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Location: Rural Victoria, Australia
Current time: January 2018
Term One: January 30th-March 29th

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  1. huzzah the Count is arrived!
  2. Cass will, of course, be there from the beginning, setting up her amazing decos and trying to catch McBobbin Audrey might pop in for a dance Cate may or may not poke her head in just to check on things Jezebel may decide to make a celebrity appearance if she catches wind of a party hosted by Spencers
  3. The Bourke beater rolled his eyes at his new friend’s comment, remembering why he had left in a hurry after muttering a quick apology to the redhead he had collided with at the end of their first charms class together. He frowned a bit at the dejected look on the girl’s face, not realizing back then how his carelessness had affected the people around him. There had been so much on his mind back then to really have energy or attention for anything else, even if he had thought her to be cute. Then again, who knew she’d grow up to look like this? “Haha, very funny.” was his sarcastic reply. “If you must know” chuckling slightly at the memory, the Bourke rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment while subtly walking ahead a bit towards the blur of memories shifting and changing, not really wanting to give her chance to tease him again should she catch his embarrassed red ears. “You were really cute and I was just too shy and flustered to figure out what to say, so I…I just grabbed my things…” It was mostly the truth anyway, even if it did sound embarrassing when he said it out loud. Oh well, he’s been embarrassing himself a lot today, what’s one more? “Probably following a certain redhead like a creep.” came his absent-minded sarcastic reply, snorting at the absurdity of it, though likely she’d tease him about it regardless. There were worst things in life than being teased to death by Cass. Now to find his younger self… “So you free on Saturday?” not really turning around to face her as his eyes swept over the familiar grounds of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. God he’d missed this place. He knew where his younger self was currently – likely just leaning against his favorite oak tree with his nose stuck in some novel or magazine he had managed to wrestle from his roommate. But what was the fun in telling Red where he was? She could play ‘I Spy’ while he watched. “I hope you like coffee.”
  4. Clearly, the Bourke beater had taken one too many hits to the head today, as he so carelessly pulled his former housemate into a literal stroll down memory lane. Because obviously he hadn’t thought this through. Instead of focusing more on their old school, the redhead was apparently more interested in his younger self. He should have known. Clyde didn’t even try to conceal the snort that had escaped his lips, rolling his eyes in embarrassment at her gushing about his significantly younger self. “Yeah yeah…” waving away her comment as he looked around for a particular shade of red amongst the sea of black the Hogwarts uniform was so well-known for. Gotcha. “Mmm, just Charms class in first year…figured we could wander around the castle and grounds a bit?” Clyde tossed out absent-mindedly, his focus mostly on their surroundings as the students started trickling out the door, signaling the end of class. Now where was…Ah! The former lion barked out a laugh at the sight of a familiar redhead knocking into an equally familiar little boy, causing both of them to end up on the floor in one small heap of tangled limbs. “I had forgotten about that….very nice, Red, completely had me floored.” sniggering at the sight of a much younger Cass, all cute and flustered as they both apologized awkwardly. Kids “Planned to sweep me off my feet the first time we talked to each other?” teasing the redhead beside him as the scenery around them shifted with his younger self exiting the classroom, presumably on his way to his next class.
