(Kseniya)
The man still looked troubled after Niya got done talking. Honestly she didn't understand why he was so odd about breaking bones. As she was handed the packet and told her Moroi's name, she squinted slightly, not knowing who it was. With a nod she headed off, looking at his class schedule to find out he was in attack class. She didn't know exactly where the Moroi classes were, but she could wonder around for a bit, looking for them.
(Sonya)
Sonya twirled a bit of her hair while Alek spoke to his students, she kept bringing it over her upper lip and blowing out. Once Alek was speaking to her she blinked and smiled. "I've been fine. Mykhail and I moved the other week so that we could have an actual house closer to the school." She nodded and swayed for a moment before thinking of his next question. "Oh, I saw Dimitri about a week ago. We sat down and talked about the night mares again." Her arms wrapped around her chest and she sighed.
Suddenly she pouted. "Oh yes. Trishia. Um...what did she want to say....oh I don't remember anymore. Just talk to her later. She'll know what she wanted. And I'm sure you wouldn't mind talking to her more." She'd seen the slight flare up of his aura as she'd said Trishia's name.
(Trishia)
With Rae back in his proper place and the groups getting back to normal she nodded and sighed. It seemed none of them needed her at the moment so she started going through papers on her desk. Humming softly. She hoped that she could get Sebastian training soon.
(Gabby)
Honestly it was frustrating when she couldn't do something with her Element. She had almost leaned over and licked Rae's face, but had restrained herself from doing so. Mr. Matila had come in and now everyone was having to go back to their seats and play school. The air user looked at her friend across the room, making hand motions to signal that they should meet up after school, even if they had to deal with the novice Guardians. There were so many other things she could have been doing with her time, but no, she had to go play pretend with a bunch of Dhampir. Why couldn't they just practice and go right into work.
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(Kseniya)
Niya listend to her instructor, but didn't understand what he was trying to imply. "Of course you would leave the strigoi you were fighting to go after your ward. There would not be any contest in anyones mind." She nodded folded her arms over her chest. "This was as if it were fighting by myself. Mina is not here anymore, I don't have my ward." There was a tremble to Niya's lip as she thought of Mina Lazar, the girl she had been paired with since she was small. That was one thing her school had implemented a few years before, officially, since they'd been doing it for years before. They paired young Dhampirs with wards so that they would be able to practice with a live Moroi and never have to switch from training to job.
With a quick glance at the other students she bit her bottom lip. "I understand now though...to not break my fellow students bodies..." She rubbed her arms up and down with cold hands.
(Trishia&Sonya)
The kids seemed so shakey, especially the foreign girl. This made Sonya frown before she looked at the other Spirit user. She would see the magic building as he got closer to the girl. With the ask for privacey Sonya grabbed Trishia's arm and pulled her into the hall way, showing more strenth than it looked like she had. The young purple haired girl followed the red head quietly, glancing back at the boy and girl before looking at Anna and Gunner. The door closed and Trishia sighed, watching the two teens walk out of the infirmary. Then she turned to Sonya.
"Mr.Karp....I know it isn't your problem, but could you possibly go down to the Guardian Combat class and ask Aleksander if he would mind teaching Sebastian how to stake a strigoi?" The woman looked slightly worried about what the outcome of the request would be, but she supposed she'd know the answer soon enough from the man's own mouth. Sonya took off after a few moments, saying that she'd come back to the class room soon enough.
(Sonya)
The request was fine with Sonya, going to the Guardian part of the school this time of day would take her right in line with Mykhail. It took her all of five minutes to be in the Senior Training room. She could see Aleks watching his trainees, making a beeline to him from the door. Her red head bobbed up to him and she smiled. "Hello Guardian Belikov number two." She laughed at the little inside joke with Dimitri. "Trishia sent me over with a request, I hope you don't mind. She'd like you to train someone.....if you have the time."
(Trishia)
Trishia came off of the wall and went back up out of the infirmary, headed for her class room. She hoped that the students wouldn't be doing anything stupid.
The noise from her class room made her cheeks burn red. They weren't been too loud but were loud enough. She stepped into the room and blinked, seeing different elements being used against other elements. It was all friendly, mostly...at least..maybe. She frown and bunched up her shoulders before she walked into the middle of the room. "Enough, everyone sit down. I'm sorry for having to leave so suddenly, but if we could get back to our practices, that would be nice. Thank you. ...That means you Rae, please return to the fire side." She picked up a few papers from the floor and tapped her nails on her desk.
