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sweetpinkpixie · 04-04-2026, 04:58 AM

Here!
Here?
Heeeeeeeeere?
HERE!

Bria slammed her palm down on the button and he claw descended with all the promise in the world. The blonde leaned in, breath held, eyes wide and hopeful—

—and then it closed on absolutely nothing.

Up it came.

Empty.

She blinked once. Twice.

"…oh," she chirped softly, more puzzled than upset, tilting her head at the machine like it might explain itself if she looked at it from the right angle. The lion plush remained exactly where it had been, entirely unbothered. The claw had missed the plush, barely even brushing past the lion's soft, ovate little body. Her aim had been unfortunate, to put it gently. Which she supposed was a bit expected since she hardly had the bird's eye view she would have while rescuing creatures.

A tiny puff of air left her as she straightened. "Even birds miss the first time sometimes," she whispered to herself, entirely unaware of the audience she had kind-of-sort-of accumulated.

Her fingers returned to the joystick, light and careful, like she was adjusting a perch rather than operating a machine.

"Oh!" she suddenly peeped, glancing over her shoulder as something finally registered. Two others waiting. Oh. "Oh no, I didn’t even look—hello! I'm so sorry, was I hogging?" she asked, a little sheepish but still bright. "Are you both after a stuffie in this exact cluster too?" She hadn't actually paid attention to the entirety of the machine, but assumed there were more joystick scattered about since just one for the whole would be a bit… mm… bottleneck-y? "This does seem like a very good plushie cluster."

Her attention flickered between them and the machine, torn for all of half a second before settling back in place.

"I'll be quick, promise," she added, faintly apologetic for maybe not following acceptable protocol. "Second tries are usually better. You learn the… swoop trajectory. If I miss again I'll relinquish my position! Mae tegell yn ferwi and ty'n barod!"

Only there was no kettle whistling nearby...but she did enjoy that expression a fair bit. Nain would always use it right before she started gardening.

"Okay," she murmured, almost like a quiet coo to herself as she moved the claw into what was hopefully a better position, "let's do this..."

Her palm pressed on the button, significantly calmer this time, and the claw descended again.

Bria leaned forward almost enough for her nose to touch the glass with eyes following it down with hopeful, bird-bright focus.

04-04-2026, 04:58 AM	#5 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,478 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	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Here! Here? Heeeeeeeeere? HERE! Bria slammed her palm down on the button and he claw descended with all the promise in the world. The blonde leaned in, breath held, eyes wide and hopeful— —and then it closed on absolutely nothing. Up it came. Empty. She blinked once. Twice. "…oh," she chirped softly, more puzzled than upset, tilting her head at the machine like it might explain itself if she looked at it from the right angle. The lion plush remained exactly where it had been, entirely unbothered. The claw had missed the plush, barely even brushing past the lion's soft, ovate little body. Her aim had been unfortunate, to put it gently. Which she supposed was a bit expected since she hardly had the bird's eye view she would have while rescuing creatures. A tiny puff of air left her as she straightened. "Even birds miss the first time sometimes," she whispered to herself, entirely unaware of the audience she had kind-of-sort-of accumulated. Her fingers returned to the joystick, light and careful, like she was adjusting a perch rather than operating a machine. "Oh!" she suddenly peeped, glancing over her shoulder as something finally registered. Two others waiting. Oh. "Oh no, I didn’t even look—hello! I'm so sorry, was I hogging?" she asked, a little sheepish but still bright. "Are you both after a stuffie in this exact cluster too?" She hadn't actually paid attention to the entirety of the machine, but assumed there were more joystick scattered about since just one for the whole would be a bit… mm… bottleneck-y? "This does seem like a very good plushie cluster." Her attention flickered between them and the machine, torn for all of half a second before settling back in place. "I'll be quick, promise," she added, faintly apologetic for maybe not following acceptable protocol. "Second tries are usually better. You learn the… swoop trajectory. If I miss again I'll relinquish my position! Mae tegell yn ferwi and ty'n barod!" Only there was no kettle whistling nearby...but she did enjoy that expression a fair bit. Nain would always use it right before she started gardening. "Okay," she murmured, almost like a quiet coo to herself as she moved the claw into what was hopefully a better position, "let's do this..." Her palm pressed on the button, significantly calmer this time, and the claw descended again. Bria leaned forward almost enough for her nose to touch the glass with eyes following it down with hopeful, bird-bright focus. __________________ 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