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xxxShop - Front Room
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xxxxxxxxxJeremy - Bas, Balder, Desi, Zach, DJ
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCurious
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ѕιnce we мeт ι ғeel a lιgнтneѕѕ ιn мy ѕтep yoυ're мιleѕ away вυт ι ѕтιll ғeel yoυxxxxxxxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are xxxxxxxxx
laтe aт nιgнт wнen yoυ can'т ғall aѕleep ι'll вe lyιng rιgнт вeѕιde yoυ coυnтιng ѕнeepxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ arexxx
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spaceDamien smiled when the boy entered, offering a small wave as he set down his quill. Customers meant that he could pause on working on the books, which was always a small blessing. He hated the books. He had half a mind to pay his stepmother to do them for him, now that she was looking to sell the pet store. If he'd thought she'd accept payment, he might've already broached the subject. As it was, he didn't feel like having the conversation with her where he had to explain why her doing his books without pay felt like exploiting her.
space"Hello, Jeremy," he replied, sliding off his stool to come around the counter and offer his hand. "I'm Damien, and I suppose that means I'll be selling you a wand, eh?"
spaceBefore he could start the process, a group entered, making him pause, namely because four of the five people who'd entered shouldn't really be here. Sebastian and Balder were both seventh years, obviously, and had gotten their wands long ago (had it really been seven years? Merlin). Desi and Zach were first years, but he was bringing their wands to their house later tonight, so that Ada and Chris could be with them when they received them. Which left the boy they had with them, who Damien had never seen before. He blinked oddly. "What're you lot doing here?" he asked curiously, momentarily forgetting he had a customer in his confusion.
space"This is DJ!" Desi informed him. "He's Uncle Lea's little brother, and he's going to school this year, too! He needs to get his wand!"
spaceDamien swore, if the twins kept having more family pop out of the woodwork, he'd never keep track. Lea wasn't really their uncle, of course, but then again, he wasn't, either. He did have to wonder if the twins would call this DJ kid 'Uncle DJ' since being Lea's brother would technically make him their uncle as well, by their standards anyway. They'd certainly never let Issac being younger than them stop them from calling him uncle, so why should DJ being their age be any different?
spaceHe shrugged, gesturing to Jeremy. "Seth'll have to get him," Damien replied, ignoring the dramatic whining Desi immediately responded with. "I've got a customer already."
spaceHe ignored the eleven-year-old's 'but Uncle Damieeeeeeeeeeen' and turned back to Jeremy, offering a smile. "Alright, come stand here, please," he said, "And hold out your arms." A flick of his wand set the measuring tape to work, and he took a moment to call Seth from the back so that he could handle Desi and Zach's newest relative.
space"Are you right or left-handed, Jeremy?" he asked, noting the measurements and thinking on the wands he had in stock. There were a lot of them, in just about every combination imaginable. Once he had the measurements down, he excused himself to grab a few potential wands. Upon returning a moment later, he handed Jeremy one. "Try this. 12 inches, Laurel with Unicorn Hair," he ventured. Obviously not a match, but it'd tell him which direction to go based on how it reacted.
spaceUnable to resist, he arched a brow and glanced at Sebastian and Balder out of the corner of his eye. "So, how did you two end up on first year duty?" he asked, tone light. Honestly, he was somewhat surprised they'd been allowed, after what'd happened with Balder's family and all. Ada's judgement with her own kids was somewhat askew, no doubt about that. But the fact that anyone else was entrusting the two of them with children was surprising. And he'd have thought Chris would have a conniption over the suggestion that his kids be sent into London with the boys. No offense to either of them. Merlin knows he didn't have much room to judge; the whole thing with Mari's mother could've ended just as badly. Not to mention all the idiocy their friends had gotten up to during school. It was just Balder and Sebastian's poor luck that their attempt at heroics had been the one to blow up in their faces. That didn't make it acceptable, obviously, but he couldn't exactly hold it against them without holding everything else against his friends. Their stunt hadn't been any more idiotic, it'd just been the one that ended badly.
