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Iris Glauert

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About Iris Glauert

  • Birthday 04/29/2002

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  1. Complete Where the Breeze Blows

    Iris was humming to herself, as per usual, as she made her way toward class. Long gone were the wide-brimmed sun hats and in their place was a scarf and a warm school jacket, her hair blowing with the wind as it circulated through the area. She couldn't help but wonder why they wouldn't be in the classroom today, but it was soon explained by the professor that they were harnessing air today, and since it was already windy.. made more sense to be outside, she supposed. What she didn't like, however, was the word 'intensive'. She didn't want more intensive classes, they were doing just fine before, particularly since they were starting with an entirely new element. She swallowed, feet shuffling in the dirt nervously as she lowered her head. This was going to be a disaster.
  2. Give an answer, ask a question!

    Just... say "Hello!" I assume it's a friend or family right? They'll want to see you too! Give 'em a big old hug! Or do secret handshake or something. Just whatever you used to do. The more you think on it the more awkward you're going to be about it and the weirder it is for everyone. What country would you most like to visit? I'm always looking to add ideas to my book!
  3. Invite As Ghosts Fade By

    He was smiling. That was always a good sign, and she'd take it! She smiled at him with a small "Thank you,"as he helped her gather all the books. She gave a small giggle as he bat at the brim of her hand, causing it to move slightly more forward. Her hands reached up, adjusting it back. She giggled as he made a face and a grabbed his tie, acting like he was hanging himself with it. Reaching over, the small blonde placed a hand on his arm. "But it looks so good on you!" She hoped the words would be some small comfort. She made herself comfortable on the grass, giving a small wiggle as she crossed her legs, hands grabbing her feet as she did so. A softer smile made its way to her face as another giggle erupted as he explained his mishaps with books. "Aha! Must be a Flinders thing, then!" She could only imagine what it must be like to wake up with books on top, underneath, and on every side of you. It was a funny image, that much was certain. "That must be so uncomfortable though! Does it ever wake you up? Or is it just waking up in the morning and turning and going THAT'S WHY MY BACK HURTS! ?" Iris listened, a frown and a look of concern worming their way onto her face, erasing the bright, sunny smiles she'd previously held. "...Oh." Those..weren't good things to be thinking about at all. It sounded like a lot of pain. A lot of confusion. Something about his mom, and Matt, it sounded very vaguely familiar. Like there was some story she'd heard, or heard around, before, but she couldn't dredge it up. She didn't have the memory for those sorts of things. Lei was a new name. Wait no. She'd heard that somewhere too--very recently. Where....? She shook her head slightly. No use. Things that weren't frequent simply didn't stick for her. Instead she reached over, wrapping her arms around Aiden. He looked like he really needed a hug to her. "I don't think you're cursed. I think...bad things happen to everyone. But.... also that if a lot of very bad stuff is happening to you, maybe it's... for some kind of reason, you know? Like...preparing you, and keeping you humble. They say the best people have the worst troubles. Maybe there will be someone who needs you, but like... you aren't in a place where you can handle that yet. So you gotta work to get there."
  4. DADA Term 2, Disarming & Boggarts

    Iris Glauert
    Iris liked this class, even if she wasn't necessarily stellar at it. She was excited when she walked in, still having to constantly check herself to keep from touching the dog, and waved happily at Caitlin, Cass, and Alex. She noticed the brunette from the party was sitting with the group, but she'd long since forgotten her name. Oh well. She then moved to find where she wanted to plant herself, waiting for others to arrive. Then it was story time. She already knew of the marriage, of course, but she was still so excited over it. "Isn't it just amazing!~ They're so cute." She found their strong love to be like a beacon for other people, like look what you can find if you only open your eyes. She hummed to herself and tapped her foot, shrugging. She hadn't really done much herself. Hung out with her family, worked in the studio a lot. Not something she was terribly willing to share with the class. Her music was still a very personal, touchy subject for her that only a very select few were allowed to be in the know of. And by few, she meant two. Exactly two. And only one was in the room.
  5. Complete The Way Wet Works [April 18th, 2018]

    Iris made her way to the classroom, the one that was odd, and seldom ever seated in a way that made sense to her student brain, but did still speak to her artistic side. She was humming as she entered the room, unaware of much anything else that was going on. When she opened her eyes and caught the water display from her peripherals, she froze in place, jaw dropping and hanging open as she stared in wonder. "Gnome toes!" She said in an exclaimed whisper. Now that was something. She never ended up taking a seat, and the professor's words went absolutely, entirely over her head as her eyes made the slow journey from one point to the other, following the flow of water, out to see it all at once, and back through it over and over again. It was magnificent! Why couldn't more teachers have things like this in their classrooms?
  6. Class Care of Magical Creatures - Segment 2

