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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2018 3:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2018 3:46 am
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Rhett Fang Ye <4th year> ☯ "That's about what I can do," Rhett said, "more than me probably. I am limited to buttons I think." Rhett grinned and then his eyes widened when Ferdie offered to buy his robes for him. "You don't have to do that. You shouldn't worry about my birthday..." He paused and bit his lip as he considered the offer and then said, "But thank you. I really appreciate it. Now I will have to step up my game for your birthday. You're a February kid right?" To be honest Rhett wasn't sure exactly of Ferdie's birthday (which now made him feel like a bad friend). He was pretty sure it was February 10-something. "And yeah, for me it would be best to get fitted and tailored here. My family aren't the best tailors." Honestly, Rhett found it a bit funny that his family wasn't considering their talent at handiword-his Dad with wands and his sister with metal. "Well, if you ever need another wand or some metal charmed you can come to me. Thanks a lot for the gift."
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Time: 2040-2041 Location: Madame Malkin's Looking: Ready for Adventure Hello, then, Rhett Hm, adventurous and reckless, And you like pranks and can't sit still Yes, I know just where to place you Gryffindor! {OoC: }
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2018 6:29 am
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( Pureblood ■ Unsorted First Year ■ Harp Player ) ↫xx I ғeel yoυ ιɴ тнeѕe wαllѕ Yoυ're α cold αιr creepιɴɢ ιɴ, cнιll мe тo мy вoɴeѕ αɴd ѕĸιɴ I нeαrd yoυ dowɴ тнe нαll вυт ιт'ѕ vαcαɴт wнeɴ I'м looĸιɴɢ ιɴ. Oн, wнo leт yoυ ιɴ? Yoυ wαlĸ αroυɴd lιĸe yoυ owɴ тнe plαce Bυт yoυ ɴever ѕαy αɴyтнιɴɢ. I cαυɢнт yoυ wαlĸιɴɢ ѕтrαιɢнт тнroυɢн мy wαllѕ Gυeѕѕ ιт wαѕ αll мy ғαυlт, I тнιɴĸ I leт yoυ ιɴ
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Mera honestly thought the guy was being a bit silly, but he seemed okay and tolerable. Besides, she wasn't picky so she ended up giving him a small smile in amusement. As she found the silliness a bit humorous. "Hopefully," she mused, "I've yet to hear about magic doing such things like that, I might tell you if there is." Mera looked at the boy thoughtfully, wondering if he was a muggleborn. Absolutely nothing wrong with it, in fact Esmeralda found them interesting and occasionally inventive. When the boy, who introduced himself as Cian, held out his hand for a handshake, Esmeralda set aside the coat she was holding earlier and took his hand. "I'm Esmeralda," she told him serenely, "But I go by Mera. Most of the time. You're new in the Wizarding community, aren't you?" Mera asked him with sincere curiosity. Not that she was sheltered, she helped her uncle in the shop enough to know different kinds of people, after all.
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Never тнoυɢнт тнαт I woυld ғeel lιĸe тнιѕ Sυcн α мeѕѕ wнeɴ I'м ιɴ yoυr preѕeɴce I’ve нαd eɴoυɢн, тнιɴĸ yoυ've вeeɴ мαĸιɴɢ мe ѕιcĸ Goттα ɢeт yoυ oυт oғ мy ѕyѕтeм, yeαн Iт'ѕ мy нoυѕe! I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт Iт'ѕ мy ѕoυl; Iт ιѕɴ'т yoυrѕ αɴyмore! yeαн, I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ wнeɴ - Timeline ↫xx wнere - place ↫xxxx wιтн - who ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2018 6:47 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2018 8:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2018 8:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2018 8:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2018 9:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2018 5:12 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2018 7:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:07 pm
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2018 7:01 pm
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┏━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ 「Location」 Madam Malkin's 「Company」 Fiona McKinney 「Mood」 Positive ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
тнιѕ ιѕ a нyмn ғor тнe нyмnleѕѕ, ĸιdѕ wιтн no relιgιon yeaн, we ĸeep on ѕιnnιng, yeaн, we ĸeep on ѕιngιng ғlyιng down тнe нιgнway, вacĸѕeaт oғ тнe нyυndaι pυll ιт тo тнe ғronт, leт ιт rυn, we don'т valeт
Felix took a long look around as he walked into the Robe shop. It was...different than what he was used to back home in France. But it wasn't terrible. He could work with this. He had entered after seeing the sign saying that they were looking for new hires, Jaqui had sad it would a good start for him, considering he enjoyed the art of clothing.
