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[vyllieldr]

sierra-blackwood:

Normally, Sierra would grunt at the mention of a lovely day. But, for once, she’s not in disagreement with the comment. It is a lovely day. The cold reminds her of home, growing up in London. However, the amount of snow piled up outside is less than they would usually get at home. But not more than she’s ever seen. Her family has houses all over the country, and they’ve been known to meet further north for Christmas on occasion. “Large hills?” She questions casually, tossing a glance at the other girl. 

At first, Tyyne thought she may have spoken wrong, or mispronounced herself, she tended to do that more often, than it was called for, or needed, but a brief revise of her words reassured it wasn’t that silly of a question. – Yes, hills. Or something nearby that we could slide down with a sleigh or sky or is it just me not knowing the surrounding of the school and there isn’t at all?

[vyllieldr]

venusward:

Venus’ eyes shot upwards just to see the sleigh slipping in her direction right on time to take a step to the side. “Be more fucking careful, will you?” She yelled up to the blonde on the hill.

The silverette ended in cackles, the plastic she used, almost a mere tray slipped out from under her, rope flying somewhere out of her hands when a larger bump stopped it alltogether. – I will be more fucking careful, if I will be able to foretell this shit would break. Sorry. – Tyyne somehow dragged up herself.  – I hope you are alright besides the scare.

[vyllieldr]

contrarytrickster:

Felix gasped out and quickly shook the remnants from his jacket, quickly whipping around to find the culprit. “What in the hell was that for?” He questioned as he stooped down to gather up his own to launch in retaliation. 

 - Winter spirit! - She smiled, trying to get back into some bushes to hide. - What beats getting so cold you can't feel your limbs?

[to-earth-santos]

"If other benders can’t do it, I probably can’t." Tony smiled wryly, playing it off lightly like he usually did, but knowing it was all too true. He couldn’t even master the basics, so there was no way he had any special extra skills. "We practise a kind of magic in a way though. We’re all kind of magical here." He spread his hands outward. "Wow, I wish I knew an ancient language, even if I couldn’t make spells. I know a little Spanish, so maybe I could learn Ancient Spanish if that’s a thing?" He bounced a little on his heels excitedly, "I learnt bending from my dad first too. Was your mum a good teacher?"

"That doesn’t sound all that bad actually. Food makes any celebration. Maybe I could try celebrating that too this year. I’m a little old to go trick or treating. I do like it. Not nearly as much as Thanksgiving and Christmas though. They’re the best holidays, hands down."

[vyllieldr]

The sudden acerbic change in his tone worried Tyyne, wishing she would have not even mentioned the whole ordeal, a smile spread on her face in trials of cheering him up. – Well, yes actually. We’re almost like Hogwarts, but with phones and drinks. – A sad snort. – I don’t know, it’s not as if it is something entirely different, it’s like latin for Italian or Spanish, to be honest, I think that would be the ancient sort. That is if you aren’t from the Catalan region, if I’m right, there is divergence from main Spanish. As is with Spanish on the Americas, I guess.

Oh that sounds amazing. I could never imagine being able to do anything similar. I mean yeah, I’m good with Runes, but that’s about it. You just saw how horridly out of hand I am with what I am supposed to master. – The silverette looked away in slight shame. – At times I’m afraid, I’m putting my family to shame… But you don’t need to hear my whines.

Well, if you want, we could always cook something. Eating is nice. With the more people, the merrier. We don’t have Thanksgiving though. It sounds like a lovely gathering there. Do you have anything special you do that night besides the dinner?

[vyllieldr]

Snow. The smell of winter slowly creept its veil onto Clearbrook. Frost gathering in its silver dust on grass and leaves, flowers of ice slowly teasing their stay on windows, the forebearers of what is meant to arrive, winter. And so it did soon enough, an altogether glee covered campus, the cheer coming from outside the proof of its impact. Tyyne felt more home, the cold and its companions reminding of the house she grew up in, hinting towards the trips in Northern Sweden at the rest of her family, a small hint of joy, a wide smile. Silver locks blended in almost within eternal white, the walk well dressed for temperature gave hopes for skating and sleigh. – Oh hey. – She greeted the one afront. – Do you know of any larger hills around here? Lovely day we are having.

[vyllieldr]

– Got you! – Tyyne shouted cackling, the sight of the snowball falling into pieces on her schoolmate’s arse did not seem too childish at the time.

[vyllieldr]

– Get out of the way! – The scream from atop the hill, the string of sleigh was about to rip, she feared they would be the receiving part of her mindless slide.

