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using the "shape up" form template

what does being a siren mean exactly?

ooooh, lol. Okay. She will do that once she's settled in.

also would any of your characters be up for like torturing Ebony to up her pain tolerance again?

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I was thinking more of like a mentor/apprentice kinda dynamic. Like she asks them to torture her and they teach her how to handle pain.

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whoop here we are.... could we timeskip to idk, maybe their first class together?

Okay, cool. Would you both be up for it then? Separate threads of course. I think it'd be interesting to see venom stuff.

And yes punky we do need to catch up, let bristol adjust again lol

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]nobody cares how your holding yourself through the storm all they care about is that you look beautiful there in the wind[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase] Naia had spent her first morning getting her room ready, considering last night after the feast all she had the energy to do was collapse on the bed. She had gotten up early, done situps, pushups, and pulls ups. Then she showered in the now daisy smelling water. Now she had plenty of time before her first class. Which she knew Lissa was in because last night they had gone over their schedules today. She hoped they'd get to sit by each other. It was just a simple history class so they wouldn't have to pay much attention and could talk most of the time. It would be good to talk every day together.

She put up a corkboard, and covered it in pictures of her on the broom, her and Lissa, her and Matty, her mom, and her and her dad. She smiled focusing on one of Lissa for a moment. The ever present sucker not failing to make an appearance. Then she looked at one of her mom waving. Her brows furrowed. She still hadn't seen her. It had been two years now. She was starting to forget what her voice sounded like.

She touched her own face for a moment, turning to look in the mirror. Her face mirrored her moms at this age almost to the tea. Naia had much lighter eyes and freckles. They were both beautiful, but Naia always thought her mom looked far better.

She leaned closer into the mirror and made sure she look decent. Then she set to work on her wild mess of hair. It settled into a neat, long french braid fair down her back. Her wavy locks had been tamed for today. "Charles don't you dare mess this one up!" Her finger raised as she saw the bird moving to perch on her head. He hooted in response and landed heavy on her shoulder instead. She reached up and stroked his head until he was cooing softly and well asleep. She lay him down on a pillow above her dresser she had for him.

As a Sixth(???) year, she was a prefect and had her own room. Special privileges. She got dressed, and failed to put on her prefect badge, only putting on her captain badge. She didn't really care about being prefect. That was just good grades, something that was expected from her or she would get a terrifying letter from her mom. She was proud of being captain though. Quidditch was the one time she could stop thinking completely. And she loved it.

Now she headed to her first class. Found a desk in the middle left and looked up at their teacher. A centaur that was considered very attractive by almost all of the student. He had broad shoulders, a well muscled torso, a face that looked like a gods, and thick brown hair that looked so soft to touch. She smiled softly. Maybe she wouldn't mind paying attention. Tearing her gaze away from the beautyy she turned to search for Lissa entering the class.

Seating seemed to be a free for all so she put her feet on the desk next to her, saving it for Lissa if she wanted. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

Okay cool, sounds good. I want her going into her RoP as prepared as possible.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]nobody cares how your holding yourself through the storm all they care about is that you look beautiful there in the wind[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]Naia had began to grow worried at Lissa's lack of an appearance. She knew the girl was never tardy. What was she doing. She opened her text book when the teacher said, she listened to his short introduction. Then he paused and heads turned toward the door, so naturally she followed them. There was Lissa, entering late and looking rather flourished. The tall ginger made Naia smile.

When she sat next to her she grinned at the question. She leaned in taunting, "Decided you were too cool to be on time?" Naia herself was probably the most tardy student there was. She never found that a few minutes mattered if she had to rush. She liked to enjoy herself. She also skipped a lot of classes up to fourth year. Last year she had gotten serious. She wanted to be an Auror, she had to be serious if she was going to constantly fight the dark arts.

"He said 'Hey my name's Mr. Trup. And this bleh bleh bleh history. Don't worry. Just open your book to page 23 and look he is starting. This is a blow off class anyway don't worry about it." She pulled out a piece of paper and drew a quick doodle of Lissa. Then she whispered a small phrase and picture started to twirl it's hair.

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Yeah I'll make in a minute.

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She took the drawing back and drew Lissa's body, very scantily clad, with a surprising amount of skill. She had done a lot of drawing this summer. She grinned as she passed it back. She murmured a few spells to add some color to the drawing making it almost a little too lifelike.

She glanced up at the board, and quickly jotted down a few things in her notes. Her brain absorbing the important details quickly. This was honestly how she acted in most of her classes, so she knew how to get good grades without paying attention. Her dad said it was a skill he had. Gave him time to stare at girls. And here she was staring at Lissa. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]nobody cares how your holding yourself through the storm all they care about is that you look beautiful there in the wind[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]Naia had been staring at Lissa, studying her face. She noticed for a moment there was a dark look in the girl's eye. She was thinking about something she didn't want to be because the next moment when she looked back at Naia it was gone. Naia was curious about the issue, but she wasn't going to push it right now. Considering they were just goofing off.

She looked down at the drawing. Another addition, the centaur. He was looking beautiful as ever. She giggled a little and whispered, "This looks like a fun time." The professor's voice seemed to grow closer, but she figured it was safe as long as he was talking. Teachers stopped talking to discipline. She dipped her quill in ink getting ready to add another piece to their masterpiece when it was snatched by a hand behind her.

The voice behind her shouted, "Mr Trup!!! Naia and Lissa are passi--" Then they took a closer look at the paper, [color=red]"Are drawing very inappropriate pictures!" Mr Trup, paused and sighed heavily. He made his way over and took it from the student. Who Naia knew as Taylor, the most annoying Hufflepuff there has ever been. She considering breaking any rule the worst thing a person can do. And she wants others to live her style of life.

Mr. Trup took the picture and couldn't help but laugh. He murmured to the two of them, "You are very good artists." When he wasn't teaching his voice was so smooth. He grinned at the two of them before speaking loudly so the class could hear, "You two will see me after class! This behavior will not be tolerated." He ended it with a very subtle wink in their direction.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -8px]nobody cares how your holding yourself through the storm all they care about is that you look beautiful there in the wind[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 430px; min-height: 80px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]The rest of class went by very slowly. And when it ended Naia stood. She turned around and leaned down into Taylor's face. The girl was good at quidditch because she was competitive but she also happened to be physically dominant. Intimidating when she needed to be. She didn't use that side of herself very often. Only when a foot needed to be put down. She really didn't enjoy scaring people that way, or using it at all, but it worked wonders.

She looked at Taylor, meeting her eyes with a hard glare. "My stuff is my stuff, and your stuff is your stuff. Don't pull another stunt like that with me okay?" Taylor, clearly, had not been expecting a reaction like this from another Hufflepuff, especially one known for being nice. Her eyes widened and she nodded before quickly heading out of class.

Naia turned around and headed up to Mr Trup, hoping Lissa wouldn't judge her actions too much. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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