The Sturt trio met success with the task given to them, but the outcome with the rest of the class was varied. A sudden crash echoing through the classroom caught their attention; Chloe glanced over her shoulder to see some students focused on the floor around the middle rows, and taking the accurate conclusion that someone must've fallen over, she quickly lost interest and turned back to face her box. Rachel snorted and had to cover her mouth, soon following the muggleborn. Lisa sighed in frustration, as the last thing she wanted was for her interschool team Seeker to get injured. Fortunately for them, the class continued - in quite the surprising manner, at that. A bit of a difficulty spike, even without the allowed usage of a wand. There was a nice counter-spell for it, of course, but in all likelihood it wouldn't be something people new to the class would be able to successfully reproduce. Luckily, it wasn't the first rodeo for the three Sturts in front of the class. "Finite." Said Chloe, her hand motioning towards the box hopping around on her desk. It successfully dispelled the charm cast upon it, and it fell limp onto the surface. She reached for it and grabbed it as if visually confirming she had achieved the desired result. Rachel soon followed, not needing much time at all to recall the appropriate spell - her mind had always been a bit of an encyclopedia. Read once, and she'd be good for the long haul. An incantation later and the box collapsed in a bit of a clumsy manner, the lid spreading open from the angle of the fall as the chest rested awkwardly upon the desk. Losing interest in it, she looked to her left to see what her blonde companion was up to. Lisa hadn't attempted the spell just yet. In fact, she wasn't moving her arm. She had her hand pointed in the same direction as the previous spell, waiting. While under normal circumstances she'd push herself to chase the box around regardless of pain, there was too much at stake; it was time to put the 'work smarter, not harder' saying to good use. After several seconds of waiting, the box had the unfortunate will of hopping in front of her hand; it was then that she struck, casting the counter that brought it down. "Two for two."
Chloe Stewart earned a Medal Class Champion Level One
"Actually..." Chloe decided to pitch in as Lisa tried to interpret her Patronus. "...While there is some truth to that saying, wolves are actually very social, and live in packs." She saw the blonde turning to glance at her with mild interest, and continuing. "They've very protective of their packs, so maybe it can be referring to that. For it to draw from the 'lone wolf' saying, it would have to be the case of one that either left it or was cast away from it for a reason or another." That made sense, Lisa thought. She loved those whom had gotten close to her deeply; but she betrayed every last one of them, and was on her own - either by casting herself away or being shut away. It wasn't the original meaning she'd given it, but it was still pretty on the mark. "Mm. Thanks, Big Stewart. I'll keep that in mind." Was her pack Eddie, Jane and Hailey? Was that why she was a loner now? No matter. It was time for class and she had to produce a Patronus. Simple enough. The girl got up from her seat, walking past a few over to the clear space in the middle of the room like a good portion of the classroom had done at that point. Not wasting time, she drew out her wand, imitating the proper movement with it to perfection. She picked a very specific memory to flood her being - the one moment she had been the happiest in her short lifetime. "Expecto Patronum." The blonde had been correct - the figure of a wolf emerged from the shimmering light, and sat in front of her. Such a noble creature. Even with the past that led to its existence and manifestation, Lisa couldn't be help but be proud of it. Chloe, in the meantime, didn't bother to leave her seat. Casting the spell while still sitting down, a scops owl escaped from the tip of her wand, flying overhead before landing upon her desk. It was one of the rare times that Chloe could be seen with a small smile on her face - perhaps it was from her own memory itself, pertaining to her sister. That girl's smile was truly infectious.
