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Post by Carol on Dec 2, 2005 14:35:21 GMT -5
Carol looked around her room at Cloud Tower, alone. Flamegoo, her guardian spirit, was sleeping. She didn't knew why spirits slept, or it was normal for ghosts to sleep, but Flamegoo did it. And quite a lot, anyways.
The girl looked at her room's dark walls. She gave a soft smile. The place looked neat and dark enough. The school also looked nice enough. When her parents asked her if she wanted to Cloud Tower or Alfea, she decided going to Cloud Tower.
She found Alfea too bubbly and happy for her tastes.Same thing for being a faery. She never imagined herself as one.
This, and obviously, she had heard from her sister in law, twho just happened to have a faery sister, that Alfea was bigger then Cloud Tower.
A bigger place meant walking more, and Carol hated walking. She made a mistake, though, as Cloud Tower was well, a Tower, and full of stairs.Carol would have to climb stairs, and she hated climbing stairs.
Carol looked at her luggage. It was pretty big. She wished she could use a spell to put all her things on her closet. But as she didn't knew, and probably if she knew, she would do it wrong, or so she thought, Carol had to put her things, and organize then.
After a long while organizing her things. And I mean a long while, either because he loved to organize things, or because she was just plain slow, she was nearly done. She still needed to organize her books on her shelves, but she hadn't that many, and they could wait.
Carol decided, after organizing her things, resting a little bit on her bed. She wondered what kind of person would be her roomate. And she hoped that this roomate didn't arrived on that instant, as she noticed that the green bow that she liked to use on her hair, was out of place. And she liked looking nice. Looking nice was important.
Not that said roomate would like her, or anything. Witch or faery, Carol had the feeling that she would fail completly at magic and making, or even picking friends.
The only reason for her to think that, though, was probably something that she didn't even noticed. Her habit of always imagining that worst was going to happen. Always.
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Post by Elly on Dec 4, 2005 21:01:32 GMT -5
Walking into the dorm, Elly didn't even see Carol. She just waltzed in, with her one small bag. Putting down her bag, almost ready to unpack her things, she noticed a girl with a green bow.
"Hi, I'm Elly," she said to the girl, as she opened up her bag to see four smaller bags, she sighed and thought of her foster mother.
Shana...she thinks I can't take care of myself. Thing I'll never know number fourty-eight: Why Shana went and shrunk my four bags. As long as I can reverse it...I'm good. Elly faintly smiled, but then the smile quickly faded into a frown. If I can reverse it. Thing I'll never know number fourty-nine: Why I always change my 'as long as I' statements to 'If I' or 'I hope I' statements.
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Post by Carol on Dec 4, 2005 21:34:55 GMT -5
Walking into the dorm, Elly didn't even see Carol. She just waltzed in, with her one small bag. Putting down her bag, almost ready to unpack her things, she noticed a girl with a green bow. "Hi, I'm Elly," she said to the girl, as she opened up her bag to see four smaller bags, she sighed and thought of her foster mother. Shana...she thinks I can't take care of myself. Thing I'll never know number fourty-eight: Why Shana went and shrunk my four bags. As long as I can reverse it...I'm good. Elly faintly smiled, but then the smile quickly faded into a frown. If I can reverse it. Thing I'll never know number fourty-nine: Why I always change my 'as long as I' statements to 'If I' or 'I hope I' statements.Quickly Carol started to try to make the bow look nicer on her hair. She took a little long, and while she tried to make her bow look better on her, she answered Elly, on a polite, but a bit low voice. ''Hi Elly... My name is Carol...'' Carol got relieved that Elly introduced herself first. Carol was not exactly good at starting conversations, or so she thought. She was also trying to don't look at the Elly's bags. But she considered little bags inside of a bigger one a bit interesting. Specially when those little bags looked as if they were shrunk. It didn't took long to Carol start looking at the bags curiously, though. Not that she noticed. |
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Post by Elly on Dec 8, 2005 11:51:38 GMT -5
Hmm....how will I reverse this? Elly bit her pointer finger thinking about any reversal spells she knew. Darn, why can't I remember any! I'm not going to try to make one up, that never goes good. Thing I'll never know number fifty: Why I can't remember reversal spells when I need them.
