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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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Tallygarunga
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
August, 2019 :: Winter


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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice BakerKirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

One of the washing machines in The Sweet Tooth bakery had some sort of mechanical failure, causing the whole place to be flooded with water. Samantha wasn't much help when it came to the little predicament - unable to use magic to clean the place up and lacking the technical know-how to fix the issue to begin with, she was let go for the day by the owner of the establishment. Last she heard of it, Natasha had been getting rid of the water, but they still very much required some Muggle to come fix the machine: something that cost money, and unfortunately for the business, time.

It was the first time in a while Samantha had a free afternoon, not counting with the recent break (during which she had been forced to take a week off). All that was left for the girl to do was for her to return to the Tallygarunga campus. Crossing Footy Park as she went, the Bourke purchased a simple orange juice cup from a nearby stall, quietly sipping through its straw every now and then as she walked down the beaten path.

Feeling herself mentally slowing down, she ultimately decided to take a seat on a nearby bench. She had never come to that realization before, but it seemed that she had little else going in her life at the moment other than baking - at least, anything that made her feel fulfilled. Usually school work kept her distracted enough not to notice, but with the long hours of nothingness ahead of her, Samantha's mind was quickly drawn to her own insecurities which she always strove to shove down under a thin layer of cheerfulness and verbal diabetes.

The moment she managed to gather her thoughts, she noticed she had already sent out a notification to the masses through QuillBook pertaining her state of mind - or, at least, alluding to it. Wrinkling her nose in frustration, she clicked the screen of her smartphone shut and leaned back on the bench, resigning herself to people watching as she tried to clear her mind. Was her life truly that much of a void?

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Sturt ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Student and Japanese tutorLisa
15 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ He/Him

During the break, Kairi had taken on some extra hours at the café, including more Japanese tutoring sessions. It was mostly just the basics and some of the review sheets that his mother had created, but it gave him more money to play around with during the term. Though he was told that maybe he should consider possibly taking on an in term job to get him socialising more with people, Kairi wasn't sure if his parent's advice was all that sound in terms of juggling his school work and a part-time job.

Kairi took a bite out of an apple that he'd stowed away in his messenger bag as he walked towards the footy park. The boy was beginning to develop a habit of walking around the place aimlessly whenever he had things on his mind. Sometimes it helped to clear his mind and other times it acted as inspiration for whatever project that he was working on at the time. That was the only thing that did seem like it was going to plan. Ever since being expelled from school towards the end of the previous year, Kairi couldn't tell if he was coming or going. There was a lot expected of him, and he didn't exactly know how to live up to any of that.

Kairi wasn't exactly surprised to see someone else there it was a free area after all. Looking down for a second he pulled out his phone after he felt the vibration, though he didn't comment, he read through the comments with mild interest. Kairi was kind of off-put by approaching Samantha just by reading the messages. Taking a deep breath, maybe it was against his better judgement but he approached anyway.

"Rough day?" Kairi asked though it might have come across as a little bit of a mumble.

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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice BakerKirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

It only took a few moments for Samantha's phone to start buzzing with replies to her post. A defeated gaze perused the comments as they lit up the screen of the otherwise locked mobile device - Max was asking if everything was okay, and her own mentor was explaining the situation. The Bourke didn't bother opening up the app to reply proper, instead placing the smartphone in her bag in an effort to forget about it.

Reaching for her cup once more, she managed to takee a sip prior to being approached by a vaguely familiar Sturt. Enhanced senses (even if they paled in comparison to those of a Dhampir or a Werewolf) picked up on the mumble without much of an issue, a sheepish smile filling her lips consequently. "Guilty as charged." Despite her mind state, the half-Veela's cheerful greeting was sincere - she had never been one to stay down for the count for too long, especially when people demonstrated any type of concern.

"In a manner of speaking, I guess." She nodded, continuing. "But I think it will be fine. Thank you for the concern." While the face was familiar she couldn't quite pin a name to it. Mentally berating herself over forgetting, she wasn't too sure about how to bring it up without sounding rude.

"Heading back to school?" She tried to divert the subject towards the most obvious topic at hand - perhaps she could even accompany this student if they had the same destination in mind.

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Sturt ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Student and Japanese tutorLisa
15 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ He/Him

Kairi wasn’t always attuned to the body language of strangers, but something about the girl had caught his attention, he wasn’t that cold-hearted not to notice that something seemed to be up, though. His mumbled words made him flush a little when he noticed Samantha’s smile. When he’d approached, he hadn’t expected things to change so quickly. “Does that mean that you’re admitting to a crime? Do I have to get an Auror or police officer?” Kairi lightly ran with the answer to his previous question. He honestly hoped that it was obvious that it was a joke and was not serious, even if there was a hint of a laugh to his voice and his signing was a little out flamboyant. Sometimes it was hard to tell with him because of how defensive he could be.

“No problem,” Kairi said with a shrug and a half-smile. At least everything appeared like it would be fine or at least that was the impression that he got from her statement. Plus, he didn’t exactly know what else, he should say, it had seemed like the best place to start because using the phrase ‘look on the bright side’ had seemed a little cheesy to him, especially since he didn’t really know Samantha. He’d only recently started picking up on a few classmates' names, one disadvantage of starting at a new school so late into your education.

“Yeah. Uh, I don’t really have anything to stick around for.” Kairi admitted in answer to Samantha’s question. There wasn’t really anything keeping him there in town at all. Not that he would know what to do when he got back to the school either, but he could cross that bridge when he got to it since he could always find something. “Are you heading that way too?” Kairi tried to play it off like he didn’t care but knocked it off when his stomach rumbled. “Uh, I have fruit.” He offered some pulling a lunchbox from his bag; there was a name tag clearly visible on the side of it.

 

 

 

 

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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice BakerKirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

The smile on Samantha's face stretched into a considerably wider grin for a brief moment as Kairi carried on with the little joke, but eventually a chuckle came breaking through her facade. Setting her juice cup down beside herself on the wooden bench, she raised her hands up, palms aligned to head level, portraying surrender for a few seconds prior to bringing them down again and reaching for the cup so to take another sip of the drink. It had been enough to lift her spirits, even if temporarily - she was one to get distracted rather easily, and it served for her to forget her plight, at least for the time being.

The Bourke nodded to Kairi's question briefly, an ear twitching ever so mildly as she easily picked up on the stomach rumbling - if only she had had enough time to get a few cookies before she had to leave the bakery. She didn't think Mr. Stewart would've minded (hell, he was often the one who insisted). Fortunately, they wouldn't be necessary, as Kairi seemed to have packed a light meal on himself.

As eyes carefully inspected the lunch box while he retrieved it, they were quickly trained on the name inscribed upon it - Kairi. It was, inadvertently, a life saver. She was brought back to reality as he alluded to offering her some of his food. "I appreciate the offer, but it wouldn't sit too well with me to make a dent in your snacks." Especially when he sounded like he needed it more than her.

She decided to get back up to her feet, using her free hand to stretch out the garments of her skirt properly and dust it off as well as she could - it wasn't like the two would hang around that spot when they had a curfew time to beat. "Forgive me for asking, but, have we met before?" It was the most tactful way she could envision bringing up her little issue: even if she now knew her first name and his face was vaguely familiar, she didn't exactly recall who he was still.

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