Chloe Stewart earned a Medal School Superstar Level One
"Funny how you're blaming me for assuming things, when you're the one assuming my thought process. Don't put words in my mouth." Lisa was quick to respond to Alex, eyebrow raised in mild annoyance. She shook her head. She was all too used to being vilified, but that was an extra level of sensitivity. Turning forwards on her desk, she took a deep breath. The annoyance was beginning to cloud her judgment and perception, as she entirely missed the redhead next to her pinching the bridge of her nose and sighing in frustration. 'Instinctively is not the word I'd use... Uncontrollably.' Lisa didn't speak up throughout the explanation, although that didn't keep her from mentally correcting the teacher at every chance she got. It did get under her skin, however, that people were abiding by the whole 'each person has their own method' talking point. Of course they did, that was a no brainer. That didn't mean there wasn't a common point of entry into learning, something to grasp before finding your path. Telling people to 'do their thing' without prior knowledge of anything was just dangerous, and gave Lisa a very, very bad feeling. There would be people who would find it easy to catch on, certainly, but people who didn't might have extra trouble without guidelines. Her expression displayed that very same skepticism as she never bothered to hide it, but she didn't say anything. It seemed that they were to begin with a simple spell, the Unlocking Charm. The Sturt trio glanced at the chests neatly placed upon their desks. Without a hint of hesitation, Chloe raised her hand over the desk she was sitting down by, focused on the lock, and with a small hand movement, she recited. "Alohomora." A soft click was heard as the lock was opened. It was a spell she had performed before, and there was no difficulty to it for her. Rachel, two seats over, succeeded with the spell immediately after. She flipped the lid of the chest open as to confirm it. Lisa, however, was in a bit of a jam. The problem wasn't the spell itself - oh, no, she could perform it without an incantation -, rather, it was the fact that she was struggling to raise her arm just enough to find a balance between placing her elbow on the desk and not grimace in pain. "Hey, ya don't have t'do it." Rachel chimed in with a lower tone, seeing Lisa reach for her forearm and slowly pull it upwards. The blonde momentarily bit her lip from the inside prior to speaking up. "Shut up and help me." She wasn't going to quit, motioning with her head towards the largely useless limb. There was hesitation from Rachel - she really didn't want to hurt the fellow Sturt, but at the same time she knew that Lisa was bound to hurt herself more regardless, over a longer period of time. Swallowing her principles for the sake of lessening the length of the torture, the redhead reached for said arm, and in a swift movement, raised it and placed it on the table. Lisa, not expecting it, slammed her fist down on the desk to keep herself from cursing. "Sorry! Geez." Rachel felt guilty, but ultimately, the quicker it happened, the sooner it ended. She knew the blonde mirrored the sentiment as she hadn't been decked in the face yet. The redhead then crossed her arms under her chest and leaned back on her chair, watching as Lisa did her thing - with a light flick of her fingers and no incantation to go with it, the lock was undone and she had succeeded with the spell. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it...?"
Chloe took a few deep breaths before being able to look back up at the teacher amid her various responses to the other students, finally able to settle down. The passive charm was still very much nagging at the back of her mind but the Sturt managed to focus through it. She failed to notice the victorious smirk Lisa had on her face upon the blue team being granted the points for her correct answer. "I have. Scops owl." Chloe spoke once permitted. It was fortunate that she knew enough about animals to be able to distinguish the species at first glance, as she had only employed that spell successfully once in her lifetime. "I assume it's due to my loner nature, and potentially alongside the common say that owls are very intelligent." She knew that she was considered both things, and it made sense. She wasn't aware of how pretentious that could sound as for here it was the mere truth. Lisa, too, raised her hand. "I can conjure a wolf. Quidditch aside I don't play well with others, so it may be a take on the whole 'lone wolf' thing, perhaps?" She didn't really know why that was the case, nor did she really care. It was a highly effective spell and it looked pretty cool to boot, and that was all she needed to know. Plus, the intimidation factor was quite nice.
