her voice? Sure, this may be a temporary setback, but to an eleven-year-old like Dinara, the moment seemed like it would never end.
She lightly swung herself up a low-lying branch of one of the thicker trees, wanting nothing more than to be left alone for the first time in her life. From there, she hauled her frame up to one of the thicker branches that allowed her to lie down and nestle rather comfortably. Though the large canopy of the tree veiled the tiny girl fairly well, her bushy head of brown hair stuck out rather distinctively amongst the rich green colour of the trees; looking almost as if a patch of leaves had randomly decided to wilt amongst the rest of the healthy ones.
Stance | Nestled comfortably on one of the branches on the tree
Mood | Miserable, lost, upset
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[font=segoe script]Dinara Lucey[/font]
Stamina 5 | Evasion 10 | Strength 5 | Wisdom 2 | Arcane Power 10 | Accuracy 8
10 Dec 2018, 22:18
Who IS She?
Liliafix was relaxing on a branch, reading one of her favorite books. She had just begun to delve into the plot when a resound thump startled her. She peeked from over the tallest branch on the tree to see a small girl clamber up the trunk. Liliafix winced, this is where she went to be alone. But as the petite Hufflepuff (Liliafix could spot the mustard yellow from a mile away) settled herself on a branch, it soon became apparent this would not be the case. As Liliafix looked closer, she soon found that this wasn't just any girl.. it was Dinara. Now Liliafix didn't have anything personal against Dinara, but nearly everybody knew of her loud and bubbly personality. But Dinara wasn't in her usual position, surrounded by a group of friends. She was... alone. Sadness twinged in Liliafix's stomach. She knew the feeling. Maybe there was some way she could help the chatterbox without losing her eardrums. Liliafix always wanted to help someone in need, and Dinara was definitely in need. Maybe Liliafix was in need herself, always isolating herself with her books.
"You can only help if you know how to help," she whispered to herself. "Just ask what's wrong- no, ask if something's wrong, maybe she's fine."
Liliafix gently shut her book and slithered into (what she hoped was) a presentable position. She gulped. Come on, Lil. Don't be such a coward. she thought.
But Liliafix was not a Gryffindor. As she opened her mouth, her sentence was droned out by repeated stutters. "I-uh- a-a-a-re-are- y-you-o-k-k-kay?" She flinched, nervously biting her lip as she towered above the troubled girl.
"You can only help if you know how to help," she whispered to herself. "Just ask what's wrong- no, ask if something's wrong, maybe she's fine."
Liliafix gently shut her book and slithered into (what she hoped was) a presentable position. She gulped. Come on, Lil. Don't be such a coward. she thought.
But Liliafix was not a Gryffindor. As she opened her mouth, her sentence was droned out by repeated stutters. "I-uh- a-a-a-re-are- y-you-o-k-k-kay?" She flinched, nervously biting her lip as she towered above the troubled girl.
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Aak! Sorry it was so late, I've been super busy with school and family issues.
Liliafax Timberly
12 Dec 2018, 08:29
Who IS She?
Interactions | @Liliafix Tinderly
The fairly oblivious Dinara hadn't noticed the presence of another girl in the tree that she had scrambled up into. She had wanted a quiet getaway, but the young girl quickly found out that lying in trees was nowhere near as romanticised as her Enid Blyton books had made it seem. Instead of a calm, tranquil resting spot, she found that it was uncomfortable and fairly disgusting thanks to the large amounts of insects hiding out in the canopies of trees that Dinara never even knew existed.
As she set to trying to smack every insect that landed on her, she heard a soft stutter sound out from above her. She looked up to see a young girl with wisps of blonde hair framing her rather timid looing face. She wrinkled her nose, shrugging.
The usual Dinara Lucey would've brushed off her concern; any sign of vulnerability or emotion in front of others (well, apart from those on the positive spectrum of course) wasn't something that Dinara liked to show. Not because the young girl was prideful or anything, she just didn't want to appear what others would've deemed, well, loser-ish.
Now, she had no means to brush off the girls concern. Dinara could only point at her throat and try her best to gesture that she had no means of communicating. All this was incredibly new to Dinara, the girl was used to having her voice do all the explaining to her. She felt rather helpless, really; and all of a sudden had extreme empathy for those who had been born mute or had lost their ability to speak one way or another. It must be terrible feeling so trapped within one's own mind, with no way of being able to verbalise their own ideas out to the people around them.