  5. If Clyde had been any other teenager, he’d likely be trying to fight down an embarrassed blush on hearing the redhead’s comment on his non-existent love life. But seeing as he had been the victim of years of domestic violence… he could hardly blame himself for wanting to keep his distance from people. It was the sense of self-preservation that had kept him alive all those years ago after all. Though instead of going in for the final kill, the former Gryffindor had backed off and even comforted him…sort of. Weird. But even if Clyde was nowhere near able to understand the female mind, he appreciated her thoughtfulness when she stopped her advances, however playful they were, because she had noticed that it had made him uncomfortable. It wasn’t so much of the fact that he found her repulsing – quite the contrary really– and she was really quite pretty…but his instincts had started screaming at him to pull back, unaccustomed to unfamiliar territories such as this. It was ironic really, that by pulling back from him to respect his personal space, the redhead had managed to make him feel closer to her in an inexplicable way. Clyde felt much more comfortable in his own skin now that he wasn’t relying entirely on bravado. “That obvious huh?” chuckling weakly as all pretenses melted away. “I suppose…I haven’t wanted to before.” deciding to be honest with her. Clyde had never wanted to actually be with anyone before. Sure, there were girls that he had found attractive or cute in the past, but there was just always something missing. Besides, the lion realized a long time ago that liking someone and actually wanting to be with someone were two very different things. He had yet to meet someone that he felt could reach him, and despite recent changes, he still wasn’t sure if he was ready yet. But maybe he had focused too much on his parents’ failed relationship and marriage to realize that not everyone was like that, and that he was basically just shutting himself away from anything that could harm him. “I don’t know, think you’d make a cute lobster.” laughing more like his normal self now as he wracked his mind for a place to take her. She’d kill him if he took her to the quidditch pitch, the library likely wasn’t open at this time, the great hall and classrooms were empty also… Bourke common room! “I have an idea.” smiling more genuinely as he motioned for her to follow him as he led her towards his house common room. He was more than a little relieved that she wouldn’t be whipping his ass in pool as she had earlier with their banter. That would have been pathetic. “You know what this is right?” the former lion pulled an old pensieve from his trunk and placed it gingerly on his four-poster. The pensieve had been his mother’s idea…to help him sort out his thoughts and memories and…come to terms with what had happened to him. He hadn’t been using it as often now, but it was still something he kept on hand, plus it made for a wonderful and efficient way of studying for his tests. Lifting the wand to his temple with practiced easy, Clyde pulled out a few threads of his memories and casted them inside the metal basin, swirling the silvery liquid a few times before he turned towards his former classmate. “See you on the other side.” winking playfully at the redhead before he dove down into his memories, landing on his feet inside their old charms classroom at Hogwarts. From the little bit of information that had slipped out earlier, he ventured a guess that she might still be missing her former life in England. He couldn’t surprise her with her personal memories, but at least he could show her Hogwarts in all its glory. Besides, it beats going out into the heat and no one would bother them as they wandered through their former school.
  6. Oh how far from the truth she was… Clyde chuckled inwardly at the thought of himself being a player. Pft, yeah, that was never gonna happen. If anything, it had taken this long for Clyde to feel comfortable with his friends, he wasn’t sure how long it’d take him to not bulk at the idea of letting someone in. It was all well and good when there was just flirting and games involved, but the kangaroo just couldn’t seem to be comfortable enough to be more with anyone before… His eyebrows shot up into his hairline when she practically crawled over like a lioness stalking her prey, eyes dark and intense as she moved in for the kill. Fuck. Clyde was in deep shit. “I could think of a few things…” defiant as ever as he locked on to her forest green eyes, unwilling to back down at this point. His eyes roving to trace along the lines of her face teasingly, lingering on her soft pink lips a bit before raising darkened blue eyes back to meet hers in a smoky stare. Though even he was caught off guard at her blatant admission of her motives. Talk about being bold… Damn her Gryffindor spirit. “I could think of worse things…” deciding to just act nonchalant for now and not think about her question. From what he’s deduced of her so far, it’s better to wait and see what she has up her sleeve before he says anything else. She’d likely bury him with his own words. “Don’t bat for that team thanks.” Clyde didn’t have anything against other people’s preferences, but last time he checked, he was still into girls. Clyde’s eyes crossed comically as the redhead leaned in impossibly close, completely invading his personal space as she feigned kissing him. He could feel her breathing against him, making his own heart beat start to race, though just before she could close the gap between them, a delicate finger came up and pressed against his nose. Blood tease. What the hell was that? Shaking himself mentally from his shock. She was gonna be the death of him at this rate. “I don’t go for easy.” regaining his ability to speak as he stood and trailed after her to the large pool table in the center of the games room. “Not my best game, but ok.”
