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  1. Invite Not Everything Stays There [April 7th-9th 2018]

    This trip had been one that started out as a partial joke after their first night of taking their physical relationship several steps forward. Though in light of it all they had agreed it was a pretty swell idea as long as they had the time and finances to make sure that it was possible for them to have a bit of fun with it but that had been on top of not letting people know where they were -actually- going. Limiting the amount of nosy busy bodies had been one reason for it the other being that, personally, he just wanted the time to spend with Cassandra without one drama filled event after another, if it hadn't been one of his friendship issues causing a bit of weight for the couple it was dealing with either his families secret talent for having just 'The most' drama possible or her own dealings with a darker past that seems to nip at both of their heels, little did they know just how much. Alexander at least left a few friends and all of his family enough information to know that he and Cass were heading out for a little couples vacation and with the months he had been having and those that knew even more depth about everything that surrounded him, could they blame him for wanting a moment to center his mind and strengthen himself? An excuse just to have fun and rock out with his- well, you know, out. They found themselves in Las Vega all the way in America after taking some time to get their passports in order and then taking a plane since using magic for such a long distance was just dangerous and foolhardy, at least conventional magic. The plane ride was pretty lengthy and they had to jump a few airports before getting to Nevada but at last they had found their way to the City of Sin. Quite the moniker for a city to hold amongst majority of the world's populace but if one were to see the tourist trap that had been setup to fully encompass this very idea it would hardly be a reason to wonder the 'why'. With a big slung over his shoulder and his hair actually drawn back into a ponytail for better ease of sight for everything in front of him his eyes shifted towards Cassandra with a mischievous grin that had a hidden fondness stitched on the inside of his eyes. "So, the plan! We find the hotel and then hope those 'Id's' of ours can stand up to scrutiny or at least a bit of ignorance on securities part, right?" That's right, these two younglings had decided to get fake identifications made to make sure that they could access the full breadth of what they wanted to do in this city with so much entertainment and craziness. They were probably asking for much more trouble than they would ever have thought but what was a bit of fun without the dragon by the cave guarding its juicy hoard?
  2. Invite The Things We Say & Do [13th May]

    Cate had been gone for a week, and while it might have helped her sleep easier if she went to the house in Narrie, Cass didn't like being there on her own. Nor did she like making Alex go back and forth all during the week. And so they'd stayed there on the weekend, and come back to the school to sleep in their own dorms on Sunday night. And, like clockwork these days, Cassandra had woken up feeling awful. She didn't know what it was about staying here overnight that was affecting her sleep, but she knew she wasn't looking forward to the rest of today's classes. Alex was in something right now, that she didn't take this year too, so that left her to her own devices. And her thoughts. Her physical health wasn't the only think bothering Cass either. She knew there was something that the people closest to her weren't telling her, but they dodged around any potential inquiry she might make and it was leaving her just a bit frustrated, as well as concerned. So it was that she would spend those moments she had alone thinking and wondering and feeling as though she might burst. It didn't help that there were still the odd few snide people around the school, who were happy to poke fun at her and Alex's decision. In fact, as the redhead sat beneath a tree with her back against the trunk - for some reason she didn't feel like being near the metal benches lately either, maybe some weird phase - she could overhear a gossiping pair who had cast looks her way before speaking quietly, but not at all quietly enough for her to not overhear. "I bet she's pregnant." "Oh my Merlin, you're probably right. Think she did it on purpose?" "Maybe. I mean Alex could do so much better, but now he's stuck with her." Cass didn't want to care, in fact the first few weeks back at school she hadn't. But already feeling as awful as she did, she didn't even have the energy to call them out on being a pair of jealous bitches, and so instead she simply closed her eyes and brought her knees up to her chin as one hand searched her pocket for her phone and headset.
  3. Lily's Lovelies

