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December, 2019 :: Summer

Keira Hammond

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  • Birthday 02/16/1992

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    Keira Shaylee Hammond
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    Chyler Leigh

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  1. Seasons of Change

    October had hit Melbourne like a truck. As the temperature started to get warmer, it indicated that magpie season was finally about to end - yet, it couldn't be soon enough. For a lowly Squib such as Keira there wasn't much to do in the way of avoiding the flying little devils past hope to all deities they wouldn't spot her and rely on sheer dumb luck to be able to whack one away without too great an injury to herself. She had a show to run, after all, and couldn't look like she had just gotten out of a ditch. 'Ah, those were the days.' Indeed, as it was with every other day of the week, it was time to work. Usually she would've gotten up so early that it was still dark out just so to catch all the newspapers she had to go through fresh out of the stand, but Shreya had found it to be a particularly fun idea to disrupt Keira's questionable sleeping schedule that night. The end result was it going completely out of whack and she woke up much later that she had intended, having to go far out of her way to be able to find the papers that had fewer print and had already sold out in the local stand. She came across a local café and decided to grab a tall cup full of it for the road. Her fingers impatiently tapped against the counter as she waited for it to be served, eyes looking around for anything interesting; first they found the TV that was broadcasting some assorted morning talk show she didn't care for. The sight alone caused her to roll her eyes in annoyance. As she did, she then spotted Haven - a familiar face, as she worked in The Mage. Keira dropped in every now and then to deliver her column and annoy Diana, and being well connected as she was, she knew exactly who that person was. 'Well, I guess I'm in fuck it mode with my schedule today already.' "Surprised you all are sticking to these parts instead of swarming Narrie." She made conversation once her coffee was served, sliding into a seat near the woman without bothering to ask for permission. "Did the editor already give up? I'unno, that whole activist bait just sounds like the stuff that really gets the money rolling." A disgusting tactic, as far as Keira was concerned, but she didn't see it as below what The Mage was capable of pulling. At least she kept in mind to keep a few key words out of her speech, given the Muggle environment.
  2. Feels weird to have a bedroom just for me instead of sleeping on the couch. Perks of moving everything out of my office I guess.

  3. Cold Reality

    While the reasoning behind her actions left a lot to be desired, there was something that Keira had been doing a lot the past few weeks - asking Evelyn for a room to stay in, she'd have her cousin Apparate her to Narragyambie once the Squib's show had finished being uploaded late Friday afternoon, and then she'd be returned to her home on Sunday night. Rogers the hamster was in good hands as Shreya cared for it (or so she hoped), leaving the political pundit free to explore the small town. She was more of a city person and couldn't understand why most of the magical people she knew had a severe bias towards Narragyambie. Was it the magical concentration in itself? As far as she knew Melbourne had a vibrant wizarding scene as well, which served to be all the more confusing. At least she did have things to do in the town - she spent time with the Parsons, paid Jo a visit, visited her children, cousins her little sister - all in the span of a day. As it drew to a close, she found herself with very little to do beyond walking back to the McCarthy manor and retire for the day. Strolling out of the path to the school proper and walking into the more bustling part of town, the commentator watched as people moved about during that early night. Perhaps she had misjudged the town - it proved to be fairly active despite the chilling cold, though she figured that would be because it wasn't dinner time just yet and shops were closing, prompting people to rush to them in hopes of getting whatever item they needed prior to them shutting their doors. She eventually came across a store that didn't seem to make any effort towards closing, or at least, not just yet. While Keira didn't walk in, she stood by the window, perusing the various artifacts and objects behind it with mild curiosity - as it turned out, it was a magical items shop. "Wish I could go 'what does this button do' on these..." She muttered to herself, lamenting the fact she couldn't use magic.
  4. The Mage doesn't want to run an article based on my book idea from the other day. Wusses.

    1. Diana Sharpe

      Diana Sharpe

      You're really digging into this anti-pureblood supremacist niche lately and I think they've noticed...