(Gabby)
[five minutes before]
The air users in her class sure were a boring lot. She'd been balancing her chair on the back legs before Rae had came over and dumped into the chair beside her. She'd been blowing little breezes through some papers on the desk for a few moments and stopped when he lit the fire. Her eyes went large and she smiled. "Oh dear heh...that seems like it'll be no challenge...or boring. Aren't you usually above this type of thing." She stuck her tongue out and threw an arrow of air at his spit fire. She chewed her gum a little faster, trying to use a hard burst of air rather than the lazy ones she usually did.
Niya listend to her instructor, but didn't understand what he was trying to imply. "Of course you would leave the strigoi you were fighting to go after your ward. There would not be any contest in anyones mind." She nodded folded her arms over her chest. "This was as if it were fighting by myself. Mina is not here anymore, I don't have my ward." There was a tremble to Niya's lip as she thought of Mina Lazar, the girl she had been paired with since she was small. That was one thing her school had implemented a few years before, officially, since they'd been doing it for years before. They paired young Dhampirs with wards so that they would be able to practice with a live Moroi and never have to switch from training to job.
With a quick glance at the other students she bit her bottom lip. "I understand now though...to not break my fellow students bodies..." She rubbed her arms up and down with cold hands.
(Trishia&Sonya)
The kids seemed so shakey, especially the foreign girl. This made Sonya frown before she looked at the other Spirit user. She would see the magic building as he got closer to the girl. With the ask for privacey Sonya grabbed Trishia's arm and pulled her into the hall way, showing more strenth than it looked like she had. The young purple haired girl followed the red head quietly, glancing back at the boy and girl before looking at Anna and Gunner. The door closed and Trishia sighed, watching the two teens walk out of the infirmary. Then she turned to Sonya.
"Mr.Karp....I know it isn't your problem, but could you possibly go down to the Guardian Combat class and ask Aleksander if he would mind teaching Sebastian how to stake a strigoi?" The woman looked slightly worried about what the outcome of the request would be, but she supposed she'd know the answer soon enough from the man's own mouth. Sonya took off after a few moments, saying that she'd come back to the class room soon enough.
(Sonya)
The request was fine with Sonya, going to the Guardian part of the school this time of day would take her right in line with Mykhail. It took her all of five minutes to be in the Senior Training room. She could see Aleks watching his trainees, making a beeline to him from the door. Her red head bobbed up to him and she smiled. "Hello Guardian Belikov number two." She laughed at the little inside joke with Dimitri. "Trishia sent me over with a request, I hope you don't mind. She'd like you to train someone.....if you have the time."
(Trishia)
Trishia came off of the wall and went back up out of the infirmary, headed for her class room. She hoped that the students wouldn't be doing anything stupid.
The noise from her class room made her cheeks burn red. They weren't been too loud but were loud enough. She stepped into the room and blinked, seeing different elements being used against other elements. It was all friendly, mostly...at least..maybe. She frown and bunched up her shoulders before she walked into the middle of the room. "Enough, everyone sit down. I'm sorry for having to leave so suddenly, but if we could get back to our practices, that would be nice. Thank you. ...That means you Rae, please return to the fire side." She picked up a few papers from the floor and tapped her nails on her desk.
(Gabby)
[five minutes before]
The air users in her class sure were a boring lot. She'd been balancing her chair on the back legs before Rae had came over and dumped into the chair beside her. She'd been blowing little breezes through some papers on the desk for a few moments and stopped when he lit the fire. Her eyes went large and she smiled. "Oh dear heh...that seems like it'll be no challenge...or boring. Aren't you usually above this type of thing." She stuck her tongue out and threw an arrow of air at his spit fire. She chewed her gum a little faster, trying to use a hard burst of air rather than the lazy ones she usually did.
Blarg....work. again...o.o *Falls over.*
(Kseniya)
Niya stood by as they helped Serena up, having a feeling that if she touched her they would get angry. Instead she put her hands in her pockets and followed Guardian Belikov over to the side. With the first instruction from him she grimaced. "Но сэр, что не имеет никакого смысла. Мы не собираемся отступать в реальной борьбе, люди должны знать, что нарушение будет чувствовать себя."
She gave a little nodd as he continued, rubbing her arms slightly. "Если вы считаете, что поможет .... Я сделаю все, что необходимо." Her fingers gripped her jeans tightly, her world sort of turning upside down at the thought of retreating. That was something she was taught not to do. Honestly she didn't know where this guy had been in Russia, but there was only one school for Siberian students and that would have had to be the one he was at. She wondered how he'd gotten out of breaking bone in his school years. "Надеюсь, что нет .... они единственные друзья, которых я .... вроде есть."
