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cara june bainbridge
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Dec 20, 2017 18:40:24 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Dec 20, 2017 18:40:24 GMT -7
@susanvictoria School had ended almost a month ago. The family vacation was right around the corner. Cara was still unemployed and nowhere close to achieving her goal of writing a novel. Hell, she hadn’t even decided on the story yet. Her mind and notes were wavering back and forth on the potential concepts daily. The problem was that she knew she had decent ideas; there were just too many fragmented parts that would never actually work together in a story setting, instead giving her bits and pieces of multiple stories. She had pondered the idea of making it like one of those books or movies that spanned multiple timelines or consisted of short stories that were unique on their own but ultimately contributed to a greater concept or plotline. Again, none of them seemed to fit and she didn’t believe that was the kind of book she wanted to write about. The goal had been for the family vacation – the trip to the beach – to be the time and place for her to effectively double down and begin writing her starting notes. Everything thus far would have been pre-planning had she actually done what was necessary to get to that point. It was absolutely frustrating and she hated being defeated by her own brain. Being indecisive had never been one of her traits yet here she was. If only her writing was like one of her sisters, where she could boss it around and yell at it until it did what she wanted. Unfortunately, isolating her thought process was the last thing she wanted to do.
To overcome part of this, and mostly to get her mind off of literally everything, Cara had reached out to Susan to see what she had been up to for the past month. She couldn’t remember if her former roommate and friend had started her internship at the Ministry yet, or if muggle politics came before that. Arriving at the agreed upon meeting place, a muggle coffee shop, about an hour early, Cara was camped out at a table with her notebook in front of her like usual. She was at the point where she would open her notes, place her pen next to it, and stare blankly at the empty pages until something came to her. This had never happened before and it was frustrating. The last hour had been spent doing just that. The coffee that was sitting on the table in front of her was probably cold by now too, which was a waste. If she had wanted cold coffee, she would have gotten one of those iced ones. Rolling her eyes at the untouched notes, Cara shut the notebook closed with a snap, crossing her arms immediately after. She wasn’t going to let her ridiculous work get in the way of talking to Susan once she arrived.
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Dec 21, 2017 12:16:48 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2017 12:16:48 GMT -7
Susan had been excited to hear from Cara; she had always gotten along well with the blonde Bainbridge twin, though the same could not be said for her twin sister. There had always been some sort of...clash between the Windsor and Diana, but that luckily did not affect her friendship with Cara. She had agreed to meet the girl at a Muggle coffee shop she happened to adore, and since it was a Saturday, Susan did not have to work. The day had dawned pleasantly warm, so she made her way to the shop without a jacket, her big bug eyed sunglasses covering her features so that she would be less recognized. Of course, it was mostly her big brother Will who got recognized, with his golden boy looks and the whole being third in line to the throne of England, but every now and then she did get a random photo snapped of her. Stepping into the coffee shop, Susan took a deep inhale, smelling the roasting coffee beans and the smell of pastries baking in the ovens. Smiling, she removed her sunglasses and scanned the room for her friend. She spotted the Bainbridge over in the corner, sitting and looking frustrated at a notebook in front of her. She hurried over and approached Cara. “Hi!” she breathed, leaning down to give her friend a hug. She went back up to the counter and ordered a mocha coffee and a cheddar scone before making her way back to Cara’s table. “Writers block?” she asked curiously, slinging her purse over the side of her chair cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Dec 26, 2017 19:39:41 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Dec 26, 2017 19:39:41 GMT -7
@susanvictoria Cara was sure it hadn’t been all that long since she had closed her notebook and started staring at it absent mindedly. Then again, she barely reacted to Susan’s sudden hug until it was there, causing the former Ravenclaw to blink for the first time in what could have been minutes. Lost in her own little world once again. She barely uttered out a ‘hello’ in response as her friend went up to make her order. Cara leaned back in her chair and let out a sigh she didn’t even know had been building up in her. She was positive that the state she had been in when Susan walked into the coffee shop probably looked dire. It was pretty obvious to anyone that asked that she was having severe difficulty with coming up with virtually anything close to a coherent story for her novel. And that happened to be exactly what Susan asked when she came back to the table.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she nodded her head slowly at the question. “Yeah. Something like that.” Actually, that depicted everything perfectly. Though technically she wasn’t even a writer yet. Hell, she wasn’t even close to having that level of distinction. If she wanted to be a writer, then she needed to actually write something first. Her little stories that had accumulated over the years inside her plethora of notebooks didn’t automatically grant her that title. Thinking that they did would give her one hell of an ego, and she didn’t need her head to get any bigger than it already was. People, meaning a lot of former classmates and siblings, already thought she was arrogant as she was. A little humility now wouldn’t kill her. Unless she couldn’t come up with a story and gave up. Then it probably would. “I know I have a story to tell Susan, but it won’t go from my head to the paper,” Cara frowned, pushing the notebook off to the side of the table. “If that makes sense?”
