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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 9, 2007 22:18:36 GMT -5
"Okay, I'll try. But I suspect it might be rather hard. I'm just so excited!" Kel squealed, then turned red. "Sorry about that. I'm just so nervous, and happy, and excited, and worried and glad! All at the same time!"
In reply to his question about Hogwarts, she had to reply-mostly-in the negative. "Well, my parents both went here, but I don't have any older siblings to pave the way or anything. My dad likes to tell stories, but they're mostly just about how he got detention for flying out-of-bounds, or played pranks on people or stuff like that. Not really about the classes and professors and what you do day to day."
Kel looked curiously at him. "Why do you ask? Are you a Muggle-born?" Kel asked out of pure curiosity, not trying to be mean. If Stevie was a Muggle-born, he might have a hard time at Hogwarts. She wondered if someone would help him along. She vowed that if he was in the same House as her, she would tell him all about Wizarding culture and things like that.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 9, 2007 21:32:51 GMT -5
"I know! I've been waiting for soooo long for this moment! It's so wonderful! I feel so happy and lighthearted!
"And maybe a little light-headed, too." Kel added, smiling at the eager boy across from her.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 9, 2007 21:02:05 GMT -5
Kel hopped into a passing boat, landing right next to Stevie, who seemed to be staring at something behind her. She turned around, and stared. It was magical! 'Well, duh, Kel, it's a school of magic after all!' She told herself.
But even with the talking inside of her, she was silently watching the castle, as if making sure it didn't go anywhere after all her excited waiting to finally get here.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 8, 2007 18:11:49 GMT -5
Kel felt the train jolt to a halt. She peered out the window, but it was quite dark and there was nothing to be seen. She quickly stuffed the fleece blanket, pillow and journal into the bag again, then pulled out her school robes, slipping into them quickly. She grabbed her wand from it's pocket in her jeans, tucking it away into the specially-designed wand pocket in her robe sleeve. As she stuffed her feet into her trainers and laced them up, she wondered they were going to get to the school. Somehow she doubted they'd be walking.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Oct 26, 2007 19:02:45 GMT -5
Character Name: Keladry Lindenshield Character Age: 11 Wand: 10 3/4'' Cedar, shavings from a Unicorn's hoof core. Pet (if any): Half-Kneazle named Tiria Family History (Go into detail, if possible): Keladry Brianna Lindenshield was born one and a half months before her father's twenty-sixth birthday, and that day had been full of laughing and crying on everyone's part. Kel was told once she could understand it that she was a witch, and she has spent all the time she could preparing for Hogwarts. She read all the books she could, and practiced waving sticks and cutlery like wands. She has been looking forward for her whole life to going to Hogwarts and following in her father's footsteps. Devin (Kel's dad) and Eileen (her mom) had become very close friends at Hogwarts ever since O.W.Ls, and had slowly fallen in love, though it was hard to tell. It was a very slow transformation from friends to lovers, and they really didn't even notice it themselves. There was no courting, or teenager-ish dating. They came to realize that they would never be happy with anybody else, and they were engaged three months after Eileen's nineteenth birthday, and were married two years later on a lovely Friday in late fall. Kel's mom and dad tried many times to have a child, even trying Muggle methods, but nothing worked. Kel was the light in her parents' inner darkness, and they love her dearly. Physical Description: 5' 1'', just past shoulder-length brown slightly wavy, sometimes curly hair. Her eyes are green toward the outside, brown closer toward the pupil, long lashed and delicate. She has a square jaw, testimony to her rock-hard will, and feet that will take her anywhere. Personality Description (Go into detail, if possible): Kel is a very stubborn and fair person. She is the most loyal friend you could ever have, and isn't afraid to rescue a drowning cat from white-water rapids in the coldest time of winter (which just so happens to be how she found her Kneazle, Tiria). She would do anything to protect a smaller creature from bullies or larger things. This rather large brunette stands up for the things she believes in, and won't back down from a fight. Strengths: She refuses to back down, and she will always, always help out anybody or anything that is in trouble. She is larger than most 11 year olds, and she uses that much to her advantage. Kel is a athletic girl, but she also loves to read a good book curled in bed. She likes studying (or at least doesn't mind doing it; she loves to learn new things), and enjoys every class she takes. Weaknesses: Kel is actually quite lazy when it comes to chores, and she also has a sharp temper and tongue. Kel has been known to lose control of her temper and lash some poor little kid just because she's frustrated. She has tried very hard to get her temper under control, however, and she is slowly getting better and better at not blowing up and at keeping her emotions under control. Part of this attempt is two-way journals that she and her mother have, which enable them to write on one page of one of them, and have it appear on the same page in the other. They communicate to each other quite frequently, and Kel and her mother have formed more of a bond from this letter-writing than from all of the mother-daughter trips they could ever take. If given the opportunity - would you take part in a Quidditch team, a Book Club, a Potions group or an Afternoon Tea party? It's a hard decision, but of the Potions group and the Book Club, I'd have to say the Book Club. If you found a wandering Kneazle, what would you do? Take it in, of course. I already have. What House would you like to be placed in (This is to be taken into consideration, though the Hat will ultimately make the final decision)? Hufflepuff, like dad, of course! Why would you like to be in this student group and not the others? Because Hufflepuffs are loyal and true. In my opinion, so am I. I suppose I could possibly be in Ravenclaw or maybe Gryffindor, too, but I think Hufflepuff is the best fit for me. Please give us an example RP: Kel started, hearing rattling and clanking coming from upstairs, and then Benny fell down the stairs and she became very frightened. She didn't know what was up there, but she also didn't really want to know. She knew that it was impossible for Benny to have fallen down the stairs of his own accord, but she told herself it was just Tiria prowling around. She got up and went to the stairs, tripping over the purple-eyed black cat on the way. 