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The good thing about Runes and everything Rune-related was that they were a really good distraction from things, and something you could properly focus on. West had been thinking about things lately, with Runes, and wondering how he could improve certain things with them. And even if it was allowed. He'd have to write to the ministry and check and all that even. So since it was on his mind, West found himself in the Runes Workshop, where he'd spent countless hours in the previous terms with Dylan. Heh. Maybe he'd write a letter to him in Runic. That'd be fun. For now though, the puzzle caught his eye, and West sat down with a copy of it and idly began working through it. Complete silence and all that. |
Question Wanting to get a head start on the year, Asher entered the workshop and began checking out the different areas. The clay interested him the most, so he headed over a took a seat. "Now what should I make" he whispered while flipping through his book. "Yes, I'll make some runes that might help me with my quidditch skills and trying out for the team." Looking over the colors, he selected the yellow, green, and pink. He carefully began shaping the clay into little squares. On the yellow square, he carved Kenaz, for creativity and dispelling any anxiety or fear he may have. For the green square, Asher carved Fehu. This would be for mobility and luck. Finally, on the pink square, he carved Wunjo, for success. He needed success for sure. Once he finished, Asher wondered if he would be able to poke little holes in the top and string them to make a necklace. "Professor? When you are available, I have a question on my Runes. I think I made the correct ones. Would I be able to wear them?" |
West Eliza was quite glad the Ancient Runes workshop was open so early into the year. Before our first lesson even! She loved the word puzzles, so that was where she meant to start first. Though on her entrance into the room, someone caught her eye. She couldn't really help it. In fact, she'd been tryingto help it for a while now. But, it seemed she had been taken off guard which meant her guard was down and all that, so when she saw the dark hair at the table, her footing went off-beat and she nearly stumbled. Just nearly though. After what she hoped was a quick recovery, a fast head duck, and a flash of a behind-the-ear hair tuck, Eliza continued quickly past the Slytherin and muttered a quiet, "Hi West," as she went by. |
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"Oh. Hi 'liza." He answered, sounding distracted but smiling in greeting anyways. She was into Runes and stuff too? Oh wait yeah, she'd been on that list thing a couple terms back right? He was pretty sure. Well that was cool, West was all for an interest in all of this stuff, else he wouldn't be here himself. He marked another one of the answers on his puzzle and idly sucked the excess ink off his lip, though it left behind a stain. |
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During her brief moment of light nerves, her auto-pilot mode had plopped her into a seat within earshot of the boy she'd just greeted. It was a better spot than she would've consciously picked for herself really. Near enough to chat and see, but far enough to not seem too...invasive. She could see so well in fact, that she was almost upset with her subconscious for setting her there. She almost thought she had imagined his return greeting, but blinked once or twice and realized she hadn't. Did he just say 'liza? she remarked to herself. Pretty sure he did. She didn't think anyone had ever called her that before, but maybe they had and she just hadn't noticed. But for whatever reason, she noticed now. She also noticed the blot of dark ink on his lips and she quickly darted her eyes away from them. I should tell him though, shouldn't I? It seemed the decent thing to do. She doubted he'd even mind much, just going from how she'd seen him act in school, but then again...she'd want someone to tell her if she were in that spot. She smiled back at him, so that he wouldn't think she had ignored him, or that she'd gone deaf over the summer or something. Then she swallowed lightly, once, and found her voice. "You've eh...you've got just a little ink there, on your lip. From your quill," she explained in a soft even voice, low enough that the others would't hear, but loud enough that she didn't seem like a loon for whispering to him. After she'd said it though, she gave a mental eye-roll to her own words. Obviously the ink was from his quill, Eliza. Where else? Oi. She kept a smooth face though, despite her growing urge to furrow her brows and skew her mouth at herself. |
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"Are you doing the puzzle as well?" Or well, was she going to? Since she'd just arrived. He was right in the middle of it himself. And actually what he needed was a textbook to check on some of the answers that he wasn't finding in the puzzle. He knew what they were it was just finding the right word that Botros used essentially. And spelling, that too. |
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She nodded in response to his question and pulled her satchel onto her lap to retrieve her textbook and quill. "Yeah, I was just about to start on it," she replied easily. Maybe if she kept getting practice like this, she wouldn't be such a stumbling buffoon one day. Yeah sure, one day... she mused sarcastically in her head. She noticed he'd started on his puzzle already, judging by the marks on his parchment, and she surmised from the quill chewing that perhaps one of the clues was giving him some trouble. Though she doubted she'd know more than him, she opened her mouth anyway. "Are you very far with yours?" she asked pleasantly. Maybe we could work together on it? ....Go on. Say it. Say it? Maybe? No... Maybe. She busied herself by looking intently at the introduction page of her textbook, hoping maybe that way he couldn't look at her and read her thoughts or anything, which was really something she wouldn't put past his abilities. Once she felt more composed, she peaked a hazel eye at him, sidelong, to see what he had to say. |
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Professor Botros was seated at his usual comfy armchair, his legs stretched and a thick old book in his hands that produced a small cloud of dust every time he flipped a page. His face broke into a warm smile every time a student walked in. It was early in the term, and the fact that there were interested kids who wanted to check this place out made the old man's heart happy. [/mushyHuffie] |
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"On this first one, the yellow square, I carved Kenaz, for creativity and dispelling any anxiety or fear I may have." He pointed to the next square. "On the green square, I carved Fehu. This would be for mobility and luck...I think." Moving his finger to the last square, he continued " Finally, on the pink square, I carved Wunjo, for success." He had also made a small hole at the top of each square, just large enough to slip a silver chain through so he could put them around his neck. Glancing down at his pieces, then back at the professor, Asher anxiously awaited to hear if he had done his project correctly or not. |
Tegz is finished the puzzle, West is overthinking it. also he can't read minds lol! Quote:
"Yeah, I'm nearly done I think, on account of I know all the possible answers to the clues, its just working out what they appear like in the puzzle." Paaaaaause. "I only found one of the horses in there." And he didn't know if they were both in there but the clue didn't specify just one of them. "And I haven't found any of the gifts. Got the rest though." That was the easy bit, the clues and all. |
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