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Jan 3, 2018 16:26:21 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2018 16:26:21 GMT -7
Susan nodded; she wasn’t much of a writer herself, but she knew how frustrating it was to want to work on something she was passionate about but not being able to come up with an idea. It had been the test set to the interns for the Department of Magical Creatures on their first day; come up with a proposal to change or create a new law concerning whichever area of the department they would like. They said it was all in good fun and to test their strengths, but Susan personally wanted to make sure that her idea was the best and one day even might get signed into law. Her first idea was to tweak the vampire laws, but the only one she knew was Cecelia, and she understandably was hesitant about the whole idea. She’d keep at it for a bit; Susan Windsor was not a quitter by any means, and she knew how important Bay’s twin sister was. She was doing this for personal and professional reasons, a good combination in this area. So when Cara said she couldn’t get her idea from her head to paper, she understood completely. “More than you realize,” Susan answered with a small smile. “Do you want to tell me about it?” she asked as her tea and scone was brought over. She picked up the teacup and took a small dainty sip, pinky up as was drilled into her heard from years of lessons from her mother and grandmother. Nibbling the scone, she nodded at Cara. “Perhaps talking about your ideas out loud to a sounding board, such as myself, might help loosen up the words and let them flow more easily to the paper,” she added, sounding quite philosophical; Will would be proud. cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Jan 22, 2018 22:35:03 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Jan 22, 2018 22:35:03 GMT -7
@susanvictoria Everyone said that she could talk about her story with them. That was part of the problem though. She didn’t think she could vocalize what it was about either. Everything was jumbled up in her head in a giant ball of messy thoughts and ideas, each one bouncing into the next and causing a ricochet effect until her head was in a daze. So writer’s block it was. Susan wasn’t the first one to offer her help either; Kinsey (which was unbelievable) and Adonia had as well. Cara had somehow avoided explaining to them what her concepts were and gotten away unscathed but also just as confused as she had been going in. Those two would be more help once she actually had a part the story written down, or at the least, character biographies. All she had of either of those were her scribbled notes. It was pathetic.
“I would if I could,” she tried to explain. “But even that part I’m having difficulty with.” Watching Susan eat, Cara picked her own coffee cup, observing it to see what the temperature could possibly be, before bringing it up to her lips. Cold, of course. She should have known it would be. Drinking it anyways, she sighed as she set it back onto the table and returned to her crossed arms position. “Can we talk about you? I need a breather from all of this,” she said, moving her hands in the air above her notebook. “Nothing good will come from killing myself over a dumb story that might not even happen.” The time limit had been set through the holiday season – if she didn’t write something that seemed like a feasible novel, then it was on to better things and a real job. One that paid her. Doing what she was doing right now wasn’t going to accomplish that.
