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Dec 13, 2018 17:43:16 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2018 17:43:16 GMT -7
Nov. 2024 Katherine had already decided the house of badgers was her least favorite, but that didn't means he'd abandon Delilah just because she was placed there. Katherine wondered why, and was interested in getting her friends take on that situation. It wasn't as if they hadn't talked this semester, but Katherine had been busy with Lance and honestly didn't get a chance to discuss this with her one on one yet. So, today she found Deliliah in the Great Hall during study hour and approached. "Hello there," she greeted, swinging her leg over the bench and taking a seat beside her. "What are you working on?" she asked. Katherine was a fan of homework, honestly, unlike most. @delilah
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Jan 4, 2019 22:55:01 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2019 22:55:01 GMT -7
THERE WAS A VERY SMALL POP-UP PUZZLE OF AN owl beside Delilah's bowl, half way in to taking shape as the wise old bird and coloured almost like her favourite fowl Villanelle. Normally, Delilah wouldn't risk looking too foolish in front of a hallway full of people. Eyes that could catch her in an embarrassing moment, but pop-up puzzles were childish delights and the wizarding ones from the shop in Hogsmeade moved when they were fully complete. She was going to let Villanelle shred it once she was done.
So consumed by her task, Delilah didn't rouse as she clocked a shadow moving over her as somebody moved close as if to sit beside her. She thought they'd simply move on or they'd speak to her, she wasn't going to let on that she knew they were there. And then Kat sat down and Delilah smelled her familiar perfume before she made a great show of jumping in surprise. "Oh- you scared me somethin' awful!" She declared with a startled, high pitched giggle, a hand pressed against her chest. Katherine was the unofficial leader of Delilah's chosen friend group. She was sharp, mean, and fiercely loyal. Delilah like her second best.
"It's... it's nothin'." Delilah said, waving her hand dismissively as she plucked the little mini sculpture up and placed it down again in a great display of hesitation that was entirely for Katherine's benefit. "I'm just minding myself," She shrugged her shoulders and looked around at the fairly busy table. There was nobody beside her and it showed, which was sort of what she was going for lately. A lonely, lost thing that people often rushed to smother. Her momma used to say there was no shame in looking weak, as long as it's just a look. "Everybody already has somebody." She rolled her eyes at Katie and gave a little half-laugh, sticking out her tongue as if in disgust.
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Feb 3, 2019 17:18:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2019 17:18:49 GMT -7
Delilah feigned shock and drama, which made Katherine smirk and shake her heard. Classic Delilah. That southern charm was it's own kind of magic. She could get anything out of anyone if she wanted, Katherine was sure of that. "Sorry 'bout it," Katherine responded flatly. Her own New York City 'tough love' mentality was apparent. Always. Katherines eyes were drawn to the owl piece that Delilah was working on as her friend moved it. She raised an eyebrow, pursing her lips a little as she assessed it. It was a feat of engineering, which of course Katherine the mathematician approved of. Delilah looked about, saying that everybody already had somebody and Katherine scoffed. "Who gives a sh*t," she said, leaning back in her chair, her eyes still on the owl puzzle. She nodded toward it, "that's all you've been working on?"@delilah
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Feb 8, 2019 11:24:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2019 11:24:49 GMT -7
KATIE DIDN'T SOUND SORRY AT ALL, BUT SHE rarely ever did. Delilah had always enjoyed that pale transparency. She could see what Katie really thought if she looked long enough, and she always did. She pretended to take it, though, smiling her thanks, but cataloguing where she looked as those piercing eyes caught her little puzzle straight away. What a boring little activity to be stuck with, how sad, she hoped Katie would think.
With a little laugh at Katie's bold cursing, Delilah's fingers played with the corner of her puzzle as she straightened up. "What else do you suppose I do?" She asked, not defensive, but almost expectant. Delilah always thought that Katie liked giving orders, so she let her order her around a little. With just the right amount of resistance and acceptance, one could keep a friend as unsympathetic as Katie. After a moment she picked up her puzzle and offered it to her friend. "You can have it, if you'd like." That pretty little smile on her face. "I was gonna trash it, anyways."
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Mar 5, 2019 9:37:21 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 9:37:21 GMT -7
Delilah asked what else she could do, playing with the puzzle and seemed to be actually asking what she should do. Katie liked telling people what to do, so it wasn't as if this bothered her. She let Delilah continue, though, picking up the puzzle and offering it to her. Katies eyebrow raised, "trash it," she suggested, keeping her hands to herself and nodding toward the owl. "I have no use for trinkets," she commented.