Another day, another class. Chloe was on auto-pilot as of late - even if she was ahead of the curve, she didn't anticipate the workload that the SPIDER exams just around the corner would place on her. Juggling everything at once wasn't an enviable task. In lectures that lacked the practical component, she actually took to doing homework during downtime to spare herself the pain after class and be able to get to other responsibilities. Unfortunately for her, that day's DADA class would turn out to be more on the practical side of things, or so the board let her known with the pretty calligraphy spelling out 'Patronus Charm' upon it. Resigning to her fate, the Sturt made her way to the front row of the class as usual, sitting down at the leftmost seat in one of the side clusters of desks. It was an odd arrangement, but she could certainly see the purpose. Settling down, her gaze greeted the interim teacher. She immediately regretted it. A known half-Veela, Chloe felt herself instantly enraptured. It felt like a surgeon was picking her brain, telling her to approach. She had the presence of mind to immediately cast her gaze down to the desk, suddenly becoming very devoted to studying the light scratch marks on its wood due to extensive decades worth of use. It was known that, the stronger the wizard, the more likely they were to be able to consciously resist the passive charms those creatures emanated. As such, she took a deep breath and concentrated, actively trying to dodge the minefield that was her mind at the moment to reach a state of zen. The question went right over her head as she tried to focus her attention first.
Upon hearing her name being spoken, Chloe turned her head in the general direction of the sound and spotted Alexander. She nodded to him in acknoledgement on pure reflex, but what he said completely puzzled her, and for a change it actually reflected on her face - why didn't he expect seeing her in a class? She had one of the rougher schedules in the school and she had been in that class last year too. She awkwardly turned back to her desk, gaze cast down to the wood. Maybe he just skipped class a lot and she never noticed? 'That would explain the surprise, but still...' "Perhaps we should learn how to manipulate magic by ourselves first." Lisa decided to speak up, not liking the response the student she recognized as a newer member of the Dueling Club got. "Focusing on our hands is useless because it isn't much of a channeler to begin with. If it were, we wouldn't need wands. We actually need to know how to make ourselves the channeler." Of course, Lisa wasn't a teacher; but, being the top Duelist of her House, she knew a thing or five about executing magic. "We should also emulate the usual wand movement according to the spell with our dominant hand, as a means of making it easier." She said, adding to what whoever that new student standing was suggested. Rachel was a bit surprised at Lisa challenging the teacher so openly when with a bad arm - it was not like she could consistently demonstrate if challenged. "Uh... Would Accio be a good spell t'start out with?" The redhead suggested that instead. It was a bit of a harmless thing to start with, and the first spell she actually managed to do in such a way back in Ilvermorny, so maybe they could just get things started before an argument broke out.
Why am I getting a bunch of letters all of a sudden? I don't recall keeping penpals. Maybe they're addressed to the wrong Stewart, I'll make sure to deliver them to my sister...
Dull. That was the one word Chloe had to describe this extravagant event she was forced to attend, at the behest of her mother. Dull. The Sturt felt so out of place in that ball it was ridiculous. Having extricated herself from her date (how on Earth had she even gotten one?), the girl decided to cool off by an open balcony. She just needed a breather. A breather she would never get because a half-Veela decided to enter her immediate vicinity, and with her went Chloe's capacity to think, as usual. She watched as another girl seemed to be taking a break - she knew her from talking a few times before from past circumstances, but nothing beyond that. Most of the time, it was just the fact Chloe's gaze darted to the Bourke involuntarily, much to her chagrin. How she hated that attraction... Taking a deep breath, she attempted to steel her nerves. The bright smile she got on sight made it quite difficult. "Hey, Chloe!" Samantha greeted the Sturt. She was all too aware of what was going on in the older girl's mind; but, for once, it didn't actually bother her. This was because she knew Chloe wouldn't do a thing about it, and she actually looked bothered by the effect the passive charm had on her. "I didn't expect to see you here. You look good!" She complimented the choice of attire - a navy dress that hugged her frame nicely, and displayed the lean musculature of the woman. Even so, it wasn't that revealing. Whoever had picked it for her definitely went for the 'give just enough to want more' look, although it was disturbing to think someone would actually think that fit the girl's vibe. "...Thanks. You too." Awkward as she was, that was one social aptitude she did have. She then stood silently, having no means of pursuing a conversation; the ball was in Samantha's court. It was perhaps for the best, the Bourke was a natural. "Did you come here on your own?" Probably not. The headshake confirmed her suspicion. "Who did you come with?" "A friend of my sister's." He had invited her for some reason. Why hadn't he invited her sister instead? She'd never know. "What about you?" "Tyson McKennis." Chloe's eyes lit up in recognition. Samantha pointed him over in the crowd inside the hall, and waved at him. "He's leaving this year, so I figured I might as well go for a last hurrah, you know? I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to dance with him at a ball like this in my life, so I have to do it tonight." Tyson McKennis. That was an interesting choice - one she herself had considered prior to being asked to the event. Perhaps it was for the best that she didn't go through with it, as it granted Samantha the opportunity to do so. It didn't bother her that much either way; if anything, she just wanted to go back to the dormitories. "I'm assuming you're not going back inside for a while. Mind if I keep you company? It's getting a bit exhausting." Samantha leaned on the balcony. Chloe didn't protest, but she couldn't help but hope Sam's magnetic presence didn't end up attracting her fans to that little spot...
