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Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

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a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
December, 2019 :: Summer

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  1. Kai's Little Lies

    Marcus Carsen Species: Dhampir Blood: Half-Breed(Wizarding Pureblood parent) Age: 26 Gender: Male Marcus Carsen A bit about Marcus. . . He is a Journalist that is more focused on breaking through to the truth by investigating the facts and displaying them to the public that is able to read from his personal journal. He is from an Egyptian family that is primarily Pureblood and believes in keeping ones heritage as such when it comes to magic. They're purists not extremists so they are apart of no massive cult, just really big jerks. This makes Marcus a bit of a black sheep that has been excommunicated which explains his current situation and need to hide himself from most that he encounters. Part of his history is also within the undergrounds of Australia (Both Muggle and Magical), thus he's met various types of criminals and people that have helped with his transition into the new country. Marcus also runs pro-Non-Human/Half-Breed efforts to make sure that they hold a chance of having a good life and not to be ridiculed for who they are. In terms of what he is looking to get into. . . Really anything that could develop the character. Plans and idea are always accepted to hear and build on to see where it goes. Dylan Connell Species: Human Blood: Pureblood Age:39 Gender: Male Dylan Connell A bit about Dylan. . . This Irishman holds a dark history both in heritage and in personal activity. Coming from a family of extremist about their Blood he had been taught and even in times acted out the same ferocious prejudice that landed his family to be apart of a Death Eater cult. This particular group hunted down the Sullivan family, which he personally had been part of both hunt and passively the murders. Reluctant to raise his wand against innocents he turned on his brotherhood and protected a Young girl and her niece. This painted a red target on to himself and he fled. Due to this he's traveled to various places but held an interest in France from his past for a bit before moving on towards other interests. He currently works in a small shop that affixes wands and deals with their maintenance along with supplies. He hides under the name Gilliam currently and does indeed 'Sell Wand and Wand Accessories.' Not propane. Often can be seen around Tallygarunga delivering wands of special order or to classes that require more on hand just because of how volatile it may end up being. As for what I'm willing to toss him into, same line as with Marcus as it would be with most if not all of my characters. I tend to not give myself a massive end goal as I'd want environment and interactions to shape the path of their stories and decisions as well as the growth. Alexander Winfield Species: Half-Sorceress Blood: Half-Breed Age: 19 Gender: Male Alexander Winfield A bit about Alexander. . . Every bit of mystery about Alexander is not from him trying to hide anything (exception being his chaotic implosions!) but rather ignorance of his own heritage in its full scope. In his mind he comes from a Wizarding family with a not so loving mother. The truth of the matter is that it goes much further and deeper and the maelstrom of drama and chaos that is about to entrap the young man hasn't even truly started yet. Due to the mixture in his blood there is a constant combat raging inside of himself that has him ill often to the point of coughing up blood most days. Though he does try to cover it up the best that he can given that he carries a white (Stained with crimson) handkerchief around for those pesky fits. Music is his passion so one could easily found him playing up a tune or even trying to gather a performance together, He is somewhat 'Famous' in a sense if one watched videos or covers where he'd play music on. Antics will most likely ensue. . . What he's looking for? Well, I suppose stability is one way of explaining it. Friends, Fans, people who've heard a bit of his music and oust him. Tyson McKennis Species: Human Blood: Muggleborn Age: 18 Gender: Male Tyson McKennis A bit about Tyson. . . Tyson is a young man who had been situated in House Bourke at Tallygarunga and like many of his housemates there is a determination and drive to stay active, to even be sporty. This alone isn't simply for the love of it but rather for a purpose within himself, as if to seek a sense of proof or worth within the activities that he tosses himself into. Aside from typical practicing the muggle art of Muay Thai, he also finds time with his light class schedule to engage in Quidditich as a Chaser which holds its own thrills for him aside from the usual impression. A fierce force in reaction though he is not easily angered the very ideal and meaning of loyalty is all the more important to him due to incidents involving his Parents. He currently attends VMU under scholarship towards playing on its Quidditich Team, an offer that the young man couldn't refuse given his situation of having no place to really go after Tallygarunga. Now, he's working on building up not only his future career but a future roof over his head by pushing himself to the very limits that he could go. A mixture of his discipline from his martial arts training and the love for the Wizarding sport that he holds. It remains to be seen if he will choose to see where he could go in the Sports world or if he will follow that dream of being an Auror, however, anything is possible to tip the various scales. What's in the cards for him? I'm looking to take the steps to see! Friends, Sportslike rivals to compete against as a way to better himself, he's a man who rises up to a challenge when presented it. Derrick 'Sparky' Ackers Species: Human Blood: Muggleborn Age: 27 Gender: Male Derrick Ackers A bit about Derrick . . Recently hired as the Professor of Elemental Magic, Derrick is what one could consider quirky and fun with many aspects of his life. While often considered a sense of flighty that is more of a nature to want to travel and