  5. I got an idea for a book.

    Pureblood Supremacists and You: Keeping Your House Safe From Voyeurism

  6. Shake the Spirit

    "Tell me about it." Keira grumbled under in agreement at Marcus' little quip, exhaling before ingesting some more sweet alcohol. While she managed to keep a roof over her head, there was no mistaking the fact true journalism was a dying art - either you got with the program or your legs were cut out from under you by the bigger fish. Most of the time it felt like they were traversing a mine field, and when it came to people like them, it was borderline impossible to open their mouths without causing one of the mines to go off nearby. "Still kicking, contrary to popular belief. My bad on that one." She answered Gemini's question as she set her half empty glass down on the coaster. Not minimally minding her making herself comfortable, the Squib lazily rested a forearm on the younger women's legs in acceptance of her fate while her other hand slowly spun her drink in place with the tip of its fingers. A smirk crossed the journalist's lips with her cousin's joke. "Oh, woe is me, I get to keep even more money in my overflowing bank account. Whatever should I do?" She joked in return as she impersonated the woman briefly, with a deadpanned tone. Questioned further, the half-Veela shrugged. "We were in the brainstorming process. Paintball, movies. I'm sure there are a million things out there that could be fun, but if you're gonna shoot some ideas, just make sure they don't get me killed." On occasion she couldn't help but be envious of the magic community. There were so very many things she could picture herself doing with its aid if she could employ the use of magic, and she often felt that the fact she couldn't got in the way of bonding with the vast majority of her family. Her half-assed attempt at diverting the conversation was soon crushed as Gemini brought up the very matter they were speaking of directly, tossing a bit of a thorn into the lightened up mood that had been so carefully assembled; she couldn't blame her one bit, nonetheless, as Keira could feel the anger bubble under the surface yet again as was customary with those of her kind. The fingers tightened around the glass ever so slightly; in the back of her mind she couldn't help thinking it was a good thing the woman wasn't particularly strong, or else they'd be dealing with a broken cup. "Jesus, it's just a kid..." As someone in the business, it made her stomach turn, although at the same time she knew it was too frequent a thing to do in that day and age. Keira wasn't a beacon of morality but even she knew nobody should mess with a child. "How's Gabby holding up, though? Been a while since I've last seen her." Hopefully she had already forgotten about that little confrontation and thought nothing of it.
  7. @Diana Sharpe gave me an idea yesterday. I'm taking a week off now and there's nothing anybody can do about it, perks of being self-employed!

    In my defense I haven't taken a break in like 5 years now or so.

    1. Diana Sharpe

      Diana Sharpe

      Are you trying to make me envious? You're succeeding :( 

  8. Shake the Spirit

    Keira grimaced with the pun - she had never been a big fan of them, and in the past few months she'd had more than an earful of them courtesy of another of her cousins, a particularly insufferable one at times; although, at that point, she was pretty positive Evelyn only did that to get under people's skins. When it came to the oldest Hammond of that generation, it really, really worked. Paintball was a suggestion that Keira heavily considered, head tilting in consideration as her mind wandered, half listening to Marcus half going off to her own little world. While the Squib wasn't particularly proficient in aiming or anything that went hand in hand with physical activity, she figured it would be her sister's cup of tea, given her career of choice - should she even agree to help, of course, but Keira didn't see any reason why she wouldn't. Having more people engaged in the activity in such a way would make for a fun time for everyone involved. As she was about to verbalize some sort of response, some movement caught her attention out the corner of her eye. "Speak of the devil." The political pundit muttered to Marcus instead, chuckling and taking a swig from her recently replenished beverage. When Gemini approached, Keira gave her a lone wave with her free hand as well as a smile of her own. "Not as much as my wallet after these rounds, I don't think. And hey, stranger." She replied to the woman prior to signaling the bartender taking her order. "This one's on me too." She wasn't doing too well financially, but she did have some money saved up; plus, if anything, it was a nice thing to do for the couple given what they were enduring. It wasn't like Keira was going to die due to an over-inflated bar tab one night.
  9. Shake the Spirit

