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Elizabeth Hawkins - The Knight and the Alchemist
Frightful apprehension is what her new roommate possessed, so frightful was it that it actually worried Elizabeth a fair amount. Keenly she watched, carefully noting details that were critical. Observantly considering how her fingernails dug into her palms out of the corner of her eye. In fact, it was not a harsh judgment nor was it even satirical, moreover it was concern. Truthfully, it was very worrisome. If this mere touch of social interaction held such amounts of horrific tension for the girl, she could only imagine the stresses that the bold curriculum that the school hosted would do in terms of detriment.
Yet still, she pointed out a seat for which they could partake in a meal.
The seat she chose made a light smile appear on the Alchemist's lips.
Such a choice noted the observation skills of the girl she was to be roomed with. She must've noticed the moment by which she had locked eyes with an old friend of hers. For now she might be meek in terms of nature, but she had good eyes, distinctly noticing important ones at that. This was something that she wouldn't forget. After all, it is in the tiniest details that one finds the most critical information.
"Alright, I think that would be a lovely seat to take. It's been a bit since I've ad' a chin wag with a childhood friend. Six years in fact." Elizabeth stated amicably, cracking a sagely yet mischievous grin. "Not sure if I'd be throwing a spanner in his works though; then again, I suppose there's only one way to sort it out." Plucking up her tray of food from the line, she held it tightly with both hands as she casually sauntered with all the grace she possessed to take a seat right in front of Michael.
Perhaps it was a touch arrogant of her to assume that she wasn't unwelcome, but she still kept that mischievous grin across her complexion all the same. Their eyes met, and she would of course to be the first to speak to him. "Don't mind me, would you Michael? I must say, it's been...how do Americans put it? A raccoon's age, right?"
Twisting her bottom lip to bite it pensively in thought for a moment, Elizabeth nodded as if to make such a foolish statement official. "Yes, that's the ticket! It's been a raccoon's age since I saw you last. Must say, I did miss you and our gallivanting about back at home. For one, I can't believe you managed to convince your tosser of a grandmother to let you freely come here."
He would know all too well who she meant in reference to his grandmother. There was only one person that she called a tosser, and that was Merlin herself. Much to the elder wizard's chagrin of course.
Blinking as Maribeth sat down beside her with her own bit of a meal, the Alchemist quickly realized precisely how desolately rude she had been.
"Oh! And forgive me for my impetuousness. Michael, this is Maribeth. Maribeth, this is Michael. This misfortunate girl has been assigned as my bunkmate of sorts, and perhaps even an unorthodox friend if she'd grant me the opportunity." Cracking a wry smile, as she hoped that she had made a good impression after having not seen him for so many years. Even then while her eyes didn't leave his, she had to admit that she was impressed. Her little knight, the boy who had followed her almost everywhere in her youth had turned into a charming looking young man. Give him another year, and she was sure that other girls would be flocking to him in droves.
Was that a tinge of jealousy in her heart at the concept? No, it couldn't be.
"Either way, no matter." She started again as there was still a touch of awkward silence. Folding her glasses neatly and tucking the arm into the depth of her collar where the buttons met, her freckle-covered collarbone could be seen just slightly then as she took a bite of food. Glancing up to her dear old friend for a moment. "Who's your friend, hm? He looks like he's about to go all sixes and sevens!"
Frightful apprehension is what her new roommate possessed, so frightful was it that it actually worried Elizabeth a fair amount. Keenly she watched, carefully noting details that were critical. Observantly considering how her fingernails dug into her palms out of the corner of her eye. In fact, it was not a harsh judgment nor was it even satirical, moreover it was concern. Truthfully, it was very worrisome. If this mere touch of social interaction held such amounts of horrific tension for the girl, she could only imagine the stresses that the bold curriculum that the school hosted would do in terms of detriment.
Yet still, she pointed out a seat for which they could partake in a meal.
The seat she chose made a light smile appear on the Alchemist's lips.
Such a choice noted the observation skills of the girl she was to be roomed with. She must've noticed the moment by which she had locked eyes with an old friend of hers. For now she might be meek in terms of nature, but she had good eyes, distinctly noticing important ones at that. This was something that she wouldn't forget. After all, it is in the tiniest details that one finds the most critical information.
"Alright, I think that would be a lovely seat to take. It's been a bit since I've ad' a chin wag with a childhood friend. Six years in fact." Elizabeth stated amicably, cracking a sagely yet mischievous grin. "Not sure if I'd be throwing a spanner in his works though; then again, I suppose there's only one way to sort it out." Plucking up her tray of food from the line, she held it tightly with both hands as she casually sauntered with all the grace she possessed to take a seat right in front of Michael.
Perhaps it was a touch arrogant of her to assume that she wasn't unwelcome, but she still kept that mischievous grin across her complexion all the same. Their eyes met, and she would of course to be the first to speak to him. "Don't mind me, would you Michael? I must say, it's been...how do Americans put it? A raccoon's age, right?"
Twisting her bottom lip to bite it pensively in thought for a moment, Elizabeth nodded as if to make such a foolish statement official. "Yes, that's the ticket! It's been a raccoon's age since I saw you last. Must say, I did miss you and our gallivanting about back at home. For one, I can't believe you managed to convince your tosser of a grandmother to let you freely come here."
He would know all too well who she meant in reference to his grandmother. There was only one person that she called a tosser, and that was Merlin herself. Much to the elder wizard's chagrin of course.
Blinking as Maribeth sat down beside her with her own bit of a meal, the Alchemist quickly realized precisely how desolately rude she had been.
