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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 4:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 4:52 pm
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Gwynfair Cadoc Darryn Idris
The Wyn siblings had always loved the circus. Who wouldn't? Bright colors, warm summer air, and the fact that it was by the seaside was also a plus. The boys were particularly fond of all of the flying games. After all, they were professional Quidditch players. It was a good chance to show off, and possibly show up some of the other teams, as well as to get to play with them. It wasn't like the competitions here actually mattered on the pitch. The girls loved the masquerade. It was a good chance for them to socialize and get to see other people that they haven't in a while. So what, Gwynfair was the Minister. She could handle herself at such a thing as a circus, it wasn't like anything was going to happen there.
When everything had finished spinning, three of the siblings floated gently to the ground. The fourth, and the youngest, had decided she'd much rather fly down. Why fly? Well, when Idris was a registered animagus, a hawk to be precise, it was simply more fun to do so. Landing on the ground, she switched back to her redheaded human self. "Well, where to first?" the youngest Wyn asked.
Cadoc hardly had to listen to the question before he knew the answer. He was the captain of the Welsh Quidditch team. He had been sure to bring his broom with him, as well as to make sure his younger brother did the same. Nothing like a little sibling rivalry. "Idris, you even have to ask?" the man laughed. "We're off to register for some of the games! Let's go Darryn," he said as he slapped the man on the back.
Watching as their brothers left, the women finally felt some peace. It could be annoying still living with their siblings. They were always so loud. They were Gryffindors, and they did play professional Quidditch, but that didn't give them an excuse to be loud all the time. "Why don't we walk around a bit?" Gwynfair suggested. The masquerade wouldn't be starting yet, and the sisters weren't about to go register for the talent contest. They really didn't have anything worth showing off. And besides, Gwynfair had the whole image thing to worry about. She was the Minister for Magic, and she was out in public. She had to be professional. Otherwise, the Prophet would go crazy at the supposed scandal.
Smiling, Idris looked around. There weren't too many people at the circus yet. It would be good to walk around. After all, she should walk around with her sister. The woman insisted that she didn't need any security while at the circus, but that didn't stop the younger of the two from worrying. She might not be an auror, but she was Gwynfair's sister and she loved her. Love could do some pretty powerful things. "Alright," she said as the two women started walking through the fairway.
Minister for Magic Welsh Seeker and Captain Welsh Chaser Office of Improper Use of Magic and Animagus The Wyn Siblings
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 7:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 10:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 10:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 11:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 11:38 pm
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Do you really wanna be like them?
Do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of that crowd?
Luke walked up to where Steffi was. Well, he had offered to pay for the trip, and thankfully he didn't look like his face had met a brick wall today. His mum had offered to give him the money so that he and his friends could have a good time, and now he was quite nervous. Why? Honestly, he wasn't sure, but he meant to find out. He hated not knowing why things bothered him. When he got up to Steffi, she was talking to some guy. Okay, so it was an older guy, but somehow it bothered him. Putting on a smirk, he approached the two. "Hey Steffi, what's going on? Bloke's not bothering you, is he?" It was at that moment that he noticed the way Steffi was dressed, well, her hair, to be precise. He blinked and shook his head. Okay, there was seriously something wrong with him. "Umm, are you feeling okay Steffi?"
Location: Fairway State: Confused OOC: ...
You, don't wanna be just like youxxx What I'm sayin' isxxxxx This is the anthemxxxxxxx Throw all your hands upxxxxxxxxx You, don't wanna be youxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 11:56 pm
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Hey you, look around! Can you hear that noise? It's a rebel sound. We got nowhere else to go.
Magni sighed and scratched his head. How did he get stuck with keeping an eye on Luke anyway? Luke didn't seem to mind, which naturally made the older teen worried that he was plotting something. Of course, that could be his imagination. He slumped and looked around. So far, only things he could see were just people that were just hanging around and discussing where to go, or people that seemed intent to going to another attraction. Well, this might get boring real quick. His gaze shifted to Luke and his friends and he just leaned his head back, wondering if he could actually fall asleep on his feet waiting for his brother and friends to decide on what they were doing.
