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 Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 12:43 pm
Name: Nella Adrianne Ross
Username: Tentacoo Wape
Nickname(optional): To her chagrin, her mother calls her "Nelly." The reason? Her mother- a hairdresser- happens to be a doting parent and a rabid "Little House on the Prairie" fan.
Appearance: Standing at just about 5'4, Nella is a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, overbearing girl with a predilection toward the color "light black." Yeah, whatever that is- psycho. rolleyes Her hair is long, falling just a little above her back. It's more of a lighter blonde- usually stiff with hairspray. She's meticulous with her haircare due to her mother's habits, and her personal appearance is not the only thing she's OCD about. Her skin isn't pale or tan- sort of inbetween but leaning toward the tanner side. Nella is pretty much average weight, but isn't at all muscle, and she's certainly not a stick. Just an average body shape- although her chest is flat as an ironing board that's been run over by a train. Her hips are virtually nonexistant. You see, she hasn't quite started puberty yet, and it's sensitive spot of hers.
House: Sentiamo
Element(speciality, do not have to stick to that IC): Light
Personality: Nella is a meticulous, quiet, and quite private individual. She tends to keep her personal effects and information to herself and dislikes to talk to people she doesn't know well. She's a bundle of insecurities just as well as a capable little witch- about not yet being what is called "a woman," about not being "presentable enough," and that she won't make friends even though she chooses not to in the first place. She might seem a little cold- but she'll clean up after you if she cares for you a lot. Often she doesn't get angry as much as she gets indignant- and then even. Nella has an odd view on some things, since her mother raised her alone, and on television. She prefers watching to reading, and there are some "imaginary colors" she likes the best. Light black, anyone?
BIO(optional): Her father died when she was seven, in a car accident. She doesn't remember him with sadness so much as "well, I wish I knew him better" although at times- it's requisite, no?- she does angst about it a little. Nella has lived with her hairdresser mother alone in Missouri ever since, until she was accepted to the school and her life changed drastically. Since, she's been working almost neurotically hard at her magical skills, and ignoring lots of other things. Her priorities are often wildly out of order- "First I'll clean off my desk- it's so dusty! Then I'll go late to my grandmother's funeral. Yes, I know, two hours late isn't much- the desk needs cleaning more than she needs more visitors!"
Personality tests(optional): ((IE Personality quizzes that say something about your character go here.))
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 9:37 am
((Accepted))
"Of course, but try not to be late for dinner." Headmaster Rote said then turned back to Gawain, who was practically steaming. He was this pinkish color that was unnatural at best, sickening at worst.
"Headmaster. As much as I would like vengeance, I will have to decline your offer. May I return to my dorm?"
"Surely," Then he turned to Sapphire, "If you put one toe out of line, I will send you back home. Clear?"
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 6:32 am
"Thank you sir," Neylie said smiling. Before she left she turned and said, "Would you like me to take Gawain to his dorm, or at least to the portrait?"
((I wasn't sure if there were portraits here, if there aren't I'll fix it))
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:28 pm
Gawain glared at her, "I have had enough of your company at present. Besides, I think I can find my way.. I have been here for 6 years. I have walked for 16 years, I think I can manage."
But as soon as he made that first brave step towards the floor, it was all over but for the tears.
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 2:28 pm
"Fine," Neylie said trying to hold back the giggling. "I'll see ya later then," She walked out and when she closed the door you could hear a soft laugh.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:37 pm
Gawain picked himself up, growled at the headmaster's hand, and dusted off his robes. He looked at Avarielle, she was smirking in that way of hers that she stole from the Headmaster. He hated her for it, she was just too good at things without ever trying. He hated her for how she was the intellectual favourite of most of the professors. The unfairness of it all made him furious. "Look away from me. I don't need your attention Miss Perfect."
The Headmaster had conviently disappeared again and Ava was on her own for this battle. She knew she could handle it but something about Gawain unnerved her. He wasn't really scary, he often proved himself a klutz when most self-righteous, but there was this underlying danger. In his voice and actions. "Certaintly," She moved closer to him, there was some danger in her too, closer and closer till she was almost nose to nose and a little on the right. "If you want your love poems back you should be nicer to me. After all, it is strange to harbor such ill will against someone who has information on you."
