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Alba Buchanan Ilvermorny Pukwudgie

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hondo-mage:

     “Yeah, but time will pass and new heroes will replace him.” he said dryly, “I respect what he’s done and wouldn’t mind meeting him…but it’s not like anyone in America or Japan or Kenya hasn’t been heroic or stopped problems.” he waved his hand nonchalantly. Hondo didn’t mean any disrespect but he was sick of everyone stuck of the the Golden Era, a time of Voldemort or what happened in Europe. Many other magical communities had their problems and conqured them… None the less he looked back at her, “I want to be a Witch-Hunter.” he said proudly, “It much like an Auror or Hit Wizard I guess….They are part of our magical military in South Africa and some parts in the north. It’s always been a dream of mine and why I focused in martial magic.” he explained but then felt his cheeks blush, “Thank you. That’s kind to say but I also don’t believe you don’t care much. Everyone cares to an extent, but I think it’s nice you are so care-free though…” 

        “I don’t even mean any of the stuff he did consciously, and that was a lot.” She shrugged. “Mister survived an unforgivable curse being a baby. Who else has done that? Circumstantial, maybe, but people make a fuzz out of it. Not me though, but some people do.” Alba truly only ever memorized stuff for tests, then forgot all about it unless it seemed interesting enough. This guy was truly honorable, wasn’t he? She almost wanted to laugh about it. Not because she thought it was dumb because that was truly not the case, but she thought people like this only ever existed in movies. “Sounds like a good plan then.” Alba nodded, telling him what he probably wanted to hear. “Oh, you don’t believe it?” She turned to look at him, shaking her head along with her question as if to emphasize it. “Well, that’s up to you, I suppose. If you uh... happen to want to feel carefree, I know a way.”

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hondo-mage:

    Her laughter caused him to smirk, yet he hide it by pulling away from her view and looked out at the castle. It was nice to feel like a student more than a champion—even as her words held some truth about it being a burden. “I get that, but for me and at least where I come from it’s just about recognition.” he said simply, “Not all magical communities are as famous or well talked about like our European ones…if I get my name out here, it’ll help my goals be achieved back home.” Hondo hummed for a secodn to himself, “I’m not sure if I’ll win but I like a challenge, and I like the idea of being able to put my school’s name out there as something people should take more seriously.” shrugging after, “Or maybe I’m just too worked up and need to not be so up tight about it all…maybe I should relax more like you.”

        “The British community has Harry Potter in its historical figures. Admittedly, that’s gonna take a while to top.” She offered, raising her eyebrows before she went on. “Oh? These goals being?” Alba wondered out loud, authentically curious about what he had to say. His motivation sounded sincere enough. At least, he was a guy with a plan instead of someone who thought to throw their name into the goblet would be funny or a way to get laid, or even, just a way to get the monetary prize without caring for the rest of it. “If the Tournament could be won out of good intentions you would’ve won it already, though I’m not sure how wise it is to say you should relax like I do. There’s a difference between relaxing and just... you know, not caring about much.”

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rosakrum:

Rosaline looked up at the girl over her, smiling as she took her hand, standing. She was so late at this point she wasn’t even sure it was worth going at all. She had never skipped a class before, but she figured the best time to do it was when there were too many students to keep track of. “I’m late for a class. The Durmstrang dorms are all the way past the lake. It’s a hike just to get here.” She ran a hand through her hair, trying to tame it a bit. “Do you have an off period?”

        “Huh...” She questioned herself when the girl asked if she had an off period. She frowned, half looking up as if searching for something in her mind. “Do I? You know what? I don’t know. I think I may be way too late to even attempt to walk into the class I think I have.” She clarified with a laughter, feigning embarrassment, as it more than likely wouldn’t be the last class she skipped during her stay at Hogwarts. “In any case... How have you memorized everything in here? The staircases confuse me enough as is.”

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javidlund:

And that was when Javid made a mental note of the fact not to call Alba a princess, she did not wish to be called one. Something he understood, dearly, for he wished not to have labels upon himself either – even if it is a joke. Moments later, he brought up the jay he had been rolling whilst listening to her speak to his mouth, licked along the side and then completed the roll. “It’s fucked up that’s for sure– “ Javid paused momentarily before pulling up his usual smile, one he played over the darkness that he dreaded, and inherited from his mother. He knew what it was like to draw blood, in a different way than the Praesumptor– but, he knew what it did to a person. And he feared not for what had happened, but for what was yet to come. Because he was sure, this was just the beginning. 