Her eyes moved from the owl to Delilahs face, "you could do something much more useful with your time, Delly," she added firmly, "maybe inventing a puzzle of your own with magical qualities. Or rather..." she shifted, pulled out her wand, and pointed it at the owl. However, since the owl was between them, it could be taken as her pointing the wand at her friend. "We could do something interesting with this one, perhaps? Make it fly? Deliver letters?" Deliliah was smart, and Katherine liked to let smart people exercise their minds. Especially if she was supervising.
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Mar 20, 2019 5:19:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2019 5:19:40 GMT -7
THE WORD 'TRASH IT' MIGHT HAVE UPSET DELILAH if she were a weaker minded girl. But, it was so very on brand for Katie that she found herself simply shrugging. Of course she wouldn't want it, it was a silly little paper animal with no merit other than mind numbing. Though, she sat up a little straighter when Katie took out her wand. The tip pointed dangerously close to her chest. It wouldn't be surprisingly if Katie destroyed the thing right then and there, and there was a curious, challenging glint to Delilah's eyes as she watched her silently.
"Suppose it'd be an improvement to the current mail carriers." Delilah said, her tone a little bored. She flicked one of the owl's delicate wings, though she didn't take her eyes off of Katie and her mischievous wand. "Maybe you could fly it in to someone's hair..." Her brows quirked daringly and she turned her face to scan row after row of unsuspecting heads. Down the Hufflepuff table, Delilah sought out one particular head, though it didn't appear as such. After a second, her pointer finger braced, she surreptitiously pointed it across the room. "That one!" She instructed, a slight smirk on her face as she pointed to the head of her half-sibling Cordelia. "It already looks like a birds nest."
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Mar 31, 2019 14:19:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2019 14:19:30 GMT -7
Delilah said the bird could be an improvement to current mail carriers, which Katherine had no comment about. Del flicked at the birds wing and Katie tilted her head to the side, assessing for a moment if it had bent the wing. It didn't seem to have done so. Then Del suggested she fly it into someones hair and Katie felt a small swell of pride at that. Delilah seemed sweet, but the inner workings of her mind had proved to be not quite so on occasion. Katie found those occasins very amusing. Katherine swished her wand and the birds wings started to flap, it slowly rose. She followed Delilahs pointed finger with her eyes, seeing the curls of hair down at the Hufflepuff table. "Targetting your own house? Brave," though Katie knew that Hufflepuff wasn't REALLY Delilahs house. No, that was back at Ilvermorny. "Onto the nest, then," Katie swished her wand again and the paper bird flew across, doing a few fancy loops in the air until she jerked her wand harshly downward and it took an intense dive into the hair of the one Delilah pointed at. @delilah cordelia regan smith (sorry? You can has cameo post hehe)
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WIZARDING ADULT
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Apr 4, 2019 22:42:34 GMT -7
Post by cordelia regan smith on Apr 4, 2019 22:42:34 GMT -7
@delilah & @katie 11.XX.2024 Final exams for the fall term were right around the corner, and Cordelia was suddenly nervous about them. Her classes weren’t particularly difficult in any capacity, save Defense Against the Dark Arts, but she had loads of work to do and felt like there wasn’t enough time in the world to complete all of it. And this was after being ahead on her Charms by a significant amount. The unfortunate part about the rest of the work was that there was no telling how long each assignment could take (her Defense work being another lengthy essay because Professor Zabini had it out for them apparently), and each required hours on end to complete. She couldn’t recall any of her other years being like this, and certainly not the fall term. The tests around this time of year were supposed to be easier and covering the first half of the year’s topics, not full blown research papers meant to drive home a point that a centuries old witch or wizard had already fully vetted. Her frustration was coupled with the fact that her normal study spot in the library had been overtaken by the entirety of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and the Hufflepuff common room was beyond noisy. The usually tame badgers were, in her stressed out opinion, being annoying. Suffice to say, Cordelia was not having a good time and not looking forward to Christmas coming up in the next month. It would be the first of the rest of her Christmases where her parents would be divorced, something she had shoved into the back of her head and replaced with hours of studying and photography. Now that all of her focus was on school and she lost the chance to take pictures in her free time, it was starting to creep back forward again. So with her study spots and safety in the common room gone, Cordelia decided to put herself through hell and go to the Great Hall, her book bag bouncing off the side of her leg as she trudged up and out of the dungeons and onto the main level. Supposedly it was a quiet study time inside the grand room, but everyone worth their salt knew that was impossible, especially inside the Great Hall. But low whispers and giggles were a better