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Chronicle: Second Ascended

Having been focused on where she was putting her feet because of the unevenness of the ground, Zoey didn’t notice the tall dark-haired man standing in the doorway and lighting up a cigarette. “No, I’ve got it,” she replied with a smile, a little nervous about him coming closer with a lighter and lit cigarette. “I’m not really sure if they’re legal either. I’ve got a license, and I didn’t import them, so I don’t know how the law will view that.” As she was responding to the man’s question, a tallish woman, at least compared to Zoey, with blonde hair on the right side of her head and a shaved area on the left came through the doors, complaining when she walked right into the smoke from Des’s cigarette. When she spotted Zoey, however, she seemed to lose interest in Des and step forward, correctly guessing that the box contained fireworks. “I’m not sure why he still has his lighter out, but I would have told you that there were fireworks in the box if you would have just asked,” Zoey responded. “And yes, I do have a couple of barium ones, though my personal favorites are the purple ones.” The girl’s curiosity sated, she turned back to Des after walking a tiny bit farther into the field, asking him what he had wanted her to do. Before he responded to her, he made sure to introduce himself as Desmond and the woman as Astrid. “I’m Zoey,” she responded, nodding politely. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” But it seemed that Des was focused on answering Astrid’s question, spinning a tale about the machines breaking down, which was true according to the new sources Zoey had seen about it, and the workers dying, which was far less likely. Regardless, while they chatted, Zoey looked for a good spot to set up for the show. The stairs and patio off the back of the castle would provide adequate seating for a good number of people, leaving the ground for anyone who couldn’t fit on the patio. Now all that was left was to find a good patch of level ground to set up on. Level ground was important for making sure that the fireworks didn’t go off at an unexpected angle or something and end up hurting someone. Des’s comment about burning the forest down elicited a nervous chuckle as she worked, partly because she wasn’t sure if he was serious or not. The forest certainly wouldn’t be burning down on her watch.

Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

Dani

Name: Danielle Marie Carson Nickname(s): Dani Gender: Female Age: 11 House: Yet to be determined (Sorting Hat) Appearance: Dani is rather petite, standing at only 3’7” and weighing about 39 pounds, with straight, 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 any sort of well-defined musculature. The clothing she wears when not wearing the uniform usually consists of bright or pastel colored clothing, and is virtually limited to simple t-shirts and either pants or shorts, depending on the weather. One thing that is constant, however, is that she always has some sort of accessory in her hair, whether its a clip or a ribbon. 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: 7 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 exceptional when it comes to dueling because she doesn’t cast magic verbally and can spot her opponent's tells more easily. It's also worth mentioning that she has a large amount of magical power and a talent for using it efficiently. 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. Perhaps as expected, Dani is a rather exceptional artist and musician, having been involved in art and music classes and clubs throughout her life so far. 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 has a tendency to let things go that she shouldn’t. Another thing to note here is that she is pretty weak physically, which is primarily due to her small size. As such, she's not very strong, fast, or durable, and she doesn't have a great amount of endurance. 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. Some sounds in particular have been known to provoke negative responses in her, which can be a bit surprising for someone usually so sweet. 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 spacey, an idea popping into her head having a tendency to capture her attention for longer than it should. That's not to say that she's not intelligent; she's about average in that department. It's just that she might get stuck on a concept because it is interesting to her, or something along those lines. If anything, it helps her understand the material better, if at a slightly slower pace than her peers. 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 also included Dani of course. 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.

Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

If you guys have room for one more, I wouldn't mind using my character again, as we didn't really get all that far last time. If you aren't accepting anymore, that's fine. I just thought that I'd ask. :D

Magic of the Ancients

Sorry it took me so long. I've been juggling homework and I always find it hard to start off of just a description of the setting. Also, I hope no one minds Aren's attitude to the whole festival. I figured that humility would be an aspect associated with earth. :3

