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Daemon · 08-15-2023, 01:22 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Unless Zeke was very much mistaken - and he might be, he could be mistaken sometimes... not about wands though, thank you very much - this young lady and the girl ~~glued to her hip~~ who had entered just behind her were twins. Made him think of his own girls, as this eventuality often did, and Zeke allowed himself a moment to wonder what they were up to (including a quick scan of the shop, as they could occasionally be found right here) before consulting with the measurements that flew his way.

After a couple of minutes - if that - Zeke emerged from the back shelves with wand boxes stacked in his hands. He didn't really think he'd need so many, but it was always good to plan ahead, in case a wand's reaction sent him down a completely new avenue.

So. This young lady first, though Zeke intended to get both wands fitted at more or less the same time. "Hello there," he greeted the one who had entered first, smiling broadly. "I have some wands for you to try." Or just the one. Sometimes it was just the one. Zeke took up the first wand, one of the more likely candidates, and offered the wand inside it to the girl. "Here you are; give this a wave, and tell me if it feels like the one." And perhaps they would see. It... it was likely that they would see.

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... and, with the first wand tested by the first possibly-twin-possibly-sister, Zeke turned to the possibly-twin-possibly-sister who had accompanied here. Again, he smiled - and hopefully it was as warm and inviting as the rest of Diagon Alley.

"And for you as well," he said, choosing not to intrude and address their earlier comment about the measuring tape and the toes. Oh, Zeke knew the measuring tape predated him in terms of the shop by many years, but that was where his knowledge of the matter stopped. Also, it wasn't a question directed at him. Anyway. Wand.

He plucked a box from the stack he'd brought over, double checked the label to ensure it was the one he'd eyed first, and opened it up to offered the wand inside of it to the girl. "Same again. Give this a wave, and tell me what you think."

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Sometimes, Brayla's hand on her elbow annoyed her. Like when she was trying to do something, and the clinginess was interfering. Most of the time, though, Billie liked it. It made her feel smug, like a leader. She was older by mere minutes, but little gestures like this reinforced that she was the elder, was the boss. So today she allowed it, though she couldn't help but smirk a little when the tape measure flicked at her sisters fingers. The ritual of it all was over too soon, though, and Billie pouted a little as she turned to watch the tape measure work with Bray, feeling (for once) like she wasn't the main character. At her question about Dad, Billie's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Gross, Bray. I hope not." Or that they'd at least cleaned it.

When the wand guy walked over, she beamed her brightest smile at him. "Given we're identical, what's the likelihood of our wands being similar?" she asked straight away, back straight as she surveyed the boxes in his hands. Of course, their personalities were distinct, but Billie liked to think they were similar enough. Their family could tell them apart, but it was fun to prank the teachers at school (or it had been, they should try it again once they got to Hogwarts!) and she was pretty sure Reuben had no idea who was who. But then again, Reuben wasn't exactly the quickest bludger in the crate.

As for the wands... Billie decided she would look at all of the others before she turned to the wand the wand guy was presenting to her. She squinted at the boxes, but given she knew next to nothing about the instruments it didn't tell her much, and so she ended up taking the wand from him sooner than she'd thought. When she did, it seemed to fit into her hand as if it were made for her, and she waved it without hesitation. Not a lot happened, but a stream of pink! sparks did fly from the end. And she couldn't let go of it - or, rather, she didn't want to. That feeling that it was made for her? This wand was part of her, she was sure.

"I'll take this one. Thank you."

"Maybe it also measured GRANDAD'S toes." Ha. Brayla wasn't the least bit fazed by her sister's disgust and could have happily continued hypothesizing about many more toes that had been measured if the shopkeeper had not arrived.. She glanced at Billie as she asked her question, nodding enthusiastically once she'd finished. Brayla would also like to know the answer to that, please. And if the answer was no, she privately hoped their wands would at least physically look good together. Imagine if they clashed? That would be terrible. New fear unlocked.

Her hand had almost managed to reach Billie's arm again when the wands were offered. She dropped it immediately, moving to give her sister space to try her wand out first. She held the wand the shopkeeper had offered her by her side, her arm limp as she watched Billie swish hers around. The grip felt all wrong in her hand but Brayla had no time to think about it because Billie was doing MAGIC. Brayla gasped at the pink sparks that her sister produced (all by herSELF OH MY MERLIN) and looked at her with wide eyes. "That was so COOL Bill! Let me tr-" Brayla barely begun lifting her arm to copy her sister's wave when the wand simply removed itself from her grip and floated back into the box.