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xxxι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp wιтн yoυ, ι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp нere
xxxxxxanywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are
xxxxxxxxxyoυ're тнe ғιre and тнe ғlood and ι'll alwayѕ ғeel yoυ ιn мy вlood
xxxxxxxxxxxxeveryтнιng ιѕ ғιne wнen yoυr нead'ѕ reѕтιng neхт тo мιne, neхт тo мιne
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2017 8:20 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxShop - Front Room
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xxxxxxxxxJeremy - Bas, Balder, Desi, Zach, DJ
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCurious
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ѕιnce we мeт ι ғeel a lιgнтneѕѕ ιn мy ѕтep yoυ're мιleѕ away вυт ι ѕтιll ғeel yoυxxxxxxxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are xxxxxxxxx
laтe aт nιgнт wнen yoυ can'т ғall aѕleep ι'll вe lyιng rιgнт вeѕιde yoυ coυnтιng ѕнeepxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ arexxx
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spaceJeremy gave the the wand a wave and sent the boxes flying before Sebastian or Balder had a chance to answer his question. Damien managed to pull his own wand and prevent a couple of near-catastrophes, namely the boxes sending his paperwork flying. Sebastian, meanwhile, grabbed a couple of the boxes out of the air before they hit anyone. Not that it would have hurt, since they were just cardboard boxes and all, but it was the principle of the thing.
space"Uh, Ada figured we were getting our stuff already anyway," Sebastian answered finally. "Everyone else would've had to take time out of work or something. Honestly it was either us, or Eve and Mels." Damien snorted in response to that, trying to imagine that outing. He hadn't spent all that much time around Eve and Desi together, but when he had, he got the feeling the pair didn't know how to interact without bickering. Honestly, he could completely understand Eve's trepidation when Dom and Gracie had adopted two more kids; if the way she interacted with Whitethorne twins was any indication, she definitely did not know how to be around children. He imagined any sense of agreement between herself and Gid was because they were both basically forces of nature. Extremely destructive ones.
spaceDamien took the wand back from Jeremy with a faint smile. "I don't think so, no," he replied. "But, it didn't outright hate you, either, so we're getting somewhere. How about... hm." The wandmaker grabbed another wand from the stack he'd brought up, and handed it over. "Thirteen inches, Hazel with Dragon Heartstring," he informed the eleven-year-old. It was similar enough in temperament to the last one that its reaction shouldn't prove any more violent if it was a mismatch, but different enough that it might actually be a good fit. They'd have to see.
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xxxι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp wιтн yoυ, ι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp нere
xxxxxxanywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are
xxxxxxxxxyoυ're тнe ғιre and тнe ғlood and ι'll alwayѕ ғeel yoυ ιn мy вlood
xxxxxxxxxxxxeveryтнιng ιѕ ғιne wнen yoυr нead'ѕ reѕтιng neхт тo мιne, neхт тo мιne
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2017 8:52 pm
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Ollivanders
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? Dad, Michael, Victoria, Damien, and Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Waiting to get my wand
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? "This place smells kinda musty"
Elisabet felt herself growing a bit more comfortable as Michael spoke about his family. He was still a big bearded guy, but wasn't that kind of stereotypical wizard? Like... the bigger the beard the more powerful the spells? Perhaps. He had a huge family, and at the end of his talking, asked about her family... and herself. She took a second to ponder the thought, but before she'd settled on what to say, Victoria spoke more about their family. She mentioned her older sister with a different family, then asked about Elisabet's siblings, before counting all of her own. "I don't... have any siblings. It's just me and dad... Um... about me... Let's see, I want to be an inventor, and I guess now I have to learn magical inventing. Uh, I was born without the lower half of my left forearm, hence my prosthetic which, uh, doesn't currently work. Other than that, uhm, dad's a mechanic, so he works on cars." She blushed a bit, hoping to deflect some of the conversation to her dad.
Terrence glanced at his daughter, seeing her look of nerves. He smiled down at her, patting her hair. "Yes, we get along just fine on our own. Elisabet's on the honor roll at her primary school. She's doing a great job to make me very proud. Such a good girl." He grinned at Michael, hoping to prove that their family was wonderful, even if it was rather small. After his daughter had said she wanted to get her wand, Michael said he guessed that would be her choice, meaning it was pretty common for the new students. "It is? Exciting, I mean? Don't you just... grab a wand that looks nice? It's just shopping, isn't it?" She looked at the man with wide, curious eyes, excited to learn all she possibly could from this strange, magical world. He had even more family, though this branch worked at Ollivanders, the wand shop. That had to be interesting. "You really do have family everywhere, don't you? It's pretty interesting, to say the least." Elisabet followed Michael and Victoria to the wand shop, letting her dad hold open the door for her. Another boy about her age was inside, so she shuffled and watched whatever he was doing. Admittedly, she had no real idea about magic at all, so this would be interesting one way or the other. She waited patiently for her turn, thinking that the most polite thing to do.