  7. Clyde quirked an eyebrow at that “Is that jealousy I detect?” smirking like a cheshire cat as he turned his head fully towards her direction while taking another healthy swig of his cool beverage. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep a slot open for you.” The beater shot back teasingly. “Didn’t peg you for a quidditch groupie though?” The kangaroo didn’t even try to contain his eye roll at her obvious twist of his words. This girl was honestly the biggest flirt he had ever met. And to think he’s thought his life here was oh so peaceful up until this point. Shame it was going to end now that the red terror had moved in. “Pft, don’t flatter yourself.” snorting at the Romeo reference and the part where she insisted on her innocence. Her innocent? Yeah, he was fucking Santa Clause. Girl needed to be taken down a peg or two. “You’re working under the assumption that I want a date from you at all. Maybe you are the one that wants to go on a date with me? Since you so eagerly assumed that it was an proposition for a date.” Clyde shot back at the redhead, not letting up even for a second because he knew she’d bury him at this point if he was not careful. “Merlin girls move so quickly these days.” “Yeah, yeah.” not at all happy with his quick defeat. Damn manipulating redhead... He was more than a little surprised when she had changed the subject, having been all but certain that she would continue to milk his promise for all it’s worth. The girl was seriously giving him a mental whiplash… Clyde didn’t feel like sharing the past few years, especially with someone he had just met (technically they knew each other way back but they’ve never actually talked to each other much before). He never did actually. The past few years have been… better, but it had been a long and painful road towards recovery, and he wasn’t sure if he was ok with anyone seeing that side of him just yet. “This is the second time you’ve mentioned girls in my life...” arching his brow in her direction “You sure you aren’t just asking for yourself?” smirking victoriously while the corner of his lips lifted into a lopsided grin. Payback was a bitch. “I’ll admit that I’m a bit shy. We’ve only just met and now you’re asking if I have a girlfriend… already making a move on me.” pouting in fake innocence, putting on his best puppy dog eyes as he lifted his clear blue eyes to his attacker. “You really did’t have to go through all this trouble you know… I’m still single.”
  8. “It is.” his blue eyes softening as he thought about all he had experienced here. Yes, the blazing Australian sun gave him a nice tan while quidditch practice seemed to just cultivate muscles in all its team members (pft, they practice how many hours a week? It’d be blasphemy if he were still the scrawny little boy) But changed him the most was the people here - people who smiled and treated him like a person, people who welcomed his mother and him with open arms…they were the ones that made this place so amazing, and it was largely thanks to him that Clyde had managed to find his way and become the confident young man he was today. “Well I’ve always wanted an obnoxious and loud friend so we should be fine.” not letting up on his teasing as her movements drew his clear blue eyes to her slim back. Realizing that he was starting to stare, the former Gryffindor quickly tore his eyes away from her body, instead focusing intently at her face. That wouldn’t have been awkward at all. His eyebrows shot up as her challenge was delivered. Challenge accepted. “Well if you do catch the snitch and win the house cup, I’ll buy you lunch at the equivalent of the Threebroomsticks here.” smirking as he shot back with one of his own “And if we win…you’re going to the cinemas with me and watch a movie of my choice. Deal?” Clyde’s playful smirk fell a bit as he heard her comment of her family’s reasons for moving here, hearing the undertone of something painful and complicated mixed in with her words. He decided to just brush past it, understanding more than anyone that it was rude to pry, and if she really did want to talk about it, she’d say it on her own terms. “I’m here if you ever wanna talk about it.” not saying anything more on the subject. Though any thoughts of sympathy for the redhead flew out the window when she responded to his flirting with her own brand of play. Dirty play at that. Cass’s sudden change in demeanor was anything but innocent. The girl was cheating with her cute pout, and it was taking everything he had not to let his jaw drop to the floor. Merlin she was killing him. “That….” closing his mouth as he tried to find the words to say. Bloody tease. “…fine. I like your company and I’ll take you wherever you want.” admitting defeat as he slumped back in his beanie, wishing the damn chair would just swallow him whole right now. Talk about pathetic. Damn her puppy dog eyes and pout.
