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sweetpinkpixie · 04-21-2023, 01:07 PM

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

No sound came from her puckered lips, but the expression she wore spoke volumes. She hadn't even looked at the wands yet and already she was impressed by the shopkeeper's dexterity and reflexes. She hadn't been expecting some fumbling moron or someone who looked as though they would get lost in a wet paper bag or anything, but she hadn't anticipated someone to so seamlessly juggle both magical measuring tape and mental gymnastics and look so dapper while doing it all.

"That was wicked smooth!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in complete delight. For the briefest of moment she entirely forgot about her selfie stick and all other gadgets on hand...so she nearly dropped them all and performed a bit of exasperated juggling herself to keep ahold of everything. "Are you the head honcho around here or one of the head honcho's clever minions?" Diamond inquired while rocking up on to her toes for a few seconds and then lowering back down flat to the floor and then back up on her toes again. "Also...why and how did you get into the wand business and what would you say is the one piece of advice you would give to a wide eyed and bushy tailed youth like myself who is on the verge of receiving one of the greatest if not THE greatest extensions of themselves magically of their entire life?" Just a couple of questions...and just a couple more as she glanced down at the wand boxes in his possession and wiggled her fingers in eager anticipation. "Oh, wow, mum will be so cross with me that I did this all backwards. Hello, sir, pleasure to make your acquittance. I'm Diamond and, as you surely have sorted out by now, I will be starting Hogwarts this term." She glanced at the box and, specifically, the wand resting upon its velvet bed that didn't really look like much on the outside but there were always ways of bedazzling things to fit your aesthetic - and hopefully she had enough money on her to do what she wanted and she wouldn't have to compromise there.

Did she know what to do? She had inklings and knew that just looking at this or any other wand was not going to accomplish anything, so Diamond took a deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath and held it as she reached forward and took the wand in hand.

"...it feels cold..." she squeaked. "Like...really cold...is it supposed to feel cold? What does it mean when it feels cold to the touch?" Not only was it could to the touch, but soon there came a certain kind of crackling noises and soon the tip of the wand began to frost over. With another couple of loud CRACK CRACK CRACKS large chunks of ice began to form down the wood and even over the tips of her fingers...which meant another loud noise from the girl. Especially as the ice, SUPER duper cold by the way, began to creep up her fingers and over the back of her hand. "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?!"

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,479 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh. No sound came from her puckered lips, but the expression she wore spoke volumes. She hadn't even looked at the wands yet and already she was impressed by the shopkeeper's dexterity and reflexes. She hadn't been expecting some fumbling moron or someone who looked as though they would get lost in a wet paper bag or anything, but she hadn't anticipated someone to so seamlessly juggle both magical measuring tape and mental gymnastics and look so dapper while doing it all. "That was wicked smooth!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in complete delight. For the briefest of moment she entirely forgot about her selfie stick and all other gadgets on hand...so she nearly dropped them all and performed a bit of exasperated juggling herself to keep ahold of everything. "Are you the head honcho around here or one of the head honcho's clever minions?" Diamond inquired while rocking up on to her toes for a few seconds and then lowering back down flat to the floor and then back up on her toes again. "Also...why and how did you get into the wand business and what would you say is the one piece of advice you would give to a wide eyed and bushy tailed youth like myself who is on the verge of receiving one of the greatest if not THE greatest extensions of themselves magically of their entire life?" Just a couple of questions...and just a couple more as she glanced down at the wand boxes in his possession and wiggled her fingers in eager anticipation. "Oh, wow, mum will be so cross with me that I did this all backwards. Hello, sir, pleasure to make your acquittance. I'm Diamond and, as you surely have sorted out by now, I will be starting Hogwarts this term." She glanced at the box and, specifically, the wand resting upon its velvet bed that didn't really look like much on the outside but there were always ways of bedazzling things to fit your aesthetic - and hopefully she had enough money on her to do what she wanted and she wouldn't have to compromise there. Did she know what to do? She had inklings and knew that just looking at this or any other wand was not going to accomplish anything, so Diamond took a deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath and held it as she reached forward and took the wand in hand. "...it feels cold..." she squeaked. "Like...really cold...is it supposed to feel cold? What does it mean when it feels cold to the touch?" Not only was it could to the touch, but soon there came a certain kind of crackling noises and soon the tip of the wand began to frost over. With another couple of loud CRACK CRACK CRACKS large chunks of ice began to form down the wood and even over the tips of her fingers...which meant another loud noise from the girl. Especially as the ice, SUPER duper cold by the way, began to creep up her fingers and over the back of her hand. "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?!" __________________ 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