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Tallygarunga
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
September, 2019 :: Spring

Meadow Richards

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  1. One more week, and it's the last break before exams... I should get my Apparition license squared away ASAP. I don't want to handle that alongside studying for those things.

    My body doesn't like Apparating too much but at least I got the process down...

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    2. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      @Meadow Richardsif you need a hand I can help you, I learnt a few tricks. 

    3. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      @Maxine WilliamsThank you, but, there's no helping it. The spell itself isn't what I have trouble with, it's just that my constitution is naturally frail, so no matter what I do my insides will always feel messed up when I do it.

    4. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      @Meadow Richards I had some stomach issue when I started because I wasn't used to it, but your case is different. Sorry I can't be of any assistance. 

  2. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term 3

    Turning her head momentarily to see what the issue the Professor was referring to was about, Meadow soon spotted a tired looking Spencer being hounded by a Sturt, as well as Max. It seemed that the man had to be taken away to receive care - while it would normally be Meadow's responsibility to do such a thing, it seemed that the two girls had it mostly handled. She decided not to concern herself with it and turned to Travis to continue their idle chatter. "You say that as if I haven't always been competent." Meadow spoke, although a small smile playing at her lips betrayed what would have been an otherwise deadpan tone. It seemed that Travis had noticed it indeed - perhaps she underestimated him? She didn't seem averse to his touch, leaning on the boy ever so slightly in return as means of welcoming it as the class went on. It soon came to an end, and the Professor dismissed them. "I'd like that. Maybe outside? I'll wait for you after the next class." Defense Against the Dark Arts - she had the schedule memorized. She didn't particularly enjoy having two practical lessons back to back and hoped that the material they'd cover at the beginning of that term would be more theoretical. "You can choose where we go." Whatever it was Travis had to say to her, it was important, and she knew better than to postpone it. 'Might as well make him as comfortable as I can manage.'
  3. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term 3

    Meadow raised her eyebrow momentarily in amusement as Travis mentioned visiting 'someone' - did he deem her to be daft? She had been working with the nurse long enough to know it would be her and not any of the students occupying beds in the area. It did bother the Flinders slightly that she was constantly underestimated by the boy, but perhaps she could use that very class to boost his view of her. Soon enough, it was her turn. Solidifying the soon to be demolished doll with no issue, she took a moment to consider what spell would be the best to use on it - something impressive and original to make the point of her being more astute than she frequently looked. Taking a deep breath, she made her choice and readied her hand. Within seconds, a powerful and very difficult to perform Reducto spell was shot at Dolores, immediately reducing her to fine dust, much like the example she had presented earlier. A smirk filled her lips with confidence as she stepped on past the Professor as ordered; though, as she traced Travis' less than appropriate gaze, she quickly came to the conclusion that the boy likely wouldn't have been paying attention. For once she didn't scold him, knowing it to be more difficult to hold things back at that stage in his cycle, resting where she was supposed to in silence and ignoring a particular Sturt's glare.
  4. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term 3

    Mid conversation, Meadow saw Max waving at her, as well as at some other student; she greeted the redhead with a smile, not wanting to do much more so not to distract from her little exchange with Travis. "Mm. That's fair. I should've expected that." Upon further inspection of the young man, he did look sickly - she hadn't intended for the conversation to deviate towards that sort of territory, but perhaps it was just unavoidable. "I'm making progress on the potion." She said in a lower tone before class began, only for the werewolf to hear. "I do need you to try it, though. Good a time as any, no? If you're willing, drop by the Hospital Wing later. Got myself an extra pair of hands willing to help out with it all, arguably better than mine." It was a blessing that she had Miss Teagarden at her side for such a task. Two minds worked better than one, and given that the woman's skill with the area exceeded her own, the brunt of the work would go by much more quickly and effectively. It was time for the class to start. The first question was quickly answered to by a few of the students; the second allowed them to get a bit creative. "The Reductor Curse would do a good job of it. Reducto. It turns everything it touches into dust, in a very literal sense." It was a more advanced Dark Arts spell that could be quite deadly if it interacted with the wrong thing; she's never seen something stay standing after being hit by that curse, if executed properly. Noting the Sturt that was half asleep, she decided to discreetly cast a re-energizing spell without wand or incantation to wake the blonde up - a little trick she'd picked up from her time in nursing when dealing with concussions. She watched as the girl straightened her posture and shook her head so to snap out of it, rubbing her eyes as if she had just woken up. 'Mission accomplished.'
  5. I wonder if I can avoid going home during the third bream/exams. Actually, if it's up to me, I'll never step foot there again...