“I’m glad you’re alright– though I doubt whoever it is would come after you– they’d bring you right back here like please take her!” Sarcasm, this was pure sarcasm. For Javid didn’t know how to deal with serious situations other than to make jokes and ridicule them. For he wished not to speak of his own terrible deeds. “Yes, of course I have it on me at all times ready for those emergency smokes, and for your information– they only ever tell us off for firewhiskey and butter beer, so as far as I know weed isn’t illegal in the magical community.” Shrugging ever so slightly he dodged her question regarding his well-being entirely, and brought the jay up to his lips, lit it and took in a deep breath. A couple moments later he glanced over at Alba, “Want some?”

        Alba finally sat up, half crossing her legs and resting her elbow on her knee, face setting on her palm. She couldn’t help but notice he looked like a cat, rolling the jay, sealing the skin as he talked to her; silent, elegant, fluid in his movements. This man was nothing short of ridiculous. “Hmm.” She conceded to what he said even if she hadn’t outright been paying attention thanks to his looks being more than distracting. “It’s more than just fucked up. Who mangles someone like that? These are not your regular kidnappers, that’s for sure.” It was beyond her to imagine hurting someone to that level. Then again, hurting others was simply not in her nature.

          “Okay... I’m not going to deny or confirm your suspicion.” She laughed at that at least. She could understand people dealing with it all in any way they could, so she wasn’t going to tell him joking about something so delicate wasn’t funny. It was... at least that dumb joke had been. It took a special kind of person to actually stand Alba in all of her emotional range, she supposed... not to mention she was needy in some aspects. Some. She noticed the way he evaded her question, so she didn’t put any more pressure on the subject, for now. “You don’t need gas, you already have the grass... so at the moment there’s only one way I can pay you for that and I really don’t feel up for that right now. I’m good.” She shrugged. “Think we should be more concerned about all of this? I don’t know. I feel like a dick making sex jokes out here while everyone else is losing it.”

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hondo-mage:

A L B A

      “Fair enough.” replying back simply, match her amusment and laughter too. They were a strange pairing but he took whatever distraction might come his way. “I don’t smoke…” pausing, “Well that at least, but I climb trees to think back home. My father always said the best way to think is off the ground.” smirking to himself as he thought of his family, only returning his attention to her when she spoke up about the championship. “I am yes. Why do you think that?” he felt then need to ask. “I find it the opposite but I guess that’s the prime reason why I put my name in the cup…” 

        “That’s fair.” She conceded the same way he had to her just seconds ago. Upon hearing him talking about his father’s reasoning, she couldn’t help the snort that followed his words. “Sorry about that... your old man isn’t wrong, heh.” Thinking off the ground. Perhaps he gave it a different meaning than she did, and that was alright, but Alba couldn’t help laughing at it. “Let's just say I think of eternal glory as a burden, more than a prize. I don’t need to risk my life for a dumb title, much less something as superfluous as a Triwizard tournament.” She took another drag, stretching her legs in a lazy manner and laying her head back against the tree trunk again. “I put my name in as well.” She said without much more explanation, just letting him know she’d done it despite her personal thoughts on the whole thing. 

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hondo-mage:

A L B A; distraction can be medicine

     Hondo smirked at how she flipped and flopped between what she said and what she wanted. She seemed to want to smoke, yet didn’t, then wanted to be away yet made sure she should stay in the tree with him longer—a contradictory girl. Something about her made him crack a smile between his stressful expression. “You can smoke, I don’t mind really.” turning his body around better to face her, “Yeah kind of.” he shrugged, “I just have a lot on my mind and definitely hard being away from home… What about you?” turning it on her, “Do you often sneak away to smoke or do you like climbing trees as much as me?” 