{{OoC: Springy 10.5 inch Holly and Phoenix Feathers - 2 tries}} Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2017 9:05 pm
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And even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
Cuz all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Got lost or thrown away
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Seth had popped from the back just as soon as boxes went flying. He blinked, his eyes scanning the shop until they landed on the young boy who was putting a wand down and looking rather down. Well, no one said that wands worked the first time they were offered. He himself had taken several tries to find his own, after all. He turned his attention to the other group in the shop, a pair of seventh years he was sure he'd seen at least one of back when they were first years, and Damien's... Well, he couldn't quite call them niece and nephew. He knew they were Whitethornes, that much was obvious. He also knew that Eretria, one of his yearmates, had siblings. They must be her niblings then. Though he couldn't see their parents, he turned toward them and realized there was another boy with them too. Around the same age, and if he recalled, needed a wand whereas the Whitethorne children did not. After all, he'd seen some of Damien's work on the wands in question and knew that he was delivering them to their home at some point.
He turned a smile to that boy and cocked an eyebrow. "Welcome to Ollivander's. I'm going to assume that Damien did some introductions, but in case he hadn't, I'm Seth. I assume that you're the boy that is getting his wand today? Which is your wand arm? Or well, which is your dominant hand?"
He noted the tall blond teen's nod and the other boy's look towards his sister before he pulled out his tape measure. He set it to work in measuring the boy's arm while he started looking through the stacks, wondering. The boy looked a bit adventurous, and Seth could already tell that maybe a good dragon heartstring would work for him. However, the wand wood was another matter entirely. Snapping his fingers, he stopped the tape measure as he took down a wand for the boy to try out. He handed it over with a cocked eyebrow. "Eleven and five eighths inches, hornbeam, with a dragon heartstring for a core. Go ahead and give it a wave."
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Thinking: Well, let's see how this goes...
OOC: -❤-
We grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell 'em your name
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2017 8:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 2:35 pm
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Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
DANIEL
JAMES
SHEPARD
first year │ halfblood │ unsorted
DJ gave the man, Seth, an odd look, sticking out a skinny arm. "Um, I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but all I know about Damien is that he knows the- Zach and Desi," he amended. "And I guess he makes wands? Like you? How do you even make a wand, just put a spell on a stick?" It seemed like it was probably a really boring job, unless you loved whittling. He resisted the urge to bat at the magical tape measure on his harm, although he was poking and prodding at it when the man returned with a wand for him to try. DJ had no idea what to do with it, so he waved it wildly, expecting some sort of reaction. There was a violent bang, causing him to drop the wand entirely and jump back with a muffled swear.
OOC: ((Holly, dragon heartstring, 12 and 1/5 inches, pliable, bent shaft, 3 tries))
Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here at home
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover, and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 3:06 pm
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Ollivanders
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? Dad, Michael, Victoria, Damien, and Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Waiting to get my wand
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? "This place smells kinda musty"
The Amsels listened to Michael speak about how Victoria was "practically" an only child, which made Elisabet a bit flustered. She rather wanted siblings, and felt it was silly that they disregarded the older girls as sisters, simply because they were grown and moved out. On the other hand, she could see where they were coming from, in that she hadn't really grown up with most of her siblings. Either way, it was a bum situation. He mentioned the girl not going to Hogwarts, and Terrence raised an eyebrow, but realized that if magic could pop up out of nowhere in his nonmagic family, it had to work in reverse, too. Though Victoria said she was top of her class, so Terrence offered her a thumbs up. "That's good news, keep up your studying and you'll be able to get into any uni you might like!" He offered a fatherly grin, then looked at Michael. "You must be so proud of her!"
When they arrived at the store, Elisabet had asked about wands, and the older man began speaking on that they were important, but also that somehow, the wand chose the witch.... which was interesting. Apparently the "wrong" wand would not work well for people. They watched the other boy, who successfully got his wand to choose him. After he'd paid with weird coins, Michael went up and talked to Damien, his nephew... or was it cousin? She flushed with nerves when he called her "little miss" and mentioned that she was ready to get her wand. Victoria hurried over to the younger man, asking if he'd make her a special wand if she suddenly got magic. That'd be pretty cool.... but if wands chose the witches.... how could one possibly create a wand for them? It just counteracted what Michael had just said. For now, she figured she had to brave up and introduce herself to the man that worked here. "Hello, Damien, my name's Elisabet, and I need a wand, if you don't mind. It seems interesting that they choose their handlers, though that raises more questions than it solves, I think." She ran her hand through her hair, prosthetic hand still tucked into her pocket. She was glad she mostly used her right arm, specifically now that her left wasn't working properly.