(Trishia)
It had been a few moments since they had started class and Trishia was waiting from a text so that she could bring Sebastian down to Sonya. The teacher had come out of the Royal Court to help her teach the spirit users in her class, though they'd also told her that the students needed to learn how to stake because that was where they could help the most. Just as Sebastian, who she could see had just checked his phone, said he was about to leave her phone buzzed. Sonya had sent "Bring him down. =D I'm ready." It was always so funny when Sonya and Trishia got together, two oddly bubbly spirits mingling together. Sonya of course had her darker moments, sometimes slipping into the madness of spirits dark side.
Trishia looked for one of the people she could leave in charge of the class, before her eyes fell on Basil. "Basil, could you please watch the class? Make sure the fire users don't burn anything down please?" And with that she shot off from the desk, running after Sebastian. While she was on the move she texted Sonya to meet them at the infirmary. Maybe Sonya could help Sebastian in whatever he planned to do there.
Once they were all in the room Trishia stood back, letting the friends be around Serena before she noticed a red head bobbing over to them. Sonya was wearing what looked like a hiking outfit, complete with a satchel. There was a small smile flitting over Trishia's face before she looked back at the students.
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(Sonya)
There was nothing like wearing hiking gear, some how it made you feel like you could do anything, and it made people look at you funny when you weren't hiking. Sonya smiled and shook her head as she made her way into the infirmary. Her friend had moved their teaching date from her room the the sick beds, which made....not a lot of sense, but nothing had to make sense so that was okay. The door opened to let her in and it smelled like any hospital would, sterile and clean. Sonya remembered laying in one of the beds for days....just laying there....listening to the voices, until they'd stopped. They'd stopped when she'd killed someone...With a quick shake of her head she told herself to stop thinking about all of that. She couldn't take it back, not that she wanted to, since she'd found a way to escape everything. Life was better now, though. She had a few spirit user friend and they all traded spirit rings to help each other cope.
Her mind was lost in though as she stood on the far end of the infirmary, before she felt the sparks of a spirit user start to climb up in an aura. She started walking that way, soon finding a male spirit user, along with Trishia. With a wave to both she looked at the girl who was walking away. "Oh dear...we'll have to fix fix fix won't we?" She started towards the girl, smiling a little. She had no clue that she sounded like she'd just sounded like a skipping record.
Niya stood by as they helped Serena up, having a feeling that if she touched her they would get angry. Instead she put her hands in her pockets and followed Guardian Belikov over to the side. With the first instruction from him she grimaced. "Но сэр, что не имеет никакого смысла. Мы не собираемся отступать в реальной борьбе, люди должны знать, что нарушение будет чувствовать себя."
She gave a little nodd as he continued, rubbing her arms slightly. "Если вы считаете, что поможет .... Я сделаю все, что необходимо." Her fingers gripped her jeans tightly, her world sort of turning upside down at the thought of retreating. That was something she was taught not to do. Honestly she didn't know where this guy had been in Russia, but there was only one school for Siberian students and that would have had to be the one he was at. She wondered how he'd gotten out of breaking bone in his school years. "Надеюсь, что нет .... они единственные друзья, которых я .... вроде есть."
(Trishia)
It had been a few moments since they had started class and Trishia was waiting from a text so that she could bring Sebastian down to Sonya. The teacher had come out of the Royal Court to help her teach the spirit users in her class, though they'd also told her that the students needed to learn how to stake because that was where they could help the most. Just as Sebastian, who she could see had just checked his phone, said he was about to leave her phone buzzed. Sonya had sent "Bring him down. =D I'm ready." It was always so funny when Sonya and Trishia got together, two oddly bubbly spirits mingling together. Sonya of course had her darker moments, sometimes slipping into the madness of spirits dark side.
Trishia looked for one of the people she could leave in charge of the class, before her eyes fell on Basil. "Basil, could you please watch the class? Make sure the fire users don't burn anything down please?" And with that she shot off from the desk, running after Sebastian. While she was on the move she texted Sonya to meet them at the infirmary. Maybe Sonya could help Sebastian in whatever he planned to do there.
Once they were all in the room Trishia stood back, letting the friends be around Serena before she noticed a red head bobbing over to them. Sonya was wearing what looked like a hiking outfit, complete with a satchel. There was a small smile flitting over Trishia's face before she looked back at the students.