  9. Clyde just couldn’t resist flashing his former housemate with his brightest smile, finding the fact that he was now almost the complete opposite of his former self quite amusing. He’d bet anyone would be hard pressed to recognize him as the quiet and scrawny little boy that he was back then. Thank Merlin for growth spurts. He could almost see her wanting to do a double-take and do a mental comparison similar to what he was doing with her. He couldn’t blame her really, they had both changed a lot in the last three years. “Not so little and quiet now though.” winking flirtatiously at the new girl, letting his less than pleasant thoughts leave him. Part of him was wondering when she had actually smacked a Slytherin for him. He didn’t know if he should be offended that she had protected him without his knowledge or be grateful that she had cared enough to do something on his behalf…probably the later. “Ah, still thinking Slytherin right? They’re…ok I guess…Spencer house I mean, a bit loud and obnoxious though.” clearly teasing the redhead with an over-exaggerated version of her future family. He had a few friends from Spencer and they all got along like a house on fire. Inter-house relations were so much better here than they were at Hogwarts. House sorting here felt more like assigning you to a team, along with a dorm that you all sleep in. No two houses actually disliked each other here, and everyone was much more at ease without house rivalry or blood status being an issue. “Such modesty…what would spencer house do without your superb flying skills.” not batting an eye as he shot back a sarcastic remark, rolling his eyes inwardly at her words. Yup, same confident chick he remembered. Though now that he wasn’t just watching his classmates from the sidelines, he could appreciate the playful banter much better. “They’re gonna need all the help they can get….Bourke is gonna wipe the pitch with them.” Clyde smirked victoriously at the redhead, infuriating their enemies like any respectable quidditch player would do. “Oh, so she’s the new DADA teacher we’ve been hearing about. Cool!” Yeah he was so winning the betting pool on the new DADA teacher. Next semester seemed better already. Seeing the gorgeous redhead’s obvious attempt at charming him, smiling in a way that only accentuated her good looks, the former lion felt a strange tug in his chest, though he quickly ignored it and gave as good as he got. Two could play at this game. “I could help you with that…” his lips curling into a lopsided smile “…when my busy quidditch schedule permits…” smile quickly twisting in a playful smirk “…though what do I get in return?” His blue eyes dancing with mischief as they locked onto hers, daring her to accept his challenge and proposal. Oh he hadn’t had this much fun in a while.