    Lily's Characters Always up for plotties and connections and threads, post below with ideas! Jez 25(?) | Actress, Princess, and Supermum | Melbourne Jez would be recognisable from her former role in Neighbours as well as a few movies, though more commonly known around Narrie as the eldest of Stu's brood of Blair kids. She's certainly gained a small brood of her own so far. She's happy-go-lucky and loves her family and making friends. Could use: friends, stalkers fans, other mums, family members (I have a Blair family tree, ask if you want to see it!), rivals, and well... any other plot ideas. Auds 25 | The Headmaster's Not-Wife (the one who really organises Tally) | Narragyambie This British-born gal came over to Narrie around 7 or so years ago, and has won the hearts of a lot of its residents since, especially in the past few years, during which she has kept the Headmaster of Tally more organised than he's ever been, not to mention she is known for throwing the best parties in town. Not surprisingly, she spends so much time organising Alan, that she doesn't go out partying or clubbing nearly as much as she used to, but she seems oddly content. Could use: friends, troublemakers, guys who're terrible choices for dating, awkward buddies, people who love fun, people who like to take advantage of others. Arti 22 | Musician & Artist | Melbourne She's been touring Europe for the past couple of years or so, but prior to that Arti was the solemn girl in Tally with the French accent, who ended up being abused by her father and was adopted by the former Deputy Headmaster and his wife. Recent years, she's come into her own as an accomplished artist, and is in the process of helping a friend set up a gallery while she works out what she would like to do next. Could use: friends, an art gallery partner, the musically or art inclined, troublemakers, a traumatic ghost from her past (ask for details if interested), and so on. Rosie 257 (license says 34) | Doctor/Healer, Non-human Support Networker | Narragyambie Rosie has settled into life in the country town over the past few years or so, and has been a reliable local doctor, as well as on call for St Ringo's. In between work, she tends to travel a bit, studying strange and obscure medical conditions. She's still hurting about the loss of her daughter, which makes her very protective of her remaining family, and she is dedicated to her support group for non-humans and making sure the same doesn't happen to others. Could use: friends, patients, other non-humans for the support network, blasts from the past, perhaps a dangerous person who doesn't like non-humans. Stu 51 | Federal Minister of Magic, Co-owner of The Drunken Roo | Narragyambie and Melbourne Since all his children have grown up and moved out of home, Stuart tends to work a lot more, so that he doesn't end up with too much time up his sleeve to wallow in the misfortunes of recent years. He also tends to concentrate more on other peoples' problems and currently provides support for his two best friends, Alan and Kate. He's been diagnosed with depression, which he keeps to himself, not wanting to worry people, and seems to have given up on the idea of dating or relationships. Could use: friends and drinking buddies, people with young kids (for when he's babysitting his grandkids), Ministry folk, a line of swooning women, old rivals (or boyfriends that he's pissed off just by being him), teens in the sports that he coaches (cricket, basketball, AFL), or people who may know his mother who manages a reserve for endangered wildlife and magical creatures (that is now owned under her son's name). Cait 36 | Counselor, DADA Professor, Psychologist, Profiler, Author | Narragyambie and Melbourne This lady's had a pretty difficult life when it comes to the people she cares about, having lost most of her family while a teenager, when things were beginning to go down at Hogwarts, living through the battle itself, and then losing her brother some years later as well, becoming the guardian of her niece. Not that anyone in her new home would know much of that, only that she's worked with the Ministry in the UK and is a bestselling author. She's friendly if perhaps a little quiet, will help someone if they look like they need it, and tends to mother younger people a bit. Could use: friends, colleagues, awkward encounters, probably to be dragged out to have fun every now and then. Cass 18 | Seventh Year student (2018), Junior Dance Instructor | Narragyambie Being the niece and charge of her aunt, she naturally had to move to Australia with her (of course, being in danger back home was another good reason to move). She's seen her own fair share of tragedy, but tries to concentrate on the positives in life, as well as the fact that she intends to be someone who will help others, like her aunt has done for years. Flirty, boisterous, fun-loving and good-natured, she tends to brighten a room when she walks in. Could use: friends, partners in mischief, victims of her wiles, bullies to antagonise, someone who really gets her. Gem 22 | VMU Student, Performer | Melbourne A single mum with an attitude, it generally depends on what the other person around her is like as to whether said 'tude is good or bad. She's pretty easy going and free-spirited, feeling like stress is for people who don't know how to enjoy what they have. She faces her problems head on and pretty bluntly. Though despite her generally relaxed nature, she has a scorching temper if someone presses the wrong button. Could use: friends, past flings, band mates (see wanteds), other mums to chill with, fellow VMU students, people who enjoy some good music.
  4. Complete Our Night of Bliss

