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@MissCapnCrunch: No problem. :3 I'm glad that it helps things along. I did post just now as well, and, in case it's easy to miss, Dani is sitting in seat 2, next to Acacia. :D
Having obtained everything that she would need for her first year at Hogwarts a few weeks ago, Dani now stood in front of the pillar that the man from the Ministry assured her would take her to the platform where the train to the school, the Hogwarts Express, would be waiting. Unfortunately, that affirmation did very little to ease the anxiety that she was feeling. For someone who had never been away from home for more than a weekend at a time, leaving for an entire year was cause for nervousness and pangs of homesickness. And that wasn’t even considering the fact that she had been thrust into a world she hadn’t known existed until just a few weeks ago.
Her dad, sensing her anxiety using some sort of parental super power, placed his hand on her back, a gesture which did bring her some measure of peace and comfort. Her parents, always supportive, had been with her every step of the way, tagging along with her as the Ministry worker helped her purchase everything that she would need despite the both of them being just as clueless as their daughter. And they were both there with her on the day she would leave for the year.
Nodding, Dani followed the man from the Ministry as he stepped through the seemingly solid wall without flinching. Dani, however, was not actually able to suppress her reflexes and did end up stepping through the wall fully expecting to hit something solid, her eyes squinted shut and her body held stiffly. Of course, her parents were the exact same way, and the three of them together did attract a few glances from the other families around.
The Ministry worker was already instructing a young lad who would, presumably, load her possessions onto the train for the ride. Of course, she was permitted to grab her pink and purple backpack, which contained the whiteboard she commonly used to communicate, a few of her drawing books, and some snacks for the trip. The backpack itself had actually attracted a few eyes already, as it stood out rather sharply from the norm.
Before Dani could think further on that, the man from the Ministry finished instructing the lad concerning her luggage and turned to her and her family. “I’m dreadfully sorry,” he said, pulling out a pocket watch and glancing at the time, “but I’m afraid that she’s going to have to get on the train directly or she’ll miss it.” Her parents nodded their understanding, the man from the Ministry stepping aside so that they could say goodbye.
Bending over, her father picked her up and hugged her tightly before setting her down so that her mother could do the same. “Remember, sweetie, we love you and are very proud of you,” her mother said, clearly trying her best not to cry. “We know that you’ll do fine, but write to us every so often anyway, okay?” Dani nodded to show that she would, telling them that she loved her them both and would miss them terribly using sign language.
Her father, certain that he wouldn’t be able to speak very much without crying, merely affirmed that he loved her and would miss her as well. Then, after another round of hugs, she was stepping into the train and waving goodbye, trying to quell the pang of homesickness that hit. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to wave goodbye for very long before being pushed further inside by the wave of people before being pushed into a compartment where a boy with brown hair and a girl with reddish hair were currently sitting.
Unsure of her odds in trying to leave the compartment, primarily because that would involve fighting through the crowd of people, Dani sat down in the seat next to the girl, which, according to the plate above the seat, was seat number two. Figuring the logical next step would be to introduce herself, Dani reached into her backpack and pulled out her whiteboard and a simple black marker. “Hello. My name is Dani. May I ask what your names are?” she wrote on the smooth white surface before holding it up so they could see.
Her dad, sensing her anxiety using some sort of parental super power, placed his hand on her back, a gesture which did bring her some measure of peace and comfort. Her parents, always supportive, had been with her every step of the way, tagging along with her as the Ministry worker helped her purchase everything that she would need despite the both of them being just as clueless as their daughter. And they were both there with her on the day she would leave for the year.
Nodding, Dani followed the man from the Ministry as he stepped through the seemingly solid wall without flinching. Dani, however, was not actually able to suppress her reflexes and did end up stepping through the wall fully expecting to hit something solid, her eyes squinted shut and her body held stiffly. Of course, her parents were the exact same way, and the three of them together did attract a few glances from the other families around.
The Ministry worker was already instructing a young lad who would, presumably, load her possessions onto the train for the ride. Of course, she was permitted to grab her pink and purple backpack, which contained the whiteboard she commonly used to communicate, a few of her drawing books, and some snacks for the trip. The backpack itself had actually attracted a few eyes already, as it stood out rather sharply from the norm.
Before Dani could think further on that, the man from the Ministry finished instructing the lad concerning her luggage and turned to her and her family. “I’m dreadfully sorry,” he said, pulling out a pocket watch and glancing at the time, “but I’m afraid that she’s going to have to get on the train directly or she’ll miss it.” Her parents nodded their understanding, the man from the Ministry stepping aside so that they could say goodbye.
