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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 11:42 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 21, 2013 9:30 am
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 Corabell Kiremono~Hufflepuff First Year~Half-Blood
The knot slipped apart. "Hah, got it!" Corabell cheered. She unfolded the cloth, revealing a several layered box. "Father owns Kiremono Shipping, a mostly-muggle shipping company. They're starting to expand into the magical market, but most of the magical expansion so far has been in the Asian markets," Corabell told Rowan.
Pulling the lid off of the top layered box, she grinned. "Looks like Turkey this time," she said happily. "This is Börek, a type of savory pastry with thin layers of pastry and fillings. This over here is Su böreği, it has just feta cheese and parsley and a little olive oil. These cylinders are Sigara böreği, they have feta cheese, potato, parsley and it looks like minced meat. The puffy squares are Talaş böreği, they have lamb and peas. These little spiral ones here are Gül böreği, they're spicy," Corabell said, pointing out the different types of food in the topmost dish.
Relationship status: Courting Rowan Edgar Elliott.
Where am I? First Floor hallway
Who am I with? Rowan Elliott
What am I doing? Offering to share my care package with him
OOC: (( I'm getting my food info from the Turkish Cuisine Wikipedia page. )) |
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 4:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:50 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:14 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 3:34 pm
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That's a pretty big trunk
on my Lincoln town car, ain't it?
Big enough to take these broken hearts
and put them in it
I've got this black suit on,
roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral.
Only five more miles until the road runs out
 Alaric Jonathan FallreinGryffindor Third-Year
Pureblood▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂ Alaric felt a sharp pain in his chest. But this was what he needed, he told himself. He didn't want Rei to leave again, but it would be for the best. Alaric couldn't afford to trust anyone, no one except family. He wanted to grab Rei and hug him and tell him he was sorry, and he was, but he couldn't do that. "I don't know. Maybe you should just give up," Alaric said stonily. He felt his heart cracking, but his face was blank. He turned on his heel and walked back inside, and it took everything he had not to look back. ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
I'm about to dive in the ocean
I'mma try to swim from something
bigger than me.
Kick off my shoes
and swim good I'm going off
Don't try stopping me
I'm going off
Don't try saving me
No flares
No vest
No fear
The waves are washing me out
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 8:56 pm
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Corabell Kiremono~Hufflepuff First Year~Half-Blood
Corabell grinned and ate one of the Gül böreği, spices stinging her tongue. "The Gül böreği might be a bit much, but if the Su wasn't too bad, you might like the Sigara, they are very similar, just with potato and minced meat," Corabell encouraged Rowan. "If you don't like lamb, you won't like the Talaş, but if you like lamb, you might like them."
Corabell picked up one of the squares of the Talaş böreği, nibbling at the treat. "And to answer your earlier question, yes, Father and Mother travel around to inspect the various shipping centers, to make sure that things are actually running like the local managers say they are. Sometimes they travel separately, to cover more ground, and before Hogwarts, we children often used to travel with Mother and Father as well. I traveled most often with Mother, when the family split up," Corabell said.
Relationship status: Courting Rowan Edgar Elliott.
Where am I? Clock Tower Courtyard
Who am I with? Rowan Elliott
What am I doing? Sharing my care package with him
OOC: (( I'm getting my food info from the Turkish Cuisine Wikipedia page. )) |
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 9:12 pm
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Adalaide is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Toasty at The Stone Courtyardspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing on Chris // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // No onespacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Tranquilspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'It's nice to be outside on days like this... it's cold, but... still nice.' spacespac
'You didn't have to look my way;
Your eyes still haunt me to this day.' ═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide Blythe was, in spite of the freezing chill in the air, thoroughly happy to be outdoors. She felt like she spent too much time cooped up inside the vast castle. The majority of the time she spent outside was one a broom at Quidditch games which, while fun, was not exactly relaxing. She cleared some snow off of the stone bench, warmed the seat a bit and settled in, leaning back and smiling. This was nice... the only that would make it better was if a certain someone was there with her. She flushed a bit. She couldn't seem to stop thinking about Chris even for a minute. It seemed like everything made her thoughts center on him. How things would be better with him there, wondering what he'd think of this or that, what he would have been like in lessons had he gone to Hogwarts. Ada couldn't keep a silly, sappy grin from her face. He might not be able to be around much right now, but there was no reason they couldn't figure something out the next time they got to see each other. She was still waiting on her next owl from him... or should she send him one? She bit her lip. What on earth would she even say, though? Obviously that she missed him and that she wanted to see him and all that, but... what else? It was hard for her to really converse in something as limiting as a letter. Ink and parchment. There wasn't enough to it for her to really feel like they were connecting. And she desperately wanted that connection. She sighed, still smiling.
