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sweetpinkpixie · 04-26-2023, 12:30 AM

You know what she needed? She really needed a nice pocket notepad and one of those fancy Quick Quotes Quills. Mum and dad were still very hesitant about her having one of those (something about her already using their words against them or something or other) but she had been saving bits of her too humble to be legal allowance to purchase one for herself. If she earned it, they couldn't argue against her having it. Maybe she could bat a few eyelashes and plead with her brother to put a couple of coins towards the cause...

But, since she did not have one of those (yet!) she would just have to commit all this to her (awesome) memory and write it all down later. She was going to prepare her own little gazette for the Hogwarts Express to pass around to people and Head Hancho Wand Fellow may just make the front page if he played his cards right! Especially with the admission that he did, in FACT, have minions at his disposal. His story was, no offense, kind of boring and Diamond had been hoping for something a little more inspiring than ' I was lucky and just knew'. If she squinted sideways a bit she might be able to spin that into something more intriguing for the Carat Patch. "Trust the process...no pass or fail...unified magical potential," she repeated while unraveling one of her tiny slender fingers to count each anecdote.

Apparently her and the current wand in hand had the potential to cover the world in ice...and the cold did bother her (always) so she was relieved when he plucked the wand from her hand. It stung only a liiiiiiiiiittle since the cold and warmth of her hand were opposite forces and kind of stuck together a little bit. Not as bad as sticking your tongue against a frosted lamppost on a dare though. She had only been an observer in this, for the record. The one who had done the daring, certainly.

"Soooooo....what does that mean then? I mean...obviously other than we are not a proper fit since the wand was out to give me frostbite. Magic was still produced so it wasn't a total dud." She may not have any real interest in wand making (yet?) but she did want to know why this wand had not wanted to like and subscribe. "Feelings might be a little hurt by the rejection but I'm fine," Diamond replied as she cupped her hands against her mouth and blew on them gently to warm them back up a bit, though there was still a lingering icy chill to her palms that would need to be dealt with later over a warm cup of jasmine tea, before she considered the next wand offered for about half a second before snatching it up. "Not everyone is going to like you though and it is impossible to please everyone so you just got to grow thick skin and ignore the haters."

And you, whatever wand, had been an icy hater. Cold shoulder to the max.

The next wand did not feel cold in her hand. In fact, it didn't feel much of anything other than like a piece of wood in her hand for a couple of seconds before it began to....hum? Was her wand humming? There was some sort of sound or another, or maybe her ears were just ringing, and it was a rather pleasant kind of sound as well. A lukewarm sensation tickled her palm and sparkly music notes burst from the tip of the wand and circumnavigated while spinning and bouncing haphazardly about her and the Head Hancho Wand Fellow. Diamond giggled and reach forward with the wand to tap each holographic note as it floated in front of her, eliciting a note to her current wrock song obsession and song she threw herself an impromptu dance party to. "I think this is the one, Zeke. Can I call you Zeke? I already did but...is it cool that I do?"

04-26-2023, 12:30 AM	#72 (permalink)
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	Cold Shoulder is the name of a Holo Taco nail polish, btw ^___^ astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf You know what she needed? She really needed a nice pocket notepad and one of those fancy Quick Quotes Quills. Mum and dad were still very hesitant about her having one of those (something about her already using their words against them or something or other) but she had been saving bits of her too humble to be legal allowance to purchase one for herself. If she earned it, they couldn't argue against her having it. Maybe she could bat a few eyelashes and plead with her brother to put a couple of coins towards the cause... But, since she did not have one of those (yet!) she would just have to commit all this to her (awesome) memory and write it all down later. She was going to prepare her own little gazette for the Hogwarts Express to pass around to people and Head Hancho Wand Fellow may just make the front page if he played his cards right! Especially with the admission that he did, in FACT, have minions at his disposal. His story was, no offense, kind of boring and Diamond had been hoping for something a little more inspiring than ' I was lucky and just knew'. If she squinted sideways a bit she might be able to spin that into something more intriguing for the Carat Patch. "Trust the process...no pass or fail...unified magical potential," she repeated while unraveling one of her tiny slender fingers to count each anecdote. Apparently her and the current wand in hand had the potential to cover the world in ice...and the cold did bother her (always) so she was relieved when he plucked the wand from her hand. It stung only a liiiiiiiiiittle since the cold and warmth of her hand were opposite forces and kind of stuck together a little bit. Not as bad as sticking your tongue against a frosted lamppost on a dare though. She had only been an observer in this, for the record. The one who had done the daring, certainly. "Soooooo....what does that mean then? I mean...obviously other than we are not a proper fit since the wand was out to give me frostbite. Magic was still produced so it wasn't a total dud." She may not have any real interest in wand making (yet?) but she did want to know why this wand had not wanted to like and subscribe. "Feelings might be a little hurt by the rejection but I'm fine," Diamond replied as she cupped her hands against her mouth and blew on them gently to warm them back up a bit, though there was still a lingering icy chill to her palms that would need to be dealt with later over a warm cup of jasmine tea, before she considered the next wand offered for about half a second before snatching it up. "Not everyone is going to like you though and it is impossible to please everyone so you just got to grow thick skin and ignore the haters." And you, whatever wand, had been an icy hater. Cold shoulder to the max. The next wand did not feel cold in her hand. In fact, it didn't feel much of anything other than like a piece of wood in her hand for a couple of seconds before it began to....hum? Was her wand humming? There was some sort of sound or another, or maybe her ears were just ringing, and it was a rather pleasant kind of sound as well. A lukewarm sensation tickled her palm and sparkly music notes burst from the tip of the wand and circumnavigated while spinning and bouncing haphazardly about her and the Head Hancho Wand Fellow. Diamond giggled and reach forward with the wand to tap each holographic note as it floated in front of her, eliciting a note to her current wrock song obsession and song she threw herself an impromptu dance party to. "I think this is the one, Zeke. Can I call you Zeke? I already did but...is it cool that I do?" __________________ 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