[to-earth-santos]

"But just witches, right? I couldn’t cast any spells or anything. So what language do you speak? I’m guessing they don’t speak English in Scandinavia." He continued to pick at his clothes, examining the woven threads that he couldn’t pick out with the naked eye. He couldn’t do anything so detailed with his earthbending - though that might just be for lack of skills. "With the same word you can heal a wound or mend clothes? This seems like a vague science."

"All Saints’ Day? Alright yeah, I almost forgot that’s the other thing it’s called. Do you do anything for that? Go to church or something? Halloween is great, you’re going to love it. It’s bigger back home - that’s America - but it’s still really great here!"

[vyllieldr]

I think so, yes, never heard of benders doing this, but on the other hand I could always be wrong, I’ve heard some practices differ from the ones in other places, as you see me using runes more, than the wand. – A small smile, seeing him so interested in how it worked. – In ancient Norse. But I gather, it depends on what runes you use. I’ve heard the Celtics work with ancient Celtic language, Hungarian with Hungarian and so on. I’m not sure how it works exactly, I could not research as much, this is simply how I’ve learned it from my mother. Yes, actually yes. That’s why I said, it’s almost like wishing. – Tyyne shrugged, not bothered by it. – Yeah, All saint’s. Well it’s usually the time, when people visit the graves of their relatives and whatnot, we usually had some sort of gathering at night, with some food and remembering who passed. I’ve heard about it yes. I wager you love it very much, then.

[vyllieldr]

isaac-thayer:

"I can’t believe I got kicked out of meditation. I was just trying to lighten the mood a little. How dare he accuse me of being a nuisance all my life."

You know usually they believe the guidance ends with their words, not others'. Maybe mentioning to bring along some mushrooms to sleep wasn't a good idea?

[vyllieldr]

to-earth-santos:

"Oh wow, the runestones. Of course." He found himself briefly mesmerised staring at it, before looking back up to her face. "I’ve only met witches that use wands. How does it work? Do you just hold it and wish? I mean cast a spell. Or have you ever tried wishing? Looks like something you could wish on." That was something he hadn’t picked up from his dad. Like most adults, his dad had thought wishing was some nonsense; but as a kid, Tony had liked wishing on things, almost anything special he could find.

It took him a second to get it, but he grinned widely in response. “I guess it depends, but I can like getting blown away. In the metaphorical sense though. Please.”

"Again, don’t worry ‘bout it. Honest. Really? You didn’t have Halloween at home?" He couldn’t help the incredulous tone in his voice. It wasn’t the biggest holiday of the year, but it was very prominently there.

Well, it's not  all that hard, if you know the language. Basicly there are basic things some runes can do and what they cannot, just like spells, you have to know them, and then you command them with a simple word. Of course it takes practice, like everything else does, otherwise you could use it for something entirely different, than first intended. For instance, the word meant mend in English that took care of your clothes, but it I would not have concentrated properly or I don't know, would not have payed enough attention, I might have ended in healing a wound I did not see. - A smile, dismissing the sudden surge of rambling. - It sort of is like wishing, if your think about it.

 - Oh well please do not mind me if I try, even though I gather I would be the billionth one to do so. No, we did not have Halloween at home. All this dressing up thing was really new to be honest, we did have All Saints' day though, just never the night before.

[vyllieldr]

amaradeschamps:

"You can tell me how this silly thing works."

Oh, yes. Look. The video, the three headed goes here, the one goes there and this flat connects the two, now all you have to do just push the button.... aaand here.

[vyllieldr]

lyrabrooke:

No. I just wanted to look cute while wearing orange.

  Of course. I thought it would be a theme for this evening.

[vyllieldr]

lyrabrooke:

Velma. From Scooby Doo.

AH, yes now I see, I'm sorry. It's  really lovely. Do you want to solve crimes?

[vyllieldr]

lorenzovalerio:

"Mediocre, I’ve heard worse." Lorenzo chuckled lightly.

I know, I'm sorry, Mr Valerio. So... who should I be greeting?

[vyllieldr]

allison-watts:

Allison giggled quietly and shook her head, setting down her own drink on the bar counter. “It wasn’t the best, but it was still funny because of how bad it was.”

Yes, that's about my humour. The worse, the more I laugh.                   ------------Almost sad if I think of it. SO. Maleficent. Lovely costume. I was checking you out when you  left the bedroom quarters.

[vyllieldr]

lyrabrooke:

Lyra broke into a grin. “Not bad at all.” Her phone responded for her.

Thanks. So what are you dressed as?

[vyllieldr]

amaradeschamps:

"What am I supposed to be attaching to what?"

Okay, can I help you then? It would be easier.