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Zoe · 08-19-2023, 06:11 PM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Aryan got a return smile when Drake caught his eyes, before his attention shifted briefly to Bryony and then to his sister who had made her way over towards him. He inched a bit closer to her, finding comfort in his twin's presence. Wand core? Honestly… he didn't even know what there all was so he just chose a random critter. "Um.. maybe an Occamy feather?" Was that an option?? "What about you? And what would do you think you'll get?" He was far more interested in the tree part.

It seemed like the time was way too short until the wandmaker (who truly looked kind which should have made Drake feel better, instead of further causing him to wonder if he was about to waste this man’s time) was offering the young boy a wand to try out. Moving away from his sister, reluctantly, he eyed the piece of wood suspiciously before glancing at the growing line behind him and realizing how rude it would be to dally. With a deeeeep breath, he reached into the box - grasping the handle and pulling it out. Just… holding it. He didn’t really DO anything with it, but hearing the instruction that one was supposed to give it a whirl (which he was taking literally and not as the expression it was probably meant as), Drake took an intake of breath and did just that.

The wand grew warm in his hand, which surprised him before he could determine if that was a good thing or not, and he found himself releasing his grip on it. Before then ultra PANICING that he just dropped a wand that he wasn’t even sure belonged to him and he dove for it with his free hand catching it once again. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He rushed out, giving wide eyes at the man. “I uh… is it supposed to be really warm to the touch?” He tended to be timid by nature so he would take the man’s expertise on this.

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Originally Posted by Felixir

And now... aha. This young lady. Zeke scanned over the list of measurements his parchment presented itself with, glanced over, nodded to himself, and then bustled away to collect a couple of the most promising wands. Maybe it would take a little trial and error or fine-tuning, but he had a good enough idea of where to start with this one.

"Hello there," he said cheerfully, emerging from a small alcove of shelves behind the counter, and bearing gifts. Wands. Wares. Not gifts. They would, of course, require payment. "Let's see if we can't find your wand today, hm? Perhaps this one first?"

As he spoke, Zeke nudged the top off of one of the wand boxes and presented its contents to the girl. "A wave should do it, and we'll go from there."

A kind smile and a little shoulder nudge occurred when her twin inched closer to her. She could feel what she assumed was a bit of nervousness ease away. After Drake shared what he thought his core might be, she didn't say anything right away as she was considering the possibility and whether it could be a good fit. "That would be a nice fit for you. Or maybe unicorn hair -- they're supposed to make pretty loyal wands," she responded. "I think mermaid hair or Horned Serpent horn would be fascinating. But I would be happy with a phoenix feather."

Gillyweed would have gone into more depth, providing more information than necessary about the cores she had mentioned, but her brother had been called to try out a wand. She quickly gave him a look that he would easily be able to translate as a you-got-this message and just watched as he and then both Aryan and Bryony went through the process of a wand choosing them. Her face remained quite neutral regardless of the warmth, loudness, or lack of anything the initial wands gave. She knew from what she had read that wands could be finicky.

Then it was her turn. When the wandmaker addressed her, she stepped forward and reached into the box for the wand. Nothing stood out to her the moment she was holding it in her hand; it just felt like wood. After giving it a wave, nothing continued to happen -- there was no confetti or sparks or any of the other signs she was expecting. Suddenly its touch rapidly grew colder and colder, and it became frosty and spikes of ice started to grow out of it. Her brown eyes looked up at the man. "This one doesn't feel right," she told him matter-of-factly as she gingerly placed the wand back inside its box.

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Zoe Forum Manager Honeydukes Mod Quibbler Mod Werewolf Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Oz Posts: 64,820 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Miguel Rosales Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement Ministry Department Head: Almer Toots Transportation x8 x8	Drake + Zeke + Ary and Bry mention Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Moy Pomidor \| Seneca's Beard \| That Is So Fetch! Text Cut: A couple quotes! Quote: Originally Posted by Chelliephone Aryan got a return smile when Drake caught his eyes, before his attention shifted briefly to Bryony and then to his sister who had made her way over towards him. He inched a bit closer to her, finding comfort in his twin's presence. Wand core? Honestly… he didn't even know what there all was so he just chose a random critter. "Um.. maybe an Occamy feather?" Was that an option?? "What about you? And what would do you think you'll get?" He was far more interested in the tree part. It seemed like the time was way too short until the wandmaker (who truly looked kind which should have made Drake feel better, instead of further causing him to wonder if he was about to waste this man’s time) was offering the young boy a wand to try out. Moving away from his sister, reluctantly, he eyed the piece of wood suspiciously before glancing at the growing line behind him and realizing how rude it would be to dally. With a deeeeep breath, he reached into the box - grasping the handle and pulling it out. Just… holding it. He didn’t really DO anything with it, but hearing the instruction that one was supposed to give it a whirl (which he was taking literally and not as the expression it was probably meant as), Drake took an intake of breath and did just that. The wand grew warm in his hand, which surprised him before he could determine if that was a good thing or not, and he found himself releasing his grip on it. Before then ultra PANICING that he just dropped a wand that he wasn’t even sure belonged to him and he dove for it with his free hand catching it once again. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He rushed out, giving wide eyes at the man. “I uh… is it supposed to be really warm to the touch?” He tended to be timid by nature so he would take the man’s expertise on this. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir And now... aha. This young lady. Zeke scanned over the list of measurements his parchment presented itself with, glanced over, nodded to himself, and then bustled away to collect a couple of the most promising wands. Maybe it would take a little trial and error or fine-tuning, but he had a good enough idea of where to start with this one. "Hello there," he said cheerfully, emerging from a small alcove of shelves behind the counter, and bearing gifts. Wands. Wares. Not gifts. They would, of course, require payment. "Let's see if we can't find your wand today, hm? Perhaps this one first?" As he spoke, Zeke nudged the top off of one of the wand boxes and presented its contents to the girl. "A wave should do it, and we'll go from there." A kind smile and a little shoulder nudge occurred when her twin inched closer to her. She could feel what she assumed was a bit of nervousness ease away. After Drake shared what he thought his core might be, she didn't say anything right away as she was considering the possibility and whether it could be a good fit. "That would be a nice fit for you. Or maybe unicorn hair -- they're supposed to make pretty loyal wands," she responded. "I think mermaid hair or Horned Serpent horn would be fascinating. But I would be happy with a phoenix feather." Gillyweed would have gone into more depth, providing more information than necessary about the cores she had mentioned, but her brother had been called to try out a wand. She quickly gave him a look that he would easily be able to translate as a you-got-this message and just watched as he and then both Aryan and Bryony went through the process of a wand choosing them. Her face remained quite neutral regardless of the warmth, loudness, or lack of anything the initial wands gave. She knew from what she had read that wands could be finicky. Then it was her turn. When the wandmaker addressed her, she stepped forward and reached into the box for the wand. Nothing stood out to her the moment she was holding it in her hand; it just felt like wood. After giving it a wave, nothing continued to happen -- there was no confetti or sparks or any of the other signs she was expecting. Suddenly its touch rapidly grew colder and colder, and it became frosty and spikes of ice started to grow out of it. Her brown eyes looked up at the man. "This one doesn't feel right," she told him matter-of-factly as she gingerly placed the wand back inside its box. __________________