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 Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2017 3:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2017 6:09 pm
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「Location」
Flying Class
「Company」
First Years
「Mood」
Anxious
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Seok-Jin listened intently to his professor, but as soon as she mentioned that she wanted them to introduce themselves the boy seemed to almost freeze in place. He HATED public speaking, even if it was just something as small as what his classmates were saying. This was more of his sister's specialty, that girl could probably speak for hours with absolutely no issue.
The boy's nerves had already been on edge because of having to try and fly in general. He had seen his brother fly on his broom a few times but it wasn't often, and Kyu-Hyun hadn't had the ]i]best control ever. After taking a deep breath he went and grabbed a broom and spoke."I'm...Seok-Jin Lee. I'm a Hufflepuff. I um...sing? Sort of." He kept his voice low, hoping that no one had heard him or if they did they would just kind of ignore him. He was pretty content with being left alone, though he knew his elder brother wouldn't be happy if he heard that.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2017 6:18 pm
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xx» wнere «xx
xxxQuidditch Pitch - Flying Class
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxClassmates - Jin
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxExcited
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we rocĸ aт dawn on тнe ғronт lιnexxxxxxxxxxxx
lιĸe a вolт rιgнт oυттa тнe вlυexxxxxxxxx
тнe ѕĸιeѕ alιgнт wιтн a gυιтar вιтexxxxxx
нeadѕ wιll roll and rocĸ тonιgнтxxx
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spaceWhitney was vibrating with energy as he stood on the pitch, waiting for the class to start. He was looking forward to this more than almost anything else, truth be told. He knew that Jin was nervous, and didn't blame the other boy, but he was confident they'd be fine. Things wouldn't be that bad; they certainly couldn't be as bad as his friend seemed convinced they were. He worried about everything.
spaceHe realized the class was starting, and shuffled closer to his friend. He'd previously requested that Jin help him find his bearings in lessons for the first little while, and was glad that the other boy was keeping that promise. Once his friend, obviously nervous from his own introduction, finished speaking, he went for a broom as well. "I'm Whitney Prescott," he said, grinning. "I'm in Slytherin, and I'm Deaf." Most people disliked the whole 'introductions' thing, but Whit found it convenient. His life was a lot easier when he didn't have to awkwardly work that information into a conversation, and as much fun as it was testing people or making them guess, that didn't really work out so well when he needed to be paying attention in school.
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xxxwe're jυѕт a вaттery ғor нιre wιтн тнe gυιтar ғιre
xxxxxxready and aιмed aт yoυ pιcĸ υp yoυr вallѕ and
xxxxxxxxxload υp yoυr cannon ғor a тwenтy one gυn ѕalυтe
xxxxxxxxxxxxғor тнoѕe aвoυт тo rocĸ we ѕalυтe yoυ
 »» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2017 3:39 pm
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「Location」
Quidditch Pitch - Flying Class
「Company」
Classmates
「Mood」
Excited and Nervous
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Maura watched and listened intently to her fellow first years, she was extremely curious about how this whole 'flying' thing was gonna go. She had never seen anyone fly before since she had lived with her muggle family, and at this point she doubted that her father was coordinated enough to fly since he had never shown her such a skill.
After the Slytherin boy went she decided that it was her turn and strutted up, head held high. She grabbed a broom and turned to introduce herself "A'm Agnes McDonald, a Gryffindor. Ca' me Maura though, cause a'm nat an old lassie. "
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2018 10:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2018 10:52 pm
Professor Landon Price
Muggleborn ▲ Former Hufflepuff
Professor of Flying (1st to 3rd Year)  Location: Class (on the pitch) - Thursday @ 9:00am
Landon walked onto the field for his second class of the year. He was looking forward to meeting all the first years. He wanted to leave them with a lasting impression and hopefully he'd have some enjoyable students that would want to continue into the advanced classes. As the first year students started to come onto the field Landon smiled. "Good morning everyone, I hope you’re enjoying Hogwarts so far. I'm Professor Price and I'll be your flying instructor for the year and for those who wish to continue on into the advanced flying classes." he told them brightly. "Before we get into introductions I'd like to inform you about some class rules. Don't worry they aren't that bad. All I ask of you is to come prepared and on time for class. Listen to instruction and no horsing around. If I say I want your feel to stay on the ground I expect you do is. The last thing I want is someone getting hurt and I'm sure you don't want that either." He said looking over the sea of students. "Lastly wands aren't needed so they can remain in your bags. Aside from that have fun and try your best. I assure you, that your hard work and effort will pay off." Landon added with a smile.
"Now, as I have each of you come over and grab a broom I’d like you to introduce yourselves. I'd like you to tell me your names, houses, and something interesting about yourself." Landon instructed.
