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Abigail Sanderson. Are you a good witch or a bad bitch? @descendantsrp

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In spite of her brief attempt to play coy, Abigail couldn't help but grin when she was called out; she was about as subtle as her mother, in that regard; she couldn't bite back joy where she found it.

She was slowly learning that in Auradon that was less of a weakness.

"Well." She said, trying and failing to slip into the mysterious drama she'd hoped to capture earlier. "I've looked everywhere and haven't found a single person who's any fun! I'm starting to consider hopping a boat back home so l don't die of boredom." Abigail announced, playing with the bracelet which kept her magic (if she even had magic) contained.

[mlndless]

When Harry noticed her fiddling with her bracelet, he held back a scathing remark about how he considered it to be an unnecessary shackles. He had no magic of his own, so he was not required to wear one, but he would have chewed off his own hand to prove a point if they had tried to force one on him. Which would have also likely gotten him sent back to the Isle so it was lucky that he was not one of the crew that weilded magic.

"Ah, the lads around 'ere are very dull," he mused, referring generally to all people of Auradon. "Good thing you came to tha right place. Pirates always know how to 'ave fun." He grinned widely before gesturing for her to follow him as he continued his stroll along the dock.

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“Oh, you’re still allowed to call yourself a pirate?” Abby asked, a taunting note creeping into her voice as she took off after him, hanging just a few paces behind to see if she could make him slow for her. “I figured they’d have tried to make you all rebrand by now. Loyal sailers of the Auradon navy or whatever.”

Abby gave up her game of trying to make him slow, rushing a few paces ahead to catch up when it became apparent he wasn’t about to acquiesce to her.

“What do they call pirates when they want to pretend they’re the goodies? Privateers?” She pressed, trying to wind Harry up a little, now.

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Skipping class again was a bad decision, but given she was planning to fail anyway, Abigail didn’t mind. Her lecture sounded dull as dishwater and she wasn’t ready for a nap, so she found herself sitting in a bar near campus (though it was much too early in the day for it) looking for trouble.

Being surrounded by goodie-goodie Auradon types 24/7 had her bored out of her mind.

She desperately missed trouble.

Looking around Abby managed to make eye contact with one of the few other patrons, shooting them a smile, but not moving from her seat— not yet.

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Jessie hated alcohol. The smell of it, the way people acted around it. It was no wonder why, if you knew a damn thing about her family. She usually avoided the building completely on her way home from campus, but the flooding had left some roads blocked off while the city figured out what to do.

Catching the eye of the blonde witch wasn't typical for Jessie either, but she could always tell when someone was staring. Call it a pirate's intuition.

"If you're trying to hypnotize me, it's not working."

[abby-amuck]

Abby didn’t bother stopping staring when she realised that the person on the street was uncomfortable— if anything it just made her eyes shine with fresh mischief. The discomfort made her feel some rush of power, and wasn’t power always a witch’s goal?

“I’m not trying to hypnotise you.” She announced with a mock pout, leaning forwards on her stool so her elbows rested against her knees and she’d fully angled her body towards the passer by. “You were just the most interesting thing in my eye-line.”

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Abigail had no good reason to be hanging out near the docks. She had a mountain of untouched course work and class in the morning— every sensible instinct she had was telling her to go home, and yet the louder bit of her that had been home sick for weeks told her to stay, and ogle the sailors a while longer, and pretend she was back at the filthy isle docks looking for fun.

Even sailors were boring in Auradon, but she could at least see a few familiar faces amongst the crowd, and eventually she broke down and wandered over to one, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

“Fancy running into you here…” She began, as if she weren’t the one out of place.

[mlndless]

Harry was whistling as he stepped off the Lost Revenge and onto the docks. The song of the ocean and the noise of the dock workers clashing together was music to his ears. The endless noise lifted his spirits and almost reminded him of home. As dreary as the Isle was and is, it was still full of excitement, unlike boreadon.

A piece of that old excitement made itself known after he had traveled a few paces down the docks. "Ah pirate found on the docks, fancy t'at," he spoke teasingly. "What are ye really doin' here?"

[abby-amuck]

In spite of her brief attempt to play coy, Abigail couldn't help but grin when she was called out; she was about as subtle as her mother, in that regard; she couldn't bite back joy where she found it.

She was slowly learning that in Auradon that was less of a weakness.

"Well." She said, trying and failing to slip into the mysterious drama she'd hoped to capture earlier. "I've looked everywhere and haven't found a single person who's any fun! I'm starting to consider hopping a boat back home so l don't die of boredom." Abigail announced, playing with the bracelet which kept her magic (if she even had magic) contained.

[abby-amuck]

[Closed Starter @mlndless]

Abigail had no good reason to be hanging out near the docks. She had a mountain of untouched course work and class in the morning— every sensible instinct she had was telling her to go home, and yet the louder bit of her that had been home sick for weeks told her to stay, and ogle the sailors a while longer, and pretend she was back at the filthy isle docks looking for fun.

Even sailors were boring in Auradon, but she could at least see a few familiar faces amongst the crowd, and eventually she broke down and wandered over to one, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

“Fancy running into you here…” She began, as if she weren’t the one out of place.

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[Open Starter]

Skipping class again was a bad decision, but given she was planning to fail anyway, Abigail didn’t mind. Her lecture sounded dull as dishwater and she wasn’t ready for a nap, so she found herself sitting in a bar near campus (though it was much too early in the day for it) looking for trouble.

Being surrounded by goodie-goodie Auradon types 24/7 had her bored out of her mind.

She desperately missed trouble.

Looking around Abby managed to make eye contact with one of the few other patrons, shooting them a smile, but not moving from her seat— not yet.

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About me

Full name: Abigail Mabel Sanderson

Nickname: Abby

Gender: Cis woman

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 21

Date of Birth: July 30th

Star Sign: Leo

Sexuality: Labels are for pussies

Mother: Sarah Sanderson

Father: It’s cute that you think I know.

Eye Colour: Hazel

Hair Colour: Blonde

Height: 5’3

Birthmarks: None I’m showing off for free

Scars or tattoos: None, yet.

Piercings: Just my ears, as far as you know…

Other Notable Features: I have to wear this ugly anti-magic bangle all the time.

I’m fresh from the isle and eager to explore this big bright beautiful world all you goodie two-shoes have been hogging! It’s been a little bland so far, but I suppose that’s why you wanted some spice from the isle, right?

I’m not a good girl. You don’t want me to be.

I’m happy to be here, but don’t expect me to talk bad about my mamma or my aunts— I’m still in the coven and I don’t talk shit about other bad bitches.

Witch at heart.

[abby-amuck]

What do people usually assume about you before getting to know you?

People always think I’m easy but I’ve got standards same as anyone else. I know what I’m worth and I’m not going to play around with boys and girl that can’t take care of me.

~Abby

[abby-amuck]

What do you think are your best and worst qualities?

Oh, best definitely my boobs, one million percent! I’ve got great boobs. Worst is probably my smarts cause I don’t have any. Aunt Winnie told me she’d say I’m dumb as a brick but that’d be mean to bricks.

~Abby

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