Bending over, her father picked her up and hugged her tightly before setting her down so that her mother could do the same. “Remember, sweetie, we love you and are very proud of you,” her mother said, clearly trying her best not to cry. “We know that you’ll do fine, but write to us every so often anyway, okay?” Dani nodded to show that she would, telling them that she loved her them both and would miss them terribly using sign language.
Her father, certain that he wouldn’t be able to speak very much without crying, merely affirmed that he loved her and would miss her as well. Then, after another round of hugs, she was stepping into the train and waving goodbye, trying to quell the pang of homesickness that hit. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to wave goodbye for very long before being pushed further inside by the wave of people before being pushed into a compartment where a boy with brown hair and a girl with reddish hair were currently sitting.
Unsure of her odds in trying to leave the compartment, primarily because that would involve fighting through the crowd of people, Dani sat down in the seat next to the girl, which, according to the plate above the seat, was seat number two. Figuring the logical next step would be to introduce herself, Dani reached into her backpack and pulled out her whiteboard and a simple black marker. “Hello. My name is Dani. May I ask what your names are?” she wrote on the smooth white surface before holding it up so they could see.
@Rune and reem: Would you guys mind if I joined in on the collaboration? If not, I'll go ahead and get a post done so that I'm caught up before joining in. :3
Pearleane Pompaque - MissCapnCrunch
Caelum Liquin - Eyeris
Magnus Cromwell - soren
Rozalia Éathliel - MiddleEarthRoze
Aya(Alistair) Nullveil - WanderingSpirit
Devin Coal - World Traveler
Dani Carson - TaliPaendrag
Acacia Coronet - Rune_Alchemist
Jacob Masters - Avanhelsing
Luke Soper - reem
Felix Kenvern - Turtles
Darryl Riton - Gareth
I went ahead and consolidated the characters and their players into a list for easy reference. :3 If anyone has a problem with that, I'll take it down, but I figured it would be convenient for everyone. I'll get a post up later today after classes and such.
Caelum Liquin - Eyeris
Magnus Cromwell - soren
Rozalia Éathliel - MiddleEarthRoze
Aya(Alistair) Nullveil - WanderingSpirit
Devin Coal - World Traveler
Dani Carson - TaliPaendrag
Acacia Coronet - Rune_Alchemist
Jacob Masters - Avanhelsing
Luke Soper - reem
Felix Kenvern - Turtles
Darryl Riton - Gareth
I went ahead and consolidated the characters and their players into a list for easy reference. :3 If anyone has a problem with that, I'll take it down, but I figured it would be convenient for everyone. I'll get a post up later today after classes and such.
~"Dani's here," Dani writes onto her whiteboard before erasing it.~
I'm not really sure who Dani would sit with though.
I'm not really sure who Dani would sit with though.
I know I'm looking forward to starting as well. :D
Itzli nodded in response to Lucien’s words, about to mention that leading men into battle didn’t involve taking unnecessary risks that would more than likely get him killed when several arrows pierced the canvas of the tent, the sound of steel clashing against steel following shortly afterwards. Lucien wasted no time in jumping to his feet and darting out of the tent, almost immediately engaging an enemy.
Though she felt that her skills would be better suited to helping defeat the enemy, Itzli decided to follow Lucien’s wishes. Turning to the balding physician, she said, “Stay here until I return. I’m going to gather some men and we’ll take everyone who can’t fight to safety. Don’t worry about men coming in here. I’ll curse the area to protect you.” And she did, taking a few moments to lay the spell over the area of the tent, creating a nasty curse that would disorient any enemy who crossed into the area. It wouldn’t have nearly as severe an effect as if she had used it on an individual, but it should be enough of a deterrent to keep people from trying, if the fact that it was a medical tent wasn’t enough to make it an unappealing target.
Once the slight protection was set up, Itzli ran out of the tent, heading in the direction of the civilian tents. Most of the fighting hadn’t yet made it past the outer ring of tents, which was rather surprising given the fact that they were ambushed while they were preparing to relax for the night. The civilian tents were inside the camp, but near the edge, so it was unlikely that they had been left entirely untouched, though most soldiers tended to ignore civilians.
Along the way, Itzli ran into a couple pockets of fighting. Her arrival, always a surprise, was enough to tip the tides of the fighting in their favor, and few of the rebels were injured on the way to their destination. As expected, there had been very little fighting taking place in the civilian area. Most of the civilians were still there, huddling in their tents until the fighting was over. The enemy troops had apparently checked the various tents for rebels, or, more than likely, Lucien himself, as the flaps that made their entrances were hacked through and out of the way.