experience all that he could encounter. There is a clear talent and even borderline love for Fire and all of its application from a magical standpoint, there is a reason his nick name is 'Sparky' after all. There are a lot more to the hidden curves under the nearly whimsical manners, there is a lot of hurt and pain from his past from being a natural punching bag for his oldest sibling and being the constant protector for his youngest sister, Janet. There is a history of lost within the last few years from a woman he had fallen or as well which has ended much of his travelling and fueled him to take up a more stable position as a Teacher with his degree. What's he looking to do? Aaah, Let's just say a persons day will never be brighter with him around, literally sometimes. Extending out a network of friends to give himself a bit more reason to stay in Australia versus moving around like his nature screams out for him to do. Inspire some students that, Fire, is indeed, GOOD! Jonathan Azai Species: Half-Fae (Shadow) Blood: Half-Breed(Wizarding parent) Age: 26 Gender: Male Jonathan Azai A bit about Jonathan . . While Jon is of Japanese descent his roots are very much Australian being first generation from his Father's side. The family business isn't all gumdrops and rainbows as he is forced to work under the watchful presence of a Yakuza family that migrated to the land down under in order to expand their enterprises and connect with different antiquities that could be shipped towards Japan. What sets him apart from most others that work under his Father, Homura Azai, is the fact of his mother's heritage as a Shadow Fairy which had been properly 'bred' into him like a prized hound or careful planning. Some methods and beliefs never escape from ones heritage it seemed as his father saw only a benefit to the mixed blood. A weapon. He grew up faster than any child should and experienced horrors and crimes that are so etched in his mind that he often is lessened in impact when situations escalate to blood and gore. It's a lifestyle for him and expected that many things could go belly up within an instant. It doesn't mean he has no desire to escape rather that he feels there's no escape and so he must conform for the time being. Under legitimate terms he works as a man of 'Insurance', loans to be more specific and offers up a side subsidiary of Bodyguards if one needs them, another form of loan entirely. This is ran by the semi-well known 'Azai Corporation' which is regarded as small but successful in both financial practice and ethics, yet, a front is still a front for the darker side that is underlying its purpose. Money laundering, Illegal transports, most things that can be explained on paper fall under his legal purview. His job as far as the personal Family is concerned is that he is a hitman and make use of his natural affinity for the shadows to carry out his assignments. Very few ever see him before the strike and when they do it's much too late. He's often accompanied by what one could call his 'Loyal Dog', Mishima. To Jon, it'd be one of his closest friends who offered loyalty in the form of a life debt. It is through this kind of faith in him from a few that he feels bound to either escape for a better life or change everything that is an issue for a better benefit, profitable, but not as blood stained if necessary. I'm opened to talk about various things that can happen and past/future connections. Jon is designed to be a darker side of the track character in the sense that he's on the wrong side of the track. A character intended to be involved in various kinds of situations that may not always be what some would want. Anything extremely severe will require proper communication and drawing out an understanding. Just to be on the same page with things. There maybe a future adoptable of Mishima once I get an idea of how I want to write them and the deeper story is flushed out. Travis Franklin Species: Human (Werewolf) Blood: Halfblood Age: 17 Gender: Male Travis Franklin A bit about Travis . . Travis has been at Tallygarunga since his First Year, a calm time for the most part considering that he is a Bourke. While he holds intense loyalty he isn't as sporty as others in his house. Mostly because he's unsure if his strength gives him an 'unfair advantage' in certain situations. It's also the best way for him to keep under the radar and not be targeted. While he is always opened to meeting people and speaking with them at length, never judging them for their actions it doesn't mean he trusts them. If someone manages to earn his trust they have a fierce guard and guide in more ways than they might expect. He's always willing to explore the dangers of things purely out of the nature within himself. What's he looking to do? It's more or less opened! More friends, scandalous entanglements, other less scandalous entanglements. People that he can learn to trust, maybe a couple of folks that don't take kindly to a trusting mutt. Vale Windum Species: Fae Blood: Pureblood Age: 243 Gender: Male Vale Windum A bit about Vale . . Valennor 'Aerolith' Windum is a man who is truly ageless, mostly because of his Fae capacity. He's met many people in his lifetime and none that he could truly consider a 'friend' or someone he'd depend on. Especially in the fleeting lifeline that comes from Humans, the time he arrives and spends hardly amounts enough to him that they earn a proper trust. He's a talented and well spoken man in many ways but his true gift lies in the ability of thievery and the use of his somewhat alien magical use of magic compared to what most Wizards are accustomed to. An edge that he's glad seems to persist even more so in the age where purists still seem to be at a heavy strength in voice. Though he is a criminal in secret he's also a man with a heart for the Humanitarian efforts, past experiences fuel the desire to supply and nurture those that could be productive. People that have been harmed accidentally or purposefully, those that can avoid being on the end of criminal activity. As his Criminal Persona most of the exposed traits melt away into a sheer rebellion. While he's still against out-right murder he would harm to defend himself, aiming to rather see someone