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    2. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      I should've recruited you as my excuse machine a long time ago.

    3. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      Now you know where to find me, if you ever need an excuse. :)

    4. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      I'll keep that in mind.

  6. Exams are about to knock on our doors and I'm totally not anxious about it! Not even a little. Hahaha...

  7. Better start to handle things late than never, I suppose. Here's hoping this doesn't backfire on me...

  8. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term 3

    It was time to get back in gear for school, and for the first time in years Meadow didn't feel like she was anywhere close to achieving such a thing - she was growing more and more convinced that spending her breaks lazing in the Tallygarunga campus along with her friends were contributing to her becoming a bit spoiled in that respect, and thus she needed to correct that bad habit. It started with that morning, as the classes finally got started for the third term, with Wandless Magic. "Good morning." She spoke in an even tone to the Professor as she walked into the classroom, even if she dreaded every step she took. Following the teacher's instructions without actually processing the information she dished out afterwards, the Flinders placed her bag down on a nearby desk. It was then that her eyes scanned the room, and it didn't take too long for her to find her best friend. Wasn't the full moon close in the calendar? "Hey." She went to check up on Travis with a lower tone so not to disrupt the class. "How are you? Slept well?" A fairly innocuous question, although it could be taken one way or another; as far as she was concerned, she just wanted to check on her friend's mood rather than make a checkup on his werewolf condition.
  9. I should probably drop a few subjects next year to make room for my workload...

  10. Class DADA Term 3 - Boggarts

    Much like her Bourke friend, Meadow wasn't that great a fan of Defense Against the Dark Arts in general - in fact she was quite averse to it in general, the only use she'd gotten from it being learning about the anatomy of various creatures. She was forced to attend because of her parents cramming the subject down her throat: they refused to believe they had a frail daughter, and as a consequence she'd need to be an expert at defending herself. Her mood was sour when she walked in to the classroom, and it didn't get much better when she realized what was the matter to be discussed - Boggarts. Noticing the half-Veela teacher being the one to head the class, the Flinders fortified her mental defenses before stepping further into the room, at which point she walked to and sat beside Samantha, whom was petting Harvey. "Good morning." She greeted the girl, getting a bright smile in response. Her eyes fell on the ball of pink fuzz that was presently nuzzling against the Bourke's hand, and soon one of Meadow's fingers joined in on petting the animal. It served as a placebo for what was to come. Fear had always been her Achilles heel. She had dodged every Boggart class up to that point; yet, she did promise Travis she would do better and combat her cowardice. If anything, that class would test her mettle at last.
  11. I'm not sure if the fact people actually pay for my tutoring these days means that I'm good at it or that they're desperate.

    1. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      If they are willing to pay it's means you're good. There are plenty of students who do it for free, and one a handful are good at helping others.

    2. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      It's a nice ego boost, though I do feel bad for charging. Not much of a choice though.

    3. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      If you need it you need it. No one should blame you for charging people a service. 

  12. ...Yep, this break spoiled me, I'm starting to dread Monday's arrival :( 

    Is this what I get for spending my vacations around here? Ow.

    1. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      You don't need to fear Monday's arrival if you chill a little in the afternoon, get into the schedule slowly. If you want to hang out you know where to find me.

    2. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      Thank you, I'll keep that in mind :) 

  13. Is it just me or did this little break go by really quickly? Time to go back to the grind.

  14. I've been reintroduced to the concept of 'resting' during this break... I feel spoiled now.

  15. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term2

    "Thank you." Meadow spoke, and just as she had finished replying, the Professor had declared that the class was officially dismissed. Perfect! If she dragged the Sturt student quickly enough to the Hospital Wing, it could be that she would have a chance of napping in one of the beds prior to the next class. Everything was turning out even better than the Flinders had hoped for, which served to boost her spirits minimally. It seemed that a Spencer student had taken the initiative to help carry the latest flying doll victim - not something she'd complain about, as it was less weight for her to carry, even if she had initially planned to lower it with magic. Noticing instead that the girl's desk had a bag on it, she raised a hand, wandlessly performing an Accio without bothering to mutter the incantation. The backpack quickly flung itself towards the Fliders' hand, which she deftly caught and then hung over her shoulder. "Let's go." She nodded to Alexander in gratitude as she took the other arm of the unconscious girl, hoisting it around her shoulders much like that same student's bag, and proceeding to lead her out of class so to get the help she needed - Meadow hoped the girl wouldn't be knocked out for too long, as head injuries were nothing to play with.
  16. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term2

