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Oh, see, she hadn't thought about that.
Interesting. Because her mind was only set on one thing. "Nothing in particular" she said, with a shrug, "Just get on vith other experiences, I guess" get on with her life, yes, if she didn't die. And since she wasn't, then, yes, moving along....
...in reality, what she'll do will be grinning at gaining Zitnik's approval. Because winning the tournament will get her there, wouldn't it?
She nodded. That was a understandable answer.
"Thank you so much for answering my questions, and good luck in the tournament." she smile and held her hand out for the girl.
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Aleksandra Miroslav "I have my friends, and Headmaster." She stated simply. "That is all the support I need." It wasn't as if her parents would show up even if they did know about the tournament.
Hmm, someone needed to have a therapy group in here. So many parental issues in one room. It was heart breaking for Egypt.
"Yes your Headmaster seems very supportive of all of you," she didn't want to say what she was really thinking. Because one she never liked to talk ill of anyone and two she wasn't sure the Durmstrang students wouldn't freak out and get upset. And she didn't want either to happen.
"Good luck and thank you," she smiled.
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"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Greenwood." Fletcher smiled and put out a hand. "That's... that's.... one school of thought." His smile tightened. He did not want to open the can of worms that was his mother just now.
If he won the prize money?! What would he dooo?! "WELL," Fletcher rubbed his hands together, his eyes all big and bright at the ideas he was concocting in his mind. "I've always either wanted to own my own business or.... become a Gringotts cursebreaker." He paused to see if she was writing this down. "It's been a dream of mine ever since I stepped into that beautiful bank, but I have no idea how to go about achieving that goal."
Shrug. That's what dreams were for. Just dreaming.
She took his hand and gave him a friendly shake. Trust Egypt to hug someone before a handshake.
"Well I hug my children as often as I can get my hands on them. Though they are faster than they used to be," she joked. And someone of them still sought her out for hugs.
Her eyes brightened as Fletcher seemed to warm up to the idea of winning the prize money.
"My niece is a cursebreaker at Gingotts. Well a junior cursebreaker anyways. She hasn't taken her final assessments yet. But if you want to become a cursebreak why don't you just ask how to apply?" she asked him simply. That seemed like a logical first step at least.
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Monique thought for a moment. "I am not sure if there is anything that I am really 'afraid' of. There are, however, plenty of things I avoid. Like mud and heights." Especially if she was wearing heels. Both of those were a clear no-no. "But really, there is nothing wrong with being afraid of something. In fact, it is probably just your brain telling you that you cannot handle something. So, if you are afraid of it, then you avoid it." And then you don't die. Was that kid asking the questions on dieing listening?
Her quill was moving furiously to keep up with the clipped French accent. She was going to have to buy a new one after this.
"That seems logical," she nodded after she quill had stopped moving and took a tiny breath.
"Why do you avoid mud though. I hear it has great exfoliating properties." People even paid to bath in the stuff. Egypt never found that appealing.
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Brielle Lambert Brielle smiled, not at all embrassed about she was about to say, "I plan to become a model, Cliché I know, by zat is what I 'ave wanted all my life. To travel, zee ze world, be ze face of zome of ze Best Fashion 'Ouzez in ze world." She had more than just potential, Brielle lived and breathed fashion, it was her very being, "But I alzo would like to continue my ztudiez at zome point. Pluz zhouls ze tournament, play in my favour, I would love to be a inzpiration leader for girl'z everywhere!"
Brielle knew she sounded like a Miss Universe contestant, but it was what she wanted in life.
Though Egypt thought the girl was very pretty she would certainly want her daughters to have better role models than a model. And it was funny that her oldest daughter Paris was just as fashion obsessed as Brielle but her role model was Da Vinci. No one could understand that one, but Egypt was glad that she had chosen someone who had more going on than a pretty face.
"We all have to have dreams," she stated simply.
"But don't you think girls should aspire to be more than just a pretty face on a Billboard?" she knew she sounded just like her mother, but on this thing she had to admit she agreed with her mother.