jailed or maimed rather than killed in cold blood. Due to his already inherent mistrust of many people working with him is a hidden risk, a risk that he makes people aware of the moment he drops the Auror's on them and leaves away with the bounty. What's he looking to do? Old Criminal pals who managed to get out, Auror's that have it out to capture him in some way, Maybe some folks that could instill a sense of 'trust' for him - a difficult task. Any other plot ideas are welcomed as well. Cole Lin Species: Human Blood: Pureblood Age: 20 Gender: Male Cole Lin Cole is for the most part, an expressive young man who believes in there being no harm in letting people know the 'real you'. That is, unless, the real you is that you like them. Then it's probably the best course of action to see if there is really any kind of spark! That would just be his shyness speaking for him though on some level. He comes from a Pureblood family with deep roots and history, ones that he finds he's quite proud of representing. While he is an over-achiever of sorts it had little do with his love for learning and studying and entirely as an attempt to distance himself from a feeling that could be considered bad to other people. He's a generally nice person who is always willing to offer people a helping hand to see a smile curve at their face, though he's over-protective of his two cousins. The troubles that they go through and have gone through standing as a reason for him to feel as if he needs to be some form of barrier. What's he looking to do? Any form of plotting is up for grabs, Friendships, past dorm or school mates, current fellow VMU friends, people who question why he hasn't dated some potential interested ladies as of yet, someone to shake some stuff up. SHAKE IT UP LIKE BOGGLE! Senan Connell Species: Half-Fae (Light/???) Blood: Half-Breed Age: 16 Gender: Male Senan Connell A bit about Senan. . . Senan is a young man of secrets and for good reasons, stuck between a world where the thought had been Pureblood's held the only right to practice magic and the radical efforts of an individual to fight against those very ideals. These are core issues that whirl around inside of him, neither perceived as good or bad but merely a state of a much more chaotic world that others seem to ignore. He keeps everyone at an arms length to protect himself, primarily, from the fallout that could occur from the perceived betrayal of either group that seems to hold tight reigns since the day of his birth. The move to Australia has been a chance, a weakening of the links even if the individuals in play do not yet see it. There are people and factors that could influence the chances and choices that he makes if only he could see the benefit of being the type of individual to take that risky chance. He's also the Half-Brother of the elusive Dylan Connell, a fact that isn't known by the elder Wizard or many others beyond the family and recent radicals. A rude awakening that is bound to shake things up more than those involved truly will realize - until it's a bit too late. What is he looking for? Well, just to see where the winds take, honestly. There is potential adventure and extensive scuffles into other storylines that will have the chance of enhancing a good quality time for all around! Jasper Mitchell Species: Half-Veela Blood: Half-Breed Age: 32 Gender: Male Jasper Mitchell A bit about Jasper. . . A self-focused criminal would be simplifying the many layers that describe the man. He holds a high respect for his self-preservation, which often leads to decisions or words that could be considered more cold than anything else. Living a life where he could only trust in his own skills, had to watch his own back, it's no wonder why such a mindset seems to be ideal in every situation. 'If you can trust yourself, you can't trust anyone.' is a motto he tries to hold himself by even in the precarious situation of being a coerced undercover agent for the IWP. His contacts in the underworld across the world run deep and those that know him well enough know that his talent of forgery in both mundane and magical are top tier developments that could make a trained eye a run for their money. This mean he has a much more studious and diplomatic approach towards his work and those that he gets himself involved with, finding violence to be at the very least a last resort where everything else has failed or escalated too far for simple witticisms. His past as a youthful criminal is lengthy and dark, who knows what kind of people he entangled himself with? Those who couldn't forgive the wily cons placed on them if they've managed to find out? What is he looking for? Like many of my characters I prefer the whim of the moments, the flow of how the story is untold. That being said, any connections to the past are welcomed as he's traveled quite often and has interacted with various circles of people. Phoenix Aurora Phoenix Aurora A bit about Phoenix. . . It's obvious that the young man isn't a native to Australia, his accent all but gives it away. Holding an inflection in his tone when enunciating and pronouncing certain syllables. Still, Phoenix manages to find a way to make it feel 'just like home' by means of always living within his own personal moment. Causing a bit of mayhem here and there, finding that his own brand is a higher notch than what most people tend to go towards. Adventure calls to him and he responds in kind every step of the way, whether it would be a cave or some place out in the bushlands he always seems to find his way somewhere. Oddly enough, he always seems to find his way back out too with 'being lost' never being an actual factor for him occurring. Be careful, however, inciting his 'wrath' so to speak would only lead to a very long drawn out war of pranks until he found it otherwise settled. For all of his Grandfather's attempt to straighten him out he's only been given a playground in his mind. What is he looking for? Well, let's see what comes. Friends will always be a welcomed talk and so would potential 'rivals' I suppose could be said! While he isn't a native to Australia he's been around for a few years so don't feel as if you can't have some form of connection in some way.
  2. Shake the Spirit