Magic of the Ancients

Having slipped into town earlier in the day to avoid her mother, who was fussy on the best of days and simply unbearable on ones like this, Aren was currently reclined on the roof of a random house, so as to be a little further removed from the bustle of people setting up for the festivities. The breeze blowing across her petite body was incredibly refreshing after the climb up the side of the building, though it didn’t do much for her hands, which were a little sore from the roughness of the wood. Still, that little pain wasn’t enough to diminish her good mood as she watched the clouds float by and bit into an apple she had plucked from one of the trees on her family’s farm. Of course, lying on random people’s houses was not Aren’s typical method of entertaining herself. Normally, she would be at the smithy as an apprentice, helping to hammer out some of the less complicated pieces, or she would be at her house, helping her family maintain the farm for the next season. But there were no chores on this day, and the smithy was closed, and so she found herself with virtually nothing to do but relax and idly wonder what the other shard-bearers were up to at the moment. Hearing some other, unseen people talk about what was going to happen that day as they passed by the house on the street below did dampen Aren’s good mood just a bit. Perhaps the others enjoyed all the attention they received for being one of the “special” children, but Aren found it grating to be made such a big deal over. She didn’t desire getting treated better than others just because she had been chosen by the crystal and so stuff like this whole celebration had a tendency to get on her nerves a little bit. But she knew what it meant to the people, so she went along with it and put up with their fussing as much as she could. Wriggling around a bit to get a little more comfortable, she thought about what the others would be like, as she only knew them as fellow schoolmates. Living on the outskirts of town had its disadvantages concerning making friends, as school only offered so much time to get to know someone. And that wasn’t even accounting for the fact that she was typically reserved and rather introverted when it came to talking to people she didn’t know very well. Hopefully they would be people that she could get along with fairly easily.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

Grimacing as the box was dropped into the back of the small blue Civic a little too roughly for her liking, Zoey climbed into the passenger seat as her roommate, Violet, came around to take the driver’s seat. She still couldn’t believe that Violet had managed to convince her to come along to the party with her, and with fireworks no less. To be honest, Zoey didn’t quite mind preparing the fireworks or going to the party. It was the thought of spending time crammed into a building with dancing strangers. Lost in her thoughts, Zoey didn’t realize that they were at the castle, the site of the party, until she could hear the music thumping through the stone walls. “Did you know that the castle was never really inhabited?” she asked rhetorically, looking at the castle. She had read a tour pamphlet about the area before, and, like all other facts, it was forever engraved in her memory, always within easy reach. “The Duke who had it built died before he could move in, and, as he had no heirs, it passed onto the control of the king.” “Hmmm,” Violet replied, too busy looking for a good spot to park and too used to Zoey’s tendency to share random facts to pay much attention. Unlike Zoey, who was dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans and a plain green, baggy t-shirt, Violet looked ready for a night out, wearing a short black dress, tights, and a make-up. It wasn’t that Zoey didn’t care how she looked. It was just that she always had other things on her mind and never seemed to have the time to pay much attention to her appearance. Once Violet had parked the car, Zoey got out and went to the trunk to make sure that none of the fireworks had been damaged during the ride. With the amount of extra cushioning she had put in there, everything was fine. And so, her check complete, she picked the box up and began carrying it around to the field behind the castle, passing by the front door and two girls in the process, though she was a bit too focused on making sure she didn’t trip and damage her cargo to pay them much mind beyond a friendly smile. The fireworks wouldn’t be going off until a little later into the party, as it wasn’t quite dark enough at the moment to really be able to appreciate their beauty. Most of them were ground-bound fireworks, but Zoey did have a larger one in store for the finale. That was one of the things she loved most about chemistry: being able to make beautiful things out of seemingly dangerous chemical reactions. Her skill with propulsion systems had also won her first place at a science competition last semester, and she had been glad of the opportunity to put her talent to use. She just hoped that the others enjoyed them.

Chronicle: Second Ascended

I'm a little wary of what you mean by consequences. :3

Chronicle: Second Ascended

How do you feel about Zoey bringing fireworks? She knows how to construct them and set them off safely, and I thought it would be a nice touch. :D

Magic of the Ancients

I found out about it while perusing the powerlisting wiki. :D Nether manipulation is the opposite of Aether manipulation, which is why I suggested it.

Magic of the Ancients

I'm not 100% sure if you were going for Gemma to be of the element opposite Aether, but a good name would be Nether if you were. :D