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Jenelle and Ana
Jenelle Dane- Ravenclaw Alumna + Department Head of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes
Jenelle nodded, noting the American accent. She had worked with quite a few Americans (and they visited from time to time, especially during the Quidditch Cup when it came around every few years or so) during her stay in the IMC. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Anastasia. You're from America, no? What are bookstores like there, then?"
OOC: Bookstores are...so scrambled here. You will find anything in a bookstore here.
Anastasia Hartman♥ Ilvermorny Graduate ♥ Pukwudgie ♥ Single ♥ 21 ♥ Unemployed -♥ "My weakness isn't that I'm too nice, it was thinking that you were also as nice." – ♥14:23, October 6, 2017 (UTC)
Anna thought hard, then let out a laugh. "You know what? I can't think of any time I went in any bookstore in the States, apart from the library at school, of course. I bet that makes me sound so dense," she laughed.
Jenelle Dane- Ravenclaw Alumna + Department Head of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes
Kiyomi thumbed through a book intently. Wasn't here, either. How did Hogwarts ever progress with these low level textbooks never being updated? She sighed impatiently and returned it. And people wondered why they were floundering on all these terrorist attacks. The future of magic was screwed in the UK.
Kiyomi's grey eyes were indiscriminately clear cut as they locked on Kamille. The bump was of little concern to her. She merely had to displace into a better footing to avoid falling. Compared to a Bludger, these meetings bruised nothing except potentially her ego. "No bother," she replied, the smile unsynced with the rest of her face. "I'd be more worried about the other patrons. That was a loud apology."
"JNQT," she responded as she scanned the index. "Leaves me more free time than I expected. There aren't many international Quidditch events, so I join other teams during the off season." She looked up at last after putting the book away. Still wasn't what she was looking for. "I take it you're a Quidditch fan?"
Kiyomi laughed. A long, throat burning, genuine one. She hadn't done that in some time. The tension eased out of her face. "You're honest. I like that." She pulled out another book to skim through. "To tell you the truth? I'm doing a full course review on magic imbued parchment. Been trying to give my niece a headstart for school."
She shook her head. "She's barely eight." Kaede had mentioned plans of relocating to Britain, which made her more anxious than she'd like to admit. Hogwarts was no suitable replacement compared to the likes of Mahoutokoro. Was she biased? Naturally. But she was positive any surveys done would only support her opinion. "How do they find anything here?" she asked out loud, a frown making waves on her face.
"Most of the workers here were Muggle-born," Kiyomi added a slight pressure on the past tense. "The terrorist attacks might have scared them into moving, or worse." She shook a few hairs out of her eyes. "That's a guess. Most of the shops I've visited have been suddenly vacated and understaffed, like this one."
"Humans." Kiyomi made a vague hand gesture, not anything modern. It was simple and thoughtless, yet the air reacted by skittering down book spines. "My old teachers used to tell me... Lack of learning is a pity, unlearning something is an atrocity."
"Kiyomi." She turned to check another shelf, her eye falling far from the target and alerting her to the camera pressed against a nearby window. "F-ck," she swore. "I'm going to have to cut this conversation short. See you around, Kamille." A shimmer of light expanded above her head and sealed her physical image from prying eyes. Invisible, Kiyomi pocketed her wand and departed from the bookshop.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 18:08, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
Dunstan was on his way home from work, but had decided to stop here to pick a couple new books. Though he had a library to satisfy his insatiable need to read, he'd gone through pretty much all those he had, and then some.
Rey was wandering through the aisles, looking at the books, a high-pitched giggle coming as she read a few of the titles on the spines. She was in the same aisle as Dunstan, trying to reach up to grab a book on the top shelf out of curiousity, being way too short. Small tears begun to roll down her cheeks in frustration as she continued to try and jump for the book.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 18:19, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
A high-pitched giggle draws his attention from the books he's currently looking at. Seeing a little girl, he feels himself begin to smile. He's always had a soft spot for children. Her change in demeanor provokes one in him, and he quickly approaches her. "Hey, hey, it's alright," he says softly. He points at a book, the one he assumes is the one she wants. "Is this one the one you want?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 18:30, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He grins and plucks the book off the shelf. He crouches, so he's at her level, and studies the book for a moment before he passes it to her. There's a wolf on the cover, with a full moon in the background. It's a Hogwarts book, he recognizes, delving into the topic of werewolves. "Werewolves, huh? That's interesting," he remarks, his tone not unkind. "You like them?"
She shook her head, taking the book happily. "I am one." Rey responded, opening the book and flopping down on the ground, beginning to try to read it, slowly, still too young to understand the majority of the words.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 18:59, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
That had been a surprise for him. His eyebrows knit together, and he scans her body for any scars or bruising that could indicate her being a werewolf. "You know, I think that book is a little too advanced for you, miss," he prompts, softly, as to avoid potentially irritating or frustrating the little girl. "How about we find a better one for you?"