    This day had started out as one naturally stressful because of the impending loss of his Father but one thing that Alexander had never counted on back at the hospital had been the arrival of Lillian. Mother of mystique and random appearance, an ever watchful hand who manipulated his life like a chess piece. On top of that? It had also seemed another major hand had been in place and for a much longer time than his Mother had ever been involved. How was he supposed to feel about that kind of revelation? That the one his sister had hated, who had treated her horribly, ironically? Was his own savior. That was a lot more information and pieces to the puzzles than he had expected to ever be revealed in the current state of things and yet there it stood much like a clear picture. Purpose, this was a word that lingered in his mind even as the weight of accepting death hung over his head like a guillotine next to it. At any moment it felt like the blade could drop and unearth so much more within that had been kept tight lipped ever since the departure of his Mother. Cassandra had taken the lead of apparating the both of them to her house, her bedroom. He had gotten used to the transporting spell even though he couldn't risk using it himself, Merlin's beard, just imagine if he did and his magic chose to become unpredictable during transit? That was a risk he would rather much like to avoid enjoying his parts where they were at the moment. A hand embraced against the wall while he still kept silent still trying to process every bit of information that had been tossed at him, both without him actually asking topped with those that had come due to his own curiosity. "Always when she's the least wanted around is she the most 'Helpful'. . . Damn it." Fingers curled tightly into the palms of his hand trying to contain himself from smacking the wall just to feel a physical sensation to equal the frustration that clouded within his mind. That wouldn't solve a thing, it wouldn't alleviate the pain or the confusion and larger questioned that bubbled up on the inside. "Sorry. . . For everything, Kitty." That was a genuine tone for his apology because there had been a lot that he had felt needed to be said in that moment. "Didn't really have time to tell anyone when it happened but maybe I should have spoken up earlier." The last thing he wanted, however, was people to know just how bad of a mistake he had been for someone that didn't need to take responsibility but chose to do so anyways. Even his father would say otherwise, call him an idiot for thinking that he forced the man to make the choice, forced the man to take the steps he did for the comfort of drink. . . There was that flickering fact that it all stemmed from himself and it wasn't something he had ever been comfortable wearing as a badge. "I am sorry for my Mother - there. . . Well, reasons why I would rather no one meet her and you already seen why. Adele's going to be pissed. . . Easier for me to deal with the knowledge I was a mistake that she'd rather have dead but not everyone would actually find that as a good thing for me to 'be used to'. Haha, but well, when you're abandoned you kind of jump to that conclusion anyways." Why would he think anyways? No attempt to actually connect with him and the way she had dismissed his chances out of statistics showed enough of what he meant to her on a more grand scale and yet why she chose many of the actions she had. . . It threw him into more of a confusion. Alexander found himself moving over towards the red-heads bed and gently sit on it after taking Sapphire off and gently laying the guitar at the edge of the nearby table. "I know, I know. . . Your boyfriend has the most screwed up life in existence. I just hoped she knew of some kind of idea. . . But I guess she has a point - if she actually thought there was a way she actually would have tried. That much I believe." Was his mother ENTIRELY heartless? No. But she wasn't a Mother, not enough to be how everyone regards Adele or Jezebel. "If this other person, Adele's stepmother, doesn't know anything. . . Then I am going to have to start thinking a hell of a lot more creative. . . " Facing Darryl's death, it had only made him yearn for life even more and he knew from Lillian's words, from Adele's, his Sorceraic side was stronger. Choosing the Wizard side would most likely increase his chance of death which meant it only made sense to go to the other spectrum. Yet, not yet, not until he could guarantee with little doubt that he would live. "I am sorry I put you in this kind of position, Cassandra. Not about our love, that I'd never regret. But to have your heart in pure worry about what could possibly happen next. . . That is cruel of me."
  5. Invite i'm gonna be a super model

    It had been an absolute pain in the ass to find an empty classroom for the fittings. Somehow she had been able to find space and not have to fight for it. Which was a good thing- blood could be so difficult to get out of fabric. Maybe she would use her potions abilities to make comfortable liquid proof clothing. Not that stiff fabric… it always felt so waxy to her. She placed it on her list of things to work out. She had opened it up to just Mari, and Cass at this point. She felt she could trust them, Cass had the perfect bone structure… she was sometimes amazed at how pretty the red head was. Frankie had got to the point where she looked at her classmates for who she could put on her runway… but she had not found too many. Poor Cass and Mari couldn’t walk the whole show. It would be impossible. That and Frankie had actually sewn a dress for Cassandra, she thought of her the second she had finished the sketch a deep emerald number. Tea length, off the shoulder. She could see a delicate necklace and heels. It would be perfect. She had it one of the mannequins. She had two others in addition for the show. She smiled as she heard footsteps. The familiar gait stopped and Frankie spun around. ”hey!” She greeted her. Frankie had not been feeling well for the past few weeks but she figured it had to do more with stress than anything else. It was a horrible feeling. However she could easily suppress the feelings for now. She was focused. ”Okay so these three are to try on, get your fitting and then make the alterations. I am pretty sure I have your size perfect but I am not infallible” she said with a smile. ”and you can spill about why you hate the student body… I do to honestly, but I am curious as to your reasons.” She had never been able to make many friends. She had some but not a whole lot. She was not worried abiout it however she was very happy with the few friendships she had and did manage to maintain. ”Okay so lets start with the pants and the blouse they will likely be the most challenging to fit. The Dresses are pretty easy.” Frankie moved and handed her the outfit. ”I think this will be perfect on you however.” She was rather proud of the garment and how it had come together.
  6. Invite Understudy (Feb. 13th '18)

    The redhead had researched a few dance studios before this trip into the city. She wanted to make a good impression and so had made certain that she at least had her various dancing shoes in her bag, in case she was asked to give a demonstration of her skill. But she'd also made sure to have all the necessary checks done: police check, check; working with children check, check; written references from her teachers back in England as to how well she worked with other dancers, and especially with teaching children, double-checked. And now, the young woman stood outside the first one that had really taken her notice. The reviews about the studio were especially good, not just from a performance and parent and student standpoint, but also in terms of friendliness and acceptance of a number of dance styles. It was sometimes difficult to find somewhere that was more than just the traditional styles. She loved ballet, but she also loved modern and street dancing, as well as other types. Stepping inside the door, the young woman looked around the studio, taking in the spacious floor, as she offered a small smile and adjusted her bag on her shoulder. "Uhm, hello? I was wondering if Eudoxia Miller was available to talk to?" Cass actually felt a little nervous, which was a very rare thing for her, but she held herself with confidence and a winning smile, she wanted to make a good first impression. (Cassandra)
  7. Complete Vigil of the Damned