    "Telling me what? I haven't heard a word." Keira joked in return. She then caught the nearby bartender's attention with a two finger wave, motioning for a refill. She didn't want to fall back into old liquid habits but the information was proving to be very hard to swallow, especially considering the pair were discussing someone whom had been traumatized and whom they deeply cared for. It didn't sit well with her for the situation to be swept under the rug, but Keira wasn't so unintelligent as to not understand every situation had its nuances. While she did advocate for justice in every single scenario on the face of the planet, the truth of the matter was that Gemini's mental well being was the priority, as well as Gabrielle's security. In a twisted way, it was probably for the best that Frankie Dean *didn't* come back - it likely would open a can of worms nobody in the know would like to bear witness to. "Sounds like something I can do. You think some sort of movie night would do the trick?" Keira wasn't too sure of what kind of genre Gemini preferred, and she herself was more partial to horror; it wasn't everyone's cup of tea, and she would likely have to ask people attending for help. "Mostly alcohol free, I promise. We can get our rocks off with ginger ale or something instead."
  10. I think it might be time to get my own actual studio 🤔

  11. Shake the Spirit

    How was it that Keira hadn't come across it? The half-Veela was left staggered by her own incompetence. It was her job to know what was going on around the world and to provide commentary on it - how had Frankie Dean's name gone completely under the radar? Was she not being thorough enough? The idea of not being capable at her own job upset her every bit as much as it did seeing her cousin betrayed in such a way. Her gaze fixated on the empty cup as she contemplated getting a refill. She opened her lips to speak for such a thing, but clung to the topic at hand instead reflexively. "I get it. Can't help but think that same crap over and over right now and I'm not even directly involved." From her years discussing politics she knew there were always two sides to every story; it was likely that the man left for no reason whatsoever. However, her sense of family and community made her invariably overprotective over Gemini and Gabby. "I don't really have much in the way of sources over in the States, but I'll keep an eye on it too." Perhaps a few of her online 'friends' over the years would be able to help her - all of them journalists. Not sources in themselves necessarily, but they had the tools to look into that sort of thing, especially if they lived wherever it was Frankie had popped up in. "I think I'll keep a lid on it anyway. You know, for family reasons." The Hammonds, in particular, were very protective of their kind. "The last thing she needs right now is overzealous folks breathing down her neck. You're doing good. If you need any help, let me know." Various things went through her head - dragging Shreya along for a movie night, taking care of Gabby so the pair could have a night out, making up an excuse for a family gathering, among other things. Distraction was something Keira had always been good at, and she'd do her best at it. As far as Keira was concerned, Frankie Dean was still dead and buried.
  12. Shake the Spirit

    "Important work...?" Keira trailed off in confusion, although not expecting a followup to her words of any sort, letting Marcus continue instead. Had Frankie Dean been involved in something shady, or governmental? What sort of action could possibly justify faking one's death in such an elaborate way, and leave one's family behind like nothing? Were they in danger if he had remained alive? Many other questions of all kinds sprouted in the woman's mind, but she knew there was no point in asking Marcus about it. His information was second hand at best. All they could do was look for incongruities in the available information and try to figure something out while waiting more of it to rain on their heads. It was something deeply unsettling for her, as she was not the type to just sit and wait for anything. If the man was well connected, it was likely that he could avoid extradition; if Gemini herself hadn't known of the fact, nor had Marcus, it made sense that Keira didn't either despite her job. It was something mostly kept under wraps, in that case. "I assume the story didn't blow up yet. Who's the reporter and what's he got to gain from keeping it under wraps?" Waiting for the right moment? Wanting to have leverage? Gag order? A number of possibilities came up but there wasn't enough information to go on. She was suspecting that her blood boiling was influencing her judgement as well, and made a conscious effort to stop herself from pursuing a destructive train of thought. She attempted to release at least a portion of her anger in a deep sigh, and proceeded to take another swig of the beverage in her glass - just like that, it was gone. How amusing was it that she had spent a solid half hour in that bar without even taking a sip, and it only took one story from Marcus for her to completely finish off her drink? "I can't even imagine what she's going through right now." If her ex-husband had pulled such a stunt instead of them pursuing a divorce she would likely have wanted to kill him with her own two hands, pacifism be damned. The possible agony was too great for her to picture in her mind. "Just... Let her breathe for a while. There's not much to do. This is stupid..."
  13. Why is it that I have to drop by Narrie in the one day literally everyone is busy with class or work? Ugh.