┏━━━━ᚦ━━━━━┓ Location: Fairway State: Bored OOC: ... ┗━━━━ᚦ━━━━━┛
And when the sun goes down, and we fill the streets, You're gonna dance 'til the morning to the rebel's beat. You can take everything from me, oh, yeah. You can take everything from me 'Cause this is all I need.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:03 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:13 am
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ஒ Mudblood ஒ Orphan ஒ Single ஒ
But I know that, I was put here, to fight Vikings, in the cold war, with my arms out, in the front lines, singing, “Dare me. Dare me.”
ஒஒஒஒஒSteffi blinked as a random man came up to her. She narrowed her eye at him and immediately slid her hand into her pocket and wrapped her fingers around her switch blade.... just in case. "I'm fine." She basically growled. She was clearly uncomfortable by the presence of a strange man talking to her. Last man she had been in this close vicinty to for longer than a few seconds that wasn't a professor had gouged out her eye.... so her feelings were warranted. Her free hand slid a loose piece of hair behind her ear as she watched the man warily, refusing to take her eye off of him in case he tried something the moment she looked away. She wasn't stupid. She was a street rat after all.
ஒஒஒஒஒBefore she had to do anything to make the guy leave her alone though, Luke had appeared and was looking at the man in hostility. She slid a step closer to Luke and kept her narrowed eye on the man. "He better no be." She said simply, when Luke asked if the man was bothering her. And then he asked her if she was feeling okay and she was blinking in confusion at her best friend, all thoughts of the man washed from her brain.She blinked her eye, noticing his eyes on her hair. Self consciously she reached up to toy with a loose lock of her hair. Why was he staring at her like....that.... She gulped and licked her lips. "I'm fine." She repeated. This time not in a growl but more of a soft .... almost dainty tone. Of course nothing about Steffi was dainty so that was impossible... right? Her sounding dainty? She chewed on her lip and offered Luke a unreasonably nervous and shakey smile that she was trying to make reassuring.
I hope they hurt you. I hope they scar you. I hope they heal you. You’ve got to weigh your wars make sure you’re not fighting for nothing
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:13 am
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♡♥ Single ♡♥ Halfblood ♡♥ Slytherin ♡♥ Third Year ♡♥ Orphan ♡♥ ❝Oh! We're gonna let it show! We're gonna just let go of everything, Holding back our dreams, and try, to make it come alive! C'mon let it shine so they can see, we were meant to be somebody!❞ Aubrey frowned, looked for her sister's blonde hair or Luke's fiery red hair. Or any of her brother's heads actually. She stood on her tip toes, trying to peer over the crowd. That was obviously no use. Most people were taller than her thirteen year old self. Bree looked down at her white tank top, pink shorts and blue converse, trying to figure out a way to locate her group without getting even more lost or trampled. That was when she heard someone say "Steffi." Aubrey walked in that direction until she found who she was looking for. For the most part. "I finally found you guys...Erm, who's he?" The red head nodded to the man in front of Steffi. Aubrey let her gaze slide down to his pockets. She didn't normally steal, or tried not to, but she did occasionally. Her problem being she was really clumsy. She'd usually get caught, then have to come up with some clever excuse on why she was reaching into the person's pocket or purse or wherever they had money. Bree's green gaze turned back to the man and she smiled a little. ❝Somehow... Someday... Someway... Somebody!❞
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:44 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:48 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 1:02 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 2:46 am
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xxℭaitlin ℰngels ♡≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂≂♡ xFifth Year // Gryffindor // Chaser
When the wind passes by, I can feel it move me. I just want to run. I just want to be free.
Caitlin walked onto the fairway, looking around for her friend. She was in a dress, sandals and had a backpack slung over her shoulder, which held her Masquerade stuff. Cait took her phone out again, nervously checking for any messages from Jem. She chewed the inside of her lip, not even stopping when she felt it going raw.
Maybe she got the date and time wrong or something? She hoped not. Cait had tried to get her brother to go with her, but he was afraid there'd be clowns. 'And I'd thought for sure he was a Gryffindor...' Caitlin thought to herself bitterly, toying with the bird stud in her ear. Speaking of birds, she wondered how her best friend had been doing. Cait had only really seen her once last year. But seeing as Caitlin failed to attend some of her classes, she didn't get to see much of any one last year.
Made by Vampire Toy. Please do not change the code, claim this as yours, or share with monkeys. Especially not the monkeys. Enjoy!
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