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Felixir · 12-30-2024, 01:25 AM

SPOILER!!: Charely Potter

"Absolutely you can," Zeke said, searching the space behind the counter for a quill and parchment, then jotting down all that information - as close as he could get it to how he'd just phrased it to the young man - and taking pains to ensure his writing was legible. "The general specifications, strengths, and important features of the wand are also on a card in the box, but here's the more detailed rundown." He finished writing with a flourish, and handed the parchment over to the boy.

He gave him a smile and went to ring up the wand and the wand polish. While the boy was digging out his galleons, Zeke reached over to one of the shelves for a pot of wand polish. "Very good," he said, bundling it up with the wand. "Yes, that covers it." He scooped up the money and dropped it into the register, then scooped out a handful of silver coins and counted them out to the boy. "Here's your change... that's nine sickles." Again, Zeke smiled wide, and nodded at the boy. "And there we are! Best of luck to you and your wand. I'm sure you'll do marvellous things together."

SPOILER!!: NiallNIP

Zeke gave a little nod, then set the wand to one side, but still well within reach, as he thought it highly likely - based on what he had seen - that it had already chosen this boy. Still, it never hurt to try another, just to be sure.

Still, he suspected - a nagging suspicion, a slight tugging of his intuition - that the kid was trying to do something here, but he couldn't know for sure exactly what. Did he think he was passing over a wand that was likely perfect for him? Well... actually, yes, and the fact that he'd avoided answering Zeke's question about how it had felt was only one of the things that made him believe it. The 'why' was another matter; plenty of kids tried it, and for all sorts of reasons. But being truthful to themselves - and to him - during this process would only ever benefit them, while any kind of deception would only cheat them out of a tool and a companion that would understand them perfectly. They eventually came around to this idea with a little encouragement from Zeke - it also helped that there was often a strong draw to the matched wand, an extreme reluctance to leave it behind - but some took a little longer to understand than others. Perhaps this boy was one of those.

He considered the shelves for a moment. In cases like this he was sometimes briefly tempted to pick out a wand he knew would not be a match, but it was a temptation he never acted on. It would have been remiss of him to betray his craft like that. Deplorable. There was still a slight chance that the wand had not chosen this boy; Zeke had never gotten his answer, after all, didn't have all the data. So he considered his options, and took down another wand that might have been a likely candidate, based on the data he did have.

"Let's see how we go with this one," he said, for the third time removing lid from box and offering up the wand inside. "Tell me if you think it measures up to the second, or if maybe that wand was the one after all."

SPOILER!!: sweetpinkpixie - Calliope

Perhaps being a father, particularly of teenage girls who had already gone through that most prickly phase (though they were mostly perfectly delightful, in his totally unbiased opinion) helped to attune the ear to little ill-natured mutterings. Perhaps it was simply the fact that the girl was standing right in front of him, and had his undivided attention for this wand fitting. Either way, he caught that little grumpy muttering, and responded only with a good-natured smile.

It was a big day after all. Emotions could run high. Bless.

Zeke watched as the girl tried out the wand and... well, he shouldn't have been amused that the wand she was so opposed to was the one that immediately chose her. Evidently, at least. He didn't get any feedback as to how the wand felt, though the display itself seemed pretty obvious.

"You're the boss," he said, taking the first wand back and setting it to one side. "Why don't we try..." Zeke scanned the shelves, reached up high, and scooted a box out from its fellows. He lifted the lid off and offered it to the girl. "... this one. Tell me how it feels; have a good think. I would hate for you to unintentionally cheat yourself out of a wand that seems so willing to join forces with you." Unintentionally. Yes. Of course.

SPOILER!!: sweetpinkpixie - Briallen

Zeke did not speak bowtruckle, but he could hazard a guess at some of the choice things this particular twig-like visitor might have been 'saying' at that moment. Just a hunch, you know. He smiled at the girl as the creature was recalled, more than a little relieved. "Thank you," he said.

But! On with the wands. Zeke stood back, one hand folded over the wrist that still held the second wand box, and observed the proceedings. This one was far less exuberant than the first; a good sign that it stayed in the customer's hand long enough that she could actually test it out. Hmm... a little lacklustre, however.

"I think so too," he said, holding out the wand box, replacing its lid, and setting that one aside too. "But this is very helpful."