    Iris walked onto campus that morning and was greeted by a puma. At first she was startled, screamed even, before she realized it was white, wispy, as if it were like a ghost or some bit of magic. It wasn't wholly, physically there at all. Then it spoke, and out of it came her professor's voice. She pressed a hand over her racing heart as she drew in deep breaths, trying to calm herself from the initial panic. Class would be somewhere else today. Right. She nodded as she watched it leave, then blinked. That was.... something. When the blonde arrived in class later [she'd actually initially forgotten and showed up at the wrong place, and had to run to the other], she took notice that Alic did not look any better than last she'd seen him. She gave an apologetic smile to the professor as she sat at the table, still panting from the run. Poor thing. Could the healers do nothing better for him right now? Then again, hippogriffs were tough creatures, and rounding them back up had not been....entirely pleasant.
  7. Invite As Ghosts Fade By

    "Um. Not much?" he wheezed. Well, that was never a good sign. She bit her lip as she stared at him, trying to collect her books so they at least were laying on the grass instead of....his body. That would help, right? It certainly wasn't going to be the opposite. The boy wasn't her bedroom floor after all, or her desk, or bed, or....any inanimate surface at home that she often dropped, tossed, or otherwise left her things upon. She smiled as his voice started to sound more normal and he sat up, and she clapped her hands together excitedly. "Ooh, thinking! I love thinking. Are they fantastic things or homework things or future things or...." She let herself trail off. "things" had a million and one different categories and she could have spent hours listing them all off. She was aware of that, and she thought it better to give him a chance. He quickly distracted her away from that thought, however. "Oh, just going for a walk, enjoying the fall. I was thinking how nice it would be once I didn't need to wear a hat anymore! Not that I don't love hats, they're pretty cute, but it gets tiring doing it every day." He asked if she was okay and her hands pressed over her heart as she smiled, then laid a hand upon his arm. "Oh, I'm fine. I do this a lot. But thank you! Are you okay? I don't imagine you have books raining on you all the time."
  8. Invite As Ghosts Fade By

    The summer was over, and fall was swinging in, for which Iris was thankful. Her skin never did well in the blazing sun, and she wasn't having to constantly lather up the sunscreen to keep from burning. She could go longer stretches between applications, and it was certainly a relief. Soon she wouldn't need her hats at all and she could truly enjoy the weather. Not that she lacked in enjoying it now, as she moved through the centre courtyard. No, it was lovely out, not that awful, blazing heat that made her want to retreat beneath a fan. She looked up at the sky as she walked, humming to herself. She should have known better, to have learned by this point she was a clumsy girl and to pay attention where she was walking to, but she didn't. She'd not bothered to check at all. That was how it happened. How she had suddenly fallen over, books flying into the air and landing around [and on] her with thuds as she found herself lying in the grass, as well as on top of somebody. With a groan of pain, she slowly pushed herself up. Her apology was quickly forgotten as she sat on her legs and looked at the poor thing she'd tripped over. "Oh hey Aiden! What are you doing out here?"
  9. Event Midnight Pumpkins

    When Iris caught word about a midnight feast of sorts, she was more than happy to find some excuse to stay overnight at the school, and had it okayed with her parents. She wans't about to miss out on something just because she usually boarded at home. She used the excuse of a project, which she did have one, to stay, and when the late hour rung in, she hopped out of her bed and tiptoed her way out of the dormitory, although not without tripping over a chair first. She soon found herself at the great hall, eyes looking all around and taking in some familiar faces and some new ones. The tiny blonde ran over to Cass and wrapped her arms around her in a hug of hello, excited to see the redhead, before taking a seat next to her. "You're always in the middle of these things, aren't you?" she asked with a laugh, catching a glimpse of food out of the corner of her eye. "Ooooooo that looks yummy!" she said, all but bouncing in her seat. Yes, this was going to be awesome!
  10. Midnight Feast

    Iris Glauert
    Iris wants to come om nom nom!
  11. Complete what they say

    She grinned. "One of these days we need to sit down and you need to tell me all of these. I bet they're spectacular!' She'd need a new notebook probably. Merlin's beard! She always loved an excuse to buy another one to write in, new covers with new designs and color pallettes. As he gave an idea of where to put one she pointed at him as her mouth parted. "That's the best idea! Do it!" She stuck out her tongue at him and nodded. "However you wanna look is up to you! So whatever that style is, go for it--oh, as long as clothes are definitely involved. I don't want to give my parents a heart attack." she giggled as he explained it. "That sounds blamtastic." She jumped off the rock and hopped up and down. "Well, even if you can't, it's still way cool you're meeting someone! Either way I wanna know what goes on, okay? Don't leave me hanging here on my own. Well, I mean, you could, but I'd prefer not." After all, it wasn't like they were best friends or anything. He said he needed to go and she nodded. "That's cool! Your nephew definitely needs quality Alex time, right?" He said talking it over and lunch and she nodded. "Yes! Do that! Uh..." where did she even usually eat lunch? She wasn't sure. "Listen...for the violin. Yeah. That's a good way to find me. And I'd love to meet them." She dipped in a small curtsey and waved. "Next time then! Byyyyeee!" And she darted off toward home.
  12. Invite be that girl

