Slug and Jigger's Apothecary~ Open *Now Hiring!*

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Ⓒᴏᴍᴘᴜᴛᴇʀ Ⓢᴄɪᴇɴᴄᴇs Ⓣᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ✮ Ⓕʀᴇᴇʟᴀɴᴄᴇ Ⓟʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ
Ⓣʜɪʀᴅ Ⓨᴇᴀʀ ✭ Ⓖʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Ⓒʜᴀsᴇʀ

Gid grinned at his mom, adding a few more things to the basket she was holding. When he heard the door open, a wide grin overtook his face. That had to be Rhys! When Rhys didn't promptly greet him, the brunette looked around, blinking when he noticed his friend.... hiding. Well... not really hiding, that hair of his made it impossible. Gid shook his head, wondering what struck the boy's nerves. He moved to be beside his friend, then grinned playfully. "Now, if I didn't know better, my dear best friend was trying to hide away. I wouldn't know why, though." He tried to look as perfectly normal as possible, in hopes Rhys wouldn't dart off to hide. He was surprisingly good at hiding, and Gid wasn't fast enough to catch him. Thresa walked around the corner, having found some odd plants.

After a few seconds, she promptly hurried closed to the boys, her eyes wide. "Please tell me you two don't deal with any sort of magic plants?" Gid turned to look at his mom, who looked a bit startled. "Er... Yea, we do. But it's only in Herbology class. Teacher there won't let us get hurt. Mostly 'cause if we hurt the plants, he'd throttle us. I'm more worried about him than the plants." He shuddered at the thought of Professor Hill, hoping to drop his class the second he was allowed. He didn't mind the class, but the teacher was creepy as all heck. Gid glanced over at Rhys, then his eyes went wide. Was he hiding because he didn't know the woman here? He decided to sign as well as speak this time, hoping to calm his friend. "Rhys, this is my mum. Her name's Thresa. She came along to help me carry things.... also to help pay. I don't make a pay cheque yet!" He smiled, and Thresa did the same, their familial connection showing. Ree decided to show off her signing skills, something she'd decided to learn when Gid first mentioned his excitement about it. "Hello indeed, Rhys. It's a pleasure meeting you." She was much more fluid in her words, as she'd always learned quickly, where her son was usually a bit slower about memorizing things. Hopefully Rhys wouldn't be upset that she'd taken to learning sign as well...

I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ, 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝒆𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝒆𝓼,
Tʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡʜᴏ 𝓷𝒆𝒆𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ.
Tʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡʜᴏ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ,
Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, 𝓷𝒆𝓿𝒆𝓻 𝓫𝒆𝒆𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆𝓭 𝒆𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱.
Mᴀʏʙᴇ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝒇 𝓶𝒆 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
Tʜᴇ 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓲𝒆𝓬𝒆 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғɪᴛ ɪɴ.
Tʜᴇ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 𝓱𝒆𝓪𝓻𝓽, ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴀ 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝒆.
𝓝𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝒆 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝒆. 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝒆𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝒆𝓼.

{OoC}

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Diamond Wales

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Ⓒᴏᴍᴘᴜᴛᴇʀ Ⓢᴄɪᴇɴᴄᴇs Ⓣᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ✮ Ⓕʀᴇᴇʟᴀɴᴄᴇ Ⓟʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ
Ⓣʜɪʀᴅ Ⓨᴇᴀʀ ✭ Ⓖʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Ⓒʜᴀsᴇʀ

Gid felt a bit bad when Rhys nearly jumped out of his socks. Finally, he admitted to hiding, then asked about the summer. Gid shrugged, trying to think of something positive. He'd had his head stuck in the loo at one of the shops a few weeks ago... but that might not be good to share. "At least you stayed in the building this time. I swear, last year, you were the needle in the proverbial haystack. And there I was, without my magnet." He grinned, hoping to ease tensions. Rhys still looked like he might sprint off at any second. "As for summer, it's nice. Dad works a lot, but mum's off, so we get to hang out. Plus, we're volunteering at the animal shelter in Cardiff!" He smiled, hoping Rhys would like that thought.