And so he didn't need to do much pausing and considering as he returned to the wands on the shelves; the reactions from the first two had been the necessary indicators that, along with the measurements, directed him towards this third candidate. Zeke strode over to doorway that led the back room, leaned just far enough inside to pluck a box from one of the shelves, and returned once more.

"Now then," he said, quite cheerfully, as he opened up the third wand box and held it out towards the girl. "Let's see how how you fare with this one."

SPOILER!!: Kimothy - not too late mWAH

Having just got done finishing up his last customer, Zeke took a moment to breathe and sip at his coffee. Just a moment, just a breather, just a sip, and then it was right back to business. He had yet to run out of steam on a single day of the busy summer season, and refused to entertain the idea that he ever might.

"Hello there," he greeted this next boy, in his usual buoyant manner, striding up and plucking the parchment full of measurements out of the air as it came to meet him. "Let's see what we have here, and then it's on with the fitting."

He ran a finger down the numbers, then back up, then back down again, nodding to himself and humming tonelessly until he was satisfied with his calculations and speculations. "Wonderful. I'll be back in just a moment."

It was into the back room that Zeke went first, running a finger along one of the shelves until he found the box he was looking for. He took it down, then headed right back to his next customer, smiling encouragingly and popping the lid off of the box. "Here we are," he said, offering up the wand inside. "Know what to do? Just give it a wave, tell me how it feels, and we'll see what's what."