{{OoC: Springy 10.5 inch Holly and Phoenix Feathers - 2 tries}} Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:05 pm
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xx» wнere «xx
xxxShop - Front Room
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xxxxxxxxxJeremy - Bas, Balder, Desi, Zach, DJ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx
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ѕιnce we мeт ι ғeel a lιgнтneѕѕ ιn мy ѕтep yoυ're мιleѕ away вυт ι ѕтιll ғeel yoυxxxxxxxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are xxxxxxxxx
laтe aт nιgнт wнen yoυ can'т ғall aѕleep ι'll вe lyιng rιgнт вeѕιde yoυ coυnтιng ѕнeepxxxxxx
anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ arexxx
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spaceDamien took the wand back from Jeremy, placing it back in its box, and went back to the counter. He addressed the boy's father, mentally calculating the total. "That'll be 11 galleons," he said, taking the payment and making note of the sale before returning to the group that'd convened inside.
spaceHe smiled when he saw Michael, and gave Victoria a little wave. "Good to see you both," he told them. Victoria's question made him pause, feeling slightly uncomfortable. It wasn't impossible for the girl to show magic, she was only seven. It'd taken Ada until she was nine, and Zach until he was ten. But, he didn't want to get her hopes up, considering she was muggleborn and all. "If you're a witch, you'll certainly get a wand," he answered, supposing there was no harm in telling her the truth. And it was the truth, after all. If she was a witch, he would obviously make her a wand.
spaceTurning to the first year, who Michael had introduced as Elisabet, and luckily noticed the prosthetic hand she had tucked into her pocket. It looked rather high-tech, and therefore probably wasn't particularly functional at the moment. Which was why it was a good thing he'd noticed, since he probably would've offered his own left hand for the girl to shake otherwise. Instead, he offered his right. "Nice to meet you, Elisabet," he said. "And I think the first thing you'll learn about wands is that they raise all sorts of questions. Honestly, we really ought to make a pamphlet. Book recommendations and basic facts, that sort of thing." The comment was partly directed at the girl, partly musing aloud, and partly directed at his cousin, because actually it was a very good idea. Why hadn't he thought of it before?
spaceHe waved his wand to start the measurements, then went to ask if she were right or left-handed, but paused. He didn't want to assume her right was her dominant hand, because what did he know? But it seemed unlikely that she was left-handed, unless muggle prosthetics were a good deal more advanced than he was aware of. Was there a way to handle this tactfully? He sure as hell couldn't think of one. "Ah, so, would I be correct in thinking that you're right-handed?" he asked, floundering somewhat. On that note, if her left hand was the one she preferred to use, that posed something of a problem, if only because she probably couldn't use it here. He could make the shop wheelchair friendly easily enough (and had), could make all manner of changes to accommodate people with special needs. But making muggle technology work in a shop full of not just magic, but the tool used to channel it, was not going to happen. Hopefully, she was right-handed. It'd certainly make things easier, on everyone involved.
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xxxι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp wιтн yoυ, ι вeen geттιng υѕed тo waĸιng υp нere
xxxxxxanywнere ι go тнere yoυ are, anywнere ι go тнere yoυ are
xxxxxxxxxyoυ're тнe ғιre and тнe ғlood and ι'll alwayѕ ғeel yoυ ιn мy вlood
xxxxxxxxxxxxeveryтнιng ιѕ ғιne wнen yoυr нead'ѕ reѕтιng neхт тo мιne, neхт тo мιne
»» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:14 pm
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xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I? Ollivanders
xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ? Dad, Michael, Victoria, and Damien
xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ? Getting my wand
xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ? "I hope I don't regret this magic thing"
Terrence listened to the man say he was very proud indeed. He said that the non-magic - or "muggle" - world was confusing to him, mush like the magical world was to the Amsels. Apparently he'd had a pile of research for local schools, since he didn't know much about primary schooling. "Did your older girls not go to primary before... now? That's several years of school they miss if they wait until eleven. But, regardless, Victoria seems to be a wonderful girl, and it's very good that she's friendly. Elisabet's always had a bit of trouble making friends." He sighed quietly, running his hand through his otherwise nicely done hair. When Victoria hurried to talk to the shopkeep, Damien, Michael calmly told her to behave and she promptly hurried back, leaving Elisabet standing before him, looking rather nervous.