        “What a considerate soul you are.” She pointed out, immediately after taking out her cigarettes and her lighter, taking a drag and sighing soon after, as if comforted by such a little thing that was likely more bad than good to her lungs. “Me? Oh, kid, more of the same, actually, but that’s just survival instinct kicking in.” She shrugged, keeping her smoke between her lips as she spoke, though now finally addressing him instead of just talking with her eyes closed. “Both?” Alba answered simply, chuckling and taking another drag right after. “I legitimately climb trees to smoke on them. There’s not much more I can tell you about my smoking habits and patterns.” Only then did she take a good look at him, sucking on her upper lip for a moment before asking. “You’re one of the champions kids, aren’t you? I mean, congrats on that, but... seems a little fucked up as well.”

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hondo-mage:

A L B A; distraction can be medicine

   Hondo didn’t expect to feel like this becoming a champion; he knew it would be hard but the way of hardship he assumed would be physical over mental. The news of Marian Thomas, along with the first clue being dropped, it all weighed on Hondo. Normally silent and reserved he had found himself force to open up, to converse and strategies in ways he never imagined before—which to add to all of it watching a whole wizarding community be stricken with fear and remorse over someone of their own. It was alot for this seventeen year old. Which is why, on this evening, he decided to do what he did back home when things were tough. He went to climb up a few trees. Though oaks trees were different than the ones he had back home, he carried himself up to a lofty branch where he sat against the trunk and stared out into the distance. His thoughts of his mother, his school, his teammates seem to cloud them all. YET a soft voice pulled him to look down.

     “I’m sorry were you speaking with me?” he asked in a calm, low voice. 

       “Yeah, I said you’re in my tree.” Alba repeated, after clearing her throat. With her hands shoved in her pockets, she swayed her hips from one leg to the other, eyes still intent on the guy up there in the tree. “I was going to smoke, but I won’t. Just for you.” She added soon after, pulling up her sleeves and holding onto one branch as she began climbing the tree, pulling her weight up until she was properly seated on a large branch, body leaned back against the trunk. “Are you using my tree to hide as well?” She asked, nonchalantly, closing her eyes as she carried on. “You don’t look too good, is what I’m saying. If you want me to stop, I’ll stop, don’t mind me.”

[asbjorn-wolf-rud]

Beaten and Bloody

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alana-blacach:

TW: Blood, Violence

Alana awoke. Her vision blurry. Her face throbbing and her eyes puffed to where she could barely see. She couldn’t remember what had happened but she knew she hadn’t gone down without a fight. As she stood, blood drooled from her mouth as she groaned struggling to stand. As her face came into focus within the mirror, standing back she couldn’t recognize herself. Her face was bruised. Her body throbbing. Her face and arms splattered with blood. She tried to talk but a groan came in its place. Holding her stomach and ribs she staggered to the outside of the boy’s room holding onto the wall as her vision struggled.  

       Another class she half missed and Alba still couldn’t understand why running was a necessity sometimes. But what else was she supposed to do about it? Now that it was over and she was free to go back to sleep she was taking the chance... or she would’ve if it weren’t because she heard something near the end of the corridor she had just passed. She normally would’ve ignored it, as many things she simply didn’t consider to be of her business but this... whatever it was, whoever it was didn’t sound like they were okay. Her suspicions were only confirmed when someone walked out, hands holding on to their abdomen as they tried keeping themselves up. Alba left her bag aside and just ran for it, a hand reaching for the girl’s arm as if to help her remain steady. She didn’t even ask what had happened, instead just looking around, and walking again, with them.

        “The infirmary. Where is it? I’m taking you there.”

[triwizardmusings]

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javidlund:

Javid had been wandering the green area surrounding the castle in an attempt to find the perfect spot to relax, and smoke a nice jay. As he continued down the path he noticed Alba in the distance, and decided to make his way towards her and keep her company. And so he made his way over, accidentally blocking her sunlight in the meantime. And as he did he added in a joking manner, “Oh I’m sorry, didn’t mean to get in the way of your spotlight, sweetheart.” Shaking his head ever so slightly he stuck out his tongue at her, to ensure that she realized it was a joke. Shortly after, he settled himself on the ground next to her.

That was also when he pulled out his tobacco, rizler, and the rest of his necessities to create the most beautiful jay that he could. He liked to roll each better than the last, though at this point it was getting rather difficult since he rolled so many each day. Glancing up to the other he asked, “So how’s today treating you, Alba? What are you thinking about?” Placing the rizler between his fingers he began to place some tobacco in it, before adding the filter, sprinkling some weed on top and rolling the papes between his fingers, back and forth, putting the substance within into place.  