'Well, that rules Tiria out. I wonder what could be up there?' Kel thought to herself, shivering slightly. "Hey, um, I wonder if someone shouldn't go get Professor Murray. I don't think there's supposed to be anyone up there." Kel said to her fellow students. She thought someone should go up there, so she grabbed the heavy book she had been reading a few hours ago before she had gone to bed off a chair, and slowly approached the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory. Silently, she crept up the stairs, stopping in her tracks when the stairs creaked under her bare feet.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 10, 2007 21:03:24 GMT -5
Kel smiled at the man also, standing next to Stevie. She wondered who he was, and who the centaur standing by the gates was. She wondered if the centaur was a professor, and if so, what she (for that seemed to be the gender of the creature/human) taught.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 18, 2007 17:11:49 GMT -5
"Of course they do. I mean, it's on the package. But there aren't just the bad flavors. There's caramel, chocolate, latte, stuff like that. There's all sorts of different flavors, but there are also flavors like grass and jalapeno." Kel explained. "As you now know." She added, grinning.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 17, 2007 16:26:14 GMT -5
Kel popped the bean in her mouth, chewed for a bit, then smiled. "Grass! I love grass flavor! I mean, it's better than earwax or poo." She said, then glanced at Stevie. This comment probably wouldn't o over very well, though he had obviously already discovered that they were, indeed, every flavored.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 17, 2007 13:20:34 GMT -5
Kel laughed even harder when she saw the look on his face after the second Bean. She slumped back into her little nest, helpless with mirth.
Finally she got herself under control and opened her mouth to say something, but at the first glimpse of Stevie, she was off again, sniggering and giggling.
Once she had actually gotten herself under control, and so that when she looked at Stevie she wouldn't collapse into cackles of hilarity, she stuck her hand out. "Can I have one?"
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 14, 2007 19:46:51 GMT -5
Kel quickly grabbed a pumpkin pasty and paid, sitting down. As the trolley clattered off, she glanced at Stevie. She almost choked at the look on his face. Then she started laughing so hard, that Floyd, who had until now been napping on top of Tiria's head, woke up and chirped angrily at all the noise.
Kel, however, couldn't stop her laughter from bubbling out. Stevie just looked too funny! She deduced that it was because of the small package of Every Flavor Beans in his hand which had elicited his hilarious expression.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 12, 2007 22:00:24 GMT -5
Kel hid her shock that his parents would just send him off to Hogwarts with no knowledge of the Wizarding world-much less Hogwarts itself-and expect him to just find his own way aided by a brown bag of Galleons! But she didn't voice any of this, both because the candy cart was at their door and because she didn't want to make Stevie feel awkward. It wasn't his fault that his parents didn't seem to care enough about him to educate him in the ways of the world that they were shoving him into without a second thought.
"Anything from the trolley, dears?" The plump grey-haired woman asked. Kel stood up and went over to pick out her sugary dessert.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 11, 2007 20:18:58 GMT -5
Kel stared at the money Stevie had just poured out, then at Stevie, who was sliding toward the door. "Do you know how much money that is? Those are Galleons!" Kel didn't mean to be rude, but he was just walking around with a sack full of Galleons! And he probably didn't even know how much they were worth!
Although, I mean, Kel was no stranger to money, but Stevie just dumped a pile of gold out without a second thought! Like they were just pebbles or marbles!
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 10, 2007 21:00:51 GMT -5
Kel heard it, too, and started rummaging in her bag for her coin purse. She had a lunch packed, but her mother had said if she wanted to have dessert, she could buy it herself.
Kel pulled a brown lunch sack out of her bag, which obviously had an Enlargement Charm on it, and procured the leather coin purse from an outer pocket of the magical bag. She slipped to the door, sliding the door open. The cart was a couple of compartments down from theirs, so she sat near the door to wait.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 10, 2007 20:32:00 GMT -5
Tiria blinked, surprised.
Kel grinned at her cat's momentarily stunned state. The feelings and pictures in her mind were that of bewilderment and confusion. But the cat put her head back down and closed it's amethyst-purple eyes, preparing for a nap. Kel laughed out loud at her cat's opinion. Tiria was sending happiness and the picture of a stove balanced on top of a cat's head. The picture was so funny, yet so true. That was exactly how Kel felt when Tiria slept on her pillow, and Tiria had thought it funny when Kel had thought/told her what it felt like.
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Post by Keladry Lindenshield on Nov 10, 2007 17:19:08 GMT -5
((Not a lot to reply to. But I'll make do.))
Tiria decided that Floyd was safe, and maybe even a friend. She reached out her raven-black paw, offering it to the prairie dog. She had seen her human doing the same thing, and thought that maybe the little thing they called Floyd who smelled of sunshine and dry grass would want to sniff her to make sure she was nice, too. Tiria, however didn't for one moment think the little thing would have enough pluck to climb up on her head.
((Haha! Little dare there.))
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