    Stupid man! Cass thought to herself as she moved through the corridors of the hospital, following directions that we're given to her. She'd thrown on a pair of leggings and large sweatshirt before tossing on a pair of sneakers, and then run to the outside of the school property so she could apparate to Melbourne. Her hair was a bit of a tangled red mess, but she didn't care. As soon as Caitlin had been contacted about the student whose father had just passed away, she'd let Cassandra know what had happened, knowing that the young man didn't really have other legal family. She promised her niece that she would also inform the librarian, Adele, and then the girl had been off. Now, Cass was only a little puffed and probably sweating too as she ran the maze of hallways, until she found the room where she'd been told she could find Alex. Knocking gently at first, the redhead then opened the door to peek in a little. The bed was empty, but had clearly held someone in it until recently, meaning they'd already moved the body. But there in the corner of the room was the dark haired young man, practically hugging at the neck of his guitar, and her heart near broke at the sight. With out a word, Cassandra walked into the room and pulled a chair next to his, before then reaching for the young man, to pull him into her arms so she could hold him. Nothing had to be said, Cass was here for him and would wait until he wanted to talk or move or something. There was all the time in the world.
  8. Invite Ahead of the Curve (Feb 12th '18)

    The Headmaster hadn't been in his office when Cassandra had arrived, and apparently his assistant hadn't even realised he'd gone out, the woman swearing beneath her breath before saying that Cass could wait inside while she 'hunted Alan Burdett down'. The redhead almost felt sorry for the man, except that she figured most men wouldn't mind someone who looked like Ms Adagathguarde hunting them, like ever. They'd have to be nuts. But the young woman complied anyway with a small shrug and wandered into the office, making her way to a couch, where she flopped down with a sigh. After just a few moments, Cass was already restless, and her feet began tapping the floor in a rhythm, before her fingers joined in on the arm of the couch, until she was practically playing out some kind of drum beat. Her eyes closed as she considered why she was here. It had been part something she'd been reading up on last year, and part nudging from Cate to ask about it, even though she wasn't sure still. But, perhaps it would help to quell some of the annoyance that came with not wanting to repeat some of the subjects she'd already done, while catching up on the things that she missed out on. She was an intelligent person, more so than she liked to let on. And her aunt knew that, and didn't want to see her end up getting lazy from boredom. At least, the redhead was pretty sure that the Headmaster would understand she would want to keep this on the down low. She didn't want others to know what she was doing, she had a reputation to uphold, after all, as the weird hyperactive and trouble making Irish girl. It made life much easier, and people have less expectations of her. Plus, she didn't want people actually thinking she liked studying. By the time anyone would even arrive, Cass would already be humming mid song to the beat from her limbs and practically ready to jump from her chair and begin dancing. (Cassandra)
  9. Invite Stormdancer (Feb 10, '18)

    Cassandra Sullivan
    It was raining, it was storming... Cass had almost forgotten that rain was something that could actually happen here. The summer heat had been near killing the poor Irish lass, having moved over in December from the UK's snowy climate to sudden desert heat. She still wasn't certain how she'd managed to not explode into a flaming mass, and become ashes already. She typically avoided the sun on the bad days, her fair skin far too easily burned. But right now? The young woman stood in the middle of the grounds, drenched from head to toe with her face lifted to the rain that pelted down. This was amazing, and she was rather certain that she was officially in love with Australian rain. It wasn't hot or cold, it was just... fantastic. The fact that there was also thunder and lightning going on didn't seem to bother her in the slightest either, as she suddenly spun around and began kicking and puddles and dancing wildly like some kind of water sprite. Not only that, but light laughter bubbled from her throat, pure and lighthearted. The redhead didn't care who saw her, or whether they thought she was strange. There was nothing better than this moment, right now, and she was going to enjoy it for as long as it lasted... or until she either got hungry, or curfew hit, which would mean that she'd have forgotten dinner if that happened. Not that she could care in her current state. Spinning around, Cassandra released a whoop and she danced into a puddle and then another, her movements barely more than graceful skips as she celebrated the rainstorm.
  10. Complete We Got Time (Feb. 14 2018)