The school year had just started and Chloe already felt overloaded with work and chores. Twelve subjects (her mistake), four sports (also her mistake), the nature reserve (could that be considered a mistake?), and her mother decided to periodically enlist her in teaching the Muay Thai class that she practiced once a week. Needless to say, the Sturt was absolutely exhausted and wanted nothing more than go back to the dormitories, cuddle up with Frost and sleep. But, no. She had to do what she had to do. And it was time for that year's first Wandless Magic class. She sat down in her usual seat near the front of the class, not having bothered to bring any materials - no wand was needed so it stayed in its holster, and there was no assigned book to the subject, as far as she was aware. "Good morning." She responded on auto-pilot as the teacher introduced herself, not presenting any question whatsoever. Though she couldn't help but wonder if they'd all have to introduce themselves for the umpteenth time that week, as most teachers were fond to do as means of keeping new students up to speed.
Mom says I should use QuillBook more but I have no idea what to do with this.
The Sturt nodded. Every year, the Stewarts would spend the Summer holidays in Japan, with the girls' mother's side of the family tree. Chloe didn't mind visiting that much, but it wasn't the optimal time to visit, in her opinion - she'd much rather go during the Autumn break, which coincided with Spring up in the northern hemisphere - Japan, in particular, was quite stunning at that time of the year. But, given that Chloe wasn't in charge, she couldn't schedule visitations so it would just have to do. "Our school certainly makes it look like it is, at least." There was even a House notorious for its pranksters. It wasn't Chloe's cup of tea, to be honest. She didn't particularly enjoy people pulling pranks on her either. She just classified that whole realm of 'fun' as something she would never understand. "You'd think the amount of accidents we cause would be a deterrent." But, no. Each prank is crazier than the last. It was a worldwide game of oneupsmanship at that point and she wanted no part in it. "Right." She didn't need to hear it twice. Paying for Tyson's treat, she was quick to hand it to its rightful owner. "We can just go to Zoom's Brooms another day. Another excuse to hang out, if anything." She offered. She could almost feel her mother's presence, patting her in the back at the little step in the right direction. It was a very awkward feeling, to say the least.
Chloe Stewart earned a Trophy Prolific Poster Level Four
"I might actually see if they have any in Kagoshima. I'll be stuck there for two weeks anyway. Might as well go to such places when we're trying to get some legwork in. Me and my sister, that is." She had the feeling that wouldn't be Pea's cup of tea - the girl would much rather play video games than subject herself to what many would deem a dull explanation of things - but at least it would be educational. Maybe she could bribe her into accompanying Chloe to these places. A piece of candy here, a round of arcade gaming there... It wasn't like she was going to leave the poor girl alone with their grandparents anyway. For as dense as Chloe was, even she realized that was the definition of mental torture. "That would be am effective prank, but that would land a lot of people in hot water, I assume." As per usual, the Sturt failed to see the humor in the situation. If anything, it was somewhat distressing that there were people out there that would try such a thing; hopefully regulations were strict enough that it would be a difficult feat to achieve to begin with. "Oh, don't worry. I don't watch my diet half as closely as most assume I do either." Much to her mother's chagrin, she didn't keep track of the right numbers to be competition-ready; she was still more functional than the vast majority of people for sure on the sheer account of excessive sports activities, but she wasn't going to deprive herself of things she enjoyed for the sake of something she'd probably ditch the moment she got a more serious occupation. "That's something to try too. I'm not too used to eating for taste. Maybe I should change that."