After Thresa had joined and introduced herself, Rhys signed back, though he remained quiet. Gideon was right about his normal volume, at least. He signed about their teacher kicking them out or failing them over some plants. Wait... Deadly plants? Magic schools were weird as all get out. He then said it was nice to meet her, and she grinned. "That guy bothers you again, I'll personally kick his butt. Anyway dears, I'm going to go browse that huge bookstore over there. I'll meet you in two hours at the ice cream shop, deal?" He kissed her son's hair, then waved politely at Rhys before hurrying away from those icky slimy things. Yick.

Gid looked between his mom and Rhys, then bade the woman good bye. He turned to his friend and offered up a mischievous grin. "So, let's go anywhere but that bookstore? After we're done here, we can go wherever you want. I'm pretty sure you need the freedom after being grounded all summer!" He himself had never been grounded before, so it was a concept unbeknownst to him. It sounded like hell, though. He figured he'd let Rhys choose what to do today. They both needed to heal after last year, but a day in the warm summery alley seemed a good way to do it!

I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ, 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝒆𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝒆𝓼,
Tʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡʜᴏ 𝓷𝒆𝒆𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ.
Tʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴡʜᴏ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ,
Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, 𝓷𝒆𝓿𝒆𝓻 𝓫𝒆𝒆𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆𝓭 𝒆𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱.
Mᴀʏʙᴇ I sᴇᴇ ᴀ 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝒇 𝓶𝒆 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
Tʜᴇ 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓲𝒆𝓬𝒆 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғɪᴛ ɪɴ.
Tʜᴇ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 𝓱𝒆𝓪𝓻𝓽, ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴀ 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝒆.
𝓝𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝒆 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝒆. 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝒆 𝓽𝓱𝒆 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝒆𝓷 𝓸𝓷𝒆𝓼.

{OoC: Exit Thresa}

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Diamond Wales

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid sighed at Rhys when he said he'd spent the summer taking notes. He already had years up on everyone else! That boy was certainly an odd one. After Thresa headed out, and Rhys had been asked what to do, the white-haired boy commented that Gid found books boring... which may have been half true. Textbooks were indeed very boring, but he had a lot of books he did enjoy. "That's not true! I just think it would be a pain in the bum to try and carry heavy textbooks longer than we dare need. Besides, you're probably the only person I know who is that terribly excited for schoolbooks. I'd say get the lightweight stuff first, then the books. We'll have so much less to worry about!" He laughed, glad to have his friend talking again. Heck, Rhys was even cracking jokes... probably. He glanced over at his friend, who was looking at the shelf. The brunette glanced at his basket, then grabbed a few more things, before consulting a list he'd written up. That seemed to be all... but he better grab extras. Unlike Rhys, he couldn't send a parent to Diagon to get more supplies if needed.

Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ωнαт'ѕ ιηѕι∂є ιт
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ, ǀ'ℓℓ ƒιgнт ιт
Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιη, ηєνєя gσηηα gινє ιт υρ, ɴᴏ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʀɪᴅᴇ ɪᴛ
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜɴɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇᴅ Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιη,
Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιт υρ, ɴᴏ.
Ƴσυ cαη'т тαкє мє, ǀ'м ƒяєє

{OoC}

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Diamond Wales

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid grinned at Rhys, nodding. Of course they could wait for the books, particularly since they had more classes this year. "Yep. Getting to the train is going to be hell. Not to mention the stairs. Ugh. I need like... a teleportation pad or something this year." He was taking six classes more than last year, and they all needed books. Therefore, books could wait. "Maybe your brother knows a spell to make them super lightweight. I could just keep that spell on them, then I will be able to carry them all around!" He didn't see any flaws in this, including that he'd have to try and fit all of the tomes in his backpack. When they'd finished gathering ingredients, Rhys mentioned his need for new quills and parchment. Gid nodded, awkwardly carrying the basket to pay. "I need some too. And ink. Well... mostly ink. I keep forgetting you wizards don't like pens and pencils. Yea. Let's go there next." He made a mental list of everything they'd need this year. Most of his stuff could be used from last year, but some would need new supplies. Maybe they could check out the quidditch shop when they were done....

Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ωнαт'ѕ ιηѕι∂є ιт
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ, ǀ'ℓℓ ƒιgнт ιт
Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιη, ηєνєя gσηηα gινє ιт υρ, ɴᴏ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʀɪᴅᴇ ɪᴛ
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜɴɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇᴅ Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιη,
Ɲєνєя gσηηα gινє ιт υρ, ɴᴏ.
Ƴσυ cαη'т тαкє мє, ǀ'м ƒяєє

{OoC}

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Diamond Wales

 

[Devlyn Maycry]

Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise
Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised
I'm headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there's an old man sitting on the throne
saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean


Rowan walked into the store with her parents and her sisters close behind her. Wrapped around one wrist was Halphas, and on her other was Kasadya. And then draped around her neck was Ifrit. And last but not least she had Abaddon twisting through her fingers casually. She was of course dressed in the most annoying way (at least according to her parents). They still had the authority to tell her to wear dresses everyday, so she had shoved leggings on underneath, and a sweatshirt on over top. A fox sweatshirt at that. She grinned, and flipped her hood up so her fox ears showed, before looking around the store. "Tiernan, Darian, what all do we need? I didn't bring my list cuz you two have the same exact one anyways." Her mother gave a short cough and she glanced at the woman, before rolling her eyes. They had already fought at least 3 times over her outfit, her snakes, and her 'sassy attitude'. She didn't really care, in a couple months she would be off to school where no parents could dictate her actions. Well except Micah, but Micah had never seemed like the dictating type. Even if she was a prefect and "ashoing" for head girl.



I'm headed straight for the castle
They've got the kingdom locked up
And there's an old man sitting on the throne
saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Oh, all of these minutes passing, sick of feeling used
If you wanna break these walls down, you're gonna get bruised

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The Forgotten Weasley

Diamond Wales

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Oh, I know, I can feel the shifting in my bones...
Enclosed are the senses so unknown.
I've been changing, falling, fading-
There's demons at the door patiently waiting.
But I wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs;
So please watch over me and be the light to carry me.
This change is all so permanent.

𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
FIRST YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ TRIPLET

Tiernan had not brought her snakes. Byron was frightfully timid and Emily far too suspicious of strangers to risk one or both of them in the crowded streets of Diagon Alley, and besides, what if they were to end up on the ground? They'd be stepped on immediately and be killed! She was still debating even bringing them to school. It wasn't permitted the first year- a ridiculous rule she would graciously acquiesce to- but after that she was fairly certain she could, or could at least talk her way into it being allowed. Worst come to worst, a snake wasn't that hard to hide. But would they like it? Scotland was cold, and castles were supposed to be drafty. And all the cats and owls roaming around! Emily might be able to defend herself, a but a large owl could kill an adder regardless, and poor Byron wouldn't stand a chance. Still, the idea of spending years away from her snakes was horrifying. She was practically their mother; she'd had them since they were mere babes! They would be lost without her, and who would she chatter away to when she was alone? Herself? Maybe she could make them armor. Little helmets and suits and tail spikes- "What was that, Rowan?" she asked distractedly, before her hearing caught up with her thoughts. "Cauldron, they say pewter but I'm sure we could get away with silver, phials- we'll get crystal, Mama, Papa, please say we will- oh, and scales, they ought to be silver to match the cauldrons... don't you think?" She smiled a little satisfied smile and then clapped her hands together in delight. "They have belladonna and asphodel!"

OOC:

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Devlyn Maycry

Diamond Wales

Can't you see the change in me?
There's no placement, no arrangement-
Of words that I could say to keep these changes away.
This world is a masterpiece...
A canvas sheet accountable for such losses.
Shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul,
And lost them both in the process.