Elisabet looked up at Damien when he mentioned wands bringing up all kinds of questions. He kind of trailed off as he mentioned making a pamphlet, and she simply grinned. "If there are books, I might like to read some. A pamphlet seems like a good idea, 'specially for newbies like us." She nodded encouragingly, hoping he might want to actually make it, since it seemed like a really solid idea. She heard Michael say that this was going to be a guessing game for Damien, unless he was making or choosing a wand for someone he knew well. "So of he knows the person, he can pretty well make a wand specific? But there's a good chance bad things can happen if he helps people he doesn't know? Seems like a dangerous gig." Terrence looked over at his daughter, hoping she wouldn't cause a massive accident. Elisabet's attention was jerked back to Damien by his question. A heavy blush colored her otherwise pale cheeks. "Yes, that's correct. When I'm not... here I can use both hands, but the magic makes my arm go haywire..." She sighed quietly, then looked back at him, determination burning in her bright eyes. "Yes. I'm right handed. So what do we do from here?" She looked at him, lifting her prosthetic hand out of her pocket, resting it on her hip. She was scared, but she was set to prove her bravery.
{{OoC: Springy 10.5 inch Holly and Phoenix Feathers - 2 tries}} Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀɴ σρҽɳ ʂƙყ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɾҽαʂσɳ ɯԋყ, ʏᴏᴜ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɳσɯ ιƚ'ʂ ყσυɾ ƚυɾɳ, ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ, ʂԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ϝҽҽʅιɳɠ ԃҽҽρ ιɳʂιԃҽ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ Ⴆҽ ყσυɾ ɠυιԃҽ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ, ϝιɳԃ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ, ɠσƚ ƚσ ƚαƙҽ α ʅҽαρ σϝ ϝαιƚԋ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʟʏ, ϝʅყ αɯαყ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ. Nσƚԋιɳɠ ƈαɳ ɠҽƚ ιɳ ყσυɾ ɯαყ
Aʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪʟʟ ԃɾყ ϝαʂƚҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂυɳ, sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ,Sσ ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, ʂԋιɳҽ, Sԋιɳҽ ყσυɾ ɯαყ |
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:25 pm
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And even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
Cuz all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
Got tossed along the way
And letters that you never meant to send
Got lost or thrown away
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Seth hrmm'ed to himself as the wand let off a bang, nodding to himself as he considered the properties of wood again. It was definitely dragon heartstring, but the wood was off. Maybe the boy would do with something a bit more to his personality? He certainly thought he might. "That he does. He's their mother's friend from when they were kids. I'd imagine that if their mother was going to ask anyone to make wands for them, it'd be him. As for me, I'm a wandmaker as well. Though we don't just put a spell on a stick and call it a wand. Every wand has a core, and that core resonates with each wand wood in a particular way to produce the spells within. I think when I was first making wands, I probably blew up a few while trying to put the cores in. That, and wands are particularly finicky with who they choose for owners. Not every wizard can pick up a wand and expect it to work, after all."
He nodded as he found another wand that might be more suitable. Taking it down, he opened the box and held it out for DJ to try out. "Maybe this one then. Dogwood and dragon heartstring, twelve and a half inches. Though, I do warn you, dogwoods tend to be noisy wands. Just give it a wave and we'll see how it does."
════════════════════════Location: Ollivander's
Thinking: Well, let's see how this goes...
OOC: -❤-
We grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won't tell no one your name
And I won't tell 'em your name
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 6:38 pm
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Felix was in some weird state of happy shock. He knew he was going to a different school because of his age, but a school for people with magic, like him and the nice man that was taking him shopping? No, he hadn't expected that. His mom wanted to come but couldn't afford the time off. His dad? Well, Felix honestly didn't want him to come because he would likely complain how much stuff cost, but there was some sports game on so he was thankfully busy. His brother Owen had stopped talking to him which wasn't all bad, he stopped harassing him at least. He had a school list in hand and it definitely was different. Robes, cauldrons, and dragon gloves. But others seem normal or at least expected. He had convinced his mom to let him get a pet as long as he took care of it and it wasn't the frog option, so he is leaving with a small friend if he could. But what he was really looking forward to was the wand. He had asked about it on the way and was a bit worried when he was told the wand picks its owner. How would it do that? What if one doesn't want him? He kept the questions to himself, for now, didn't want to risk getting in trouble for being annoying with questions. They entered the shop and it was full of long thin boxes stacked really high. How were they going to find one for him in here? He approached the counter hoping he wasn’t doing something stupid. “Hello, I would like to get a wand please.” Felix said trying not to sound nervous.
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ooc: 14” Hawthorn, Golden Snidget feathers (3 tries ok? I'm not picky?)
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 7:18 pm
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