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entrancelogs2016-10-02 04:13 am
littledhampir) wrote in entrancelogs2016-10-02 04:13 am
Entry tags:
- coraline: coraline,
- dragon age: anders,
- fallout: the courier,
- harry potter: lily evans,
- harry potter: sirius black,
- hatoful boyfriend: nageki fujishiro,
- heroes: peter petrelli,
- innocence: beckett warner,
- jjba: jolyne kujo,
- lucifer: lucifer morningstar,
- marble hornets: tim,
- marvel: billy kaplan,
- mass effect: commander shepard,
- newsflesh: georgia mason,
- newsflesh: shaun mason,
- off: zacharie,
- ouat: henry mills,
- overwatch: tracer,
- penny dreadful: victor frankenstein,
- red vs blue: epsilon,
- steven universe: connie maheswaran,
- supernatural: john winchester,
- the flash: barry allen,
- the flash: caitlin snow,
- the flash: iris west,
- the mummy: evelyn carnahan,
- the vampire diaries: bonnie bennett,
- the walking dead game: clementine,
- uncharted: rafe adler,
- undertale: papyrus,
- vampire academy: rose hathaway
You might belong in Gryffindor
Who: Gryffindors! (+ Friends/Visitors/People sneaking in)
Where: Gryffindor Tower: Common Rooms + Dorms. Gryffindor Table in the Great Hall.
When: During the event
Rating: Label as you go
Summary: Gryffindor Mingle Log
The Story:
Common Room
The common room is a circular room where Gryffindor students can relax after a long day of studying. It is full of squashy armchairs, tables, and a bulletin board where school notices, ads, lost posters, etc. can be posted. The common room is decorated in several shades of red, which is associated with the house.
There are many windows that look out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace dominates one wall. The mantle of the fireplace is adorned with a portrait of a lion. The walls are decorated with scarlet tapestries that depict witches and wizards, but also various animals. There are also bookcases located in the room.
Dorms
The Gryffindor dormitories are also located in the Tower, with two doors leading off from the common room that open to spiral staircases. One of them leads to the girls' dormitory, the other to the boys'. The stairs to the girls' dormitory are enchanted to become a slide if any boy attempts to climb them, but not vice versa, since it was deemed that girls were more trustworthy than boys... (Look don't blame me it's canon)
Where: Gryffindor Tower: Common Rooms + Dorms. Gryffindor Table in the Great Hall.
When: During the event
Rating: Label as you go
Summary: Gryffindor Mingle Log
The Story:
Common Room
The common room is a circular room where Gryffindor students can relax after a long day of studying. It is full of squashy armchairs, tables, and a bulletin board where school notices, ads, lost posters, etc. can be posted. The common room is decorated in several shades of red, which is associated with the house.
There are many windows that look out onto the grounds of the school, and a large fireplace dominates one wall. The mantle of the fireplace is adorned with a portrait of a lion. The walls are decorated with scarlet tapestries that depict witches and wizards, but also various animals. There are also bookcases located in the room.
Dorms
The Gryffindor dormitories are also located in the Tower, with two doors leading off from the common room that open to spiral staircases. One of them leads to the girls' dormitory, the other to the boys'. The stairs to the girls' dormitory are enchanted to become a slide if any boy attempts to climb them, but not vice versa, since it was deemed that girls were more trustworthy than boys... (Look don't blame me it's canon)
better than lion around ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Like the way he can't summon a goddamn Patronus, no matter how he tries.]
No one's really supposed to be in here, [he answers, reluctantly.] So I guess that's...not surprising.
AYYYYYY lmao
[She feels like she knows him, or... at least she's seen him. It's hard not to see kids in your same year and house, considering there's not a lot of them.]
You're Tim, right? We've, uh. I mean I think I've seen you around.
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[He shrugs, trying not to make the motion feel as clumsy and poorly-implemented as it probably looks.]
Uh... [It occurs to him, with a pang of guilt, that her name isn't coming as easily to him as his did to her. Not that his memory's really been any good, but it still bites. It just feels like another one of those social rituals he's invariably doomed to fail.]
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[She pretty much only knows his name because she kind of knows everyone. Not really as she means to, it's just that sort of... oh, you're so-and-so's friend, which evolves into knowing their friends, and so on, and so forth.
She can tell he's not so sure about her name, though.]
It's, ah, Jane. Jane Shepard. Most people just use my last name, though.
[Sort of became a thing after she got on the Quidditch team. Always felt better for her, anyway, even though she's not sure why.]