Rage caused him to act in a way he wouldn't normally. She had gone too far this time. Too far. He pinned her against the wall in one quick motion. He was about to crack her skull, he could almost feel the drip of blood on his pristine hands. But no, she wasn't a witch for nothing. Powerful magic blasted him across the room and off of her. He felt the purity of that power. It scared him to the point where he wouldn't get off the floor. The shock of it, she had at least ten times more raw power than him. He knew he couldn't win, nor could he ever. He hated her. She left.
"Gawain, it is not wise to pick fights with women. Especially ones who have been trained by me. I would recommend trying to befriend her instead."
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 10:27 am
Neylie made her way to the owlry to mail the letter. "I hope they'll let me," she said grinning at the thought of helping with the dragons. She checked her watch and saw she still had some time before dinner if she hurried. She found her black owl, Shadow, and attached the letter. "There, off ya' go," she said. She watched out the window as Shadow flew off. She smiled and walked back to the common room, hoping not to run into Gawain.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 11:20 am
Gawain once again got off the floor. The Headmaster had conviently reappeared. The old man smiled at him and said, "You might want to go to the nurse. You have a large and bloody gash on your forehead."
Gawain saw Neylie on his way to the nurse, ashamedly blocking her sight of the wound. 'Like I need someone else to laugh at me.'
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:57 pm
Neylie saw Gawain and raised an eyebrow. "Isn't your commen room that way?" she asked pointing in the opposite direction.
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 6:37 am
Gawain ignored her and kept walking, 'I can very well walk where ever I want. It is not as if I am a dog on a leash. And she is certainly no master of mine.'
After being in the Infirmary, Lady Réall patched him up and had him in a much nicer mood than when he entered. That is he wasn't mumbling about women anymore. Now he was mumbling about being a clumsy fool.
"Why can't I teach one silly little Princess a lesson? Why is she better than me?" He moaned as he lay face up, clutching the pilllows.
The Lady chuckled and said, "It is not that she is better than you. Just more likeable. You need to get over this need to be better if you ever want to achieve something in your lifetime."
He growled, "She does it too.. She wants to be superior too.. She just gets her way."
"Nonsense."
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 11:43 am
Neylie watched him go and pulled out her wand. She muttered the spell that would make her blend in with her surroundings and followed him silently, or as close as she could.
She listened outside the door as he was talking to Lady Reall. "Who's he talking about?" she whispered to herself. She thought a moment before coming to the conclusion that he was talking about Ava.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:53 am
Avarielle had finished with the preliminary copyright notifications and had mailed her concept to most of the forefront academia papers. Now she had time to work on her homework.. Which she had been shamefully neglecting in favor of her project with the Headmaster.
'What is the integration of that particular series? I never can remember if I substitute that or this..' She thought through her Arithmancy with some effort.. The advanced math was a bit difficult for her, but not impossibly so. To be truthful, Arithmancy was the only class that she couldn't be the best at. Gawain was currently trumping her.. even if it was only by a marginal amount.
She decided to take a short walk to clear her frustrations and ran into the back of a semi invisible figure. Quickly, she pulled out her wand and asked, "Who's there?"
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 12:03 pm
Neylie did a spell she had found in a book while she had been at Hogwarts still so that Gawain wouldn't know she had been spying and undid the spell making her invisible. "Hey Ava," she said smiling, "Heard you kicked Gawain's butt," She laughed and pointed to Gawain, "What did he do this time?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:40 am
Avarielle looked past Neylie to Gawain, who was under the care of Lady Réall, and flushed slightly. 'Oh. I didn't know he got hurt.'
"You know. The usual. Tried to kill me."
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Lovin every sec. of love!
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 7:59 am
"Oh, he does that a lot then?" she said raising an eyebrow. "This school should be interesting," She looked back at Gawain before remembering the spell. 'The spell will wear off soon,' She bit her lip before saying, "I should get going, the spell will wear off and he'll be pretty mad if he found out I'd been spying, and I think I would end up in the Infirmary under Lady Reall's care," She giggled before heading off toward her Common Room. "It was nice talking to you," she said over her shoulder to Ava. "Next time you kick his butt, I wanna watch,"
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