  10. The stranger had piqued his interest when she mentioned his former school, making him suddenly curious as to who she was. It had been three years since he and his mother left England, and he had just assumed that he could go on with life, never having to see anyone or be reminded of that particular time period. He had loved Hogwarts, it had been a home and a sanctuary when his actual home had failed to be one. But they had had to leave the country, too much had happened to make them ever feel comfortable living there again. Three years seemed like a lifetime ago. The former lion had tried so hard to forget the horrors that had haunted his past, diving into his new life at Tallygarunga with vigor and a new sense of determination to have a happy life that belonged to him. And before he knew it, three years had gone by without a hitch, three years of blissful numbness and hardly any thoughts of his former life plaguing him these days. But seeing the pretty red head sitting before him, explaining in no uncertain terms that she was also a former Hogwarts student – and in the same house no less – brought on a wave of nostalgia for the teen, forcing him to acknowledge the life that he had so desperately tried to leave behind. Memories of crimson and gold ties and laughing classmates tangled with those of his father beating him into submission made his head hurt from the sudden onslaught. Fuck, this wasn’t supposed to happen. Her voice broke him out of the confusion in his mind, pulling him back to reality. And for a minute there, Clyde had forgotten that she was even there, too lost in his own flashbacks of a darker time. It had taken another second or too for him to realize that he probably should have handed her the other butterbeer, because his knuckles were already turning white from the fierce grip he had on the poor bottle. It was a miracle that it didn’t break. “Clyde Atkyns.” relaxing his hold a bit as he held out the cold drink for her. Probably best to give it to her before he actually broke it. “Cass?” suddenly able to recall the redhead in his class. They hadn’t really known each other back then, seeing as he was much more of an introvert and mostly just kept to himself at that time. “Gryffindor too…you probably knew me as Clyde Bonham though.” trying to smile politely as he introduced himself to his former classmate. She really did bring out mixed feelings in him. “You know what house you’re in?” Clyde flopped down on the beanie next to her, taking a better look at the other lion, trying to picture the girl he remembered sitting by the fireplace. Apparently, puberty hit them both hard, because Clyde could barely recognize her without the trademark red hair. She was quite beautiful now…or had he been too wrapped up in his own world to notice back then? “I transferred here in fourth year…in case you were wondering. ” not feeling comfortable for the reasons behind their move and having to explain them to someone. He extended the same curtesy to her, though it was more to stop her from inquiring more about his past. He didn’t like talking about it, and he doubted she’d want to hear something so heavy today either. “I’m in Bourke now, and beater for the house quidditch team.” suddenly glad that he had cast a scourgify on himself when he left practice. Yeah he’d reek of sweat now had it been otherwise. “Starting next semester huh?” Since he knows he hasn’t seen her previously, he deduced that she would be starting in the coming semester. “Well if you need help with anything….getting around, which classes to pick, juicy gossip, etc. I’ll be happy to show you around.” smiling more comfortably now, feeling his usual self returning as he relaxed more into the beanbag chair.
  11. This had to be one of the hottest days of the year. The Brit could help but think as he wacked another bludger away from him, putting a bit more force into this particular shot and channeling some of his frustrations into it, as if somehow hitting the ball harder would make the heat more bearable. Yeah, not likely. Finals had come and gone, with classes finishing up and homework handed out in the last few days of the semester. Seeing as most students were excited about their up and coming days of sleeping in late and sun tanning on the beach, and no one really had the mindset to pay attention in class after a grueling few weeks of studying and tests, the teachers have practically given up on teaching new stuff, knowing all too well that they would have to repeat the same lectures at the beginning of the next semester anyway. Quidditch though, was another thing. Since members of the quidditch teams usually spent a large amount of time in practice, it meant that they had a lot of school work and catching up to do before their finals. Even though most of them helped each other to study and keep up during the school year, the usually aggressive and quidditch-crazed captains had to admit defeat and cancel practice when tempers started to surge and panic attacks broke out amongst the more nervous students. No one wanted their teammates