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(Sonya)
There was nothing like wearing hiking gear, some how it made you feel like you could do anything, and it made people look at you funny when you weren't hiking. Sonya smiled and shook her head as she made her way into the infirmary. Her friend had moved their teaching date from her room the the sick beds, which made....not a lot of sense, but nothing had to make sense so that was okay. The door opened to let her in and it smelled like any hospital would, sterile and clean. Sonya remembered laying in one of the beds for days....just laying there....listening to the voices, until they'd stopped. They'd stopped when she'd killed someone...With a quick shake of her head she told herself to stop thinking about all of that. She couldn't take it back, not that she wanted to, since she'd found a way to escape everything. Life was better now, though. She had a few spirit user friend and they all traded spirit rings to help each other cope.
Her mind was lost in though as she stood on the far end of the infirmary, before she felt the sparks of a spirit user start to climb up in an aura. She started walking that way, soon finding a male spirit user, along with Trishia. With a wave to both she looked at the girl who was walking away. "Oh dear...we'll have to fix fix fix won't we?" She started towards the girl, smiling a little. She had no clue that she sounded like she'd just sounded like a skipping record.
Bump.
Hahaha, so.....I think some where in a few days or whatever Niya is going to try to make a move...=p
And .....I wonder how Belikov and Trishia's relationship is going to pan out.
And .....I wonder how Belikov and Trishia's relationship is going to pan out.
tsubasa said
GUYS! There is a really big spider in my house.. I left until I realized I left my bankcard and home... So I went back with the resolve to capture the spider. But when I found it and got my cup ready, it disappeared. Now I don't know where it is. I've placed towels at the bottom of my bedroom door and the bathroom door. Hoping, my dogs find and eat it. I thought I found it again but it was just a giant wasp... GUYS! I'm scared!!!
Hahaha, I would help but....I don't think I can make it to the Pacific coast...o.o
(Kseniya)
Niya gave a little laugh when Serena said it wouldn't help to hear in English. "Of course I wouldn't say it again in English. I'd just show you." She laughed a little harder and got into a loose stands, it was defensive but it would give her less time to move out of it. Niya always had a loose way of fighting, but it worked better than most of the rigid postures the other trainies used. Her hands were flat, the thumbs flat with the palm, and with Serena's question she nodded. As they began she rose up on her feet slightly, getting on the balls so that she could bounce, jump and roll if needed.
With a smile she took the offensive, using her speed to go for the other girls throat. She cupped her hand so that she would just knock the wind out of her, wanting to use the surprise, if it landed, to duck under her arm and spin kick her feet out from under her. That was of course if she landed the hit on Serena's throat, which she'd hopefully had a little amount of surprise for. The whole time she kept her eyes on the other girls face, ready to read which way she was going so that she could roll away.
Niya gave a little laugh when Serena said it wouldn't help to hear in English. "Of course I wouldn't say it again in English. I'd just show you." She laughed a little harder and got into a loose stands, it was defensive but it would give her less time to move out of it. Niya always had a loose way of fighting, but it worked better than most of the rigid postures the other trainies used. Her hands were flat, the thumbs flat with the palm, and with Serena's question she nodded. As they began she rose up on her feet slightly, getting on the balls so that she could bounce, jump and roll if needed.
With a smile she took the offensive, using her speed to go for the other girls throat. She cupped her hand so that she would just knock the wind out of her, wanting to use the surprise, if it landed, to duck under her arm and spin kick her feet out from under her. That was of course if she landed the hit on Serena's throat, which she'd hopefully had a little amount of surprise for. The whole time she kept her eyes on the other girls face, ready to read which way she was going so that she could roll away.
Name: Pamela Harrishon
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Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Physical Appearance:
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Blood: Muggle-born
House: Hufflepuff
Wand: Ivy wood, Thestral tail hair, and ten inches long.
Companion: Black Widow spider.
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Skills:
Weaknesses:
Favourite Lesson:
Bogart: A dark pool of blood that keeps bubbling and growing.
Patronus: A jaguar of abnormal size.
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Personality:
Like most girls who like the darker side to everything, Miss Pamela is a bubble of sunshine wrapped in a dark cloud of hate. She doesn't put herself out into many new situations, so when one does come around she comes off as antisocial. New people often get scared away from her because of how she talks and what she talks about.
