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| Mooncalf
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| *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Naia Quote:
Originally Posted by Chelliephone She smiled at his bark of laughter, shaking her head at his sudden apology. "Nothing to be sorry for." She liked laughter from people. Laughing usually meant people were HAPPY, or at least having a decent time talking to her, so she was GLAD. Oooh, he could teach her the Charm too!? "Yes please!" She noted the word date in his description of their study session, but did not think anything of it. She was not getting any of that type of vibe from the current conversation, and figured he was probably just using the term because... well, people did that. "I immensely look forward to it! Should we just pick times to meet up in the library at school? Or perhaps you prefer outside of school? I usually jump between library and sometimes somewhere outside. Like St. James Park. Or even the zoo." But that was probably because she also REALLY liked animals. Choosing between pre-Healer studies and magiczoologist had been a very difficult decision.
She chuckled at his words, watching as he polished off the remainder of his stew. She took a couple of more bites of her own, realizing that as per usual she was more focused on talking than actually eating. Her parents consistently teased her on that, as she was always the last to finish and her food always cold. She really should work on that. "It's sweet he wants to spend more time with her. It's nice seeing parents still so in love after all their time together. My parents are going on... 23 years I think? And they're gross and adorable all together with how much my Da worships the ground Mom walks on." Not that she even blamed him. Mom was a force to be reckoned with and quite admirable. "Mine are both still working. Dad works as a Wildlife Ranger, although they usually have him working the desk." Which was fine by her. Less accidents from inside the building. "And my Mom is a Professor at a Wizarding Elementary in the States." And still seemed to love it.
Hearing his words, Naia couldn't help but give a small sigh as she stared at the bowl in her hands and broke off a piece of the bread to nibble on. "I think she tells me more than she tells others, so we're close in that regard but... my sister has gone through a lot. Things I can't even begin to understand. So it's hard for her to talk about it, even to me. I just hope she knows that I'd be there if she ever needed to.." She was being cryptic, and in reality probably hadn't even meant to say any of it out loud, but it was hard for to not dwell on how quiet Regina was sometimes. Even with her. Although, she also knew that was vastly hypocritical as there were things she'd been too embarrassed to tell her sister about as well. She glanced over at him as he mentioned flying had been his worst subject, tilting her head slightly, "Did people give you a lot of grief about that too? Considering your dad's profession?" People were ridiculous and always seemed to assume offspring would be just as good at everything as parents. "I... guess that's true. I had never really considered that when I went to Hogwarts but... I think that actually might be why my younger siblings transferred. Wanted to feel closer to Mom and Dad." Nods as he mentioned his Mom had gone to university in Edinburgh as well. "Mine too. She was glad to have heard I was signing up for classes. Finally, although she's too supportive to have openly said that." Soft smile. "Do you and your grandfather have a good relationship? Or... are starting to?" ”Well,” he said trying to remember his schedule for the week. ”Unless I have a game, I usually try to spend Wednesday afternoons in the library. If that works with your class schedules?” Had he mentioned he was the Falmouth Falcon’s mascot? Probably not. He was super proud of the job, and yet also embarrassed by it. After all, it meant running around in a giant bird costume for hours at a time. Who wouldn’t be embarrassed by that? ”Your parents sound cool.” he said simply. He found most parents were, even if their kids found them to be embarrassing. As for her sister though? Well, that sigh couldn’t help but make Kalen feel like he had been a big insensitive jerk. ”Sorry if my questions were rude. I didn’t mean to be. We don’t have to talk about – “ but she was busy talking about her sister now. Perhaps she just needed someone to give her a sympathetic ear. ”Well, not everyone is meant to be an extrovert. I’m sure she knows you care. You’re her twin after all.” Well, at least he imagined she would. He had absolutely no experience with sibling, being an only child himself. ”Eh, not really. I don’t think most kids in the States follow quidditch much. Quodpot is their big thing. Never really got into it though. Did you?” she did, after all, grow up on his side of the pond.
As for his grandpappy? How to explain the man. ”Welllll….” he began and then shoved a piece of bread into this mouth to buy him time to think. ”Grandpappy Ansell is …. Ah…well, you see…” half off his rocker, didn’t really come across well did it? ”A difficult man. He’s got memory issues. Half the time I think he thinks I’m my dad who he didn’t really approve of. Last week when I stopped over, he threw a bottle of lionfish spines at my head. Good thing I have decent reflexes. Still those things are sharp.” What his grandfather had been doing with the lionfish spines in the first place? He hadn’t been able to get out of Fritzy the house elf.
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