She nodded quickly, "Okay!" Rey tilted her head before she rolled up her sleeve to her shoulder, showing the white-scarred wolf bite to Dunstan. The bite reached from her shoulder to the crook of her neck before she hid it again, reaching her hand towards Dunstan. "Better book!"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 19:07, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
Oh. He tries not to frown as he stands up, instead aiming to adopt a cheerful one as he extends a hand towards her. It was to both put the book away and guide her towards a kid-intended aisle. "So, what's your name? I can't go around calling you Miss Werewolf, can I?" he says lightly, chuckling.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 19:18, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
This kid is adorable, he has to admit. With a kind smile on his face, he leads her down a couple aisles. "I'm Dunstan le Fey, but you can just call me Dunstan," he introduces himself. He's silent for a little bit, while he searches for the right book, until he finds it; a kid-appropriate book on werewolves. One that doesn't demonize them. He offers it to her. "There you go! That's a better book for you - there's a lot of drawings and pictures. You'll like it," he promises. He pauses, before opening his mouth again. "So, Reyna, where are your parents?" he inquires. It's strange that no adult has stepped forward for her or called her name.
She shrugged. "Don't know. They didn't want me. I live at Lil Bundles." She explained before taking the book happily and sitting down on the ground to start reading the book. "Thank you!" Rey said, not looking up from her book.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 19:36, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
His heart broke by just hearing the words Reyna uttered. It also bothered him, because he was willing to bet they abandoned him after she was turned into a werewolf - it seemed such an act was becoming increasingly common. Dunstan frowns, and sits across from her, making sure to avoid blocking access down the aisle. "And you're living a good life at Lil Bundles?" he asks, carefully. "Are you happy there?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 19:48, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
"Just... wondering," Dunstan answers, with a feeble shrug to accompany it. "I'm just wondering if Lil Bundles is taking care of all its kids," he explains. He has a feeling he's just caused her to be slightly hopeful, and to say it doesn't make him feel worse would be a lie. Such a young kid living such a bad life. Reyna reminds him of himself - of how he lost his own parents, of how he could only rely on Sabrina and himself. Admittedly he was older when it happened, but he was orphaned nonetheless. "Why do you say it's busy?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 20:25, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
"Do you think it'd be better if I visited?" he asks. Maybe he should've not asked as much, given how tight his schedule always is, but it pains him to know that children at Lil Bundles feel negatively about their home and life. Especially such a little girl, who can't be above four years old. "Would it make you happy?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 20:33, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
His eyes widen, clearly panicky as Reyna situates herself in his lap. Shit, shit, shit. Was she... going to fall asleep on him? What was going on? "Dunstan," he corrects gingerly, awkwardly dropping his hands to his side. "Are you okay, Reyna?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 20:41, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
His heart is hammering quicker and quicker. What is he supposed to say? This isn't his kid. The last thing he needs are allegations of kidnapping a child. "Erm... yeah, sure," he says, a little nervously. "Would it be better if I took you to Lil Bundles again?"
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 03:03, December 23, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He lifts his hands, as a show of surrender. "Hey, it's alright, darling. Don't worry, don't worry. Just take a nap, alright? Get some rest," he whispers, but is genuinely concerned. Why is she so scared of going back?
She calmed slowly, relaxing into Dunstan and drifting off to sleep, nuzzling into his chest with a soft relaxed breath. "Why you call me darling?" Rey's voice was tired, but her eyes were closed tightly. "D-Daddy..." Rey yawned, before she relaxed in his lap, completely conked out.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 22:45, December 23, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
Well, if he didn't have a heart attack earlier, he sure did now. He shouldn't have called her darling. Did he get her hopes up? Because it seemed that way. She called me daddy, he silently panics. Unsure of what else to do, he carefully stands up, holding her close to his chest. He's cautious not to jostle her as he moves, hoping she stays awake at least until they get to Lil Bundles.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 22:56, December 23, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He tenses when he feels her move, not relaxing again or continuing his journey out the store until she's asleep again. He sighs in relief and continues, until he's out the store and on his way to the orphanage.
Miguel and Stazie
Constanza TorresHufflepuff Fifth Year -"You must go on adventures to find where you truly belong." – 22:13, January 13, 2018 (UTC)
They were in town after a trip to Zimbabwe, and Constanza was already bored. Thinking about school and books was so not on her summer list of things to do. But it was kind of a pit stop on their way to Iceland... so it made sense. "Ugh, school books," she muttered as she wrinkled her nose at them.
- "What I love most about this crazy life is the adventure of it." Message Me - 01:49, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
"Okay, protecting her from nutjobs that want to kill her is different than memorizing her moon cycle, and you know it. Just because I haven't memorized her transformation cycle doesn't mean I don't care," he says not breaking eye contact with her
Constanza TorresHufflepuff Fifth Year -"You must go on adventures to find where you truly belong." – 01:54, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
"She is most vulnerable at this stage of her transformation cycle."
- "What I love most about this crazy life is the adventure of it." Message Me - 02:35, January 14, 2018 (UTC)
He shook his head, "There's no reason for me to. She's got Mom, you and her Pack to boot. I mean... their Alpha is the ex-Minister and the Beta is in charge of Werewolf Support Services. She's in good hands with those two."
Constanza TorresHufflepuff Fifth Year -"You must go on adventures to find where you truly belong." – 02:37, January 14, 2018 (UTC)~
She frowned. "She's got a... pack? She never mentioned that to me. She told me that she's never even told anyone at school about what she is."