    The sniffing sounds made the angered teenager's eyes squint. Looking in that direction, she saw Travis acting as if he had no filter - openly sniffing her in the middle of a class. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked with confusion, feeling her temper quickly slipping through her fingers. She leaned her head away with visible discomfort, and her brows furrowed with bewilderment at the shoulder poking. She had never seen the man acting so off the wall, even with his condition. It led her to think something very simple. 'What sort of hallucinogens did he consume?' Was the task truly unavoidable? Did Meadow truly have no choice but potentially meet her end in that class? It was a grim fate to consider, but she had promised to be somewhat more courageous - not that she actually gave much of a damn about that promise when running on fumes, it just served to irritate her further. Resigning herself to her fate, she let out a frustrated exhalation prior to rising from her seat. It seemed that fate was on her side with the string of occurrences within that class, however. She first noticed that Travis had made his move to take a shot at the spell. She opted to let him finish doing so prior to making her own attempt, but the results were quite disturbing - she hardly had any time to process what was happening before a loud sound of raw impact echoed through the classroom and various limbs were sent flying in all directions (which, fortunately, entirely missed the Flinders even if by just a few centimeters). She watched the wreckage with mouth agape for the second time in just a few minutes. No sound came out, so strong was the shock; her eyes were trained on Travis, wide from being perplexed. She had no idea how to react, what to say or think, nor anything else, frozen in space and time with the situation. Fortunately for her (and unfortunately for another poor soul), there was another crash in the same room not too long after. It served to snap her out of it. She shook her head roughly to bring herself to reality, gaze zeroing in on the unconscious Sturt a few ways away from them. 'This is my chance!' "Professor, if you'd like, I can take her to the infirmary." The Flinders girl raised a hand while she spoke to get Andrea's attention. Not only did she work there, but carrying that student to the room wouldn't take half as much effort when she could merely use her wand to artificially lower her weight.
  17. Class Wandless Wonders Advanced Term2

    "Mm." The sound was all that Travis got in greeting from his best friend as her gaze fixated on a mannequin's head, looking as if she wanted to decapitate the poor thing. The fury boiling under her skin was the only thing keeping Meadow awake at that point, and a questionable replacement for caffeine. The name of said mannequin had gone completely over her head; what didn't was what they were meant to do with it. Lips parted slightly and brows furrowed in shock at what was expected of her - a physically demanding task. She had been very fragile since birth, and to engage in such an activity would be akin to suicide. However, she knew she couldn't protest. Closing her mouth, her jaw clenched and her fingers dug at her biceps as her rage augmented tenfold. It just wasn't a good day for her, was it? For once in her life, she had to find a way to get out of class without penalty. But how?
  18. Jaws of Truth

    "Well... Alright. Thank you." Meadow left it at that, though there was a pleasant, warm feeling leftover from Travis thinking of doing such a thing for her just because. She had always been someone who struggled to get such attention in her life, and to have something done for her out of seemingly nowhere was quite surprising, but pleasant - even if it was just a gift, something with monetary value. It was something she wouldn't mind getting used to, and hoped she'd get the opportunity to later down the line. As per usual, while Travis attempted to divert her attention from whatever it was that ailed him, he only succeeded in worrying her further. An eyebrow arched in skepticism at the notion that she shouldn't bother with it, although, uncharacteristically, a second thought sneaked up to her: what if it was something related to the nature of a werewolf, something that she effectively couldn't understand? She had admitted aloud that it was difficult to do so a few minutes prior, and it was the crux of their argument. She had to trust him when it came to such things as he knew about them far better than she could ever hope to, even if she hit the books regarding the subject (which she has many times in the past). Her facial expression relaxed with this realization, analyzing glance gone and forgotten. "Whamma Samma?" She repeated with amusement in her tone. "What are you, Amber?" Had those two formed some sort of tag team for nicknames? Meadow was secretly glad it was moderately difficult to make a nickname out of her own first name. Unfortunately, Samantha suffered from the exact opposite. She had heard more names for the girl over the years than she bothered to count or even remember. "In any case, I still have a life beyond studying... I hope. At least, I'm trying. It's a bit difficult with my parents and the exams breathing down my neck, but... I suppose I'm managing. Remi will end up eating most of it." She wondered how the girl was doing after her pet's passing. It had been a few months, certainly, but for someone as isolated as her, it couldn't be easy.
  19. Jaws of Truth