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Feb 8, 2018 8:37:28 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2018 8:37:28 GMT -7
Susan smiled sympathetically, and nodded. She was no writer by any means, but she could definitely understand the frustration of writers’ block. She was having a sort of writers block now with this proposal idea that her department head wanted from all their interns. It was frustrating to know that the idea was up there in her head swimming about, but she couldn’t put it to paper properly. “We can talk about me. Me and...Lysander,” she agreed, unable to hide her widening smile as she mentioned her boyfriends’ name. The pair had been close friends for a while, and when they had first interacted Susan would be lying if she said she hadn’t felt a little spark. But Lysander had been with a Hufflepuff boy at the time, and soon after she met and began dating Casey. “After I ended things with Casey a few months ago, I did a lot of thinking in what I wanted in a romantic relationship. And every time I’d think about it, I’d just go back to Lysander,” Susan admitted with a small helpless shrug. “He kissed me while I was still with Casey you know, and things were awkward during the time I ended things with Casey. I didn’t know how to bring it up to him, until one night when it just sort of...came out.” As they were in a Muggle cafe, Susan was not keen on going into detail about her transformation into a miniature horse Animagus; she made a mental note to tell Cara about it later on. “So now...we’re officially dating,” she finished, hands spread wide as she completed her tale. “What about you? Any dates on the horizon?” she asked curiously. Cara had spend a decent amount of time with Dominic Dippet at school, but she wasn’t sure what things were like between them in that way. cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Feb 21, 2018 21:51:47 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Feb 21, 2018 21:51:47 GMT -7
@susanvictoria A wave of relief passed over Cara when Susan agreed that they could talk about her instead, albeit it was only for a brief moment. The follow up to talking about Susan meant also talking about Lysander. Initially, it didn’t click in her head what that meant. The look on her friend’s face was revealing though, and Cara leaned back in her chair a little as she processed it. Susan and…Lysander? Cara knew they had been friends forever, and while she personally didn’t get on that well with the boy, he was bearable at least. Some guys their age were insufferable (girls too, she had found), and it only seemed to get worse when they were on the far points of the intelligence scale. The ones in Ravenclaw all tried to be too brainy or ended up like Riley Fudge, who was outright annoying, and the other houses had all of their own vices as well.
Cara listened as Susan detailed how the Lysander thing had come to be, making note of the points in time she knew of, such as the end of Casey. Personally, she didn’t do a whole lot of that thinking of romantic relationships. There were instances where she thought things could go further if she pushed or wanted them to, but then she always second guessed herself. Being inconsistent with her work was muddying her personal life as well, it seemed. Susan finished with her explanation by explicitly stating that she and Lysander were dating, quickly following it up with a question on Cara’s own life. Great. Back to her it was. “I don’t think so?” she responded, unsure of how to answer something that could be a maybe or a nothing. “Not anything like you. Not even close. I’m planning on dragging Dominic out for my birthday though. Then there’s the vacation…after that, I’m not sure.” She had made a promise with Adonia to do something after she got back, if at least to look over notes on the novel. Did that count as a date? Whatever she had felt whilst visiting the Durmstrang in the hospital wasn’t her normal every day feeling. Figuring all of that out was important though. Cara sighed. “But it sounds like this is what you wanted, right? Like a latent feeling you’ve always had.”
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Mar 10, 2018 15:24:34 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2018 15:24:34 GMT -7
Susan could tell Cara was a bit surprised by her announcement, so she decided to elaborate. "It happened just at the end of term, right before graduation," she began, lifting herself up slightly so she could fold her leg underneath her to get comfortable. "We were out in that lightning storm, and I just...wanted him to know what I had been feeling ever since Casey and I broke up," she explained. She of course left the part out that the reason they were out in the lightning storm was because she was finishing her transformation to an Animagus, but she knew she'd tell Cara eventually. They were good friends, but Susan wasn't about to announce it in the middle of a Muggle cafe where she may be recognized by her grandmothers' subjects. Susan nodded, not saying much when Cara mentioned dragging out Dominic for her birthday. She didn't quite know what it was about the fellow Ravenclaw, but there was something she just...mistrusted about him. Call it a gut feeling, an intuition. But something was untrustworthy about him and Susan was hardly ever wrong with her intuition. She decided to stay silent though, for Cara's sake. Her friends twin had grown very isolated this past year, not that she and Diana had ever really been friendly. It was hard not to notice it though. "Right, the big beach vacation - are you excited to get away?" she asked, remembering Cara had mentioned the beach vacation before. The Bainbridges were a large family, and Susan positively loved the idea that their parents arranged these vacations for all of them every year. As a royal, Susan had never really had that type of vacation before; she wondered if she went away with Lysander what kind of tricks he'd have up his sleeve for them. "You know, I had never really realized it before this past term, but yeah it is," Susan said in soft agreement, a smile rising onto her lips automatically. cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Apr 2, 2018 21:21:59 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Apr 2, 2018 21:21:59 GMT -7