    A weekday was no day to get drunk. Keira could almost hear her sister barking those very words at her, if not for the fact she was alone late that night, sipping at an alcoholic beverage within the mostly empty confines of the Muggle bar 'The Tipsy Mozzie'. The cold had kept a lot of people in their homes and business was slow, leaving the journalist by herself by the far end of the establishment. She had never heeded such warnings and usually just drank when she pleased (one could even argue she was the catalyst of Diana Sharpe's recent liking of the very same liquid), but that day the alcohol was taking longer than usual to pass down her throat. The stress accumulated had been so great that even the simple act of working herself up to a mild buzz was quite the chore. While she was a workaholic by nature, even Keira had her limits, and she felt like they were about to be breached lest she have some sort of break. With her chin resting firmly in the palm of her hand, the half-Veela watched the 24/7 news channel that was put on blast in the corner of the ample room. Some sort of Muggle politician seemed to be making empty promises. "Yeah, sure you do..." She muttered to the figure in the TV prior to a sip, not actually paying active attention to what the man was saying. She needed something to inject a dose of energy in her, but what?
  3. The Monsters Within

    "So, Ms Demetra, how do you feel about the news that Franklin Dean is alive and well and looking to be getting married soon?" . . . The question had thrown the young woman off during her intermission break from singing in order to have a couple of drinks. Her band was playing a set at one of the bars, a rather decent gig for a business Christmas party, and for whatever reason there had been a journalist for some gossip rag there. She'd simply strolled up, known who Gemini was and asked the question. Of course, there were a few people who knew, the news of her relationship with the popular Frankie Dean had been rather prominent years ago, especially so when they had their daughter. But now... she'd barely managed to finish the gig. Alison had overheard at the time, and pushed the woman off telling her to get the hell out, before apologising to Gemini and saying that she didn't want her to find out like that. Apparently, it had been big news over in the US, though Ali hadn't been able to confirm it herself yet. Once they'd finished for the night, the two women sat down and the blonde said that she had heard the rumour and was planning to go over to see for herself, but had wanted to know more before telling Gemini. As for the brunette, she was simply stunned. Gem didn't know what to think, how to feel. She'd grieved for him, raised their daughter without him, telling her such wonderful stories. But the idea that he'd been alive the entire time, that he'd been well and not once contacted her, it made her sick to her stomach. After a number of drinks, Alison had called a cab for Gemini and almost had to roll the other woman into it, letting the cab driver know where to go. Gem was certain she'd passed out at least once or twice, because before she knew it she was outside Marcus' house. Why had Alison sent her here? Aside from the fact that Layla had been minding Gabby tonight. Gem wasn't sure if she wanted to be around anyone. Though... Marcus was a journalist, right? Had he known? With the thought in her mind, the woman tapped her card to pay for the cab, and then stumbled out of it and toward the house, where she fumbled with the key in the door, loudly enough that someone likely had to have heard her and her mutterings mixed with curse words. It had to be some kind of stupid joke, right? If not... then... she didn't know what, to be honest.
  4. Mom's Ruin Moments