12-30-2024, 01:25 AM	#251 (permalink)
Felixir Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,244 Hogwarts RPG Name: Abraham Orlando Botros-Giordano Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kolya Kaiser Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Dragomirov Petrov Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Typhon Ulysses Prince Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Alexander Zacharias Ravenclaw Seventh Year x12 x12	DA is closing to students soon so be sure to start matching/wrapping up :) Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight SPOILER!!: Charely Potter Quote: Originally Posted by Charely Potter Did Diego hear that right? He did it! "Yippe!" He gave a little hop in excitement at having his first wand! He couldn't wait to show it off to his Papa, Daddy, and friend Vi! Maybe he and Vi could compare each other's wands and see which is bigger and better? But first, important stuff was being shared. Diego remembered wand qualities being discussed occasionally in his Year 6 Theory of Magic class. He felt like he should be taking notes, not because it was a lot of information but it was something he'd want to look back on years from now and not forget it. "Wow.. thank you! Erm, could I get all of that in writing, please?" He wondered if the Wandmaker was asked that often. He would hope so. So he could be potentially a great apparitioner and protective. He liked hearing that! So that was that! Price was made to him. Diego looked at the price chart and thought a polish would be good to add as he took out his money bag. "That sounds great, sir. I can pay for that and Wand polish, please." Having his wand look nice and pristine every so often would be great. So he fished out 12 galleons and set it on the counter to pay in case that covered it. "Is this enough?" "Absolutely you can," Zeke said, searching the space behind the counter for a quill and parchment, then jotting down all that information - as close as he could get it to how he'd just phrased it to the young man - and taking pains to ensure his writing was legible. "The general specifications, strengths, and important features of the wand are also on a card in the box, but here's the more detailed rundown." He finished writing with a flourish, and handed the parchment over to the boy. He gave him a smile and went to ring up the wand and the wand polish. While the boy was digging out his galleons, Zeke reached over to one of the shelves for a pot of wand polish. "Very good," he said, bundling it up with the wand. "Yes, that covers it." He scooped up the money and dropped it into the register, then scooped out a handful of silver coins and counted them out to the boy. "Here's your change... that's nine sickles." Again, Zeke smiled wide, and nodded at the boy. "And there we are! Best of luck to you and your wand. I'm sure you'll do marvellous things together." SPOILER!!: NiallNIP Quote: Originally Posted by NiallNIP "I see," Maddox responded to the first answer. He knew that wands were a bit temperamental, what with there being one wand that matched with one person and so on, but it was interesting to hear the take of a wandmaker himself. It still seemed shrouded in a bit of mystery, even for the wandmaker, and Maddox was interested in that. Where the mystery of magic started to creep in was where Maddox found the most intrigue, so he was pleased with the answer. "Glad you like it." And then he got his response to the second question, and Maddox's mind was tugged a bit. So there wasn't a surefire way to know, then, without the willing truthfulness of the wand tester. Just an intuition. Very interesting. And Maddox now wasn't sure if the shopkeeper knew that this was his wand. Time for a test, it seemed. He placed his perfect wand back in the box. "I'd like to see another," he said, eyeing the man. He purposefully didn't make any indication about how this wand felt, but thought that wouldn't be unexpected given how he'd conversed up until now. He wanted to see what the man thought about this decision. Zeke gave a little nod, then set the wand to one side, but still well within reach, as he thought it highly likely - based on what he had seen - that it had already chosen this boy. Still, it never hurt to try another, just to be sure. Still, he suspected - a nagging suspicion, a slight tugging of his intuition - that the kid was trying to do something here, but he couldn't know for sure exactly what. Did he think he was passing over a wand that was likely perfect for him? Well... actually, yes, and the fact that he'd avoided answering Zeke's question about how it had felt was only one of the things that made him believe it. The 'why' was another matter; plenty of kids tried it, and for all sorts of reasons. But being truthful to themselves - and to him - during this process would only ever benefit them, while any kind of deception would only cheat them out of a tool and a companion that would understand them perfectly. They eventually came around to this idea with a little encouragement from Zeke - it also helped that there was often a strong draw to the matched wand, an extreme reluctance to leave it behind - but some took a little longer to understand than others. Perhaps this boy was one of those. He considered the shelves for a moment. In cases like this he was sometimes briefly tempted to pick out a wand he knew would not be a match, but it was a temptation he never acted on. It would have been remiss of him to betray his craft like that. Deplorable. There was still a slight chance that the wand had not chosen this boy; Zeke had never gotten his answer, after all, didn't have all the data. So he considered his options, and took down another wand that might have been a likely candidate, based on the data he did have. "Let's see how we go with this one," he said, for the third time removing lid from box and offering up the wand inside. "Tell me if you think it measures up to the second, or if maybe that wand was the one after all." SPOILER!!: sweetpinkpixie - Calliope Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Was it though? Was it reaaaaaaally worth giving a try if she already knew that she was not down with the aesthetic? It was like cauliflower. Who wanted to eat such a bland and bleached out looking piece of broccoli - or who actually wanted to eat broccoli of their own free will for that matter. Calliope wanted to stick it to this wandmaker, double down on her 'nope' but that put her at the crossroads of a difficult decision between her pride and percussion. "What a load of dragon dung," she muttered to herself as she begrudgingly snatched the wand with an accompanying eyeroll she did not even attempt to hide. "*If you* insist," she grimaced through her saccharine tone while adjusting her sloppy hold on the handle. It felt fine...for a wand...she supposed...and admittedly not too far off from her favorite set drumsticks. But she didn't want the wand to feel right and she rejected its warm