Uhm. What? "I didn't do that!" Panicked eyes looked between Billie and the shopkeeper, fearful they wouldn't believe her. "I didn't!!"

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After a couple of minutes - if that - Zeke emerged from the back shelves with wand boxes stacked in his hands. He didn't really think he'd need so many, but it was always good to plan ahead, in case a wand's reaction sent him down a completely new avenue. So. This young lady first, though Zeke intended to get both wands fitted at more or less the same time. "Hello there," he greeted the one who had entered first, smiling broadly. "I have some wands for you to try." Or just the one. Sometimes it was just the one. Zeke took up the first wand, one of the more likely candidates, and offered the wand inside it to the girl. "Here you are; give this a wave, and tell me if it feels like the one." And perhaps they would see. It... it was likely that they would see. - ... and, with the first wand tested by the first possibly-twin-possibly-sister, Zeke turned to the possibly-twin-possibly-sister who had accompanied here. Again, he smiled - and hopefully it was as warm and inviting as the rest of Diagon Alley. "And for you as well," he said, choosing not to intrude and address their earlier comment about the measuring tape and the toes. Oh, Zeke knew the measuring tape predated him in terms of the shop by many years, but that was where his knowledge of the matter stopped. Also, it wasn't a question directed at him. Anyway. Wand. He plucked a box from the stack he'd brought over, double checked the label to ensure it was the one he'd eyed first, and opened it up to offered the wand inside of it to the girl. "Same again. Give this a wave, and tell me what you think." Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Sometimes, Brayla's hand on her elbow annoyed her. Like when she was trying to do something, and the clinginess was interfering. Most of the time, though, Billie liked it. It made her feel smug, like a leader. She was older by mere minutes, but little gestures like this reinforced that she was the elder, was the boss. So today she allowed it, though she couldn't help but smirk a little when the tape measure flicked at her sisters fingers. The ritual of it all was over too soon, though, and Billie pouted a little as she turned to watch the tape measure work with Bray, feeling (for once) like she wasn't the main character. At her question about Dad, Billie's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Gross, Bray. I hope not." Or that they'd at least cleaned it. When the wand guy walked over, she beamed her brightest smile at him. "Given we're identical, what's the likelihood of our wands being similar?" she asked straight away, back straight as she surveyed the boxes in his hands. Of course, their personalities were distinct, but Billie liked to think they were similar enough. Their family could tell them apart, but it was fun to prank the teachers at school (or it had been, they should try it again once they got to Hogwarts!) and she was pretty sure Reuben had no idea who was who. But then again, Reuben wasn't exactly the quickest bludger in the crate. As for the wands... Billie decided she would look at all of the others before she turned to the wand the wand guy was presenting to her. She squinted at the boxes, but given she knew next to nothing about the instruments it didn't tell her much, and so she ended up taking the wand from him sooner than she'd thought. When she did, it seemed to fit into her hand as if it were made for her, and she waved it without hesitation. Not a lot happened, but a stream of pink! sparks did fly from the end. And she couldn't let go of it - or, rather, she didn't want to. That feeling that it was made for her? This wand was part of her, she was sure. "I'll take this one. Thank you." "Maybe it also measured GRANDAD'S toes." Ha. Brayla wasn't the least bit fazed by her sister's disgust and could have happily continued hypothesizing about many more toes that had been measured if the shopkeeper had not arrived.. She glanced at Billie as she asked her question, nodding enthusiastically once she'd finished. Brayla would also like to know the answer to that, please. And if the answer was no, she privately hoped their wands would at least physically look good together. Imagine if they clashed? That would be terrible. New fear unlocked. Her hand had almost managed to reach Billie's arm again when the wands were offered. She dropped it immediately, moving to give her sister space to try her wand out first. She held the wand the shopkeeper had offered her by her side, her arm limp as she watched Billie swish hers around. The grip felt all wrong in her hand but Brayla had no time to think about it because Billie was doing MAGIC. Brayla gasped at the pink sparks that her sister produced (all by herSELF OH MY MERLIN) and looked at her with wide eyes. "That was so COOL Bill! Let me tr-" Brayla barely begun lifting her arm to copy her sister's wave when the wand simply removed itself from her grip and floated back into the box. Uhm. What? "I didn't do that!" Panicked eyes looked between Billie and the shopkeeper, fearful they wouldn't believe her. *"I didn't!!"* __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end