The civilians, recognizing Itzli and the small force of six or seven men she had picked up along the way as allies, were eager to emerge from the tent and follow orders, which meant that it wasn’t difficult for her to explain that they were going to head back to the medical tent and before escaping. Once she was certain that everyone understood, she began leading the way back to the medical tent, taking the most direct path, as it passed through the interior of the camp where the fighting was the least intense.
Incidentally, they only ran into one small group of enemy soldiers that were heading towards where the fighting was the heaviest. Considering the enemy was outnumbered at least three to one, and that the rebels had caught them by surprise, it wasn’t shocking to see that they weren’t an obstacle for very long. Itzli herself had taken out the last man as he tried to run, darting forward with surprising speed and thrusting her sword through his back before yanking it out and wiping the blood off with the man’s cloak.
Regardless, it wasn’t long before they arrived at the medical tent where, fortunately, everyone was still safe and sound. “Ah! Lady Itzli, you’re back!” the physician exclaimed, clearly relieved to see someone he knew could protect them. “I don’t think that any of the enemy soldiers tried to get in here, but I’d rather not wait around to see if they do try.”
Itzli nodded before speaking. “Anybody who can help carry the sick or injured, line up over here,” she said, gesturing to the right side of the tent. The able-bodied men of the group, and even a few of the women, lined up dutifully, ready to help their fellow man escape the enemy. Part of Itzli wondered if it was the fact that they knew what lay in store for them if they were caught that prompted such behavior, though she wasn’t able to grasp it herself.
The process of assigning people to carry others was longer than most would expect. Some of the sick or injured were entirely unable to help support themselves, so it required a very strong man, like the blacksmith, or two men to carry. And then it had to be decided who would be best suited to carrying whom, which itself involved a lot of shuffling around. But eventually everyone was accounted for, and they were able to slip out the back and head towards the escape route. Hopefully, they wouldn’t run into a great deal of opposition. The fighting sounded to be mostly behind them, but there was always the chance that enemy soldiers were among the tents at the edge in front of the escape route.
Though she felt that her skills would be better suited to helping defeat the enemy, Itzli decided to follow Lucien’s wishes. Turning to the balding physician, she said, “Stay here until I return. I’m going to gather some men and we’ll take everyone who can’t fight to safety. Don’t worry about men coming in here. I’ll curse the area to protect you.” And she did, taking a few moments to lay the spell over the area of the tent, creating a nasty curse that would disorient any enemy who crossed into the area. It wouldn’t have nearly as severe an effect as if she had used it on an individual, but it should be enough of a deterrent to keep people from trying, if the fact that it was a medical tent wasn’t enough to make it an unappealing target.
Once the slight protection was set up, Itzli ran out of the tent, heading in the direction of the civilian tents. Most of the fighting hadn’t yet made it past the outer ring of tents, which was rather surprising given the fact that they were ambushed while they were preparing to relax for the night. The civilian tents were inside the camp, but near the edge, so it was unlikely that they had been left entirely untouched, though most soldiers tended to ignore civilians.
Along the way, Itzli ran into a couple pockets of fighting. Her arrival, always a surprise, was enough to tip the tides of the fighting in their favor, and few of the rebels were injured on the way to their destination. As expected, there had been very little fighting taking place in the civilian area. Most of the civilians were still there, huddling in their tents until the fighting was over. The enemy troops had apparently checked the various tents for rebels, or, more than likely, Lucien himself, as the flaps that made their entrances were hacked through and out of the way.
The civilians, recognizing Itzli and the small force of six or seven men she had picked up along the way as allies, were eager to emerge from the tent and follow orders, which meant that it wasn’t difficult for her to explain that they were going to head back to the medical tent and before escaping. Once she was certain that everyone understood, she began leading the way back to the medical tent, taking the most direct path, as it passed through the interior of the camp where the fighting was the least intense.
Incidentally, they only ran into one small group of enemy soldiers that were heading towards where the fighting was the heaviest. Considering the enemy was outnumbered at least three to one, and that the rebels had caught them by surprise, it wasn’t shocking to see that they weren’t an obstacle for very long. Itzli herself had taken out the last man as he tried to run, darting forward with surprising speed and thrusting her sword through his back before yanking it out and wiping the blood off with the man’s cloak.
Regardless, it wasn’t long before they arrived at the medical tent where, fortunately, everyone was still safe and sound. “Ah! Lady Itzli, you’re back!” the physician exclaimed, clearly relieved to see someone he knew could protect them. “I don’t think that any of the enemy soldiers tried to get in here, but I’d rather not wait around to see if they do try.”
