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| | Lower Floors From the entrance hall down to the depths of the dungeons, there is much to explore in the lower floors of this historic castle. Don't mind the rats you may stumble upon the further down you go; they're minding their business like anyone else. | 
12-25-2022, 11:27 PM
| | |  Kitchen
 Once you've tickled the pear and turned the knob, the Hogwarts kitchen will be revealed to you. Located directly beneath the Great Hall, the kitchen is a high-ceilinged room with five identical tables to the ones in the dining room above. Unlike the room situated above however, heaped around the walls are large quantities of pots and pans. On one end of the room are shelves of plates and utensils, stoves, sinks, and a large brick fireplace.
Here numerous house-elves are working on the castle's next meal when they aren't tending to their other duties as employees of the school. The team of house-elves have specific assignments to accomplish inside the kitchen, whether it is to cook, wash the plates and cutlery, keep the pantry stocked, place more wood into the fire, or set the tables before everything is summoned to its exact replicas overhead. Though the house-elves are incredibly busy, they will surely serve you a snack ... if you aren't asking Algamus. Or you can, of course, make your own food. Just don't leave a mess behind!
OOC: Please do not role-play for the House-Elves.
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Today, 03:30 PM
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| | Granian
Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Prof. Elara Voss
Hufflepuff Graduated
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Marina García Massey
Gryffindor Third Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Adrian García Massey
Slytherin Sixth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Lorna Wren
Hufflepuff Fifth Year
Ministry Department Head:
Landon Alfie Renaldi
Accidents & Catastrophes  x5
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The pear gave way beneath Marina’s fingers after considerably more aggressive tickling than was probably necessary.
The portrait swung open and warm air immediately wrapped around her, thick with the smell of bread, cinnamon, melted butter, and something rich simmering somewhere deeper in the kitchen. Usually, the moment she stepped in here, she lit up. The kitchens had always felt safe in a strange sort of way. Loud. Warm. Alive. A place where nobody really expected anything from her except maybe not setting things on fire.
Tonight, though, Marina slipped inside quietly.
Her tie hung loose beneath the collar of her uniform, sleeves shoved messily to her elbows, blonde hair escaping in every direction from a ponytail that had long since stopped cooperating. She let the portrait swing shut behind her before pausing there for a moment, exhaling slowly through her nose like she’d only just realized how tightly wound she’d been all evening.
Because Adrian had noticed.
Of course he had.
And worse, he’d asked questions in that careful way people did when they already knew something was wrong and were just waiting for you to admit it yourself. Marina had spent the better part of the last week dodging those conversations with increasing creativity. Different corridors. Different staircases. Different exits from rooms entirely. At one point she’d pretended to remember urgent homework just to escape a perfectly reasonable “Are you alright?”
The problem was she didn’t actually know how to explain any of it.
Not the anger sitting permanently beneath her skin lately. Not the horrible sharpness she kept tripping over inside herself. Not the fact that every tiny thing seemed to hit too hard these days until suddenly she was throwing goblets at people or snapping over names or wanting to cry because someone looked at her too kindly.
It was exhausting.
Marina dragged a hand down her face before making her way toward one of the tables, climbing onto the bench sideways and pulling one knee up loosely against her chest. The kitchens buzzed around her in soft chaos while she stared unfocused at the wooden tabletop, jaw resting against her knuckles.
Then, after a long moment, she reached blindly for the nearest comfort food she could find like it alone might hold her together tonight.
Honestly, at this point, she would accept emotional healing in carbohydrate form.
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Today, 06:57 PM
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| | Erkling
Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: *lurking*
Posts: 20,959
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Professor Lillian Hawkins
Graduated
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Cathryn “Cat” Webb
Ravenclaw
Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Collin O'Shea
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It wasn’t the first time that Cat had spent so long in the library that she’d missed dinner, but it was the first time it had happened this early into the term. That is to say, she was not new to eating alone in the kitchen, and she should probably give at least some attention to why she was spending so much time reading when one of her goals was to chill out. But that was a worry for another time.
For now, she was simply worried about food. Perhaps what sort of bread the elves had made most recently.
That was, until she actually entered the kitchen and found none other than Marina Garcia Massey sitting at a table. Cat hesitated for a half-moment, considering the possibility that her friend wanted to be left alone. But she decided almost immediately that regardless, Marina probably needed some checking-in-on.
And also, Cat was hungry.
“Hey, Marina,” she called, mostly just to make her presence known. She headed straight for the table and helped herself to the bench next to the other girl, sitting sideways so they were face-to-face. She even naturally pulled up one knee toward her chest to unintentionally mirror her friend.
“What are you eating?” There were probably more important questions to be asked, but she’d stick with that one for now.
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