         Alba wrinkled her nose before laughing at him. “Come on, don’t call me that, not even if you’re joking. Cake calls me that and it’s creepy already, he’s only nine.” Cake... was a peculiar kid, to say it nicely. Alba, of course, loved him beyond measure but he was really something else. She leaned forward a little when he sat down next to her. She took another drag and threw what was left to the ground only to step on it, pick it up and put it in her bag as it wasn’t her intention to just litter the place. Alba looked at him momentarily as he got his own stuff ready, and she had to be honest, the boy was pleasant to look at. So many kids, both boys, and girls from other schools were but that was usually how things went; all the hot ones were everywhere but Ilvermorny, much to her dismay. 

         “Pfft, after what went down? Guess I could be better.” She laid herself down, throwing one arm over her face to cover it from the sunlight. She didn’t like the light as much as she did the heat. “Shitty thing to happen to someone. I mean to the girl. Whoever she was... or is still.” She reasoned, falling silent soon after, uncovering one of her eyes to look at what he was doing. Pursing her lips, Alba began craving some of that as well, but alas, she could do without a few days more. “Where do you keep that anyway? You just carry it around? Listen, taking risks like that isn’t gonna make you any hotter than you already are.” She was just messing around with him, of course. Everyone needed a little laugh after what had happened. “You alright, though?”

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        It didn’t really take a genius to see whatever Hogwarts was doing to keep everyone safe wasn’t exactly going according to plan, and while she appreciated the attempts they were making (as were the rest of the students and the parents of those who were foreigners in this place), Alba couldn’t help but to feel her hours were numbered as well. That didn’t mean she’d lower her guard, of course, but she was a little more reckless ever since kids began going missing; as it showed now that she was so calmly smoking somewhere in the school grounds when she should probably be heading back to her own place before curfew.

        Not that it really mattered, if things came to it, someone would be looking for her, that much she was sure of. “... should’ve stayed in Cali with the cult, Alba.” She reproached herself, wrinkling the corner of her mouth along with her nose before she took a drag of her cigarette. She didn’t bother looking around until a rather tall shadow covered the sunlight from her. “See, that’s hurting my eyes a lot more than the sun itself does so... Are you gonna sit down or what?”

@javidlund

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rosakrum:

Rosaline rushed through the busy halls, keeping a solid arm wrapped around her books. She wasn’t going to make it to Transfiguration in time, she knew it but she wanted to at least try. She had woken up late and the Durmstrang dorms happened to be one of the farthest from the castle. Rosaline slipped through students distractedly and eventually smacked headlong into someone, causing her books to scatter across the floor. “I’m so sorry !” She exclaimed, running a hand through her hair and collapsing to her knees, gathering books. “I wasn’t watching where I was going.” 

        “Hey.” Alba stepped back, looking down at the mess caused by the collision as though it had happened in slow motion, and by the time she had leaned down to help the girl, she only managed to get two of her books for her, she was honestly in a rush it seemed. “Don’t even worry about it, yeah? I wasn’t looking either.” Shrugging it off, she stood straight once again, one hand in her pocket, the other held out for the other girl to take and get up easier with those books in her hands. “Where are you going running like that though?” She thought for a moment, thinking perhaps there was a class she should be attending to, but if she did... she forgot, and there was no point in entering a class midway. 

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greengrassweasley:

Fred sat in a corner of the Great Hall, arms slung over his knees. His sleek black shoes sat beside him turned stained soles-up.  He had noticed quickly that he had tracked blood in with them. Fred wasn’t easily jarred, or moved by blood. But the scene he had walked in on, was not one he thought he’d ever forget. When someone walked up to him he sighed. “I don’t have information or anything, if that’s what you’re looking for.”

        “See, if I wanted info, I wouldn’t be still sitting here.” She declared in all honesty before plopping down beside him, remaining in relative silence as she looked at everyone just... whispering and still making a lot of noise. “Sounds like you saw some shit out there, huh?” Alba established the obvious, crossing her arms over her chest. She wanted to smoke so bad but she couldn’t, not in there at least, and not exactly out of vice but to keep herself warm. She stuck her freezing cold hands beneath her armpits to warm them before looking at him once again. “Sorry you had to see that. You’re gonna be the first person they question about this, no doubt. You ready for that?”