Itzli nodded before speaking. “Anybody who can help carry the sick or injured, line up over here,” she said, gesturing to the right side of the tent. The able-bodied men of the group, and even a few of the women, lined up dutifully, ready to help their fellow man escape the enemy. Part of Itzli wondered if it was the fact that they knew what lay in store for them if they were caught that prompted such behavior, though she wasn’t able to grasp it herself.
The process of assigning people to carry others was longer than most would expect. Some of the sick or injured were entirely unable to help support themselves, so it required a very strong man, like the blacksmith, or two men to carry. And then it had to be decided who would be best suited to carrying whom, which itself involved a lot of shuffling around. But eventually everyone was accounted for, and they were able to slip out the back and head towards the escape route. Hopefully, they wouldn’t run into a great deal of opposition. The fighting sounded to be mostly behind them, but there was always the chance that enemy soldiers were among the tents at the edge in front of the escape route.
I copied my profile over to here as well. :3
Dani is rather petite, standing at only 4’0” and weighing about 50 pounds, with curly, light brown hair that hangs down to her shoulders and blue eyes. She has a round face with a button nose and small ears that are normally hidden by her hair. Her body shape is rather slender, though it is obvious that she doesn’t have well-defined muscles to any extent.
The clothing she wears when not wearing the uniform usually consists of bright or pastel colored clothing. The uniform itself is the same as that of every other student at Hogwarts, though maybe a little ill-fitting due to her small size.
Wand:
Length: 8 and ½ inches
Wood: Pine
Core: Unicorn hair
Pet: None
Strengths: Dani is quite skilled at reading body language and other nonverbal communication, as well as communicating without speaking, both of which are due to the fact that she is mute. She’s also quite good at going unnoticed, which is partially due to her small size. Though it shouldn’t come up for a while, it is worth mentioning that she is slightly above average when it comes to dueling because she doesn’t cast magic verbally.
It might accurately be described as a strength, but Dani also has synesthesia, which means that she associates colors with letters, numbers, and sounds, as well as other associations. Though an adept artist by herself, her synesthesia does help in the creative process as well.
Weaknesses: Dani is unable to speak, having been born mute, in addition to having Nyctophobia, or the fear of the dark. She is also entirely new to the whole magic thing, as she is a muggle-born witch. As such, she is often unsure of what she’s doing or proper customs, which can lead her into trouble with others. Due to being unable to speak, it is rather easy for others to bully her, and she had a tendency to let things go that she shouldn’t.
A negative side-effect of her synesthesia is that she has a tendency to space out when experiencing something particularly intense, like a crescendo in music or a particularly vivid image. While these moments are usually pleasant, they can result in sensory overload, causing discomfort, irritability, or pain.
Personality: Dani is, at first impression, a rather cold, distant person. But that is primarily because she can’t speak, and, upon getting to know her, it becomes clear that she is actually a sweet and kind-hearted individual who enjoys the company of others. Dealing with people who don’t understand her condition or who are impatient in dealing with her has resulted in her developing a surprising amount of patience for a child of her age.
Unfortunately, Dani can be rather spacy, an idea popping into her head having a tendency to capture her attention for longer than it should. Despite this, she does try hard to keep up with classes and apply herself to her strange new life.
History: Dani grew up in a small, rather unassuming muggle town in England. Apart from being mute and a synesthete, her life was rather normal. The only thing that her conditions resulted in were some bullying here and there and finding new ways to deal with the hassles of public school. There were a few times that she noticed that she was able to do things she shouldn’t have been able to do, though she usually just brushed them off as her overactive imagination playing tricks on her.
It wasn’t until she turned eleven on February 14th, that she discovered the magical side of the world, as a ministry official, who looked rather ridiculous if she was being honest, arrived at her doorstep with a letter of invitation to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was there for quite some time explaining everything to the bewildered family, which did include Dani. By the time he was done, however, it was rather clear that the best option was to agree to send Dani to the school.
Preparing for the year took quite a bit of time, though mostly because they understood nothing about what they would need or where to get it and had a million questions for the ministry official who was tasked with guiding them through Diagon Alley. Really, the poor man deserved a medal of some sort for putting up with the small family, as the questions they asked seemed as though they would have common sense answers that would get tiring to answer.
Eventually, however, they did manage to acquire everything that she would need for her first year. From there, time seemed to fly until the day arrived to send her off at Platform 9 and ¾.
NPCs: None, currently
Other: Dani carries a whiteboard and a variety of dry-erase markers around with her as a means of easy communication.I got a picture for my character. :3 That actually didn't take as much time as I thought it would.
I figured something fun like a whiteboard. :3 You know, something that most of the students would be rather mystified by at first. Plus its easy to erase and rewrite things. Alternatively, she could actually write on a piece of parchment, but it doesn't seem to be as fun.
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