@susanvictoria An explanation was needed for all of this, and thankfully Susan was providing it in great deal. Cara had always thought that Lysander was the quiet type – the one that didn’t want to be bothered or bother anyone else. Occasionally she felt like she had struck up a decent conversation with him, but most of the time he was simply there, and those kinds of people only seemed to get in the way. Like Kinsey. Her sister was the exact same way, and that was one of the reasons the boy irked her at times. He was probably an intelligent person, considering his heritage, but Cara didn’t have the time to do a full on mental gymnastics with someone only obsessed with animals, or whatever it was that he was into. Unfortunately, now that it looked like Susan was going to be seeing a lot of Lysander, it probably meant Cara was going to be as well. She could get used to it. He had to have something if he managed to hook Susan…
“Well that’s good. Moving on can’t be that easy, and you two were already friends before so it made sense.” Merlin that sounded like she didn’t really care about any of it. Obviously she was happy that Susan was happy. It was just hard to come up with a proper response after she went on about confessing during a storm, which while oddly specific, was also a strange setting do so in. Susan was basically her only female friend that probably didn’t also secretly hate her guts for something. Cara wasn’t oblivious to what her words and actions did, but that also meant that she had enough people around her to not feel isolated and alone. So that meant Susan and Dominic were good for something. “I’m excited to clear my mind of everything,” she said airily. That reaction alone was her whole problem. She wasn’t taking this writing thing seriously, even when she was talking about getting a break to actually be serious about it. “I need a break from the monotony,” Cara added quickly. Getting away from the city was just the first step. Escaping the rest of the family while on the vacation would be the real trick. “So how do you break that to the family? Or do you even do that in the first place? I’ve never really understood the politics of it all.”
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Apr 13, 2018 10:25:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2018 10:25:30 GMT -7
Susan realized Cara probably thought it was weirdly specific to have confessed her feelings to Lysander in the middle of the electric storm. She knew her Animagus status was registered with the Ministry, so telling people shouldn’t be a huge deal. Still, it was huge news and an even bigger change in Susans’ life. It had been easy to tell Lysander - he had been there of course, and being transformed into a miniature horse made it perfect. “Okay, so the electric storm is pretty random but I do have a reason for mentioning it,” she started, and took a deep breath. She looked around the cafe, and seeing that nobody was paying them any mind, she leaned forward. “It was the night I successfully became an Animagus, a horse no less,” she whispered softly so only Cara could hear her. Immediately she felt a weight lift off her shoulders; that was much easier than she was expecting it to me. Perhaps it was just the impending feeling she got when she was about to tell someone her news more than the news itself. Susan chuckled a little at Cara’s comment of clearing her mind of everything and escaping monotony. “I’d suggest doing what I did, but it might take some time before another electrical storm pops up,” she said with a small smile. “Thankfully, with Will going into our familys’ politics, they don’t necessarily need Lusie, Ed or I do be involved. I think my mum wasn’t all that surprised if I’m honest. She had me made patron of the London Zoo, so I still have my foot in the door so the press isn’t wondering where I am, and it goes hand in hand with my love of animals,” she explained, giving a little shrug. It had ended up working out quite perfectly if she did say so herself, much to her surprise. “What’s it like, going on a family vacation with as many siblings as you have?” she asked curiously. She used to think that having three siblings was a lot, but then when she had befriended Cara and learned she had six siblings, she realized she had gotten off lucky. cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Apr 17, 2018 21:25:47 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Apr 17, 2018 21:25:47 GMT -7
@susanvictoria And so the details about the storm became a lot clearer. An animagus? Susan? Cara hadn’t even know that her friend was following through with that. The magic had never really interested her all that much, but that didn’t mean she was ignorant about the process that had to be done in order to complete it, and that was assuming that it even worked in the first place. She was sure there were plenty of failed animagi out there. Her eyebrows raised as Susan explained all of this, and once she finished, Cara leaned back in her chair to take it all in. “Any idea why a horse? I thought that those tended to stay, oh I don’t know, small? Like cat and dog sized.” Obviously there were plenty of uses for an animagus depending on profession, but Cara was failing to see how being a horse could possibly be useful for Susan’s internship, let alone any job. As for the hell of it, being able to turn into a horse sounded fun.