Chloe shook her head at the notion of overloading herself. "I won't do it immediately." She corrected her own previous statement. While she did have a natural affinity for the relentless pursuit of knowledge, she was yet to become suicidal in terms of how much workload she'd put on herself - even if someone could argue that should they take a look at her current schedule. "The break's in a couple months. It won't hurt to look away from my kits for a few days and dive into Muggle Studies as a whole. It should prove to be enlightening." Of course, she couldn't forget about what was bound to be an avalanche of homework over the little vacation, as it was customary with certain Professors. Not that she minded it, really, but it did put a damper on one trying out new things or keeping up with their hobbies. "Yeah, I see what you mean. But we did go to a candy store, not a prank items store." Even if magical candy had some leeway as to what effects it could have on the customer, Chloe reckoned they still had some standards to abide by if they were to make it to the shelves - she doubted that some sort of edible item that had a common secondary effect of 'death', 'maiming' and equally egregious outcomes would be in plain view and reach of children without parents kicking up a storm about it. "Are there any known side effects to these?" She held up the box of Glacial Snow Flakes that she was about to purchase for Tyson. Perhaps it could induce brain freeze or cold burns? She found Tyson's display of disgust rather amusing - it was a wonder how something she found so normal could be horrendous to someone else, and vice versa. "A good mildly salty snack is peanut butter. It's also an excellent dip." Honey was a tad too sweet for her in large amounts. Caramel, however, was something she was yet to try. The only caramels she's ever had were the solid candy kind. "I'll give that a shot though. Maybe this weekend, when I swing by home."
Chloe Stewart earned a Medal Holy Ship! Level One
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1st Year - Current: Tallygarunga, Sturt House
She's an open book regarding herself to anyone who asks, although she can keep a secret if asked to.
- An excellent student to a scary degree;
- Legitimately viable main Quidditch roster player, but she never bothered to sign up;
- Ironically said to resemble those muggle-created 'robots' in terms of demeanor;
- Known to be a very good tutor in all subjects she's taken, and even some she hasn't;
- Addicted to studying and knowledge in general, although starting to specialize;
- Seems to have a few interesting muggle hobbies, such as programming and model making (mostly gunpla, as she seems to be infatuated with the concept of muggle robotics and related fiction);
- Has a white cat name Frost that she rescued as a small kitten a few months back;
- Taking after both her parents, she's an absolute monster at physical combat and isn't that bad a cook;
- Extremely close to her sister, to the point that targeting her is a surefire way of actually getting some emotion out of Chloe for a change. Bullies have faced her wrath before;
- Talks in Japanese with her family for the sake of practicing, and English with everyone else;
- Can draw really well but only ever seems to use that talent for technical drawings and for decorating her gunpla with intricate details;
- Has QuillBook but doesn't seem to update it at all.
One could say Chloe is a very difficult person to understand, or to try to get through. Her perpetually blank and seemingly bored expression grouped with her bluntness is off putting to most, and rightfully so. While she isn't at all lacking in the emotion department, she finds it difficult expressing herself or even sorting out what she feels. As such, she opts not to show anything at all.
She's actually quite generous and easygoing for those who bother to get to know her - she's very permissive of others in general and is willing to go along with most things, even if a stranger asks, for the sake of doing something positive for them. She also displays somewhat of an overprotective side towards the younger children and creatures in general, finding it much easier to understand them than the deceitful nature of humans & company.
She has a true passion of studying, finding it fun to pursue knowledge and challenge herself to solving complex problems. Added to that is her somewhat obsessive compulsion towards her hobbies and interests, making it so she becomes quite solitary and unwittingly ostracized from her peers - her brilliance at whatever she applies herself to is ultimately her downfall, at least in her parents' eyes. This doesn't seem to bother her much, though that's mostly out of ignorance of interpersonal relationships than anything else.
