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*Nordic Witch* · 08-24-2023, 02:48 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Goodness gracious. Zeke was used to some of his young customers being oversharers (and some being the exact opposite) but occasionally one would bring him up short for a moment. He cast the briefest of glances towards the chaperoning adult (whom he now knew was definitely not the parent), before nodding at the girl again. He opted... not to linger on that exact topic, but smiled kindly. "I'll see what I can do. The wand chooses the witch or wizard, but we use a number of cores, so the odds are in your favour there."

But the first wand? Apparently not in her favour. Zeke was not about to just cast random healing spells on children unless it was a real emergency - especially when their appropriate adult was already present and likely preferred to be in control of that sort of thing - so when he drew his own wand it was to quickly conjure up a fresh, clean handkerchief. "Here you are, my dear. Lean your head forward and breathe through your mouth." He looked towards the girl's chaperone to see if she wanted to step in or let it run its course. That wand must have had a real kick behind it, but even so, Zeke didn't think the nosebleed was likely to last a terribly long time without treatment. "Once you're all set, we can try another," he added, in his most kindly tone.

The wand chooses the witch or wizard. Emmie sort of understood what mister shopkeeper man meant maybe, but she still hoped that she'd get a wand that didn't have a dragon core. When the wand backclashed on her, and hit her nose super hard Emmie had given off a cry of pain that probably wasn't very lady-like, and loud enough to be heard all the way to the potions shop where her brother was buying a new potions kit. "Thank you Sir!" she mumbled to the kind man as she accepted the clean handkerchief with a weak smile as she turned to auntie Laurel that now had hurried over. In a jiffy auntie Laurel had fixed her nose up, and gotten all the blood away with a few flicks of her wand.

After auntie Laurel had given her a long hug, and made sure that she was all right, and that her nose didn't hurt Emmie turned back to mister wandman again. Taking a step back to the counter she fired off a weak, but bright smile and affirmed to him. "Now I'm ready to try a new wand! I bet this wand will be my match!" Silently she wished that this wand was kind, and cooperative and not a meanie.

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Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,394 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiana Patterson Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Forsfelle Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: ???? Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mirabelle Draguar Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	Swedishfish Girl! ❄ Page-Turning Seamstress ❄ Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Goodness gracious. Zeke was used to some of his young customers being oversharers (and some being the exact opposite) but occasionally one would bring him up short for a moment. He cast the briefest of glances towards the chaperoning adult (whom he now knew was definitely not the parent), before nodding at the girl again. He opted... not to linger on that exact topic, but smiled kindly. "I'll see what I can do. The wand chooses the witch or wizard, but we use a number of cores, so the odds are in your favour there." But the first wand? Apparently not in her favour. Zeke was not about to just cast random healing spells on children unless it was a real emergency - especially when their appropriate adult was already present and likely preferred to be in control of that sort of thing - so when he drew his own wand it was to quickly conjure up a fresh, clean handkerchief. "Here you are, my dear. Lean your head forward and breathe through your mouth." He looked towards the girl's chaperone to see if she wanted to step in or let it run its course. That wand must have had a real kick behind it, but even so, Zeke didn't think the nosebleed was likely to last a terribly long time without treatment. "Once you're all set, we can try another," he added, in his most kindly tone. The wand chooses the witch or wizard. Emmie sort of understood what mister shopkeeper man meant maybe, but she still hoped that she'd get a wand that didn't have a dragon core. When the wand backclashed on her, and hit her nose super hard Emmie had given off a cry of pain that probably wasn't very lady-like, and loud enough to be heard all the way to the potions shop where her brother was buying a new potions kit. "Thank you Sir!" she mumbled to the kind man as she accepted the clean handkerchief with a weak smile as she turned to auntie Laurel that now had hurried over. In a jiffy auntie Laurel had fixed her nose up, and gotten all the blood away with a few flicks of her wand. After auntie Laurel had given her a long hug, and made sure that she was all right, and that her nose didn't hurt Emmie turned back to mister wandman again. Taking a step back to the counter she fired off a weak, but bright smile and affirmed to him. "Now I'm ready to try a new wand! I bet this wand will be my match!" Silently she wished that this wand was kind, and cooperative and not a meanie. __________________