 

[Julian Galaksylph]

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✪ Unsorted ✪ First Year ✪ Muggleborn ✪ space

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"I'd die for you," that's easy to say, we have a list of people that we would take
A bullet for them, a bullet for you, a bullet for everybody in this room
But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through, see many bullets coming through
Metaphorically, I'm the man but literally, I don't know what I'd do

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The walk didn't last long for Ivar and his older brother Rubin to arrive from J Pippin's to Slugs and Jiggers. The walk so far was really nice, Rubin gave him a treat of ice cream from Florean's Icecream Parlor before venturing here. As they now arrived here, Ivar caught a smell of something... weird, the young Swede didn't seem to like it. He thought it was weird for his nose that he looked at Rubin being confused when he didn't even look bothered by the smell, at all. The young first year sighed and wrinkled his nose, muttering enough for his adoptive brother to hear as they browse for supplies, "Jag tycker inte om lukten i denna butik." Though Rubin gave him an unamused look and told him with a raised eyebrow, "Uhm ... You're going to have that experience in class at Hogwarts as well, Ivar. Og skaltu, ekki hrukka ekki nefið, það er dónalegt." Ivar mouthed a "Fiiiiine" and stopped wrinkling his nose, so they're really going to experience lots of weird smells in Hogwarts? Yeah, that reaaaaally fun. Don't get him wrong, he really like magic and stuff like that, he's currently living with his real brother Matteo in their hometown, but maybe because Ivar's first coming here in the Alley was like being hit by a British football.

He looked around the shop, looking interested with what he was seeing here-- Sparkly cauldrons from silver to gold, a jar containing some sort of gravel (or powder?) that seemed to glow on its own like some tiny baby starlights, potion bottles in many different color like what he saw in Rubin's shop about fifteen minutes ago, and... Wait, is that a horn? And beetles? Ivar probably didn't want to know what to use those for so he focused on the cauldrons instead, pointing at a self-stirring brass cauldron that caught his interest, he said, "Wow, I like this one, too bad Hogwarts only allow pewters. Why can't we use like silver or somethi--- Then, he spotted a girl, well, the one who was wearing a fox-y hoodie with... snakes? So far he could count around... two. Wait, who let their kids bring a snake in a public area? Is anyone questioning about it? He realized that he's staring at her confused for a minute and thought that he should save himself by greeting her, giving her an awkward wave of a hand he said, "Um... Hi? You lot are looking for school supplies as well, yeah?"



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"I'd live for you, " and that's hard to do
Even harder to say when you know it's not true
Even harder to write when you know that tonight
There were people back home who tried talking to you
But then you ignored them still, all these questions they're for real
Like, "Who would you live for? Who would you die for? And would you ever kill?"

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✱ With :: Rubin Eide, some people
✱ Where :: Slugs and Jiggers
✱ Wearing :: Looking space-y

✱ Status :: Single
✱ Out.Of.Character ::

"Jag tycker inte om lukten i denna butik..." ----> "I don't like the smell in this shop..."
"Og skaltu, ekki hrukka ekki nefið, það er dónalegt." ---> And please, don't wrinkle your nose, it's rude."

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The Forgotten Weasley

Devlyn Maycry

Diamond Wales

 

[Devlyn Maycry]

Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise
Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised
I'm headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen
And there's an old man sitting on the throne
saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean


Rowan nodded her head as Tiernan listed off the things they needed. Abaddon was casually twisting through her fingers so she kept moving them to keep the snake from sliding right off. Her other 3 weren't babies anymore so they happily just happily sat on her shoulders, the 2 on her wrists having slithered up to the better perch as well to watch the surroundings. Abaddon was much to childish to sit still though. She was only a baby though. Her parents had bought her no more than 2 weeks ago. Ifrit tilted his head as the new boy approached the triplets, before turning his head to Rowan and hissing at her. "hash siis alossh eeshieshi" She blinked, and glanced at the boy, before replying, "aneesh tejeesh ahast tes thoss keesh en ahiee heshk." She replied simply. She for one was not interested in friends. Her sisters and her old bookshop man were perfectly fine for her. Anyways she wouldn't be caught dead socializing with a muggleborn infront of her parents. They'd stick their noses up and disown her probably. Thats what had happened to Ashley after all.