Status: Content
With: First Years
Wearing: Professional
OOC: ---
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 2:18 am
✠ Quinn Ezekiel Conri-Dechering ✠ xxxxx ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- xxxx <1st Year> Time: 2040-2041
Location: Flying I
Looking: Nervous
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 2:22 am
❁ Mary Fidelma Conri-Dechering ❁ xxxxx ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- xxxx <1st Year> <"American Girl" and Georgia Peach>Time: 2040-2041
Location: Flying
Looking: All American Girl in a Hogwarts World
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2018 4:54 pm
 Katya Patrovna
Hufflepuff │ First Year │ Eleven Years Old │ Single
Katya was looking forward to her first chance to fly a broomstick on her own. She'd ridden a few times previously, but only when her older cousins were doing the actual piloting, while she hung on for dear life. One of their favourite games was to fly at great speed through the forest not far from their grandparents' house, weaving around the trunks like they were flags on a slalom course. Sadly they didn't have a broomstick at home (not that she would have been allowed to use), and Cousin Sergei refused to purchase one for Faina. Today, however, was her first chance to fly on her own.
Already there were the twins, and she smiled and waved at Mary, as she collected a school-issue broomstick. "I'm Katya Patrovna, from Hufflepuff House, sir. Um, I'm not sure there's really anything all that interesting about me to mention," she said, the last bit was with a note of disappointment, as she found she really couldn't come up with anything better.
.  "Precious and fragile things, need special handling
My God what have we done to you?
We always try to share, the tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through
Things get damaged, things get broken
I thought we'd manage, but words left unspoken
Left us so brittle, there was so little left to give "
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2018 10:04 am
 xCian Quinlan xxxx Slytherin xxxx First Year
You hear the door slam
And realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand
And wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 5:01 pm
Katya Patrovna
Hufflepuff │ First Year │ Eleven Years Old │ Single
As Katya was standing there, waiting for introductions to conclude, so they could get on with the flight lesson, she heard Cian whispering to her. She couldn't help but smile, and she feel a little bit better. "We probably will," she whispered back in agreement with his assessment of how things might go. "I just hope they don't make us race through the forest. Wouldn't mind meeting your ferret, though; he sounds adorable."
"Precious and fragile things, need special handling
My God what have we done to you?
We always try to share, the tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through
Things get damaged, things get broken
I thought we'd manage, but words left unspoken
Left us so brittle, there was so little left to give "
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 6:00 pm
xCian Quinlan xxxx Slytherin xxxx First Year
You hear the door slam
And realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand
And wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 10:54 am
Professor Landon Price
Muggleborn ▲ Former Hufflepuff
Professor of Flying (1st to 3rd Year) Location: Class (on the pitch) - Thursday @ 9:00am
Landon had to say he certainly had a good group of students. A number of them being related to colleagues he worked with or still worked with today. Turns out a lot of them didn't think they had anything interesting to share or weren't interesting at all. Hopefully they'd learn otherwise because he hated see kids feeling ordinary. Especially when they were all different experiencing different things. "It's nice to meet all of you."
Once everyone got there brooms, Landon got to addressing the class. “Nice to meet all of you.” He said to grab their attention back to him. “So to start the class off we’re going to work on the basic command to fly any broom, the up command. To do that, we’re going to start by laying each of your brooms on the ground.” He instructed doing so himself.
"Now standing next to your brooms, hold your right hand above the broom and say up. Make sure to say it clearly and with feeling behind it." Landon told them before saying it clearly like he meant it. "Up.” He said catching the broom as it came up to his hand. “You want to say it and mean it." Landon added knowing flying wasn’t for everyone and fear tended to make getting a broom to listen more difficult.
Status: Content
With: First Years
Wearing: Professional
OOC: ---
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 11:16 am
xCian Quinlan xxxx Slytherin xxxx First Year
You hear the door slam
And realize there's nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand
And wonder if you'll ever see the sun
You close your eyes
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2018 1:00 pm
Katya Patrovna
Hufflepuff │ First Year │ Eleven Years Old │ Single
Briefly, Katya wondered why one felt the need to mount a broom from the right, as she set it down in the grass. She winced and tried hard not to do more than giggle when she saw Cian's broomstick whack him in the forehead. "Are you all right?" she asked him softly, as she didn't want for him to be embarrassed by having the whole class know what happened to him.
"Up!" she ordered the broomstick, as she held her hand out over it, and the broomstick remained in the grass, not even bothering to move. "UP!" she said loudly and more forcefully, trying really hard to sound like one of her teachers that she really didn't like. This time the broomstick levitated up out of the grass and up into her small hand.
"Precious and fragile things, need special handling
My God what have we done to you?
We always try to share, the tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through
Things get damaged, things get broken
I thought we'd manage, but words left unspoken
Left us so brittle, there was so little left to give "
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