    He considered her blush his for the viewing and that would probably be the greatest win possible in his mind. Voice elevated strongly while he stared deeper into her eyes. "I LOVE YOU, GEMINI." The base had been enough that it could be felt through a glass table if one placed their hand onto its surface. The declaration had been followed by the sound of sniggled 'Dawh', was that actually tear sniffling in the background now? A soft annoyed sigh erupted from him because that could only mean one thing. "You just -had- to tempt the beast, Gemma. Now she's hiding there behind the WALL! AS IF I CAN'T -HEAR- HER!"
  5. Dad but not Dad

    "I am the shyiest. So much so that I have to hide in the shadows an -awful- lot!" His lips turned into a broad smile. "Luckily enough, I cancelled my work and meetings for the day." Why he even did that or felt compelled that he needed to do that, he still hadn't hazard to guess. "You'll have as long as you need to teach me! If we're really good we can surprise Old Lady Layla with some stuff, what do you say?"
  6. Was it really Poison?

    "Hey there, early as promised," Gemini said lightly as she came across the man leaning againse the counter looking like he was deep in thought. She lifted her hand with the drinks, "Brought something to drink while I watch you slave over this apparent non-poisonous food that you're going to make for me." A smirk tugged at her lips and she stepped into the kitchen a little to glance around, "Haven't even started on it yet? For shame," Gemini tutted softly with a shake of her head, as though highly disappointed.
  7. Need new Glasses

    "Woolworths? I imagine I won't find just cotton and lamb chops there, eh?" Bad joke, even he had to admit that. But with a name like -that- it was like walking into a brick wall that said 'MAKE SHEEP JOKES'.
  8. Invite Home and The Past [May 14th, 2018]

    The last time that they had traveled in a group like this had been when they all decided to head out to the zoo - or really - take Gabby to the Zoo while Gem and Himself explored the more 'Animalistic urges' of the atmosphere in their own shameless way. This time, that wasn't the intention, this time they were going to explore the place that both he and his mother, Layla, once knew as home. A different country with its own harshness of environment and a rich history that many remembered across the world, if not only, for the fact Media decided Egypt was a prime place to base things within. It was a casual walk through the airport where Marcus took the liberty of moving ahead to gather up the luggage and remove them from the conveying belt that swept through, counting out each bag that he memorized just before getting on the plane and storing them. As he settled all the bags in a circular form for the others to grab their things he stayed his hand in case the ladies needed a bit more help in holding something, more so, his mother due to her more frail nature and the lengthy trip by flight which perhaps had them all a bit jet lagged. Showcasing this a brief yawn formed from him. "At least I managed to get a good cat nap on the flight. . . But that still doesn't beat the good rest I'll be looking to get into." His hand pressed into his pockets as he pulled out his phone and turned it on as he watched it build up with missed notifications - several calls being missed a few businessmen and clients, but also one from Lapis. Which ushered a brief sigh not in particularly good headspace to deal with that list of questions and prodding that would come from her, especially after this long of a time apart. "Alrighty, crew, find your stuff and we'll try to find our 'Taxi'. I use the word very loosely. . . But hey, at least we have someone willing to put us up so less money to spend on a Hotel." He shrugged. Layla shambled towards the collection of bags taking a brief seat on a nearby bench. "My. . . You act as a tourist like you've never been here before. . . Take a breather." It was her way of saying she needed to take a brief break herself before pressing onwards. Hands shifted through her purse as she dug deep into it to grab her own cell phone. "I figure you won't call back so I'll do it in your stead!" And. . . It began. The overriding, Marcus poked his lips out with a protested frown at the last portion but waved his hands lightly. "Alright, alright, we can take a brief break. And don't make calls in my name! I'm going to have a rough time as it is anyways with a bunch of nutcases in the same room. At least let me keep my sanity for a few more hours. Speaking of nutcases. . ." A Playful smirk shifted onto his face as he turned his gaze towards Gemini and Gabby, both of his arms woven across one another to press them firmly against his chest. "How are you two doing? Need a break too? A quick pit-stop at the ladies room before we hit the road?"
  9. Communication in the hot hot sun