"Mum da, we want the silver ones, the crystal phials, and the silver scales yes?" She looked at them hopefully. She really didn't actually care which they got, but she wanted her sisters to be happy. Always. And Tiernan wanted those ones. Darian had mentioned hte rest of the supplies and she glanced at Tiernan. "Does the list say anything about which potion supplies we need, or is there some sort of like first year kit?" She asked curiously. Kasadya booped her nose against Rowan's cheek at that moment, and the child glanced at the snake curiously. "te asha esekya imishcha noshay imiedoa oste imyaho"


Rowan rolled her eyes but curtly replied "istaeshe" And finally she turned her attention to the boy. "Yes we are shopping for supplies. Why else would we be here? She answered his question, a slight sass to her tone. She had never claimed to be nice. The nice ones were her sisters, not her.



I'm headed straight for the castle
They've got the kingdom locked up
And there's an old man sitting on the throne
saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut
Oh, all of these minutes passing, sick of feeling used
If you wanna break these walls down, you're gonna get bruised

OOC: Ifrit: Why does the boy speak to us?
Rowan: Because he is stupid and thinks we want to be friends.
Kasadya: He is just staring at you. At least say hi back. Its rude to ignore him.
Rowan: Fine

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The Forgotten Weasley

Diamond Wales

Jade Galaksylph

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Oh, I know, I can feel the shifting in my bones...
Enclosed are the senses so unknown.
I've been changing, falling, fading-
There's demons at the door patiently waiting.
But I wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs;
So please watch over me and be the light to carry me.
This change is all so permanent.

𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓃
𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉
𝓎𝒶𝓍𝓁𝑒𝓎
FIRST YEAR │ PUREBLOOD │ TRIPLET

Tiernan was trying to get a good look at the belladonna without very obviously going up to the glass jar and peering directly in. Mama or Papa would scold her, and she didn't particularly enjoy being scolded. Tiernan loved her parents, but she unabashedly loved and her sisters more, and she didn't necessarily respect their positions over her. But she didn't like being made to feel embarrassed, regardless of how embarrassed she actually got, not having much shame. She wobbled on her tiptoes, being quite small to begin with, and, without even looking, said cheerily, "Oh, I do hope so. I'm looking forward to Potions." Really, the majority of her interest lay with Herbology, but Potions was closely related to that, and as she expected to be sorted into Slytherin, just like her sisters and the rest of their family, she'd probably prove to be a natural at that as well, right? Everyone knew Slytherins tended to excel at potion brewing. She wheeled around on her heel at the murmur of voices speaking in a foreign language in the background, and curiously regarded the young man and the little boy who'd just come in, The only language besides English that Tiernan was truly fluent in was Parseltongue, despite knowing her fair share of Latin due to plant names and whatnot, but other languages had always interested her, even if her tutors had always bemoaned her... lack of ability with French. From what she gathered the boy was Ivar, and he continued to chat away to the man, who seemed too young to be his father, so he was probably his older brother or cousin, until he seemed transfixed by the sight of Rowan. Tiernan understood. Her sister was quite the transfixing person, especially with her snakes in full display. "Hello," she said pleasantly, waving back at the boy, although he had technically only greeted Rowan. That blunder aside, she was prepared to forgive him if he seemed up to her standards. Tiernan had never paid much attention to her family's standards for friends and acquaintances, which had always seemed to her oddly fixated on what dripped out of people if you cut them up, but she did have her own, private standards. Her very closest inner circle would always be her sisters, as they inseparable, but she was prepared to fill up the outer rim with some like minded individuals. "Rowan, he's allowed to ask silly questions if he likes," she said pleasantly; his question had been fairly pointless, but she considered herself a gracious person.

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Devlyn Maycry

Diamond Wales

Jade Galaksylph

Can't you see the change in me?
There's no placement, no arrangement-
Of words that I could say to keep these changes away.
This world is a masterpiece...
A canvas sheet accountable for such losses.
Shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul,
And lost them both in the process.