    "That was my way of asking you to elaborate. No need to be condescending." The Flinders spoke, although the irony of her words wasn't lost to her - Meadow herself had always been one to lean towards the ways of tough love when it came to those close to her, which inevitably led to some ill placed assumptions on her end from time to time. If anything, the response she got from the Bourke made her a smidge more self aware than she would have been otherwise. It was odd how they kept finding ways to improve themselves through the mutual strife; but, perhaps, that was why they were so attached to one another to begin with. Adjusting her skirt, the girl walked back to the picnic alongside her friend and sat in the exact same place that she had been in a few minutes prior. Her gaze wandered the assortment of food and drink on display on the towel before them, just before Travis spoke up again, diverting her attention before she could even decide what to reach for. Confusion settled in. She had always taken Travis for a big eater, and to see him reject a feast of his own making felt quite alien; not to mention Meadow herself didn't eat much, making the picnic seem quite overwhelming all of a sudden. Had she said something she shouldn't? Brows furrowed in confusion momentarily as she went over her recent words mentally, not finding a single wrong thing with them - she had been left under the impression that they had patched things up, and despite their natural clashes, everything was hunky-dory. "Are you alright?" She opted to ask, nursing chops taking over rationale and attacking the issue on reflex. Perhaps he felt ill?
  20. I wonder if I can stay here over the break again, that would be nice. Though, I still don't know what people do with so much free time. I'm too used to just hitting the books...

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    2. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      Well, alright. I didn't expect that but I'll take you up on it, thank you.

    3. Maxine Williams

      Maxine Williams

      No need to thank me :) you can meet me at the Spencer Common Area or I can meet you. However you prefer.

    4. Meadow Richards

      Meadow Richards

      I don't mind going to you, I'll let you know when I have some free time.

  21. @Samantha Hammond I found Harvey in my pocket again, just so you know.

    1. Samantha Hammond

      Samantha Hammond

      Hah, I think he likes you more than he does me!

  22. Jaws of Truth

    Meadow had had that sort of rumor flung her way far too many times to her liking (not that a single one would have been well received to begin with), and things only got worse, unfortunately, after the Flinders had decided to barge into Travis' room a few months before. Their relationship had a truly strange dynamic, but it was one that functioned beautifully when in full gear - and other people took notice. Even if the Bourke was merely joking about it, she could see why people would think such a thing about them. She wished that they wouldn't as the very notion gave her chills down her spine, but at the same time she wasn't about to stop treating Travis how she did over some silly rumors that wouldn't affect her life in the long run. The book collection comment, however, caught her off guard. Perhaps it was because she had been trained under years of constant torment to always be careful when it came to Travis; she just couldn't tell if he was making a quip at her studious tendencies, or if he was aware of the secret hobby she had kept under lock and key. Just in case, she opted not to indulge, instead shaking her head at the joke. Though, he posed an interesting question - what did Meadow want? She knew that she wanted to become a nurse, but, was that all? What did she want out of life? She couldn't help feeling uncomfortable with the fact she wasn't able to answer that question just yet, and that point in her life wasn't the most conducive to self discovery. Not only did she have to live in fear, but also in doubt, it seemed. What followed was an unexpected, yet unsurprising, spark that made Meadow bolt upright. The girl had never been comfortable with the idea of doing anything of the sort with the fellow teenager, and she never particularly enjoyed when he alluded to it either; his persistence made her feel uneasy every time as well, but after the conversation they had just participated in, it didn't feel right to scold him about it. She got off the man's lap in record time, standing beside him as she straightened her skirt. Eating sounded like a much better endeavor than anything possibly going through Travis' mind at that moment. "Jewelry...?" She mused aloud with his strange question. Did he intend to get something for her? While she didn't really look forward to the idea of explaining what a piece of jewelry was doing among her belongings whenever it was she returned to the Richards household, she didn't exactly mind being pampered every once in a while. 'And after these potions, I deserve it.' "Maybe necklaces." Easy to conceal in comparison to anything else - both in luggage and when wearing them. It was her preference on that default notion, as well as due to lack of use to any other kind. "Why?"
  23. Jaws of Truth