Having a boyfriend was certainly strange.
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'But you did... yes, you did.'
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 11:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 11:20 pm
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Adalaide is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Toasty at The Stone Courtyardspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing on Chris // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // No onespacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Tranquilspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'It's nice to be outside on days like this... it's cold, but... still nice.' spacespac
'You didn't have to look my way;
Your eyes still haunt me to this day.' ═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide was pulled from her pondering by a voice, almost familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. She looked up and spotted the young man, recognizing him as a friend of Michelle's... one who had graduated the same year as Tay. What was he doing here? Her expression grew puzzled when he approached, and she took his hand and gave it a polite shake. Private investigator? What on Earth could he be investigating that she could help him with? Her mind immediately flashed to Michelle's 'father' and she wondered, briefly, if he'd hired Ronyo to look for her, but that was silly, since Ronyo could just talk to her. Although... he might be looking for Victoria and Melody... but from what Michelle had told her about Ronyo, he was an excellent judge of character and about as noble and good as a person could be. So there was no way he was working for Vincent... which led her expression to grow more confused. What on Earth was he investigating? "Uh, I remember you. Michelle talks about you sometimes. Er, I'm not really sure how much help I could possibly be, but I'll try to help." She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, her chin resting on her knees, a thoughtful, curious pose. She stared at him hard, still incredibly confused. She had absolutely no idea what he could possibly need her for. She didn't have any information about... about anything! She wasn't the sort to gossip, or listen to gossip, and she avoided all the unsavory types, so she didn't think she was involved in anything that he could be investigating... but obviously she was. It was a bit unsettling to think that she'd somehow gotten involved in anything that needed a private investigator. She hoped she wasn't in some kind of danger...
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'But you did... yes, you did.'
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 11:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 9:33 am
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Adalaide is...spacespacespacespace CURRENTLY // Looking Toasty at The Stone Courtyardspace
CURRENTLY // single // crushing on Chris // lovingspaces
CURRENTLY WITH // No onespacesp
CURRENTLY FEELING // Tranquilspacespa
CURRENTLY THINKING // 'It's nice to be outside on days like this... it's cold, but... still nice.' spacespac
'You didn't have to look my way;
Your eyes still haunt me to this day.' ═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide blinked. He was asking about Chris? Why would he be asking about Chris? Unless he was some sort of vampire hunter or something, and Chris was his target for some reason... Her expression remained confused. She might need to send her boyfriend an owl after all... but for now... she bit her lip. "Uh, his name was Chris... and we didn't actually get to dance." This statement was partly a lament at that fact, and partly for show. They hadn't danced; things had gotten crazy before her feet had touched the dance floor. They hadn't had time to talk, she didn't know anything... and really, that wasn't quite a lie. He hadn't told her anything about himself at the ball. It was at their meeting before and their date after that he'd shared things with her. Ada's lack of experience lying was warring with her fierce instinct to do whatever she could to protect him. And really, she'd not had trouble lying to people she didn't feel any guilt over lying to... and it was hard to feel guilty when he might pose a potential danger to Chris. She shrugged at Ronyo a bit, her eyes worried, but no more so than they would be upon hearing bad news concerning a friendly neighbor or a classmate. "Why? Did something happen to him at the ball or something? I sort of lost him in the chaos... I was more worried about finding Michelle." Adalaide's eyes narrowed as she thought back to the white-haired Slytherin being essentially kidnapped by Tay. It was sort of hard to focus on the guy she'd wanted to dance with when she was busy worrying about Michelle. Going to her parents without her friend had been awkward and upsetting. They'd been worried sick, of course. But, she'd told them that she'd seen her be apparated away by a friend... which was sort of true. She hadn't said whose friend it had been, after all.
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'But you did... yes, you did.'
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