    Well, anyone who was still up and about by the time the pair had returned to the dorms had completely avoided even looking at Cass as they made their way through. That was just fantastic, but hopefully would pass in time. She didn't need to be made a pariah just because she'd had a nightmare. She'd find some way to make people forget all about that one little incident. Once they'd gathered their things, Cate was already waiting in the parking lot, seemed she'd got a call anyway. Ace. There were a few questions in her mind regarding the young man that Cassandra said was staying over, but all in all the car ride had been quiet, the younger redhead happy to just curl up in the backseat with Alex while her aunt drove them back to their house where she asked a few times if Cass was sure she was feeling alright, before bidding the pair goodnight and moving off to her own room. Cassandra herself was exhausted. She led Alex through the house, holding his hand, showing him where the amenities were if he needed anything, before then leading on to her own room. It was kept rather tidy, something of a contrast to the wilder girl, but had a large Queen size bed which she flopped down on, before dragging Alex over to come cuddle with her as she kicked back the covers. She knew he wanted to tell her things, but she knew it wasn't likely to sit within her mind while she was in this tired state and so promised that they would talk in the morning. With that, she curled up against his side, an arm wrapped over him and drifted off. The next morning, it was the sounds of someone in the kitchen that woke the young woman up, and she blinked blearily a few times with a wide yawn, before realising there was someone in her bed. She lifted her head with a small confused frown, before seeing who it was and then remembering the night before. Huh, she'd actually slept for the rest of the night without any other incidents. Without much more thought, Cassandra released a long sigh as she lay her head back down, resting it on Alex's chest lightly and closing her eyes as she listened to his heartbeat. This was actually... really nice. It felt weird in the sense that she felt a strange sensation in her belly, and wanted to smile stupidly for some reason, but still felt nice. She didn't do anything until such a time as he stirred, however, before shifting her head to smile lightly at Alex. "Morning, Danger-Zone."
  11. Complete Sugar Rush (Jan. 11 2018)

    Jackson Renner
    He never really looked forward to going back to school. It was happening soon, and he hated the idea. He missed Levi when he was gone, and the letters never seemed to be enough. The younger boy was his charge. Jackson had taken the responsibility of big brother to heart and he would likely end up getting himself in more and more trouble as time went on. That and he knew Levi was not thrilled that Jack had special powers. He never used them at home, unless Levi asked to see something. Today he was simply trying to get himself ready for the coming year. Once he was old enough to handle himself he shopped on his own. His parents were often uncomfortable and he didn’t like to draw attention to himself. However he would pick up a few sweets for Levi. He was looking around the sweet shop currently. He liked to bring some things home to him… he liked a few things and he was collecting them. Jack smiled to himself as he tossed a handful of things in his basket. He then went about looking for what he liked. He found it rather important to have a well-stocked sweets stash. Not paying attention he found himself bumping into someone and he smiled. ”Oh sorry.” He said with a small smile as he sheepishly moved away from where he had run into them. ”I see you want the butter candies too.” He said with a smile. He happened to like them very very much.
  12. Complete The Bitter Pill (Feb 10th '18)

    Most days Cassandra was good, great even. She was at a pretty decent school, with some cool teachers, and had met a couple of other students who she could call friends. All in all, things hadn't started off too badly. But today wasn't one of those days. The young woman wasn't even certain of what it was that had suddenly hit her, but at least it was the weekend, so she didn't have to put on a show in class or anything, and pretend that she was fine when she was feeling rather far from it. Despite doing her best to be herself, carefree and happy, trying to get to know people, she felt... off. Was it homesickness? She knew that she missed Hogwarts, missed her friends, and her old home. But there seemed to be something more to it. Perhaps it was the fact that she was the only eighteen year old that she knew of in her year. Perhaps it was the fact that other students in her year level that she'd paid any attention too seemed to make her feel old. She felt old, despite her quirky nature and desire for immature fun. It was like she was too mature for everyone else, while also stepping around eggshells to try and avoid more disastrous encounters. Whatever it was, the redhead was at least glad for the fact that being an adult by Australian standards meant she could simply leave the school on the weekend and go out in the city. It was how she found herself sitting at a bar in a pub that was smack in the CBD, a Johnny Walker and Coke in front of her as she stared at the ice cubes in the drink. For whatever reason, the redhead had even dressed the part, with a short skirt and sequinned halter top, as well as strappy heels that gave her short stature an extra couple of inches. Her hair fell in fiery waves over her shoulders, and she barely paid attention to her surroundings, simply lifting the drink to take a long chug from it, before ordering another. This felt like a night to get blind drunk, and she'd probably have to get Cate to help her home later. Fishing through her wallet to get some cash out, the young woman's elbow struck out, accidentally connecting with someone, and she sighed softly, casting a brief look toward them as she murmured a soft apology. She then returned to her drink as she tried to keep her mind off the depression that was slowly creeping into her head. She didn't want to cry, she refused to. (Cassandra)
  13. Complete Let's Get It Started In Here

