12-28-2023, 09:27 PM
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Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Violeta X. Escalante
Gryffindor Sixth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Yulietta Escalante
Slytherin Second Year  x8
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SPOILER!!: Zeke Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir 
As it happened, were Zeke a reader of minds - which, alas, he was not, but imagine how much that would simplify the wand fitting process, though that would come hand in hand with all kinds of ethical issues - he may have been able to glean some meaning from this next girl's thoughts. Not all, mind, it had been years, decades really, since he'd spoken the language with any regularity, he was most familiar with the Puerto Rican variety, and he'd had no reason to speak it in any context related to anything... wizardy... but still.
Of course, not being a mind-reader, he had no inkling that any of this was relevant, or that there might be any benefit to making it known. It was business as usual, and Zeke emerged from the back room a few minutes after the parchment bearing the measurements had whisked off to find him. He'd given them the attention they deserved, and picked out a couple of likely candidates: wand boxes he now had clasped in his hands.
"Hello there," he said cheerfully to his next customer and co, with his usual friendly smile, as he set one box down and opened up the other. "Let's see if we can't find your wand," Zeke went on, not suspecting any limited understanding of his words. Funny, given how averse he usually was to making assumptions. He held out the open box, offering the wand inside. "You know how this works? Just give it a wave, and tell me how it feels."
As the man came out from wherever he’d been, Yulietta grew tremendously nervous that she only understood the word ‘hello’ and none of the rest. Not that she’d fully understand, but she tried to absorb as many English words as she could. In new moments like these, her mind went blank and only alarms blared in her head.
Panic kicking in, she gripped the strap of her cross-body bag and shot a glance at her aunt. The older woman translated what the man said and Yulietta nodded in understanding. Gently picking up the wand, she tried to will her hand to stop trembling but that was like asking the sun not to shine. She gave it a soft wave, not expecting anything extraordinary to happen, but it did. The wand glowed. It glowed to the point of causing her eyes to squint. The light was bright and warm. It took her by surprise, causing her to drop the wand as she started.
“Lo siento!” she said in her native language, meaning I am sorry. Was she in trouble?
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