to fail, or worse, get suspended. And so, with the passing of finals week, quidditch team practices were once again scheduled along with new training regimens. Apparently, their captain believed that rigorous training during break would give them an edge in the following quidditch season. Taking a break for finals was understandable, but slacking off during the off season wasn’t. That’s why, despite the insane temperatures today, the Bourke quidditch team was still out in the field, flying their asses off - quite literally I might add – with sweat pouring out of their skin. It’s a miracle really, how no one actually got cooked in this weather and turned into an over-sized grilled chicken. Clyde was as big of a quidditch junkie as anyone, but even he had problems remembering why he even put up with this kind of shit. There’d likely be no team to play for Bourke next season, seeing as they were only a hair away from evaporating from this earth. So it was with great sorrow – and an insane amount of gratitude – that their head of house came and pulled them from the pitch, forbidding them from even thinking about training until the weather had gotten a bit more humane. Their captain had received a good tongue-lashing from their professor after the team was dismissed for the day. Too hot to travel home and too lazy to even go get a cold drink from the kitchens, the Bourke beater made his way to the Southern Cross Tower nearby, knowing there was a small mini-fridge in the games room, stocked with snacks and drinks for the students, curtesy of the house elves. Merlin bless them. Upon entering the game room, a strong cool breeze of air-conditioning hit his face, instantly making the young beater feel like he had died and gone to heaven. Fuck I’m never gonna leave this place… the teen thought absent-mindedly as he made his way over to the mini-fridge tucked into the far east corner, oblivious to the fact that he wasn’t the only one in the room. After taking a healthy swig of mind-numbingly cold butterbear, the former Gryffindor felt life slowly start to seep back into him. And that’s when he noticed an unfamiliar girl slouched on a beanie under the vent. Clyde was sure he had never seen the girl in Tally before, even if she seemed to be his around his age. It was strange really, how her brilliant red hair seemed to tickle something at the back of his mind… “Hey.” Clyde called out to her, grabbing another chilled butterbeer from the fridge before walking towards the girl. Was she a student he had never noticed? Not likely. The red hair was a dead giveaway. “Um…sorry, do I know you?” though he regretted the question as soon as the words left his mouth. It sounded cheesy to his own ears, though he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had seen this girl before. Something about that red hair…
  12. Alison ____________ Main occupation up to player | Base guitarist in Franklin Struck Gold Suggested Play-by: Claire Holt Key Facts squib born to wizard parents, though was still placed in wizarding school in the hopes that she might prove to just be a late bloomer (though, this isn't concrete if someone would rather not play a squib) was best friends with Gabrielle's father ever since they were kids, and in a band with him in their teens pretty much saved Gemini and her unborn baby's (at the time) lives when Gem was shot at another friend's funeral, by being the only person to keep their head decided to move to Australia after Frank's apparent death, due to having little keeping her in the US, and wanting to be close to what was left of her best friend (how she got the money to get to Aust is up to the player, stole or worked or whatever) pretty much considered Gabby's auntie Ally and has become basically best friends with Gemini over the past few years Appearance Blonde, tends to prefer casual wear (jeans, ripped clothing), a bit rough around the edges. But can dress it up if need be. Connections Personality Gemini - the girl that her best friend left the US to be with, and got knocked up. They connected pretty quickly over their equal care for the ass, and even more so since Alison moved over and they got their band up and going. Rosie - Gem's Veela grandmother, and one of the women who helped Frankie out of some situations with his family. She likely treats Alison like one of her girls. Plenty of room for lots of other connections, depending on where Alison works or where she spends most of her time. Aside from being pretty blunt and rough around the edges, and protective of those close to her, personality is up to the person who picks her up. I'd like whoever does take her to make her their own. History Her history is mostly up to whoever picks her up. The only notes to keep in mind is that she was friends with Frankie since they were kids, and the parts that involve Gemini. Happy to assist with that part. Plot Points Contact band, yeah! perhaps potential trouble she left in the US coming to haunt her? other general craziness that tends to pop up when people get plotting Me! Lilycat. Via PM or over discord.
