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sweetpinkpixie · 08-25-2021, 02:23 PM

....was....this twerp for real? Had he really just called her plants sucky? Valerie's eyes iced over and if she had been a basilisk the boy would have dropped dead right on the spot. Though the manner of of piercing gaze was more than enough to send a chill up and down one's spine. She had half a mind to transfigure him into something (cockroaches tended to be an easy go-to), but she knew better than to cause a scene here. Instead, she clicked her tongue lightly while pretending to examine her nails which then triggered a couple of nearby coiling tendrils to spiral their way towards him [Cassirin] and give the boy a couple of wallops on the head.

Sucky plants indeed. He had practically ensured he would not be winning one of her succulents for his entirely too perky and clingy girlfriend. Tut tut, so sad...too bad. How humiliating for him. She would be giving her vines some of her self concoted well earned mooncalf and dragon dung liquid fertilizer at the end of the day.

Thankfully for literally everyone involved, Camilo was a natural at playing host. Something she was not in the least surprised by considering he had just been a Hogwarts professor and it seemed practically imbedded in their DNA to be people pleasers. At least what her memory of the school provided, which was a rather limited view of things.

Then there was the gabbing duo of young girls [astrocat & Watson] who reminded her entirely too much of the cheerleader crowd at Ilvermorny she had avoided like the plague. One considerably more than the other. The one that ironically did not have a supposed bodyguard.

"...just peachy," was the disgruntled response she offered the QQS shopkeeper (who had thankfully also assisted the family as well) before turning her attention to some of the vines who had woven themselves along the top rafters of the booth and were ready to drop down and provided deliciously frustrating disturbances to those attempting to zap snitches.

The so-called body guard caught her attention, simply for the No-Maj mention which then tugged at her heart in the worst ways. Twisted and disfigured, Valerie could look back at the IMPS with nothing short of spit for what the competition had put her cousin through. While her family, what was left of it at least, had not scorned her for what wizardingkind had done...she could none the less see the shift in their eyes. In the manner that the whites never quick glimmered when looking upon her. The hesitation that often came before a performative smile. She thought she had found her retribution for battling in the war, and she had taken down her share of Neo-Alliance members and sympathizers, but apparently vengeance was not a very soul nurturing pastime.

Thoughts wandering, it was the caress upon her cheek from one of the that pulled her out of her thoughts...only to find herself looking at a rather nauseating scene between another new duo [ArianaBlack & SweetPeea] who she would very much like to ignore and pass off to either one of her shopkeeper cohorts. But, unfortunately, she had to dive deep into her shallow waters of people skills and make an effort. "Here," she said in lieu of a greeting as she thrust a pair of wands towards the duo. Oh, and a belated smile. Not one that showed her teeth but the corners of her lips did turn upwards.

All these duos and pseudo couples, quidditch equipment and talk, snitches that did not always know how to keep their wings to themselves and thus the need to swat them back towards the actual game area...it all had her ~~searching the passing crowd and patrons~~ curious to the whereabouts of a certain retired quidditch professional turned Ministry worker...

Shaking her head, Valerie stood to the side and nestled herself in a corner and gave the vines commands through sharp whistles near their stems coiling around the wood beside her or in rapping upon the wooden frame with her knuckles. Just little hints here and there to alert her sentient babies that their own playtime of whack-a-snitch or block a spell (and be tickled, which they quite liked) was afoot. She also kept an eye on the newest duo [DuckyLinJi & Kolyander] for the time being.

OOC: please feel free to RP for the vines engaging with a snitch your character is targeting or blocking a spell. They are here for a little additional obstacle

they will not attack or strangle people and have been well trained to focus only on the snitches and shiny pseudo spell lights.

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SPOILER!!: Sam & PROFESSOR!!

Becky was currently feeling BAD about denying him the opportunity for one of these creepy gnomes, Samuel, and was already trying to think of some things to make it up to him. Maybe they could go as a pair of muggle garden gnomes for Halloween together! That was just as good if not BETTER than having a physical statue, right? They could take pictures at grandpa's estate in his garden before any nighttime festivities and maybe she could get Cathair in on it as well and his hopefully soon-to-be date or boyfriend. They could all double date as a quartet of garden gnomes!

Yes, this was perfect. She would spring the good news on him after they left this booth triumphant with ---

"Oh! Sam! Look out!" she squeaked as a couple of tendrils came down and began jostling his hair. "I don't think they quite liked you calling their brethren sucky...perhaps you should apologize..." Her eyes were wide, her lip slightly plumped in its pout, and her index fingers were tap taping against one another while the rest of her fingers interlaced in a ball against her chest.

That is, until her former Flying professor appeared and handed them both wands. Her eyes lit up, twinkled a fair bit, and cheeks reddened as she accepted his offering. "It's...nicetoseeyouagain, professor. Ihopeyouaredoingwell."