atmosphere than shouting in the common room or hearing the exact game plan for Gryffindor’s next Quidditch match. She could do without both of those. Slapping her bag down on the Hufflepuff table, she pulled her materials out for the Defense paper and began work on it immediately, annotating specific passages from the book she was reading for it. Getting lost in her work was the best thing that could happen when it came to ignoring the outside world, at least until she was rudely and abruptly yanked back out of it as a sharp pain was introduced to her head. Her hands went up to the spot and felt something tangled in her hair, and after further observation via touch, her panicked awkwardness told her it was a paper airplane of sorts. And it was really, really stuck in her hair. Quickly trying to pull her fingers through her hair in order to untangle it only made it worse, as the knots (which were always present no matter how hard she worked on getting them out) decided to tighten around it. Cordelia could tell that a few pairs of eyes were on the back of her head now, a passerby stopped and snickered, which alerted a few others to look as well. Face starting to burn read as she pulled her wand out of her robes, Cordelia carefully pointed it at the back of her head and cast a soft Relashio spell to release the paper object. She had looked it up after the last time her hair had gotten caught on Eli Fleming’s badge when they were leaving the dark room together. Feeling her hair starting to untangle, Cordelia reached back and removed the object, which turned out to be a paper owl, still wriggling in her hands. That explained how it managed to get tangled, but where it came from, she didn’t know. Glancing around the Great Hall briefly, she didn’t see anyone that stood out, and decided to incinerate it in her hands before it could fly back into her hair again. [thx. cya l8r allig8ors]
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Apr 19, 2019 5:39:59 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2019 5:39:59 GMT -7
WITH A SURGE OF WICKED DELIGHT DELILAH watched Katie flick her wand with intent. The little bird taking flight, as if urged by a phantom wind. It was a thing to behold, and she felt prideful that it had been her creation as she sat up slightly. Eager to watch her little weapon find its home as Katie guided it across the Great Hall with intent. Katie was not usually the type to be encouraged in to anything, and was typically the one doling out orders. Delilah had been surprised she'd taken her advice at all.
"They're all soft," Delilah said distractedly, her eyes piercing the back of Cordelia's tangled blonde hair. "Like puddin'." At least, that had been her observation upon encountering her half-sister for the first time. She felt nothing but a fierce disdain as the little bird dove across the room.
Delilah's hands gripped the tables edge with anticipation, and she drew in a great breath and held it with glee as it crashed in to the back of Cordelia's head. Katie had not been kind about it, and Delilah thanked herself again for choosing such particular friends. She stared, enraptured as hands flew in to the mess of her hair, but it was no use. The paper seemed to dig its way in to her tresses, burrowing like a nesting owl might. Delilah's nails dug in to the wood, she was all but standing now, eager to see how Cordelia might free herself. Drinking in the way people snickering around her, the unfortunate source of Delilah's infinite annoyance.
"Delightful!" Delilah declared joyfully, turning to beam at her friend with overwhelming amusement. "You're aim is impeccable, might I say." She reached over to pat Katie's arm encouragingly. Delilah had seen enough, as Cordelia had eventually spelled it free and set the entire thing alight. "Perhaps in future she'll think about brushing her hair." Delilah shrugged casually, before stepping out of the bench and collecting her bag. She looped her arm with Katie's when she was ready, with the intention of strolling past Cordelia's seat with a final, tinkering laugh. Nobody knew it was them, and that was exactly how Delilah liked it.
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May 2, 2019 7:21:06 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on May 2, 2019 7:21:06 GMT -7
They watched as the girl messed with the bird in her hair. Katherine was rather bored with the reaction at first and pressed on with her wand, lowering it slightly so it couldn't be seen. The bird fluttered moreso in the girls hair until she started to turned red, then she managed to get it out with a spell. Katherine set her wand down, not bothering to watch the girl finish with the untangling. "I wonder how you can stand them," Katie mused, turning her head back toward Del whose gaze was still fixed on the target.
She said it was 'delightful' and Katie smiled, nodding once in agreement. Mostly she was just interested in why Delilah wanted to target that person specifically. She said Katie had immeccable aim, patting her arm. "It's just simple math, generating the correct angle and speed to get the bird as inconvenitnely placed as possible," she explained. "And I agree, she does need to take a brush to that. Though, I'm sure with those curls it's near impossible without, like, surgery," she wrinkled her nose in disgust.
She stood as her friend did and let her take her arm, leading her past the girl. Katie didn't make any verbal reaction, but did give a small smirk as they passed. Dels laugh was as musical as ever, a wicked but brilliant sound.
[END]
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