  14. Shake the Spirit

    "You're kidding." Keira spoke with initial skepticism at the idea that Frankie Dean was very much alive, denial over the information visible on her face. The man had left her cousin behind (she could even argue the woman was her own flesh and blood, even if Veela sisterhoods didn't exactly work that way) with a small child. Being a single mother herself, she couldn't begin to imagine Gemini's struggle as Keira had her ex-husband's presence in her children's education; to think a man would deliberately fake their own death and leave their offspring behind in such a way made her feel sick. Something that struck her as odd was the fact she wasn't privy to this new turn of events despite it directly affecting her family. It was difficult to juggle that with her quick-tempered nature, as she felt the need to find out where Mr. Dean was so to deck him swiftly in the face - pacifism notwithstanding. "I'm pretty sure faking your own death is illegal. That's fraud. You can just throw the book at him." Her tone had audibly changed to an upset one, even if it didn't raise in volume. Brows furrowed as she tried to comprehend the situation, as well as what Gemini was going through. Perhaps it was time to pay the woman a visit - it was quite jarring to realize Keira had been oblivious to the whole matter, and it was mostly her own fault as she tended to dive into work and avoid people in general. "...In any case... How's Gem holding up?" She hadn't exactly wanted her injection of energy to come through anger, but it was most certainly the quickest way to enliven a half-Veela.
  15. Shake the Spirit

    Perhaps good company would do the trick - or so was the response Keira obtained to her mental plea for help, in the form of Marcus Carsen joining her at the bar counter. The woman's gaze was torn from the television set at the sound of the Dhampir's voice, and they were then trained on him with vague curiosity before looking away to focus on the drink he had mentioned. She considered downing the entirety of it to request a refill, but there was so much liquid left in the cup that she limited herself to yet another sip instead. The bartender nodded at his request, and immediately worked on pouring the respective beverage. "I'll cover this one. Any other, you're on your own." She opted to say rather than immediately respond to his jest, though a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she did. The Muggle nodded at her request as he served the drink to Marcus. "Anyway. Let them. Maybe they'll also get the impression I'm having way more fun with it all than I actually do, not everything would be so bad." With a light cheers of her glass, she finally straightened her posture and took a larger swig of the alcohol. "How have you been, stranger? Any interesting tales to tell or are you just here to play drunk with me?" The half-Veela tossed the proverbial ball back on his court. It could be that a discussion among friends would be enough to revitalize her spirit.
Keira Shaylee Hammond
Radio/YouTube Political Commentator, Freelancer Squib Columnist 0
27 year old Squib Veela She/Her
Age  27
Date of Birth February 16th, 1992
Birthplace Melbourne, Australia
Year Level 0
Occupation Radio/YouTube Political Commentator, Freelancer Squib Columnist
Player  ✩ Kirupachi
Blood Status Squib
Species Veela
Pronouns She/Her
Patronus N/A
Wand N/A
Play-by Chyler Leigh

The University of Melbourne - Major in Politics and International Studies

  • Half-Veela (keeps it secret so not to betray her immediate family, doesn't care much for it otherwise);
  • Actually once had a 30% score in a math test;
  • Cannot deal with feelings at all, refusing to show pain in front of others and only breaking down when home alone (or with her sister only);
  • Despite her high horse, she's actually a hypocrite about many things;
  • Is horrified of being a bad parent to Michael and Jason and has a hard time connecting with them, despite loving them;
  • Her impulsive nature has gotten her into more trouble than she'd care to admit;
  • Has tried weed before, semi-regularly, during college;
  • Her children came from a loveless marriage and were partially a ploy to make it work.
General Knowledge
  • Hates her middle name with a passion;
  • Loves animals, especially small ones such as hamsters and bunnies, and has the habit of naming them after Marvel characters;
  • Can never truly escape the wizarding world: all family members are magical, her sons are wizards, her ex-husband is a pureblood. She feels like it's someone's way of laughing at her lack of power;
  • Very 'in your face' and doesn't let things go, having to come out on top in discussions;
  • Rather childish sense of humor;
  • Metalhead;
  • Huge nerd in general;
  • Once crashed her family's car;
  • Horror buff to an extreme;
  • Graduated college with honors;
  • Doesn't seem to have much of a filter nor know how to be polite;
  • Despite not being addicted to any substance, she's known to turn to a beer or a smoke when she feels particularly stressed out;
  • Workaholic, from the moment she wakes up to when she goes to sleep;
  • Has a sleep schedule way out of whack and it's not uncommon to see her exhausted.