    Theodore Spellman
    Having managed to make the place significantly more clean and orderly with the help of Alex, Teddy smiled at their success. F3 was in tip-top shape, in fact, it was probably in the best shape it had been in decades. Quite beside himself, he told Alex, "Seems like we're ship-shape, mate. Now we just have to get everything together." He smiled even wider after saying this because this was indeed the easy part. After spending the previous weekend mending the classroom and this whole day gathering bits and pieces like the speakers, setting up the music and the soundproofing charms, and making sure that all of the decorations were in place, getting the food and beverages out of the cooler they had levitating alongside them on the way there, seemed a simple feat. Teddy made several complicated wand movements and suddenly the lid to the cooler popped off and the food and beverages magicked themselves into their proper places. "Now that this is done all we have to do is check on the billywigs to make sure they are alright and then wait for people to show up," he thought aloud to Alex. So, he went over to the formerly terrifying cupboard they magically repaired and opened its door revealing three jars with one billywig in each of them. They seemed a bit displeased, but not nearly as much as they were before. Closing the cabinet, he turned to Alex, who seemed to be working with the sound system. "I think we've properly set everything up, all we need now is our guests and some fun music. How is that coming along?" They worked really hard to put together the best playlist for the party and Teddy wanted to be sure that it would end up being played so that everyone could enjoy it. It seemed like everything was coming together. This was definitely going to be a party to get them through the term, that was for sure.
  14. Complete Might As Well Be Walkin' On The Sun (Dec 15, '17)

    Cassandra Sullivan
    Holy crap, why had they decided that Australia would be a good place to live, far enough away from all the stuff back home? It was a land of scorching desert heat. It was with great relief that Cassandra had found the school's games room, and then found out that it had fantastic air conditioning. She sighed as she slouched back in a beanbag beneath one of the vents, and closed her eyes, sunglasses lazily resting over them. Her shoes were kicked off, and she was wearing a cropped shirt and short denim shorts, because when she'd woken up at 5am when the sun was almost rising, she realised it was going to be a gross day. To be fair, the young woman knew she could have stayed home, where she knew it would be wonderful and cool all day. But that's what she'd been doing a lot of since the move down under, and since Caitlin was going to be at the school doing a little prep work for the coming school year, well Cass figured she could scope the place out. So it was that the girl lazed, since there appeared to be no one else in the room at the moment. Apparently most kids had already gone to their respective homes since it was the last week and the classes were basically filler stuff. She couldn't decide whether it was a good or bad thing. Then again, it would be nice to have someone to play pool with. The pool table was one of the first things that her gaze had fallen upon when she entered the room, surprised to see it there. But that was hella cool. No way she was going outside though, she was pretty sure the sun would burn her to a crisp within moments, on the inside and outside. She quite liked not being cooked, thanks. That thought in mind, she rested her head back again, and started humming to herself.
  15. Complete To The World I Close My Eyes To See (Jan 3 2018)

    It’d been almost a week since he last saw the charismatic redhead, though it wasn’t like Clyde had been counting the days, because he hadn’t. He was perfectly busy with his new quidditch regimen, and it was only now that he’d finally found time to take his new friend out for a spin around the neighborhood. He totally hadn’t been looking forward to this, cause she was just someone who went to the same school as him and knocked into him and apparently strung him on his toes the last time they’d met in the games room. Nah, he could do better without her teasing. Yeah right. He had scribbled a note and owled her a few nights ago to ask if she was free today. Her reply came back quickly enough and that’s how they ended up on a strange power pole next to the local bakery shop, which, quite frankly, was just a cover-up as a platform to muggle eyes. They really didn’t wanna see people attempt what they would be doing in a few minutes. It was both ridiculous and exhilarating at the same time, and if you hadn’t tried Bush Telegraph, you haven’t been to Australia. Well it’s time to break her in and show her how it’s done. Oh yeah, he could remember the skepticism when he had first heard of this type of transportation, believing whole-heartedly that failed attempts were more often than not and the person falling stupidly from the sky would have broken their thick skull with a resounding ‘splat’ on the pavement. Yeah, didn’t fancy that for himself. But here he was, three years later, wired coat hanger in hand with the other gripping the power pole as he readied himself for impact and initiation of a new bush telegrapher. Absofuckinglutely brilliant! “Now just do what I do and zip down the power cable with your coat hanger. You shout out ‘Majorca Building’ about halfway through and hopefully we’ll see each other on the other side!” grinning cheekily, the beater hooked his coat hanger to the cable, purposefully standing backwards to face the redhead that was looking at him like he’d grown another head. Yeah, he had that effect on people sometimes. With an excited whoop, the kangaroo kicked off from his standing point and zipped down the cable backwards, feeling the wind whipping past his back as he gained momentum. “Majorca Building!” and with a shout, he was zapped into the cable and on his way o their destination. Hopefully zipping down backwards didn’t mean he would be reassembled backwards as well.
  16. Complete Echoes of the Past (Feb 13th '18)