Elly turned to Carol and asked, "Carol, do you happen to know any reversal spells?"
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Post by Carol on Dec 8, 2005 15:40:43 GMT -5
Hmm....how will I reverse this? Elly bit her pointer finger thinking about any reversal spells she knew. Darn, why can't I remember any! I'm not going to try to make one up, that never goes good. Thing I'll never know number fifty: Why I can't remember reversal spells when I need them.Elly turned to Carol and asked, "Carol, do you happen to know any reversal spells?" ''Actually... I do...'' Said the girl slowly. ''My nephew's girlfriend once made me to learn it.'' Her nephew's girlfriend. Bossy, two years older then her and her nephew Charles, faery and probably one of the side reasons for Carol deciding going to Cloud Tower. ''But I'm not exactly good at it. And I don't remember exactly the words... With was something with Reversa... Reverse... Encantada...'' Carol started muttering for a few minutes, tryig to recall the words for the spell. ''...Remembered it.'' She sighed. Probably she was wrong, but the girl was asking for help, right? |
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Post by Elly on Dec 8, 2005 20:18:37 GMT -5
"It's alright if you're not good at it, nobody can be good at everything, right? If you don't think you're good at it, tell me the spell and I'll cast it. If only my foster mother thought I could take care of myself, then she wouldn't have gone and shrunk my bags," Elly said, still thinking if she can remember any reversal spells....but nothing came to her and she sighed, flipping her short, dark red hair out of her face.
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Post by Carol on Dec 14, 2005 20:38:17 GMT -5
''Alright...'' Said Carol, who was interrupted by a male, sleepy voice, that aparently was coming from one of the corners. It belonged to a... Thing. A green ball of fire.
''If you two don't know what to do, is so hard asking for help?''
''I know what to do, I just don't know if I can do it correctly, Flamegoo...'' Said the girl, sighing.
''But I will try saying the spell...''
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Post by Elly on Dec 15, 2005 15:34:40 GMT -5
"Really? That would be great," Elly said, grinning, then looking at her miny suitcases.
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Post by Carol on Dec 15, 2005 19:08:58 GMT -5
''Reversa Incatatem.'' Said the girl, a bit unsure. It was just see and hope if it worked.
''Let's wait and see...''Said Carol, sighing. The girl looked at Elly's suitcase. She had to say that they were cute, anyways.
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Post by Elly on Dec 16, 2005 16:59:06 GMT -5
Elly looked at her suitcases inside her suitcase, only to see the spell worked. The fours suitcases popped up and turned larger.
"Thank you so much Carol," Elly said, giving Carol a hug.
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Post by Carol on Dec 19, 2005 19:40:06 GMT -5
''Thank you.'' Said Carol, sighing, then getting a little mirror, that was still on her bag, looking at her own face, then at her nails. ''I need to buy some more make up... Maybe she will care to join?'' Said her, lowly, looking at Elly. Carol was thinking that she was feeling and acting a little weird. THinking about inviting someone to go somewhere with her? Not very usual for her. But...
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Post by Elly on Dec 22, 2005 15:27:03 GMT -5
Elly went over to a maple closet with her suitcase and started to put in some clothes. Alright now. In goes my black shirts, then my red shirts, then my green, and then my purple. She hummed while putting in her shirts, changing the notes like she singing a song.
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Post by Carol on Dec 23, 2005 6:55:25 GMT -5
Carol looked at the room, and left, saying nothing. Flamegoo went after her, sighing. He knew that his protegee had issues about talking to people. At least on starting a conversation and asking people favours. At least the girl talked to someone on her first day, thought the spirit.
OOC:Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Sorry, I had to do this.
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Post by Elly on Dec 24, 2005 19:32:34 GMT -5
(OOC: Thanks for the happy birthday. ^-^)
Elly finished putting her top in the maple chest. Okay, all my tops are hung, now for the bottoms. She walked over to her suitcase with pants and other assorted bottoms, when she noticed Carol was gone. Hmm, I wonder where Carol has gone to. Oh well, thought Elly. She took her second suitcase, opened the first draw on the left and started putting her pants in it.
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