08-25-2021, 02:23 PM	#43 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,102 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	the pure PEACH that is Valerie is...sort of for everyone XD lol astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf ....was....this twerp for real? Had he really just called her plants sucky? Valerie's eyes iced over and if she had been a basilisk the boy would have dropped dead right on the spot. Though the manner of of piercing gaze was more than enough to send a chill up and down one's spine. She had half a mind to transfigure him into something (cockroaches tended to be an easy go-to), but she knew better than to cause a scene here. Instead, she clicked her tongue lightly while pretending to examine her nails which then triggered a couple of nearby coiling tendrils to spiral their way towards him [Cassirin] and give the boy a couple of wallops on the head. Sucky plants indeed. He had practically ensured he would not be winning one of her succulents for his entirely too perky and clingy girlfriend. Tut tut, so sad...too bad. How humiliating for him. She would be giving her vines some of her self concoted well earned mooncalf and dragon dung liquid fertilizer at the end of the day. Thankfully for literally everyone involved, Camilo was a natural at playing host. Something she was not in the least surprised by considering he had just been a Hogwarts professor and it seemed practically imbedded in their DNA to be people pleasers. At least what her memory of the school provided, which was a rather limited view of things. Then there was the gabbing duo of young girls [astrocat & Watson] who reminded her entirely too much of the cheerleader crowd at Ilvermorny she had avoided like the plague. One considerably more than the other. The one that ironically did not have a supposed bodyguard. "...just peachy," was the disgruntled response she offered the QQS shopkeeper (who had thankfully also assisted *the family* as well) before turning her attention to some of the vines who had woven themselves along the top rafters of the booth and were ready to drop down and provided deliciously frustrating disturbances to those attempting to zap snitches. The so-called body guard caught her attention, simply for the No-Maj mention which then tugged at her heart in the worst ways. Twisted and disfigured, Valerie could look back at the IMPS with nothing short of spit for what the competition had put her cousin through. While her family, what was left of it at least, had not scorned her for what wizardingkind had done...she could none the less see the shift in their eyes. In the manner that the whites never quick glimmered when looking upon her. The hesitation that often came before a performative smile. She thought she had found her retribution for battling in the war, and she had taken down her share of Neo-Alliance members and sympathizers, but apparently vengeance was not a very soul nurturing pastime. Thoughts wandering, it was the caress upon her cheek from one of the that pulled her out of her thoughts...only to find herself looking at a rather nauseating scene between another new duo [ArianaBlack & SweetPeea] who she would very much like to ignore and pass off to either one of her shopkeeper cohorts. But, unfortunately, she had to dive deep into her shallow waters of people skills and make an effort. "Here," she said in lieu of a greeting as she thrust a pair of wands towards the duo. Oh, and a belated smile. Not one that showed her teeth but the corners of her lips did turn upwards. All these duos and pseudo couples, quidditch equipment and talk, snitches that did not always know how to keep their wings to themselves and thus the need to swat them back towards the actual game area...it all had her ~~searching the passing crowd and patrons~~ curious to the whereabouts of a certain retired quidditch professional turned Ministry worker... Shaking her head, Valerie stood to the side and nestled herself in a corner and gave the vines commands through sharp whistles near their stems coiling around the wood beside her or in rapping upon the wooden frame with her knuckles. Just little hints here and there to alert her sentient babies that their own playtime of whack-a-snitch or block a spell (and be tickled, which they quite liked) was afoot. She also kept an eye on the newest duo [DuckyLinJi & Kolyander] for the time being. OOC: please feel free to RP for the vines engaging with a snitch your character is targeting or blocking a spell. They are here for a little additional obstacle they will not attack or strangle people and have been well trained to focus only on the snitches and shiny pseudo spell lights. ⭑･ﾟﾟ･:༅｡.｡༅:ﾟ::✼✿　　✿✼:ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:･ﾟﾟ･⭑ SPOILER!!: Sam & PROFESSOR!!* Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin He'd been teasing her about playing for a jersey (or those creepy gnomes), but Becky was too good a sport for teasing to be any fun. Or this kind of teasing, at least. There was still the fun kind that made her blush and light up from her cheeks to her collarbones. "We'll get you a dumb plant, Re-becca. You know we were always gonna play for your plant." Sam stepped around the fathers and their daughter and waved at the bored employee in the stand. "Two, please. How well do we have to do to win one of the little... yellow... sucky plants?" Quote: Originally Posted by Sunflower "Hi, welcome! Here are your wands," he handed Sam and Becky each a fake wand specially designed for this game while continuing to explain, "you'll have one try per wand to knock a snitch out of the air. If you succeed, you can choose whether you want a prize from Noltie's, QQS or Ollivanders, and a random item will be selected for you from the shop." He personally agreed that the potted succulent was the best prize from Noltie's, and hoped they would be able to win one. If they were asking how difficult the task would be ... well, he did not want to spoil the fun. "Good luck!" he waved at the young couple. Becky was currently feeling BAD about denying him the opportunity for one of these creepy gnomes, Samuel, and was already trying to think of some things to make it up to him. Maybe they could go as a pair of muggle garden gnomes for Halloween together! That was just as good if not BETTER than having a physical statue, right? They could take pictures at grandpa's estate in his garden before any nighttime festivities and maybe she could get Cathair in on it as well and his hopefully soon-to-be date or boyfriend. They could all double date as a quartet of garden gnomes! Yes, this was perfect. She would spring the good news on him after they left this booth triumphant with --- "Oh! Sam! Look out!" she squeaked as a couple of tendrils came down and began jostling his hair. "*I don't think they quite liked you calling their brethren sucky...perhaps you should apologize..." Her eyes were wide, her lip slightly plumped in its pout, and her index fingers were tap taping against one another while the rest of her fingers interlaced in a ball against her chest. That is, until her former Flying professor appeared and handed them both wands. Her eyes lit up, twinkled a fair bit, and cheeks reddened as she accepted his offering. "It's...nicetoseeyouagain, professor. Ihopeyouaredoingwell.*" __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like