    (Trigger Warning: Violence, magical torture of adults, childhood trauma. This first post is Cassandra's memories of the night her parents were killed.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There were sounds at the door, and then inside the house, just before the toddler found herself pulled from her bed, held in her mother's arms as the other woman cast a spell to make the girl's bed look like it hadn't been slept in and then rushed to the adults' bedroom. What was going on? 'Mu-..." A hand covered the girl's mouth before she could say anything else, the woman whispering softly while the sound of crashing and yelling continued from downstairs. "Shhh, darling... Mummy needs to do something now, and I hope you forgive me one day. But they can't know you're here. Aunty Cate will come and get you soon, I promise," Confusion as her mother said something and used her wand on her while the woman began crying, and then suddenly the realisation that she couldn't move. And when she tried to speak, nothing. The girl now really began to feel scared as she was carefully wrapped in a robe and gently tucked under the large bed. What was going on? The robe had fallen from where it covered her face and she could see the woman's feet moving to the door and it opening, before it was forcibly slammed open and there were more feet. Her blood ran cold with panic while she watched what little she could see, hearing a voice from the hallway. "Looks like the kid's not here!" "Where's the baby one then, huh? We're supposed to take all of your out,"Came a rough voice, and the girl wanted to wiggle around to see more, to know what was going on, but she couldn't do anything! "I wouldn't te-... NO!" Her mother's anguished shriek startled the girl and then there was a thud near the bed, and the sight of her father lying on his front, his lifeless gaze staring at her, unblinking. Blood was running from his lips and the girl was trying to process what she was seeing while the world around her seemed to turn into a cacophony of white noise and the thumping of her small heart. What was going on? Who were these people? Why couldn't she move? And then a piercing shrieking broke through the white noise as the woman thudded to the ground beside the bed, twisting and thrashing about in agony. All the girl could do was stare though. Even when the woman's gaze met her own and the mother realised to her own horror that her daughter was seeing everything, she could only continue to spectate the grizzly scene from her hiding spot. And then there was a final flash of something and the woman was as still as her husband. The feet of the strangers stomped around the house for a few minutes, before deciding that there was nothing else, and hurried out. But the child was stuck there, paralyzed and mute, staring at the lifeless and bloodied corpses of her parents, still not quite understanding exactly what she'd seen - or what she was still seeing. Why wasn't her mother moving? And her father, why was he bleeding from the mouth? The terror welled up within the child gradually. The mixture of the horror of what had occurred, as well as the sheer restriction. How was her aunt going to find her? She was trapped. Everything was restricting her and frozen and terrified, she screamed silently within her head... Cassandra woke up screaming violently as a pair of hands gently gripped her shoulders. Unknown to her, she'd been thrashing and screaming in her sleep for a few minutes, until one of the other girls in her House had decided to try and wake her up. She pushed at the hands, and scrambled back on her bed, eyes wild as they darted around. Where was she? The room felt so small, the walls and ceiling closing in on her, and she suddenly pushed past the girl, as well as a couple of others, out into the hallway. Glancing around wildly, Cassandra then followed her instinct as it led her through the corridor until she stumbled outside. It wasn't enough. She couldn't get any air, her breathing far to shallow and rapid and her mind still too foggy from the memory to realise she was having a hyperventilation fit. She needed to get away from the building. The walls loomed over her, threatening to fall on top of her and squash the life from the redhead. She moved, deaf to any voices that might be trying to speak to her, unsure of where she was going as she continued running until her chest hurt, and she found herself in some kind of garden. She didn't care where it was. She was in the fresh air, and suddenly collapsed onto her rear, leaning back against a tree as she closed her eyes and pressed her fingers into the dirt either side of her, attempting to ground herself. She wasn't in that place. She wasn't stuck under that bed again, staring at the dead bodies of her parents. She was fine. She was safe. The young woman tried to continue telling herself that as her head leaned back and she stared up at the stars, her eyes stinging with tears. When was the last time this had happened? Why couldn't the memory just finally leave her alone? (Cassandra)
  17. A Wild Night We All Deserve (Jan 4. '18)

    Theodore Spellman
    Teddy enjoyed working on things he didn't get to during the school year and getting to push himself ahead in coursework over the summer as a student on campus. As fun of an experience as it was to learn for fun, students just needed to let loose from time to time. Teddy was finally reaching his own breaking point, so he invited Alex to meet with him at the West Wall so that they could plan for a rager at the beginning of the academic year when their peers came back. Eager to let loose at least a little he was excited by the notion and hoped that Alex would buy into it. Figuring that both his social reputation and his potential to be a school captain were on the line in this matter, Teddy would be careful to note that they needed to plan this with someone in mind to take the fall if they got caught. He thought through all of the possible locations and figured as many scenarios as he could waiting for Alex to arrive so that he could have some ideas of what to talk to him about from the beginning of the conversation instead of babbling on. Who knew, maybe they could work on some music after this little rendezvous. Teddy made his way over to the West Wall by himself, extremely anxiously. The entire scenario made his breath start to shorten and he paced the area where the wall was, feeling his heart rate accelerate. A sense of dread and fear began to seep from the edges of his personhood. Teddy did his best to put a panic attack at bay by counting the bricks in the wall and twiddling his thumbs when he heard footsteps off in the distance and a calming relief flashed over him, as Alex made his way over. (Theodore)
  18. Complete Believer (Feb. 6 2018)