    Were they different situations? Meadow had never brought it up before, but the truth of the matter was she was slated to perish if she let herself be kept under her parents' thumb. They intended for her to bear children despite her body's inability to do so - not that she couldn't conceive, but that the act of giving birth would likely kill her. Given their obsession with bloodline as opposed to the individual, the Flinders didn't think they'd be all too upset if she were to meet her end so long as the child was safe and sound under their oppressive guidance. She needed to get out of that household as soon as possible, before their grasp grew far too tight for her to handle. She didn't voice that concern, however, the skeptic gaze being the only tell of her disagreement with the boy. The gentle stroke, however, caused her cheeks to gain a pinkish hue. Even if Travis had always displayed this sweeter side to him when conversations got serious between them, Meadow was still not at all used to physical displays of affection regardless of meaning behind them. The kiss to the cheek made things worse and she sighed out her frustrations, although she didn't exactly pull away. "And I for you. But, have you ever stopped to consider that me helping you is selfish in itself?" Meadow suggested, her eyebrow arching as if pitching in an idea. "I'm not helping you because I feel forced to do so. I'm helping you because I want to help you. That's my desire. So yeah, you're right. Yap on all you want, I won't listen and keep at it. And you'll have to deal with that." Despite her words, there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She had been quite right before - they butted heads constantly. But, at least, presently it was over something as benign as whether someone should keep helping or not.
  24. Jaws of Truth

    Meadow gave Travis a light nod of the head upon the inquiry in agreement. The light touch upon her cheek drew her eyes to his, and a sense of comfort washed over her with their locked gaze. "In a way... It is. It's an obligation I have to myself. It's my life, isn't it? I should be living it to the fullest extent of my capabilities, and not under their thumb. I'm doing a disservice to myself by being so passive about it... And to you, too. Sometimes it almost feels as you have more than twice the strength and will to rebel against my situation than I do." The idea brought an ironic smile to her lips. It was him, and her sister. Both pulling at her constantly, moreso as of late, to get her to do something. To take out the proverbial stick up her parents' rear ends and beat them with it. Meadow had chosen to play the long game instead, but she had failed to account for the agony it would cause to those who did care for her. "Though, it was a bit of a two folded statement. I'll also do my best for you... In whatever it is I can do. I still have to figure the specifics of that one out, give me some time." She could work on that potion, that much she was aware of. Perhaps she should seek out help, despite it being SPIDER exam year. The Flinders made a mental note of visiting the nurse's office when the break came to a close - it would be far too alarming to approach the Healing magic instructor instead. 'Baby steps.' "Thank you for shoving me back into reality lately. It was much needed."
  25. Jaws of Truth

    An eyebrow arched as Travis decided to throw in the usual quip that Meadow thought that, every time, she would be better off without hearing; despite the visible displeasure with the verbal slip (Was it a slip? She was quite positive that he did it on purpose at that point...) she opted not to argue it, her decision reinforced by him making light of the very same thing that had rustled her feathers just a bit. She could only sigh and defeat and let him go on. "Well, you're a part of that life, so doing the best for you as well is part of the job." The Flinders countered in her usual authoritarian manner of speech towards her best friend, although her tone betrayed her, underlining the care she felt for the teenager with its softness. It seemed that their combined efforts at humor helped alleviate the oppressive atmosphere of the topic somewhat, but she couldn't help the fact the very thought of losing the man before her made her heart quake in the worst of ways. "Regardless, whether I agree with what you're doing or not... I can see you're trying your best." She couldn't fault him for that. He was aware of his situation more than she could be, even after the intensely graphic description he had given her on request. Only Travis could truly know how Travis felt, and only he could know what he was best for him - it was her job to be there to provide support no matter what he did, and pray he didn't get himself killed. She couldn't relate to how it was like to be a Werewolf, in the same way he couldn't relate to how it was like being brought up in a blood supremacist household. "It's only fair if I promise to do the same on my end, I think."
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