    Ikedi Azikiwe
    Marcus, You may be left waiting at the Roo for a bit longer than usual. I took off early this morning to Nigeria to attend to some family business. Nothing very serious, more along the lines of getting administrative things handled for the just in case that is more of an inevitably than an off chance. I will bring you back one of the woven necklaces however- they woudl look rather smart on you. I managed to barter with a monkey for one this morning, unsure of why i had to have it until i sat to write you. I did want to say that the Article in today's paper was a thrilling read, i took some notes... I am very interested in this line of thought and questions to be asked. Hopefully you won't mind me picking that brain of yours. And how is the weather, i have been told my correspondence is not casual enough. Though i suppose most people do not get letters about the tough customer that monkey was. best, IA
  10. Invite Just Enough (Feb. 3 2018)

    Lot Karras
    Letting out a deep breath he thought for a moment. Lot had not been able to make much sense of the newest issue to divide the family. Which was no surprise considering his father was a mess in the most intense way, but that did not change the anger Lot felt about the whole thing. However, he had come to spend the weekend in Melbourne. Doe was having a bit of trouble and so he had decided to spend a little more time here. That and his niece had absolutely wrapped him around her finger. Which meant between his daughter and his niece, he was done for. Though Lot didn’t really feel the need to be anything else. He was just lucky to be out with his child and his sister. It was enough for the time being, to not have to look over his shoulder. The kids were asleep, and so he had felt as though he could leave for a few hours. It was not as though he would be far away, and it seemed easier with the three of them sometimes. Lilah kept Silas rather occupied and Persephone was too young and had been in bed a bit longer than the other two. He and Doe had been sitting in the living room when he mentioned he would be heading out. Lot had spent many years as a fugitive and there had been few things that had made it bearable. When he could Lot made sure to get out to see his friend. Since he was in Melbourne for a little while he did not feel guilty leaving for a little while. It was something he had to get over. The fact he felt guilty when he was not with his family… having missed so much time with them. He was trying to figure out how to balance everything- There was that strange thing between what it meant to be free and how to be free. They didn’t really tell you how to do that. It wouldn’t be too long, he knew, but a drink with someone who had been a very helpful to his cause when he had not thought he needed it. After promising he would be home soon and then he was nearly kicked out of the living room. He had selected a familiar place. Letting out a deep breath as he found a table in the back corner out of habit. It was darker, easier to blend in when he tended to stand out no matter where he was. Leaning back into the chair he smiled as Marcus approached. He stood and held a hand out to shake. ”Seems they let anyone into this place if you and I can both get in.” He chuckled.
  11. Complete Mother Dearest (Feb. 8 2018)

    Marcus had made sure to call Gemini that same day to let her know that in a weeks time on the weekend he could clear something up. This, of course, meant that he was on full work mode after meeting with one of his old friends and a new one earlier in that week. Truthfully, the Dhampir was tired but he had no plans to retire to his coffin anytime soon, not when preparation work still needed to be performed! There were several cookbooks opened up on the table flipped to various pages: Chicken Parm Dinner, Homemade Biscuits, Honeyed Carrots - He had no idea why he was pushing himself to making such an elaborate dinner. Maybe it was because he felt they deserved it considering that he hadn't realized that Rosie was ALSO her grandmother. That's going to make for very awkward conversation since they hadn't really been able to discuss that small bit of a technicality about Marcus' life. Which. . . Also meant that he knew something deeper about Gem's life than she knew about his own. Usually such a thing wouldn't bother him and yet. . . Maybe it was simply because he found her endearing and fun. Another prospect could just be who her grandmother was and it made him feel a bit out of place to have such intimate information. The door to his home was left wide opened while the sound of music played through out the seemingly lived in home. It was a simple instrumental no real words towards it what so ever. "What am I forgetting. . . OH, Right, the Ice cream maker." Marcus turned his attention towards a cupboard as he opened it up and pulled out what seemed to be a fully wooden bucket with a well-kept metal crank without an inch of rust on it. Who wanted rusty ice cream? He set it to the side on the counter top as he leaned against the edge of it. "Now to just wait until she swings by. . . " She did say she'd come by early to help him out which he honestly probably needed more than he wanted to admit to anyone. At least this day couldn't get anymore weirder than having to deal with certain secrets.
  12. Complete Chillout Session (Dec. 17th '17)