The first thing to take notice of is that Keira can talk herself out of death row if she has to. A quick-thinker and having no filter whatsoever, she is known for methodically and coldly tearing down people with her words with no sense of mercy. She was always very good at the simple act of talking, so much so her whole career revolves around it.

She's a workaholic by nature - having a poor emotional understanding of herself, she opts to focus all her energy in being productive so to further her agenda as much as she can in one sitting and have it be a favor for tomorrow's Keira. It doesn't bore her at all but it stresses her a great deal, making her turn to less than healthy things to deal with it. It becomes a vicious cycle and she has to rely on her sister to intervene when it becomes too much, not knowing when to stop.

Her brilliance is often countered by her recklessness - she doesn't really care about the repercussions of saying something so much as saying the truth to her viewers, which has landed her in hot water numerous times due to her occasionally unpopular opinions, as well as provoking various political figures in the country. Her ambitions to unveil deception and corruption in the political system have earned praise, but usually come at a cost.

Her speech is mostly sarcastic - condescending, even, depending on the distaste she has regarding the person or topic she's discussing - but she always makes sure to describe her point well in between deliberately inflammatory quips.

Around people she likes on a personal level, however, it's a different story. She is more patient and caring over them, to the point of putting her show second if she has to. As an older sister she feels like her job is to protect her younger siblings from the world, and keep them from making the same horrendous mistakes she's made. Most of the time her conflict-worshiping nature dies down when with them and she lets herself relax and 'be a dork' in her own words. Not so much as of late, though...


Keira stands at 169 cm and isn't very fit at all, having a bit of a distaste for sports. Despite this her build is very slim and petite, and she seems to have a really hard time putting on any weight.

Her hair is brown, much like other Hammonds, cut at the shoulder level and straight. Her eyes are hazel and she occasionally requires reading glasses.

She overly relies on aviators, jeans, high boots and leather jackets for her wardrobe, or anything she deems 'cool'. Makeup is very rare, unless she's working - for on-camera work, she also wears suits more than anything else.

Despite not being magical, it's very obvious that the Veela blood running in her veins had quite the effect on her regardless.


People usually find her mostly unapproachable due to how blunt she is by nature, but if they bother sticking around, they'll quickly realize Keira means no harm - it's just her way of talking, and she isn't trying to push anyone away necessarily. Given the lack of a filter, it's likely that those who may qualify to befriend her need a thick skin to survive that little adventure.

She doesn't have many friends presently due to overworking herself to near death, but it's not too uncommon to catch her at a bar having a drink with one of the few she does have, or by herself - perhaps this is the best time to catch her and strike up a conversation.


Keira has more family than she bothers to keep track of, but for those whom she does know, she is overprotective about (if still incredibly blunt about things and not afraid to kick their ass). Of note would be the relationship she has with her siblings.

Shreya is her best friend and confidante, and somewhat of a work partner when it comes to the show. They live together. Despite them butting heads a lot of the time, it's obvious that they only do so for each other's benefit.

Despite having been Zeke's babysitter for a number of years, Keira leaving the house when the boy was ten left a lasting impact in their relationship. It slowly drifted away over the years up until Keira got a divorce, and despite her starting to give family more time ever since, things were never truly the same.

