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About Siwan Llewellyn

  • Birthday 06/17/2001

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  1. Snowdrops Keep Falling on My Head (Feb 27 2018)

    Why this girl was upset over a broken bottle, she wasnt sure. Around here, empty bottles were easy to come by. Still she was upset and that was the main concern. Siwan didn't notice the little figurine still on the floor and she heard the inflection in her words. The soft cursing she had heard among her peers. She knew that language, and heard how awkward the english sounded from her mouth. "If it helps, I do speak some French actually. And you're welcome." Siwan smiled gently, but that faltered when she felt the small flecks of cold on her cheeks. She glanced up at the clouds bubbling and ballooning out to fill the space. "Ah um... Not exactly? I might have something in my notes, but those are in my dorm. What charm was used for this?" Truthfully, the coolness was a welcome change, and made her miss her previous home. *Hey I don't actually know any french and I know google translate is not super reliable... lets pretend that Siwan is speaking French, mkay?*
  2. Give an answer, ask a question!

    Japan has always been a favorite place of mine, but I also lived there for a while. I think I would really like to go back and explore Spain more. How do you admit to your dad that after very purposely avoiding anything that could lead you down the healthcare path, that its actually something yuo might want to do?
  3. It's really nice to know that my sweaters won't collect dust here. Being cozy is number one priority. 

  4. Class Choose Wisely

    Siwan Llewellyn
    Siwan was quiet in the morning. More so than she usually was. Her voice was hoarse and soft if she tried to speak before she was properly awake and had finished a cup of tea. She flipped through her previous class notes as she ate her breakfast listening to the soft buzz of sleepy students talking before running off to class lest she be late. She had already started pulling out her books before she caught that there was a closed book test today. Her heart sank a little and she sadly put her books away and set up her potions kit instead. She lit the fire beneath the cauldron and approached the front to retrieve the base ingredient. For a moment, she hovered over the chardonnay, and would have continued had her slowly moving morning mind not decided to finally pick up speed. "No no.... this one." She retrieved the octopus ink and returned to her desk to rummage for more ingredients.
  5. Class Health and Healing 01

    So call it her propensity for order and precision, or the fact that her father had previously been the professor of this class, and so, Siwan was used to his teaching style, either way, the change in staffing left a sour taste in her mouth. She did try to stay positive though. Surely the newly appointed professor was competent. She was used to seeing professors taking what little time they could between the classes to catch up on work, or perhaps some personal time, so she was not at all surprised by the casual attitude prior to the start of class. As usual, she unpacked her books, pulled out a notebook and pencil to be placed neatly on the desk. The first thing that set her on edge was the food and drink, aside from water, in a healing classroom. It was only the first day of class, but this introduced an entirely new level of contamination in a place that was meant to be hospital like. She waited politely, rubbing her fingers together under the desk, nervous about what she was going to say. "I'm Siwan." She paused. She knew the students, and they should know of her at least. No need to run though the usual introductions. "Actually, professor," it felt not quite right to be addressing him as such. "I was hoping that you had a syllabus available. Most professors here have them available at the front of the class, or somewhere convenient, if they weren't sent out ahead of time. Or are we to continue with the previous professors lesson plans?" She had already started to shuffle through papers to find the sylabus that her father had previously made.
  6. Class Cheery Charms (March 5th '18)

    Siwan Llewellyn
    "There are a couple variations on the same spell with very similar results. The differences lie in the minute wand movements paired with the incantation." Siwan settled down at her desk carefully observing the shrunken head that the teacher had held up. "Erm, the records are unclear, but it was often used to help with what is known as Seasonal Affective Disorder during the winter months, and early in its use, during court performances." As Frank was passed around, she held her Cherry wand lightly, refamiliarizing herself with the movements that produced the best effect for her. She carefully set Frank on the table in front of her and breathed out and lifted her wand, and with a delicate waggle and a flick upward "exhilaro" There was a lovely glimmer from the tip of her wand as the spell was cast, and she was expectantly waiting or Frank to speak.
  7. Potions Class - Term 1

    Siwan Llewellyn
    Siwan slipped in just before she would have been late. She had lingered in her previous class too long, rewriting some notes before the board was cleared. She sat down in time though, to see the flames and the cauldrons flare up. "Im interested to see how the modification and adjustment of ingredients and preparation methods change the effectiveness of the potion." She had always enjoyed changing little things about her casting, but there had always been very little room for her to adjust when making potions. Any deviance has been a mark off of her grade, but if there was room left for her to adjust, then that was always good.
  8. Defence Against the Dark Arts, Term 1

    Siwan Llewellyn
    The lack of desks made her somewhat nervous. Desks and note taking were comfortable, and even though she was assured that books and notes were nto needed, Siwan still had a notebook and pencil in her lap. "Hello, I'm Siwan. That's just fine by me. And it's okay if you cant pronounce my last name, it's Welsh." She paused to look at the teacher with a slightly apologetic smile. "Erm... I speak 6 languages. Three of them fluently, and the other three to varying degrees of fluency." She swallowed now nervously, glancing around, and pausing to look at the girl called Morgan with her service dog sitting beside her. "I agree with Morgan. The casters intent heavily influences whether an act of magic is ark or not. Some spells are inherently 'dark' in their creation and casting. But once again, a hovering charm can be used to cause harm, As Morgan said." She had a tendency to ramble on when she was nervous, but it was all in an attempt to keep conversation flowing so that others did not feel uncomfortable.
  9. Class In the Garden...