At the suggestion of becoming an animagus herself, Cara shook her head. There was no way that was ever going to happen with her. Plenty of reasons came to mind, but the one she was worried about the most was at the tip of her tongue already. “I don’t think I’m particularly equipped to go through all of that. I’d get frustrated a week into having the mandrake leaf in my mouth,” Cara returned the smile. “And then I’d probably be a mule or something. An ass becoming an ass. The perfect weapon for my siblings to use on me forever,” she shrugged. Whilst her patronus was a sheepdog, that didn’t rule out the fact that an animagus form could be different. The last thing she needed was to become something stupid. Susan explained that telling her family wasn’t difficult, and that her brother took off the political pressure of it all. “Does that mean you get free passes to the zoo for life?” Cara asked suddenly. While animals weren’t her ‘thing’, she still liked looking at them from time to time.
“Honestly? It’s hell.” Being frank about it was all she could do to get it across. There were some trips where she ended up wondering why she even went in the first place. “We usually end up places that have enough space to escape from them throughout the day,” she shrugged. “But there’s still the drive there. As long as I’m not pinned between a whining Kinsey and an emotional Persephone, I’ll live.” Mostly because if they were doing that, they would either be dead or have their mouths sealed shut with magic by the end of the drive.
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Apr 19, 2018 12:52:34 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2018 12:52:34 GMT -7
Susan giggled. “Miniature horse, so I am still small. I come up to Lysander’s waist when transformed,” she explained, holding up her hand about waist high to visually show Cara what she meant. “There have been a few bigger Animagus forms in history - James Potter the first was a stag for example and those get quite large - but yeah typically they’re not much bigger than a dog.” As for why a horse, Susan could not give an explanation. “This sounds silly, but Lysander has an equine affinity. Perhaps...I don’t know, my feelings for him swayed the choice my soul decided to make on my animagus form.” She had no idea if that was even possible, but she was a romantic at heart, and she liked to believe the tale. Susan laughed when Cara said she’d get frustrated a week in. “Oh trust me, it was awful. I happened to put it in my mouth just two days before Lysanders accident in the dungeons..” Susan winced with the memory of seeing him on his hospital bed, eyes bandaged over completely. “He thought I was mad at him for something, but I wasn’t ready to share my secret just yet.” Now that the transformation had happened, and she was registered with the Ministry, Susan was free to tell whomever she liked. Susan’s eyes widened at Cara’s brutally honest answer, a bit taken aback by the bluntness. She knew she had her share of arguments with her siblings, but family vacations had always been fun. Yes, Edmund was known to want his alone time, but they had always been great around each other. “That’s good, space is good,” she said, twisting her hands in her lap. “I feel sad for you though, not being able to enjoy your vacation because of your family.” Susan met Cara’s eyes straight on, her gaze never wavering. cara june bainbridge
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cara june bainbridge
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May 6, 2018 21:46:35 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on May 6, 2018 21:46:35 GMT -7
@susanvictoria A miniature horse? Susan gave her an approximate description by holding her hand up to her waist. That made a little more sense to Cara. Still, she couldn’t get over the fact that her friend could turn into a horse, even if it was a small one. A horse was a horse at the end of the day. She went on to explain the ability that Lysander apparently had, an understanding of equine. Cara continued to nod her head as she processed all of the information, which happened to be quite a bit. “You’ll have to show me some time, if that’s okay. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a miniature horse before, so I’m interested now.” Unless those were the ones that little kids rode on at carnivals. Cara had always assumed they were just ponies, but who knew? “I would probably go to tell someone off and accidentally lose the leaf in the process,” she shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee as she did so. “But it’s not made for everyone. Those that do go through it are definitely talented,” Cara said, flashing a smile at Susan.