    As much as she loved and often preferred the livelier and louder gigs at pubs, clubs, and other nightspots, there was something to be said about having an easy chill session during the middle of the day in the city center. Plenty of people wandering by, doing their Christmas shopping at this time of year, and stopping to enjoy the tunes, as well as those who were just sitting to have some lunch, or even waiting for their next tram. It also meant that Gemini could have Gabrielle with her, the five year old happy to sit beside her mother, while she and her band mates did their thing. Though, today it was just she with her guitar - which was set down in it's case for now as she took a break from it after the past few songs - and Trav, who also played guitar, but had a xylophone out for the next number. The male set the beat by tapping his foot, and then the music began, shortly followed by the pair's voices as they sang a cover of Say Something, probably their last song for the day. The problem sometimes with music, however, was that it could hit someone deeply, and Gemini should have known that this particular number would do that to her. She'd sang it at a funeral only a few years ago, for someone that she wasn't even certain at the time was dead. The body had never been found, after all. But it hurt all the same, as she'd used the number to say her goodbye. Those memories were fresh right now as she sang with passion and emotion filling her voice that projected through the close vicinity, causing a number of admirers to stop and listen. As much as a detriment emotion could be, it was also an ally to an artist, it gave power to their chosen art, and right now it gave her a lot of power. In fact, there was a small crowd by the time the performing duet trailed off the end of the song, followed by a small applause, which brought a smile from the young woman, even as she lifted a hand to wipe a stray tear. "Are you sad, Mama?" The voice of Gabrielle reached Gemini's ears, and the young woman had to laugh quietly before picking up the girl onto her lap and giving her a strong cuddle. "Nah, I'm fine, gorgeous," Gemini reassured the girl, and then looked over to Trav, who was packing up his gear. Yep, ending on a high note was definitely a call. The pair spoke for a couple of minutes, before the man headed off, and Gem then began to make sure her guitar and anything else she needed was packed safely, before picking up the case and glancing around with a sigh, "What say we get something to eat, eh Munchkin?" She smiled down at Gabby as she began to walk, before accidentally smacking someone in the leg with her guitar case. "Oh, shit! Sorry!" Gemini looked over at whoever she'd hit, offering an apologetic smile. The least she could do was try not to be clumsy. (Gemini)
  13. Complete Getting Better (Dec. 25th '17)

    Ikedi Azikiwe
    It had been a longer day than Ikedi had expected. There had been a snafu with one of the incidents and that had lured him from his office and out into the field. Ikedi actually preferred to be in the field, he only then struggled with catching up on the paperwork- he needed to hire a new assistant. Marjorie had left when she had her third child and honestly she had wanted to stay but he understood the woman needed to devote more time to his family. He would have done the same had he been in her position. Or maybe his hypothetical wife would. Or maybe they would hire a nanny… It was truly hard to speculate such things. That and Ikedi was not sure he would want three more after raising his siblings. Letting out a long sigh he wiped his hand over his face, the report would need to be on his desk as soon as he got in the office. He had tried to make sense of it in the field but he was really mostly doing damage control when he arrived. After giving instructions he made sure that they were understood and he left. It was later than he liked to head home. Not to mention he had not really had time to stop and think, let alone eat or anything else. The Roo offered an interesting option for the evening and figured he may as well stop and get a drink, he would order food on the way home and pick it up. Chinese sounded good. So did everything else but Chinese seemed to offer him the most options. He smiled at the thought. Food always seemed to make him happy… he was not sure if that was good or bad. It was not often that Ikedi was able to stop in Narrie. He liked the town, when he first went to Tally he thought he would be able to settle there but life had other plans. The last time he was there he had been to speak at the school about what it was the department did. He had not been the head of the department then and that felt like ages ago. It also felt like yesterday. He walked into the Roo and smiled as he found a seat at the bar. He ordered a whiskey. And settled in, content to people watch. At least for a little while. (Ikedi)
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