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carpediem · 12-13-2013, 03:37 AM

As soon as Caelen saw the wand shop, she ran inside, excitement filling her stomach like hot soup to a starving man. Her heart was pounding, but she didn't care. She was getting her first wand! Her first ever wand! Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!

She remembered when she was about seven, sitting in her kitchen with a bowl of pretzel sticks. Her mother had enchanted the dirty dishes to clean themselves, and Caelen watched in amazement as they did just that. Pots and pans danced across the sink as sponges ran around trying to clean everything they could find. It quickly became a sudsy mess. But it looked so fun! The child wanted to try, and so she started making swishing and flicking moments with the pretzel she was holding. It elicited a laugh out of her mother and an eye roll from her brother -until she gave him a pretzel stick-.

Even now she wanted to imitate adult wand movements. She remembered pretending to enchant a flower pot at her aunts house with a pencil and running around the backyard "casting spells" on the flowers with a stick. Her aunt just sat back and laughed and suggested things to enchant next.

And you couldn't be a wizard without starting out with a wand. Everyone knew that. Even the dumbest witches and wizards knew that. And here she was. Getting her wizarding tools. And by herself! A child should be so lucky in her mind!

As she stood and tried to patiently wait, an enchanted measuring tape made its way over and started doing what it did best. Measure. It measured her arms and her height and every inch of a person that was needed to measure wands -apparently there were a lot of measurements involved-. Which got her to thinking several thoughts in the time she had to stay perfectly still.

What if I need a kiddie wand? What if I stink at magic? What if people hate me? What if I fall in the lake or accidently get shoved and fall out of a window? I'm short, Rockwell said it could happen. She stopped there. Since when did she listen to Rockwell? Her mother's whole speech-that-never-happened during the trip-that-never-happened during the summer-like-any-other-except-not-really specifically told her not to do that. She was to go to Hogwarts to get an eduction and become a good citizen. Not to follow a trouble-makers path. She had explicit instructions.

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12-13-2013, 03:37 AM	#39 (permalink)
carpediem Puffskein Join Date: Nov 2013 Location: any place with food Posts: 1,172 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alessandra (Alli) Whitt First Year	Tricksy Hobbitses As soon as Caelen saw the wand shop, she ran inside, excitement filling her stomach like hot soup to a starving man. Her heart was pounding, but she didn't care. She was getting her first wand! Her first ever wand! Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce! She remembered when she was about seven, sitting in her kitchen with a bowl of pretzel sticks. Her mother had enchanted the dirty dishes to clean themselves, and Caelen watched in amazement as they did just that. Pots and pans danced across the sink as sponges ran around trying to clean everything they could find. It quickly became a sudsy mess. But it looked so fun! The child wanted to try, and so she started making swishing and flicking moments with the pretzel she was holding. It elicited a laugh out of her mother and an eye roll from her brother -until she gave him a pretzel stick-. Even now she wanted to imitate adult wand movements. She remembered pretending to enchant a flower pot at her aunts house with a pencil and running around the backyard "casting spells" on the flowers with a stick. Her aunt just sat back and laughed and suggested things to enchant next. And you couldn't be a wizard without starting out with a wand. Everyone knew that. Even the dumbest witches and wizards knew that. And here she was. Getting her wizarding tools. And by herself! A child should be so lucky in her mind! As she stood and tried to patiently wait, an enchanted measuring tape made its way over and started doing what it did best. Measure. It measured her arms and her height and every inch of a person that was needed to measure wands -apparently there were a lot of measurements involved-. Which got her to thinking several thoughts in the time she had to stay perfectly still. What if I need a kiddie wand? What if I stink at magic? What if people hate me? What if I fall in the lake or accidently get shoved and fall out of a window? I'm short, Rockwell said it could happen. She stopped there. Since when did she listen to Rockwell? Her mother's whole speech-that-never-happened during the trip-that-never-happened during the summer-like-any-other-except-not-really specifically told her not to do that. She was to go to Hogwarts to get an eduction and become a good citizen. Not to follow a trouble-makers path. She had explicit instructions. Tegz: Ira has responded to your character here __________________ People are drawn to you because of your peaceful and nurturing persona. While quite softspoken, you put the needs of others above your own needs and show a real empathy for all living things. Your warm heart could keep a blizzard away. Last edited by TeafortheSoul; 12-14-2013 at 11:14 AM.