She's exceptionally hard to anger, even if deeply wronged; the only known verifiable manner to the community at large is to jeopardize her younger sister in some way. That said, it's definitely not something one should try for fun.
Chloe stands at 170 cm, her height contributing positively to the various sports endeavors she's undertaken during her short lifetime - as a result, the body hidden under the Tallygarunga school uniform is quite lean. Said uniform usually consists of trousers, as she finds them more comfortable to move around in; a sleeved shirt with said sleeves pulled up to the elbow; and a matter of daily choice between the standard sweater or vest, depending on the outside temperature.
Being half-Japanese, she inherited most of their defining physical traits, such as slanted brown eyes and a long nose. Her hair, however, was taken after her father, being auburn in color (albeit every bit as straightened as her heritage demands). Her face fortunately isn't marred of any imperfection; she rarely bothers to put on any makeup as well, seemingly caring little about being pleasing to the eye to anyone that isn't herself.
Her face is almost perpetually blank - she isn't very outwardly emotive. One can count with one hand the amount of people existent in the entire planet that have actually seen her smile, but animals and magical creatures seem to be quite lucky in that regard and spot that treasure far more often... Towards them, no less.
Chloe was born to an Australian father and a Japanese mother in Narragyambie, making her a natural of the small town Tallygarunga's located in. The two decided to move there before her birth due to cheaper land, as they wanted to migrate their businesses: her father owned a small time bakery, and her mother wanted to open a multiple martial arts dojo, wanting something closer to home and wanting to retire from her competitive career so to take care of Chloe. The fact that there was so much youth around their general area because of the Academy made it so their businesses minimally flourished and they never faced much of a financial burden ever since.
Chloe was soon followed by a younger sister, with barely a year's difference in between them. The two were inseparable from then on, even if Chloe took over the role of overprotective big sister more than anything else. Despite her solitary ways growing up, she always made time to either tutor her sister in school (whether it be muggle or wizard) or to spend some quality time with her, regardless of how busy she made herself at any given time.
She proved to have quite a bit of energy to waste as a small child, which led her mother to enroll her in the few combat sports and martial arts her dojo actually taught. Chloe seemed to pick up on all of them instinctively; the apple did not fall far from the tree. However, unlike her mother, she didn't seem to present a competitive edge at all. Rather, she liked to exploit, study and perfect the art and never really bothered with wins and defeats. Frustrations aside, her mother concluded it wasn't meant to be. Chloe agreed to continue practicing regardless, actually liking to have a sound body.
Her magic developed not too long after, and so did her sister's. Their parents opted to let them conclude elementary school first despite repeated pushes from the school to let Chloe skip grades. They didn't listen as they saw their child developing what seemed to be severe social issues, and didn't want to separate her from her peers and make things worse. As such, she only reached Tallygarunga to take on the first year, skipping everything that came before completely.
Growing up she demonstrated an aptitude for logic and mathematics, and eventually technology, having access to plenty of it within her own household - her father was a bit of a geek himself, and allowed her free reign over his devices so long as she was supervised. When she eventually proved to be competent enough to handle things, he got her a computer and she requested programming books. This only increased her parents' worry, as she'd spend days upon days closed off in her room during break periods just to tinker with the machine.
The next step to help their daughter was to send her to the dormitories during the third year, even though they lived within walking distance of the school (or walking distance for Chloe anyway, as she rather enjoys to walk). She was given a magic-proofed smartphone so to keep in touch with them, but outside of that she wasn't given any sort of technology whatsoever to keep. This frustrated her greatly as she was only allowed home during days with no classes, and so she took on a second hobby - model making. She would sneak her figure to school during week days to assemble, and once that was achieved she'd bring it back home to paint and finish. The idea backfired and Chloe isolated herself further.
As the years went on the parents seemingly got desperate as they didn't know what to do for their daughter anymore; but Chloe is far more concerned with other things. What does she actually want to do? Programming? Teaching? Join the MRI? Or dive into her newly developed passion for magizoology? She could only hope the last two years in Tallygarunga would send her some sort of sign towards what she should do before it was too late.