    Siwan Llewellyn
    She was late, and that would not stand. But, there was nothing to do about it now than to show up anyways and hope that her professor would be understanding. After all, this was a new school to Siwan, and when she showed up to the designated classroom, no one was there. But there was a note hanging on the door. She quickly consulted a rudimentary map she had drawn for herself, and made her way towards the central grounds. After the shifting staircases and trick doors of Hogwarts, this was easy, but it would take a couple of weeks before she could find her way around. She had made a habit of applying sunscreen before she left her room in the morning now, and going outside without a hat made her shudder. Her skin was very fair after all, and the wide brim on her sunhat offered full shade for her face and neck. Even though she saw other students had removed their hats int he shade of the tree, Siwan did not remove hers as she approached. "I am so sorry about this! I'm not usually late." She said to the professor. "I'm Siwan Llewellyn." She took a seat and glanced at what her classmates were working on and was brought up to speed and quickly copied notes that she would transcribe into a more legible form later. She was well versed in the Fair Folk, and watched happily as her classmates conversed with the pods (which she was unfamiliar with only because they were not easily procured in Scotland), waiting for her turn.
  10. Snowdrops Keep Falling on My Head (Feb 27 2018)

    She was not one for games. Well, at least not the sorts that seemed to take up the majority of space in this room. The felted pool table didn't hold her interest. What she preferred was the selection of board games. Some simple, meant to help pass the time. Others far more complicated and strategic. The problem though was that she had no one to play these games with. So she sat at one of the tables that had a lacquered top that covered up and filled in carved names and doodles from students past. She looked at them over the top edge of her book and wondered quietly if she could etch in her own name into the table somewhere. Leave her mark on the school so that perhaps she would feel more at home here. One of her housemates passed through and offered to play a game of cards, and she happily set aside her book until they had to leave. Siwan was considering heading back to her room at that point. She packed up her book, and lifted her bag onto her shoulder and turned towards the door in time to see her housemate bumping someone shoulder. There was no time for them to apologize before a wand was whipped out. Siwan in turned pulled out hers to quickly disarm, however, there was no need. The girl who had planned to attack was distraught. Upset over something that had broken on the ground. "Hey, its gonna be okay. Look, it can be repaired." She tapped the shards of glass to reform them, nto knowign that what was important about the bottle was already released tot he greater area of the room.
  11. Invite be that girl

    "Do what" She looked confused. Unsure of what Iris was talking about, nto realizing that the self soothing habit of playing with her hair could be considered cute. "Well, it's Welsh. I don't have issues with it because it's my last name too. He's not bothered if people mess up though. We know its a difficult name." She honestly wasn't sure how long he would stay teaching. Her father was definitely not content to stay in one place, or perhaps he was not content with monotony. She thought that maybe that was why he preferred hospitals, and he was qualified for both magical and muggle. She was indeed proud of that fact. "I've maxed out my slots, but I still feel like I need more. Theres a few more options here than what was available at Hogwarts and I just want to do everything." Taking a gap year had become more and more appealing as she got closer to graduation. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do with her time after school. She had no one passion that stood out, and so, the idea of traveling stuck with her, whether it was out of habit or uncertainty for her future. "Yeah, it wouldn't be the entire country."
  12. Complete So you want to be Johnny Storm

    The lack of a traditional arrangement alarmed her. She understood that Tally wasn't the typical school, and while there was structure, it seemed that the teachers were far more atypical. it was refreshing, in most cases. The fact that the professor, of Elemental Magic no less, called himself Sparkly had Siwan sitting wide-eyed at her desk, nervously ruffling he paged of her notebook with one hand, and twirling her pen in the other. She listened as people from here and there spoke up, whenever they felt they had the opportunity, or enough courage. "Hello- erm, Hi" she cleared her throat and spoke a little louder. "I'm Siwan Llewellyn. I just moved here this summer. I er... Well I suppose I prefer water the best. It flows and adapts, but it persists."
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  14. Invite be that girl

    "I've, definitely done that. It's not bad. There are several places that locals are just as excited to try and speak english with you. So don't worry." Siwan smiled and tucked some hair behind her ear. This is how friends happen, she thought happily. "Just a different way in making that sound. If you're taking Health and Healing, you're going to have a fun time with the professors name." She could definitely go on and on about the differences in the way that certain sounds were made. How subtle they were, but how big of an impact it made, depending on the language that one was speaking. "That sounds amazing," she said softly. "You should do that, and not like, a some day but really its probably never going to happen so I'll just think about it." She studied Iris for a moment. "You're what, fifth, year, sixth? you could go in the summer between here and Uni maybe? I haven't told my dad, but I do eventually want to take a trip on my own, or maybe with some friends. Go to America perhaps."
  15. TallyQ (4 January 2018)

    Siwan Llewellyn
    Name: Siwan LLewellyn Year: 6th House: Flinders Interest: Oh, wow so there was never anything like this at Hogwarts really. But, I don't even know if I can articulate why, but I just, this feels like its something I should do? Maybe it will help me figure things out?