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But then, he's paid little but the most cursory of attention to Quidditch. Not that he's about to admit that aloud. That'd...probably be construed as an insult. Not that he hasn't tried, he just - he has trouble getting himself to focus on even the things he does care about.]
Tim Wright, [he says, because she gave him her last name and it only seems fair to put them both on equal ground as recompense.] So, uh. What're you doing around here this late?
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Just, ah, looking to wander a bit. Spotted a prefect and ducked into the nearest room. I'm not used to being so cramped up at night, even if I have been going here for years.
[The wide, open spaces are just too ingrained in her to get locked in a single room to go to bed by 10 PM.]
What about you? Practicing something?
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[Exactly what he was doing. Only "practicing" implies that some measure of progress is being made, and that you're steadily getting better. And not just saying empty words to an empty room in the hopes that something will eventually happen.
Nothing ever does.
Tim shifts nervously, frowning as his gaze darts to the closed door.]
Are they...I mean, you think they'll come in here?
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Sounds like they're passing. I doubt we'll get caught.
[For good measure, though, she steps away from the door, to reduce the chances of them getting heard.]
Honestly, I dunno why they spend so much of their time making sure we're obeying curfew. Practically everybody breaks it.
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[Tim sounds glumly resigned as he says it. He's just accepted this as a part of his life now - getting roped into things he doesn't wanna get involved in, and then getting blamed for it when it goes wrong.]
Mostly for a better reason besides just "feeling like it," though.
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[She pauses, for a second, sizing him up a bit.]
You don't seem too thrilled with it, though. But you're still here by yourself.
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[He realizes a bit too late that this is...kind of a misleading thing to say to someone, so he hastens to amend it somewhat:]
I mean, I have - problems. Problems sleeping. Sometimes end up walking all over the castle before someone wakes me up. Or catches me before someone important sees.
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[That's rough, buddy.]
'Mm sorry about that. Sounds like something they should give you a pass for, though I bet they're not that accommodating.
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[When the janitor knows you by first name and the prefects just basically get to the point where they're constantly rolling their eyes at your shit, you know it's bad.]
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[She's... glad she's never had to deal with anything like that. But she still feels for him.]
Heh, well, at least you've got an excuse if they catch you out of bed on purpose, right?
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Yeah, it really makes my life super easy in the long-run.
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[If ya gotta live with it, might as well make it a joke, right? She coughs a bit to clear the silence. Jeez, she's bad at this.]
So, uh, what're you practicing?
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So let's prove to her how not normal he is.]
Patronus.
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[She knows she's dicked around with a Patronus spell in DADA, but she's never actually... made one. They're supposed to be from crazy strong good memories. She doesn't know if she has any of those.]
Hope that's not a class assignment. Unless you're doing a really advanced Defense Against The Dark Arts project.
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[Not that it'll matter one way or another. He still can't do it, and might as well never will. It's for the best that it isn't a school assignment. He'd fail right at the gate.
The idea that something might be able to ward away your personal demons is - it's comforting, in a lot of ways.
Too bad a good memory is more or less requisite for it to even work.
Too bad he has a dearth of those. Assuming he has any.]
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[It'd be nice, to have something like that. To think herself that capable.]
Are you thinking of going into like, being an auror or something? Where you'd need it?
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[It's the sad truth. He's got no idea what he plans to do with himself after graduation. What he even wants to do. He's not a guy who's all that accustomed to having wants at all - let alone ones that are attainable. Most of his "wants" lie in the realm of "I want it all to stop hurting so much one day," and that one's out of the cards. Always has been.]
Just curious, I guess? Seems like it'd be a good thing to know.
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[She's wondering now, offhandedly, what memory she could use. Tries to think of something that incredibly happy. A happiness that's powerful. She comes up blank, and pushes it to the side.]
Bet you could ask the DADA professor about it, if you were having trouble.
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[And by "could" he means "no," and by "no" he means "fuck no." Not that he's not used to failure, but publicly attempting something only to not even meet the requisite standard of "have a memory that is happy" would take whatever shit he's dealt with thus far and amplify it a thousandfold. He gets talked about enough as it is.
He jerks his chin at the door, eyes dark.]
Think they're gone?
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I think I'm in the clear. Thanks for letting me hide out in here for a while. And, ah, good luck with...
[She gestures towards his wand.]
All that. Seriously. Let me know if I can help or whatever.
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[An easy lie. He's always "fine." No one needs to know if he's ever anything less (which he never is, but no one needs to know that either). He glances at the door again, trying not to act like he's desperate for her to leave.
He knows better than to expect a life of people who genuinely want to be around him.]
See ya.
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