first impression. And yet, as her fingers settled around it, a soft melody filled the air, sweet and lilting, like wind chimes on an ocean's breeze or a lullaby sung softly to her before she nodded off to sleep. The wand seeming hummed with her heartbeat and with a gentle flick of her wrist, a swirl of soft golden light erupted from the tip of the wand, swirling in the air like the melody becoming a visible aura that bounced off any nearbyreflective surface. It was obvious that this wand, like a stubborn kneazle, had chosen her in spite of her frosty approach to the situation. "Still think I ought to try another. I prefer silver over gold and that light was totally golden." Perhaps being a father, particularly of teenage girls who had already gone through that most prickly phase (though they were mostly perfectly delightful, in his totally unbiased opinion) helped to attune the ear to little ill-natured mutterings. Perhaps it was simply the fact that the girl was standing right in front of him, and had his undivided attention for this wand fitting. Either way, he caught that little grumpy muttering, and responded only with a good-natured smile. It was a big day after all. Emotions could run high. Bless. Zeke watched as the girl tried out the wand and... well, he shouldn't have been amused that the wand she was so opposed to was the one that immediately chose her. Evidently, at least. He didn't get any feedback as to how the wand felt, though the display itself seemed pretty obvious. "You're the boss," he said, taking the first wand back and setting it to one side. "Why don't we try..." Zeke scanned the shelves, reached up high, and scooted a box out from its fellows. He lifted the lid off and offered it to the girl. "... this one. Tell me how it feels; have a good think. I would hate for you to unintentionally cheat yourself out of a wand that seems so willing to join forces with you." Unintentionally. Yes. Of course. SPOILER!!*: sweetpinkpixie - Briallen* Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Well, at least someone was reassured! Bria's brow furrowed as she looked down at her hand, befuddled by how pleasant the whole experience had been and yet the wand had rejected her. She had been rejected by many a thing before since, after all, not all creatures were instantly trusting of human hands when they arrived at the sanctuary, her hands and arms bearing evidence of this truth, but for rejection to come from tickling was certainly new. But before she could mull of this for tooooooo long, she had to make sure that Picketta wasn't going to make a mess of things or turn more testy since the wandmaker had recalled the wand himself. So the blonde clicked her tongue and tapped the top of her head to beckon the bowtruckle back - and she did come back, though was dragging her long limbs and chattering some unpleasantries along the way. Accepting wand number two, Bria looked up at the ceiling while taking her next deeeeeeep breath before coiling her fingers around the handle properly. The moment she touched it, a gentle pulse of warmth spread from her fingers up to her shoulders. It felt comforting, like the soft brush of a niffler's fur against her skin or the nuzzle of an abraxan against her cheek, but as she waved it, the response is faint, almost as though the wand is hesitant, and instead of a grand flourish from the tip... the wand sort of coughed out some wilted down that fluttered to the floor in a sad pile. "Well...closer...I think," she nodded with a timid confidence as she returned the wand to its box. Zeke did not speak bowtruckle, but he could hazard a guess at some of the choice things this particular twig-like visitor might have been 'saying' at that moment. Just a hunch, you know. He smiled at the girl as the creature was recalled, more than a little relieved. "Thank you," he said. But! On with the wands. Zeke stood back, one hand folded over the wrist that still held the second wand box, and observed the proceedings. This one was far less exuberant than the first; a good sign that it stayed in the customer's hand long enough that she could actually test it out. Hmm... a little lacklustre, however. "I think so too," he said, holding out the wand box, replacing its lid, and setting that one aside too. "But this is very helpful." And so he didn't need to do much pausing and considering as he returned to the wands on the shelves; the reactions from the first two had been the necessary indicators that, along with the measurements, directed him towards this third candidate. Zeke strode over to doorway that led the back room, leaned just far enough inside to pluck a box from one of the shelves, and returned once more. "Now then," he said, quite cheerfully, as he opened up the third wand box and held it out towards the girl. "Let's see how how you fare with this one." SPOILER!!: Kimothy - not too late mWAH Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy Miles was no stranger to Ollivander's, nor the Alley as is. He'd been here plenty of times before with his family, when he accompanied his older siblings as they bought their school supplies. He'd just there as some NPC in their lives, which he didn't mind. There was something nice about just watching things happen, so he was already expecting to feel strange about this being his important summer. But. Well. He wasn't going to lie. He was sort of excited to get his own wand. Felt like a big deal. He hoped he'd get a cool one. Miles tried to stand still as the magical measuring tape took the necessary numbers from him, but it was hard. He didn't like how fast it was moving, and how it was taking weird (no offence) measurements of his... well, alright, if it needed to know the size of his hand, then so be it. But it wasn't the most pleasant of experiences, so he was glad once it was over. Having just got done finishing up his last customer, Zeke took a moment to breathe and sip at his coffee. Just a moment, just a breather, just a sip, and then it was right back to business. He had yet to run out of steam on a single day of the busy summer season, and refused to entertain the idea that he ever might. "Hello there," he greeted this next boy, in his usual buoyant manner, striding up and plucking the parchment full of measurements out of the air as it came to meet him. "Let's see what we have here, and then it's on with the fitting." He ran a finger down the numbers, then back up, then back down again, nodding to himself and humming tonelessly until he was satisfied with his calculations and speculations. "Wonderful. I'll be back in just a moment." It was into the back room that Zeke went first, running a finger along one of the shelves until he found the box he was looking for. He took it down, then headed right back to his next customer, smiling encouragingly and popping the lid off of the box. "Here we are," he said, offering up the wand inside. "Know what to do? Just give it a wave, tell me how it feels, and we'll see what's what." __________________