Samantha, the youngest, is someone whom Keira regrets abandoning when she left - the girl was only six. Only recently (after her own divorce) has Keira made an effort to stay in touch with the Bourke. While they're very much seen as complete opposites, this makes it so they have a strange chemistry with one another and became good friends very quickly.


She's not the type to take the concept of romantic relationships very seriously, and the negative feeling is exacerbated by the fact she's never been in a good one along with her being in a fake marriage for an extended period of time - this is not to say she's entirely capable of having one, it would just be more difficult to get her to be serious about it. Her feelings usually grow slowly over time as well, so while she's okay with casually dating, that sort of thing quickly bores her.

She's more open to flings though she's not exactly very present in these either: work first, fun second. That being said, one night stands and friends with benefits type arrangements are definitely an easier way to tackle her in that aspect.


Given her reputation, occupation and general demeanor, it's only natural that Keira has a full ocean's worth of enemies waiting to knock her down. She faces off against each and every single one of them defiantly, not being one to tolerate people trying to silence her, proverbially shouting at the top of her lungs until she's won. It's very difficult to shut her down in any way to a point it might grow into an annoyance, and thus becoming even more of an enemy than she was previously.

The story so far

Keira Shaylee Hammond is the first born to a whole new generation of Hammonds - three eventually followed. However, something unexpected happened - as she grew up, it was clear that the first Hammond of that generation was a Squib.

This set her apart from her siblings and isolated her in the household growing up. Since she didn't need magical education and could take care of herself and her own studies, her parents favored handling their younger children and having her serve as a pseudo-babysitter for them. She didn't mind the role, but this caused her to rebel against her parents in her early teenage years.

The once squeaky clean A+ student began skipping school, getting in with bad crowds, talking back to her parents and pretty much everyone else (except her siblings), and becoming an overall menace. No matter what her parents tried, they didn't seem to get through the teenager. The one who did was the sister closer in age, whom took it personally when Keira was verbally assaulting their parents.

This resulted in a very big argument, culminating with Keira in tears, openly admitting that she just wanted her parents to notice her doing something past getting good grades - that she didn't feel that she belonged in the family due to the lack of powers, and that her brain was the only thing they ever saw in her. This was not true and the sister made her realize this. From then on, Keira made an effort to consciously curb at least some of her mindset, and got closer to her sibling over time. Her effort was so great she wound up becoming the student council president in her high school.

This wound up having a very negative impact in Keira's life. Struggling to break free, she made a series of horrible decisions that would severely impact her life - she moved out of her home early, ending up pregnant very soon after, bearing the child of her best friend. Despite not loving him, she agreed to marry. After the shotgun wedding, they had another child, which didn't work to save their marriage. She then concluded her degree while her parents handled the children, and started working from sunrise to sundown.

Guilt-ridden and not wanting their children to grow up in a loveless household, she wound up getting a divorce on amicable terms. At that point, she was 25 years old, was divorced, and had two children to raise. Both parents elected to let them stay with the Hammonds as they had quite a bit of experience with the matter, while they focused on their jobs - to her surprise, her oldest sibling offered to move in so to help with rent and with setting up Keira's show. While she had most of the latter down and ready to go, she was strapped for cash, and thus reluctantly agreed to this suggestion.


2019 rolled by and Keira was as busy as ever, running around like a headless chicken after work despite her family and friends' many calls for a break; she did take a week off eventually, but went back to the grind almost immediately. Her target was to have enough revenue to rent out a studio outside her home.

Luck would strike (in more ways than one) once she became somewhat involved with Jo Estrada in a more physical standpoint - as their friendship progressed and the Auror needed to return to Narragyambie, she offered to rent out her studio apartment to Keira. Jumping on the offer on the spot, she was finally able to free up her own apartment's office to have more sleeping space as opposed to sleeping in the living room, as she had offered her own bedroom to her sister for the duration of her stay.

Things seem to be picking up as time goes on and Keira can afford to relax a bit, but perhaps not too much - while some things don't affect her directly, some old ghosts are starting to haunt her family and Keira's beating herself up over not catching up on such a thing sooner due to her obsession with covering politics.

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