    The common room was empty, in fact a lot of the Spencer area appeared to be, which worked just fantastically for Cassandra, since she had a free unit now, and had been looking to get some space so that she could get some dancing in. There weren't exactly a whole lot of rooms that she could hijack around the school, and she was pretty sure that F3 was full of spiders or something. Maybe she'd get to it some time and clean the abandoned room out so that she could have a studio type place to practise. But those were thoughts for a day when she had the time and patience to bother with cleaning. Right now, the young woman just wanted to use up some energy, not to mention she had to keep in practise, since she was looking at studios where she might be able to assist with coaching or teaching. She'd done some coaching back in the UK for the junior dancers at the studio where she'd learned, and figured it'd be fun for some part-time work. So it was, the young woman set up her smart phone on a pair of portable speakers, thankful that Caitlin had given them to her for her last birthday, specially 'fixed' to work even in high magic density. Having changed into a sports crop top and leggings, Cass then began with some stretches as she flicked through a few songs, before looking up a Dance Studio that she liked to watch on Youtube, feeling a need for something modern rather than practising her ballet today. Finding one particular choreographed piece that she enjoyed and had learned from watching and practising it last year, and knowing that would work off some of the excess energy that was making her restless, the young woman made sure she had enough cleared space before pressing play. The sound of Imagine Dragon's Believer began to play in the room then, and within moments the young woman started to dance to Jinwoo Yoon's choreography on the video. So focused on what she remembered of it, and on the movements of her body, the young woman wouldn't even notice if anyone else was around or arrived until she'd completed the piece that was also being demonstrated on the screen of her phone.
  19. Cassandra Sullivan

    Cassandra Sullivan
    Cassandra was born to a pair of wizards back in '99 and love was never something that the household was short on, especially since she had not only very loving parents but also a young aunt who doted on her dearly like nothing else. Perhaps they'd thought she would end up with her father's family's psychic talents (which her aunt and father carried) rather than physical, but the name of the oracle was given to her nonetheless, and no one could imagine Cass with any other. She thrived in early childhood, making friends easily, always ready to leap at one of the others in the household for hugs, or even just to sit or lie on them. Life was wonderful for the girl, she loved every part of it and couldn't imagine it not always being that way for as long as she lived. At least until her parents were taken tragically from her, right before her eyes while she under their bed, bespelled by her mother so that the intruders wouldn't find the little girl. It would have perhaps broken the girl completely if not for the aunt who took her in and provided her with all the love and care that she possibly could, in order to try and keep Cass afloat. She had lost two of her most beloved people in her life, but she still had one. And she would make sure that she never lost that remaining most special person. Though she may have seemed too young to notice what Cate was doing, she was quite switched on and observant and the only thing that got her caught when she was snooping around was if her aunt managed to peek in on her thoughts. Of course, things changed a little when Cassandra was accepted to Hogwarts and didn't get to spend as much time at home anymore, but she did enjoy the new school environment, making new friends, learning more about magic, which she decided would help her in being able to assist her aunt in years to come. She excelled in DADA, and when not in school, she substituted her 'smallness' with taking up Mixed Martial Arts, and excelling at it as well, very quickly. Cass became intrigued with her aunt's work, even though the older woman tried to keep her niece from learning too much about what she did at such a young age. But Cassandra was growing up fast, and her teenage years brought rebellion and mischief as she started breaking into Cate's office to read through some of her work, not to mention when her aunt became a bestselling author, from solving the crime that had caused them both grief, it was impossible to keep Cass from reading it. As far as she was concerned, the grisly details didn't matter. What mattered to Cass was that her aunt was doing good. She was solving crime and bringing bad guys to justice, and to her - the girl who now hero worshiped the older woman - it made her some kind of amazing role model to look up to and want to be like. That was how Cassandra decided that she was going to fight crime, right wrongs, catch the bad guys and help the innocent. She wasn't stupid of course. She knew that she would have to study hard, and make sure that she did well in required subjects to become an Auror or investigator. The only thing that really got in her way was the fact that she tended to get a little hotheaded when it came to bullying or people doing something that would hurt others. She got herself into fights a few times. And then in what was supposed to be her last year of school, she and Caitlin found themselves in danger while she was visiting home, and they were forced to go into hiding and on the run while those after them were being tracked down. This cost Cass a lot of her grades and meant that she was going to have to do an extra semester or so of study. Apparently that study was going to be in a whole different country as well, as the women moved to Australia. And so Cass prepared to hopefully get through little more than the require semester so that she could focus on her future. Though, since moving she has become more confused about what it is she really wants. Does she just want to be an Auror because of her past? Is it still her calling, or is her love for performance too strong to ignore? It's a lot to think about for the young woman. Of course, that doesn't mean she can't have a little fun in the meantime.