  13. Timothy Blair Co-CEO of PartyBox / Chef Suggested Play-by: Bob Morley Key Facts One of Stu's infamous 'Blair Triplets' Was a prankster in Spencer with his siblings Co-CEO of a successful party business with his brother, Thomas: PartyBox Qualified chef and mixologist Appearance Like all the Blairs, he has dark hair and eyes. Like his brothers, he's tall like his father, and tends to keep fit. Connections Personality Jezebel Blair - Oldest of the Blair kids, big sister, half-sister. Stu Blair Sr - Father, role model. Stewie Blair Jr - Youngest Blair kid, victim of many pranks by triplets growing up. Matthew Belmont - One of his dad's best friends from school, Tim also worked part-time for him at the Drunken Roo while in school and still worked there for a while after Matt went into a coma, tried to keep some life in the bar til his own uni life and business became too time-consuming. The optimist of the family, and one who likes to try and get laughs from all the others, especially during times of unease or tension. Loves cooking and experimenting with food to create new meals or drinks. History Grew up in Narrie with the rest of his family. Around the time he started Tally or not long after, his mother (Tanya) started traveling around the world a lot, doing relief work, and so his father raised he and his siblings mostly. When he was around 15-16, it was discovered that she was having an affair and was in fact pregnant to another man, and she left Stu officially. She also dropped the bomb about Jezebel not being her daughter, but another woman's. About 6-12 mths later, Jezebel's mother was revealed as well as the fact that Stu was also father to Améa du Contaea. After he left school, he studied to become a chef and mixologist while still working at the Drunken Roo, during which time he and his brother, Tom, started a small business of their own, PartyBox, inspired by a party they held at Jez's for her birthday one day. They create an entire party setup; decorations, food, etc, and magically compacted it into a box, and after arriving at the venue, open it and everything set itself up where it was supposed to, and then left over mess repacked into the box in the morning. Hassle-free parties. The idea took off, especially after graduation, and they have become very successful, and have a few warehouses in Australia and looking to expand overseas. Plot Points Contact PartyBox and its expansion Matt's coma & The Roo, perhaps placing some of his money into magical study of comas Own personal development (in a relationship? got kids? etc) General Blair shenanigans Me! LilyCat
  14. Thomas Blair Co-CEO of PartyBox Suggested Play-by: Dylan O'Brian Key Facts One of Stu's infamous 'Blair Triplets' Was a prankster in Spencer with his siblings Co-CEO of a successful party business with his brother, Timothy: PartyBox Events manager and venue organiser Appearance Like all the Blairs, he has dark hair and eyes. Like his brothers, he's tall like his father, and tends to keep fit. Connections Personality Jezebel Blair - Oldest of the Blair kids, big sister, half-sister. Stu Blair Sr - Father, role model. Stewie Blair Jr - Youngest Blair kid, victim of many pranks by triplets growing up. Améa Nedvidek - Jezebel's twin, Tom had a crush on Mea during school, til it was revealed that she was his half-sister. Tried to be supportive of and a good friend to her til she disappeared. Probably one of the more serious Blair kids, though not by much at all. Has a good head on his shoulders, and a mind for business. Loves organising others when he can get away with it. Best mates with his triplet siblings, grew up near inseparable from them, close to all his family. History Grew up in Narrie with the rest of his family. Around the time he started Tally or not long after, his mother (Tanya) started traveling around the world a lot, doing relief work, and so his father raised he and his siblings mostly. When he was around 15-16, it was discovered that she was having an affair and was in fact pregnant to another man, and she left Stu officially. She also dropped the bomb about Jezebel not being her daughter, but another woman's. About 6-12 mths later, Jezebel's mother was revealed as well as the fact that Stu was also father to Améa du Contaea (who had been Tom's crush for a couple years). After he left school, Thomas studied Magical Business at VMU, during which time he and his brother, Tim, started a small business of their own, PartyBox, inspired by a party they held at Jez's for her birthday one day. They create an entire party setup; decorations, food, etc, and magically compacted it into a box, and after arriving at the venue, open it and everything set itself up where it was supposed to, and then left over mess repacked into the box in the morning. Hassle-free parties. The idea took off, especially after graduation, and they have become very successful, and have a few warehouses in Australia and looking to expand overseas. Plot Points Contact PartyBox and its expansion Améa's return to Narrie - trying to help Own personal development (in a relationship? got kids? etc) General Blair shenanigans Lilycat on Discord or PM
  15. "What a delightfully ugly snort there, Adele! Don't tell me the pink cheeks are spreading and affecting your brain, I'm not sure how I'll explain you changing into a cute little piggy to all the kids!" Stuart demonstrates how to charmingly insult and compliment someone at the same time.
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