Cara could tell from the way Susan reacted that it most likely wasn’t the response she was expecting. There was more to her previous explanation though, which she was going to try and clear up a bit. “Space is wonderful. I would trade almost anything to have more of it when everyone is home.” Diana was the only one that didn’t get in her way, because it was natural to have her around. Dustin was never home to begin with because he had his own life, and then that left the other four. The triplets weren’t necessarily annoying, but trying to deal with all three at once almost always gave her a headache. Not that it was their fault for being themselves. Kinsey was just Kinsey. “I do cause a lot of it though,” she sighed, looking off to the side for a second, slightly embarrassed that she had admitted it was almost always partially her fault. “So yeah. Can’t blame them for it all of the time.”
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Jun 6, 2018 14:09:08 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2018 14:09:08 GMT -7
Susan smiled. “It’s more than okay, I’d be happy to!” she said, a sparkle in her eye. She had transformed a half dozen times since returning to Windsor after graduation. The first few times, one of her siblings had been with her as a just in case scenario, but she had spent a great deal of time around her horses over the years, and though they were a little wary of her when she first appeared in her new form, they had quickly understood who she was. It was thrilling to be able to really communicate with her horses; now she really could cater to their needs when she was in human form. She was even more excited to introduce them to Lysander, as with his equine affinity he’d be able to communicate with them off the bat. “I’ve finally got the transformation down smoothly, it definitely took a few tries though,” Susan admitted, then chuckled. “One of the most surprising things I found out is the sass one of my horses has in her.” Rosebud had always had an attitude of sorts, but hearing it first hand came as a bit of a shock to her during her first time in the stables. Susan nodded at Cara understandingly. “Well, let me know if you ever need a change of scenery or even an escape. I have a spot or two for you to stay,” she said with a small smile. She wondered if one of the castles her grandmother had ownership of could help break Cara’s writers block. “Do you have any story ideas you want to bounce off me perhaps?” she asked, trying to be as helpful as possible. cara june bainbridge
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Jun 10, 2018 21:12:13 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Jun 10, 2018 21:12:13 GMT -7
@susanvictoria Excellent. While animals weren’t really her ‘thing’, horses always seemed cool. The few she had met before had distinct personalities, just like her cat did. That variation from the typical happy, goofy, slobbering dog was what she needed in order to enjoy a pet. She already had one dog to obey her every word, she didn’t need an actual one to love her unequivocally in the same manner she was sure that Dominic did. It was only natural for him to like her; if he didn’t, he would have left her side years ago. Susan went on to explain that she had the trick down pat now, and talking to her own horses whilst in the form was something else altogether. The way she described her horses, and that was plural mind you, was the same way Cara would talk about her siblings. Where one of them had six siblings, the other probably had the same amount of horses. “How does that work exactly? Talking to them I mean.” Was it all through neighs? Did they construct sentences in the same manner that humans did, or through feelings and actions? Or was it just a mutual understanding between them? A much younger Cara would say they could communicate via telepathy. Now that would be something else.
“I will. If they don’t drive me crazy first, the work will. Assuming I actually start working on it for real,” she let out an elongated sigh. It would happen eventually. If not, well, Flourish & Blotts had a sign in its window looking for new hires the last time she had stopped in. Working in a bookstore had to generate some sort of ability to write a novel, or at the least, place her in an environment where she would encounter other authors. Right now, she knew none, and simply learning from what she read wasn’t really helping much. Hogwarts had failed miserably in preparing her for this sort of profession, though that wasn’t wholly their fault. “Right now I have…well, I don’t really know what to call it. It’s something, and that’s a start. It’s a going to be a fantasy, probably. About a romance that fails because the main character is too blind to see what her suitor is really up to.” If any of her family members had really thought about it, they would have realized that Cara was writing about her opinions and thoughts on Kinsey’s relationship with the Fudge boy. Taking inspiration from something so idiotic hurt her inside, but she knew she could use it to its full potential. And the possibility of fallout from her sister? She really didn’t care. Kinsey needed to get over herself anyways, and what better way to tell her than through a book?
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