Stance | Gesturing that she had lost her voice
Mood | Sympathetic, worried
[font=segoe script]Dinara Lucey[/font]
Stamina 5 | Evasion 10 | Strength 5 | Wisdom 2 | Arcane Power 10 | Accuracy 8
12 Dec 2018, 14:15
Who IS She?
When the Hufflepuff turned to face Liliafix, the blonde felt a shiver run down her back. Being as sensitive and awkward as she was, Dinara's wrinkled nose seemed to Liliafix as an insult. This girl must really hate her! And the whole school with her! Liliafix instantly regretted saying anything and was about to apologize for bothering the girl when she began making strange hand motions. Liliafix couldn't quite understand it, they seemed quite confusing. And the girl wasn't saying anything at all, highly unusual based on Liliafix's observations.
Then it clicked. "Oh no, you lost your voice!" Liliafix blurted out. She was surprised she didn't stutter, and slightly happy with herself. After a few moments of pondering, Liliafix had come up with an idea. She turned back around and grabbed the book she was reading. I was a book explaining the scientific and magical reasoning behind potions and had a large chapter on the Pepper-up Potion. She skimmed the pages before finding what she was looking for. She swirled back around and read aloud to the distressed girl. "In certain circumstances, the Pepper-up Potion can be used for common muggle ailments. For example, the potion can be used to reverse the effects of influenza and laryngitis." Liliafix looked up from the pages and blushed. She most look like a total nerd, no wonder Dinara had wrinkled her nose at her. Sighing and looking down, the Ravenclaw mumbled, her voice barely audible "I don't know, maybe we could try to make that potion, and it would help your throat. " She but her lip, but looked up to see Dinara's reaction. She couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the girl. Liliafix had lost her voice once, and she remembered how miserable it had been not being able to talk. Liliafix then realized that it must be devastating for someone whose entire life revolves around the ability to communicate.
Then it clicked. "Oh no, you lost your voice!" Liliafix blurted out. She was surprised she didn't stutter, and slightly happy with herself. After a few moments of pondering, Liliafix had come up with an idea. She turned back around and grabbed the book she was reading. I was a book explaining the scientific and magical reasoning behind potions and had a large chapter on the Pepper-up Potion. She skimmed the pages before finding what she was looking for. She swirled back around and read aloud to the distressed girl. "In certain circumstances, the Pepper-up Potion can be used for common muggle ailments. For example, the potion can be used to reverse the effects of influenza and laryngitis." Liliafix looked up from the pages and blushed. She most look like a total nerd, no wonder Dinara had wrinkled her nose at her. Sighing and looking down, the Ravenclaw mumbled, her voice barely audible "I don't know, maybe we could try to make that potion, and it would help your throat. " She but her lip, but looked up to see Dinara's reaction. She couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the girl. Liliafix had lost her voice once, and she remembered how miserable it had been not being able to talk. Liliafix then realized that it must be devastating for someone whose entire life revolves around the ability to communicate.
Liliafax Timberly
13 Dec 2018, 18:43
Who IS She?
Dinara sighed, a breath releasing the tension from her shoulders. Her shoulders slackened as she desperately tried to explain herself, but the girl didn't seem to understand what she was trying to gesture! Given that Dinara wasn't very good at picking up subtleties, she wasn't incredibly good at expressing herself through subtle means either.Interactions | @Liliafix Tinderly
When it finally clicked with the girl, Dinara clapped and nodded furiously, almost springing up on the spot. Her hands flew to her face and she groaned in frustration, growing increasingly frustrated when she realised even her groan didn't produce any form of audible sound.
At the mention of a potential cure, Dinara perked up, her eyes lighting up for the first time in the day. Once again, she could only nod furiously, but her brows knitted together in confusion. What is this 'Pepperup Potion' that the girl was talking about, and how could they make it? What are those big words that she's using? Influenza? Laryngitis? Dinara suddenly regretted not paying more attention back in muggle school.
At her suggestion to attempt to make the potion, Dinara shrugged, but her smile was a hopeful one. Her posture had also changed, from that of a slackened one to an unusually straight and attentive posture. The girl may not have been good at expressing subtleties, but she was also bad at hiding her emotions. In fact, the girl wore her heart on her sleeve! A more observant person would likely be able to pick up on whatever she was thinking as they spoke -- her mannerisms were exactly like her; fast, to the point, in your face.
Stance | Sitting upright
Mood | Attentive, interested
[font=segoe script]Dinara Lucey[/font]
Stamina 5 | Evasion 10 | Strength 5 | Wisdom 2 | Arcane Power 10 | Accuracy 8