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sweetpinkpixie · 12-17-2024, 02:19 AM

It wasn't that Calliope didn't want to be here but she also didn't not want to be here either. Rite of passage, essential tool, extension of her witchdom, blah blah blah...she had listen to mamma gush and oooh and aaah about the ins and outs of wands and wandlore, but none of it had been all that inspiring to the 11-year-old. Now the percussion in Led Zeppelin's Fool In The Rain or The Black Page #1 by Frank Zappa, people who were somehow older than dad and his musical mates and that was wild because they were anciiiiiiiiiiiiient, now those were inspiring sounds to hear! Mostly Calliope was hoping to be in and out of here so she could scamper back over to Atticus' before lunch...and maybe Quidditch Quality Supplies if she was quick.

While she was impatient, the drumming of her palms on her thighs and ticks of the tongue were entirely unrelated and performed for pure enjoyment.

"Took you long enough," she mumbled as the tape measure finally zipped off towards the back. Sure, she could have stood still for the whole minute or two that the enchanted object required but that would be denying herself the music that just went against the Barrington way! "Bmmm tssssh da da da bmmmm tsssh," she hummed to herself, her palms rounding out a spirited solo upon her knees.

―――――*☼*―――――

"Remember, you promised papa you wouldn't cause any trouble," the blonde whispered to the bowtruckled nestled in the messy bun atop her head. It hadn't been all that difficult convincing mum and papa to let her bring Picketta with her, papa even seemed to be a little relieved, but Bria did know of her companion's protective nature and how the creatures felt towards wandmakers. It would be fine though! There was no way Picketta would ruin this once in a lifetime opportunity for her!

Holding as still as she could in spite of the way Picketta was rustling in her hair, tugging on it and tickling Bria's scalp, she waiting for the measuring tape to finish up its task and quickly smashed her bun to ensure no hasty escaping from the bowtruckle who was clearly growing anxious and ornery due to all the sounds a bright lights from the various underage wizard spellwork going on.

12-17-2024, 02:19 AM	#239 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	couldn't decide on one so...shun me if you must! astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf It wasn't that Calliope didn't want to be here but she also didn't not want to be here either. Rite of passage, essential tool, extension of her witchdom, blah blah blah...she had listen to mamma gush and oooh and aaah about the ins and outs of wands and wandlore, but none of it had been all that inspiring to the 11-year-old. Now the percussion in Led Zeppelin's Fool In The Rain or The Black Page #1 by Frank Zappa, people who were somehow older than dad and his musical mates and that was wild because they were anciiiiiiiiiiiiient, now those were inspiring sounds to hear! Mostly Calliope was hoping to be in and out of here so she could scamper back over to Atticus' before lunch...and maybe Quidditch Quality Supplies if she was quick. While she was impatient, the drumming of her palms on her thighs and ticks of the tongue were entirely unrelated and performed for pure enjoyment. "Took you long enough," she mumbled as the tape measure finally zipped off towards the back. Sure, she could have stood still for the whole minute or two that the enchanted object required but that would be denying herself the music that just went against the Barrington way! "Bmmm tssssh da da da bmmmm tsssh," she hummed to herself, her palms rounding out a spirited solo upon her knees. ―――――☼――――― "*Remember, you promised* papa you wouldn't cause any trouble,**" the blonde whispered to the bowtruckled nestled in the messy bun atop her head. It hadn't been all that difficult convincing mum and papa to let her bring Picketta with her, papa even seemed to be a little relieved, but Bria did know of her companion's protective nature and how the creatures felt towards wandmakers. It would be fine though! There was no way Picketta would ruin this once in a lifetime opportunity for her! Holding as still as she could in spite of the way Picketta was rustling in her hair, tugging on it and tickling Bria's scalp, she waiting for the measuring tape to finish up its task and quickly smashed her bun to ensure no hasty escaping from the bowtruckle who was clearly growing anxious and ornery due to all the sounds a bright lights from the various underage wizard spellwork going on. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like