History: Early life was quite easy for the young Pamela. She was well liked in her circle of friends and found all of them in odd places. It was all happy times until she started to show abilites that went beyond natural human talents. Of course she'd already had her photographic membory, but what she started showing was powers to move things while standing still or even float a little herself. By accident she even turned a lamp shade into a coffee pot. Little blips of magic kept popping up until one day when she got her letter. It had been the oddest letter she'd ever received, but it explained so many things that had gone one in her life that she broke down at the moment she'd read it and cried.
The first year had been strange, being called Muggle-born, or mud-blood, were common things with pure-bloods taking some high ground. Like her old school, though, she found friends that would accept her. In classes, as she'd started to grow in ability she'd been able to answer more questions and do more spells. Remember everything helped a little as well.
Years two and three were the easiest, having established herself in the wizarding community before quite well in the first year. In the second year she'd tried out for Quidditch, making defender easily as she'd sent the bludger the the leg of another student. Helping win several matches won hufflepuff the house cup for the year, even thought they were just the egg heads of the school. They lost it the next year because the seekers kept loosing the snitch.
Four and five had felt strange for most of the students, with tension in the community growing and spreading. Of course Pam's friends and herself hardly ever got mixed up in politics or in drama, so it didn't affect them nearly as bad as some other students. A few had already been pulled from school by their parents, worried that there would be another attack. Pamela had just done her home work and kept her head down for both years, only standing in the spot light if it was for her sport.
It was now time for her final year at Hogwarts, and she had no idea what to expect.
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Other: She had four tattoos, one on her hip of a lily, one on the bottom of her foot which is like an x-ray of her foot, the word beloved on her right wrist and the sign of the deathly hallows on her right shoulder.
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Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Physical Appearance:
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Blood: Muggle-born
House: Hufflepuff
Wand: Ivy wood, Thestral tail hair, and ten inches long.
Companion: Black Widow spider.
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Skills:
- Born with a photo-memory.
- Can do transformations of inanimate objects better than most other spells.
- Is part of the Quidditch team, a defender, and one of the best.
Weaknesses:
- Her little brother who is also in Hufflepuff.
- Being teased about the ever changing color of her hair.
- Her over sized nose.
- Not being able to hold on to a strong spell for much time at all.
Favourite Lesson:
- Potions and Poisons.
- Mythical Creatures
Bogart: A dark pool of blood that keeps bubbling and growing.
Patronus: A jaguar of abnormal size.
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Personality:
Like most girls who like the darker side to everything, Miss Pamela is a bubble of sunshine wrapped in a dark cloud of hate. She doesn't put herself out into many new situations, so when one does come around she comes off as antisocial. New people often get scared away from her because of how she talks and what she talks about.
History: Early life was quite easy for the young Pamela. She was well liked in her circle of friends and found all of them in odd places. It was all happy times until she started to show abilites that went beyond natural human talents. Of course she'd already had her photographic membory, but what she started showing was powers to move things while standing still or even float a little herself. By accident she even turned a lamp shade into a coffee pot. Little blips of magic kept popping up until one day when she got her letter. It had been the oddest letter she'd ever received, but it explained so many things that had gone one in her life that she broke down at the moment she'd read it and cried.
The first year had been strange, being called Muggle-born, or mud-blood, were common things with pure-bloods taking some high ground. Like her old school, though, she found friends that would accept her. In classes, as she'd started to grow in ability she'd been able to answer more questions and do more spells. Remember everything helped a little as well.
Years two and three were the easiest, having established herself in the wizarding community before quite well in the first year. In the second year she'd tried out for Quidditch, making defender easily as she'd sent the bludger the the leg of another student. Helping win several matches won hufflepuff the house cup for the year, even thought they were just the egg heads of the school. They lost it the next year because the seekers kept loosing the snitch.
Four and five had felt strange for most of the students, with tension in the community growing and spreading. Of course Pam's friends and herself hardly ever got mixed up in politics or in drama, so it didn't affect them nearly as bad as some other students. A few had already been pulled from school by their parents, worried that there would be another attack. Pamela had just done her home work and kept her head down for both years, only standing in the spot light if it was for her sport.
It was now time for her final year at Hogwarts, and she had no idea what to expect.
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Other: She had four tattoos, one on her hip of a lily, one on the bottom of her foot which is like an x-ray of her foot, the word beloved on her right wrist and the sign of the deathly hallows on her right shoulder.
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Um......if you guys want to make up whatever happens in your Elemental groups you can, like I did, or I can help you with it. Whatever you'd like to do. ^-^
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At least we can do our fight! =.D
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At least we can do our fight! =.D
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