Making his way up to the register he smiled at the elder female, noting the color of her hair and how nice it was."Good Afternoon, Madame." He greeted, his arms ever so slightly crossed behind his back to make himself seem less closed off and more approachable. "I was wanting to inquire about the job opening?." Hopefully the woman was nice enough, he had heard many stories from his father about the British temperament...though of course they were from his father so there was not much weight to them.
ѕorry ιғ yoυ're ѕтarѕтrυcĸ, вlaмe ιт on тнe ѕтardυѕт ι ĸnow тнaт ι'м perғecт, even тнoυgн ι'м ғυcĸed υp нyмn ғor тнe нyмnleѕѕ, don'т need no ғorgιveneѕ 'caυѕe ιғ тнere'ѕ a нeaven, don'т care ιғ we geт ιn
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ 「OOC」 Speak here ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2018 9:42 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ωє σρєи υρ, ωє ѕтαят тσ ωαкє, мαувє ιт'ѕ gσииα вє συя ∂αу αи∂ ѕυ∂∂єиℓу ωє ѕтαят тσ ѕмιℓє, тнє ѕυи ιѕ συт fσя α ωнιℓє αи∂ уσυ мαу ѕєє тнιѕ ρℓα¢є ιи fιиαℓ ωσятн вυт ιт'ѕ α ℓιттℓє ριє¢є σf нєανєи нєяє σи єαятн═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceFiona smiled and hummed quietly to herself when she heard the tinkling of the bells overhead, turning her attention after a moment to the young man who had entered. She hadn't seen him before, not to her recollection anyway, and it was an odd time to be getting customers. Hogwarts students were all already off to school, and it was a bit early for any sudden alterations or replacements. Fiona had always rather liked the slowdown at the start of the new school year, truth be told. But that didn't mean she didn't get bored on occasion. She straightened herself up, offering a hand to the young man. "Aye, welcome, then," she said cheerfully. "There's applications righ' 'ere, somewhere anyway... Where did I pu' 'em?" The last was said more to herself than anything else, her head ducking down behind the counter to look through the drawers and various folders and things. She wasn't typically a disorganized person, but sometimes things got a bit hectic.
spaceShe straightened back up a moment later, an application clutched triumphantly in her hand. "Ah, here we are!" she declared cheerfully, handing it to the man. "Oh, bu', where are mah manners? I'm Fiona Donati, th' owner. Pleasure t' make yer acquaintance, Mr...?" It felt a bit odd, to be calling someone who was probably younger than her stepdaughter 'mister,' but he hadn't given a name yet and she was at a loss as to what else to call him.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ωє яєα¢н тнє тσρ, ωє тσσк тнє fαℓℓ, вυт ωє ℓαυgнє∂ тняσυgн ιт αℓℓ '¢αυѕє ∂яєαмιиg σf тнєм вєттєя ∂αуѕ нαѕ αℓωαуѕ вєєи συя ωαу αи∂ уσυ мαу ѕєє му fяιєи∂ѕ αи∂ fιи∂ иσ ωσятн вυт, иσ, ι'ℓℓ иєνєя gσ αи∂ ¢нαиgє тнєм fσя тнє ωσяℓ∂═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Madam Malkin's - Front Room wнen - Fall 2014 - Afternoon wιтн - Felix - ooc - blah blah blah
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