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Daemon · 08-29-2019, 10:07 AM

Text Cut: Mercy

Philippa quickly filled in the relevant paperwork, very accustomed to standing and writing while listening at the same time. "Don't be, you'll do great. We've practiced, we can do this," she said to her friend with a smile. The seventeen year old was oozing confidence as she finished up with the clipboard, knowing she had this firmly in the bag. The lack of exams in sixth year meant that she had devoted almost all of her time to studying for her apparition license. It had been a welcome distraction from the mist situation at school, and a welcome distraction in general.

She offered up her own nugget of apparition knowledge ("Attempting to apparate over a larger distance can increase the chances of splinching") and watched their examiners walk around the room. She quite liked the look of Golshiri, she seemed like a nice person. Philippa suddenly wondered if anyone had ever looked at her and thought the same. Probably not. She looked like she was out for blood all the time, with her resting features being what they were. Photographers liked that about her. And anyway, she wasn't a nice person. Being nice was just so overrated at seventeen.

But, not the point now. She tuned her mind back into the discussion at hand. No splinching, yada yada yada, yes, Philippa knew all of this. She looked at the end of the room, and then at the hoops, and listened carefully to the list of locations. She was most familiar with the lobby on Level 5, as her father had spent quite some time in the DIMC, accompanied by a younger yours truly. It had been a while ago, but she was confident. She really needed this license already, and that was her strongest motivator.

"Come on, let's get this over with and then apparate to my place for a drink to celebrate," she said to Mercy before turning on the spot and going over to the end of the room. Right. Deliberation, destination and determination. She could do this. Adjusting the strap of her bag, scratching a spot on her knee, wiggling her toes in her heels, she was ready. Envision yourself in that hoop, Philippa. Her wand was gripped tightly in her hand and a moment later, with a softer pop than most, she had apparated dead center of the requested hoop.

She lifted her head and looked around with the biggest, most satisfied grin, making sure the nice lady named Golshiri had seen, as well as the Transportation department head, Kendra Jordan-Durand. They all needed to see that she had disapparated expertly and still looked entirely fabulous in this hoop. Did they see? Wonderful.

Now, Level Five. The professional model - you can tell right? Can tell she's a pro model, you've seen her face in Hexagon Alley, surely, she's quite well known - once again adjusted herself, her mind going into that special place of concentration she reserved only for important things, like difficult spellwork or chess. Here we go, she's ready. Three, two, one and Philippa was off, disappeared from the room with an elegant half turn. Two out of three, done.

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Daemon DMT & DMGS Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,750 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maggie Woods Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Jourdan Slytherin Sixth Year Ministry RPG Name: Hwang Minji Games & Sports Ministry RPG Name: Finlay Bracken Transportation x4 x2	PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Text Cut: Mercy Quote: Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok A small smile graced Mercy's face when she saw Philippa had arrived and cut the line to stand with her. Completely on brand and expected from the Von Brandt. Fashionable Late but more just on time. "Hey, i think im more nervous for this than owls" Which might not be true come when this was over but right now it was a million percent true. More more deep breathe and they were apparently starting. Wow really just on time Philippa. Both ladies where part of the Department. Didnt explain the man over there tho. Paperwork she could do. Paperwork and tests on paper are what she is good at.Did they have to mention something because Mercy would rather stay quiet and let everyone else answer. It was easier that way and wait did someone say something about losing eyebrows???? "Destination, Determination and Deliberation" She said though not loud but well whenever has she ever been loud Philippa quickly filled in the relevant paperwork, very accustomed to standing and writing while listening at the same time. "Don't be, you'll do great. We've practiced, we can do this," she said to her friend with a smile. The seventeen year old was oozing confidence as she finished up with the clipboard, knowing she had this firmly in the bag. The lack of exams in sixth year meant that she had devoted almost all of her time to studying for her apparition license. It had been a welcome distraction from the mist situation at school, and a welcome distraction in general. She offered up her own nugget of apparition knowledge ("Attempting to apparate over a larger distance can increase the chances of splinching") and watched their examiners walk around the room. She quite liked the look of Golshiri, she seemed like a nice person. Philippa suddenly wondered if anyone had ever looked at her and thought the same. Probably not. She looked like she was out for blood all the time, with her resting features being what they were. Photographers liked that about her. And anyway, she wasn't a nice person. Being nice was just so overrated at seventeen. But, not the point now. She tuned her mind back into the discussion at hand. No splinching, yada yada yada, yes, Philippa knew all of this. She looked at the end of the room, and then at the hoops, and listened carefully to the list of locations. She was most familiar with the lobby on Level 5, as her father had spent quite some time in the DIMC, accompanied by a younger yours truly. It had been a while ago, but she was confident. She really needed this license already, and that was her strongest motivator. "Come on, let's get this over with and then apparate to my place for a drink to celebrate," she said to Mercy before turning on the spot and going over to the end of the room. Right. Deliberation, destination and determination. She could do this. Adjusting the strap of her bag, scratching a spot on her knee, wiggling her toes in her heels, she was ready. Envision yourself in that hoop, Philippa. Her wand was gripped tightly in her hand and a moment later, with a softer pop than most, she had apparated dead center of the requested hoop. She lifted her head and looked around with the biggest, most satisfied grin, making sure the nice lady named Golshiri had seen, as well as the Transportation department head, Kendra Jordan-Durand. They all needed to see that she had disapparated expertly and still looked entirely fabulous in this hoop. Did they see? Wonderful. Now, Level Five. The professional model - you can tell right? Can tell she's a pro model, you've seen her face in Hexagon Alley, surely, she's quite well known - once again adjusted herself, her mind going into that special place of concentration she reserved only for important things, like difficult spellwork or chess. Here we go, she's ready. Three, two, one and Philippa was off, disappeared from the room with an elegant half turn. Two out of three, done. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end