    "Why, smile of course!" she said with a big grin. She was an elegant sort of beautiful, more so when those lips curled upward. "Maybe you already do, first meeting and all I wouldn't really know." she laughed light-heartedly as she rubbed the back of her head with her hand. As Siwan explained, Iris' lips formed an o shape as she nodded. "Ooohhhhh, okay. Relative. That's really neat! I"m glad he won't mind either, I'm so terribad." She nodded, smiling curiously. "I never thought that there would be different classes at different schools? What do we have here that you didn't before?" She was dying to know, to learn, to absorb the information. "I wand to do everything, too. I'm trying a process of elimination deal. Whatever doesn't take or I don't like this year, I can switch out for something new next year." "Oh? Well, that makes sense." It WAS an extensive country. "So what places are of particular interest? Anyting really touch your heart and soul and spark that inner child in your imagination land?"
  13. Complete what they say

    She giggled, nodding her head. "Yeah, I'll just have to get that info from home. But soon! Promise!" She was excited to have a friend attending. Maybe he'd have a pointer on something? While classical and other types of music were vastly different, any advice was still advice, and she wanted to see herself from someone else's point of view. "Merlin's sparkly stars," she repeated with another giggle. "That's a fantastic one I love it! I should write that do--oh!" She dug into her school bag, pulling out a marker and began writing the words on the back of her hand. Maybe later she'd look down at it, see it, and write it in one of her many, many composition notebooks. It was something wonderful to hear what went through another musician's head, the worries, the doubts and fears. She didn't have half of that to worry about [normally]. And at other times? She was just goofing off with a best friend, being silly with a camcorder. There was nothing to fear when it came to that. Just life between friends. She held out her hand, formed in a fist as she offered it up. "That's right! Try everything once. Otherwise you'll never know what you do and don't like." Her nose wrinkled as she grinned. "I thought you would! It's really cool. Takes up most of the basement. Parents are all about keeping up with that--careers and all. They can record and everything. I love hanging out in there." Her mouth fell wide open as mentioned meeting a celebrity. He..."What?!" she said in absolute astonishment.
  14. Defence Against the Dark Arts, Term 1

    Iris Glauert
    Iris was not terribly enthused by the seating. While it was new and fun looking, the second row, the row she always sat in, no longer existed. Well, it did, but instead of being not hte middle but toward the front, it was now directly the middle. She sighed, her spirits lifting the second she saw a dog. "Oh, puppy!" she all but shouted as she ran over to look at it. "Awwww your'e so cute!" she said, reaching to pet hte animal. Seeing a familiar head of black hair she stopped mid-reach and shot up, hurrying over to claim a seat next to Siwan. "Hey again!" she said with a giggle, noticing that her friend kept a notebook and pen. ...Oh right. She looked around, spying the desks where some of the others were dropping her things. She still had her bag. "Oh well," she said with a shrug, stuffing her own beneath her chair. She was glad for all the introductions because she was so horrible at names. It gave her a refresher on the girl next to her's, and even Alex's, along with everyone else's. Now it wasn't just Crazy Blue or Red Lass or Adventurer. After Siwan, Iris stood up and waved, the smile on her face soon disappearing as she realized people were watching her. She swallowed, ees turning to stare at the podium itself. "I'm Iris and...I like to design outfits." She swallowed again. That part was always easiest. Her hands fidgeted with her dress as she coninued on, her voice gradually decreasing in volume. "I want us all to be able to work together and to better my own skills. Uh... Um..." Her eyes lifted up to the blackboard. "Right. Well, aren't there just. ...dark spells? So I guess that's what makes a dark art. There's good spells and dark ones and inbetween ones."
  15. Event Great Festive Hall

    Iris made her way toward the great hall, excited over the party that had been announced, cancelled, then moved to this day. She was also stoked that it was also no longer something secret, but something that included the staff as well. They worked hard, they needed a break, too! Her hair bounced around her form as she walked quickly, violin case in her hand. She looked around, spinning in a slow circle as she walked into the room to take everything in. She saw the streamers and ran over to them to check them out, only to be tickled in the process. She began giggling and moved away from them. So this was the work of Alex and Cass, huh? "Hey you two! Everything looks amazing!" she said excitedly as she waved at the familiar older students. She spotted Professor Eron and gave him a wave as well as she continued checking out the room. She took in the stage set up and smiled, nodding, then turned back around to see students and teachers alike slowly making their way in, some on time, others would come as the minutes [or even hours!] clocked by. She did a little happy dance where she stood, and spotted the refreshments. "Merlin yes!" she said as she zoomed over, picking up a mini corndog and shoving it in her mouth. Her eye twitched and closed as she enjoyed it.
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