"Oh! And forgive me for my impetuousness. Michael, this is Maribeth. Maribeth, this is Michael. This misfortunate girl has been assigned as my bunkmate of sorts, and perhaps even an unorthodox friend if she'd grant me the opportunity." Cracking a wry smile, as she hoped that she had made a good impression after having not seen him for so many years. Even then while her eyes didn't leave his, she had to admit that she was impressed. Her little knight, the boy who had followed her almost everywhere in her youth had turned into a charming looking young man. Give him another year, and she was sure that other girls would be flocking to him in droves.
Was that a tinge of jealousy in her heart at the concept? No, it couldn't be.
"Either way, no matter." She started again as there was still a touch of awkward silence. Folding her glasses neatly and tucking the arm into the depth of her collar where the buttons met, her freckle-covered collarbone could be seen just slightly then as she took a bite of food. Glancing up to her dear old friend for a moment. "Who's your friend, hm? He looks like he's about to go all sixes and sevens!"
Elizabeth Hawkins - The Alchemist and the Knight
Well, that is a pleasant development.
Much to her surprise and elation that she had quickly retreated from her aggressive stance, the girl she had collided with turned out to be her newly obtained roommate! Though there was the hint of a stutter, the girl was nervous evidently; probably due to the fact that the Alchemist had yelled at the girl not moments before. Such was understandable.
Remembering quickly that Maribeth had mentioned that she too was of the starved sort, Elizabeth nodded hastily to such a thought.
"Well, that settles it then! Let's be off to the dining hall to grab a bite, shall we? After that if you'd like, I can give you a small tour in recompense for biting your arm off there." Glancing about herself and regaining her sense of direction from when she had been spun about, the Alchemist quipped a brilliant smile to the girl. "It'll be good fun being a roommate with you, I'm sure. I'm not one of those blinkered blokes who puts too much ado about nothing really."
Waving for Maribeth to follow her, she tightly tucked her two books beneath her arm tightly. "Let's carry on now, it isn't too far of a venture from here."
And so she made headway towards the Dining hall, weaving her way smoothly and knowingly through the hallways and through the crowds towards the place where they might acquire a full fledged meal. One that was much more of a meal than the orange she tossed up and down in her grasp ever casually. It was easy for her to navigate, but she was more than sure to walk at a leisurely pace so that her roommate could easily keep up.
Yet along the way there was a distraction.
So surprising was it that she actually came to a dead stop in the hallway while the world continued to move around her. Her normally neutral expression turned to one that was heavily amused, as a cunning grin alighted her lips.
"Blimey...what a surprise. That cheeky old codger sent him here of all places?" She muttered softly beneath her breadth, watching onward as he was approached directly by another student. From a distance he looked uneasy, the silly Knight that she had thought him to be when she was young still growing deep within his soul. It seemed as if even across the great Atlantic, he would still end up following her just like how he did during their summers together in the countryside of Britain.
For now she would subtly attempt to save him from his unease.
Smoothly strutting forward and placing one foot in front of the other, the fiery-headed Alchemist strode towards the two that stood and conversed, one of the eerie sense, the other of the nobler poise. And once she was behind the back of the creepy one, and instead looking towards the Knight, she waited ever patiently for a few moments.
She was waiting for his eyes to wander.
It did not take long, it never did.
Once they departed from the eerie one for a brief moment, they found the brilliant sky-blue of her eyes and they met across the short distance. Upon their meeting, the red-haired girl smiled brilliantly and offered a sly wink. Her head bowed lightly as she looked up to him over the rim of her glasses, and recognition crossed his face then as she departed from him then. Quietly, she pointed to him lightly and curled her finger towards herself as if tugging upon the tie that remained about his neck.
As if she were begging him to follow her, the Fox beckoning to the loyal Hound; pleading for him to give chase.
Continuing on towards the dining hall then, it was only just a short distance away as she made sure that Maribeth were still right behind her. Pressing her fingertips lightly against the ever-rigid oak of the doors. They gave way and swung wide for her and and Maribeth alike were revealed a splendor of food and flavor, with other students still continuing to filter in.
"Well, let's grab a seat before they're gone, right? Where would you like to sit? I can tell you all about London and my own home over dinner."
@Lady Hawk
@wolverbells
Well, that is a pleasant development.
Much to her surprise and elation that she had quickly retreated from her aggressive stance, the girl she had collided with turned out to be her newly obtained roommate! Though there was the hint of a stutter, the girl was nervous evidently; probably due to the fact that the Alchemist had yelled at the girl not moments before. Such was understandable.
Remembering quickly that Maribeth had mentioned that she too was of the starved sort, Elizabeth nodded hastily to such a thought.
"Well, that settles it then! Let's be off to the dining hall to grab a bite, shall we? After that if you'd like, I can give you a small tour in recompense for biting your arm off there." Glancing about herself and regaining her sense of direction from when she had been spun about, the Alchemist quipped a brilliant smile to the girl. "It'll be good fun being a roommate with you, I'm sure. I'm not one of those blinkered blokes who puts too much ado about nothing really."
Waving for Maribeth to follow her, she tightly tucked her two books beneath her arm tightly. "Let's carry on now, it isn't too far of a venture from here."
And so she made headway towards the Dining hall, weaving her way smoothly and knowingly through the hallways and through the crowds towards the place where they might acquire a full fledged meal. One that was much more of a meal than the orange she tossed up and down in her grasp ever casually. It was easy for her to navigate, but she was more than sure to walk at a leisurely pace so that her roommate could easily keep up.
Yet along the way there was a distraction.
So surprising was it that she actually came to a dead stop in the hallway while the world continued to move around her. Her normally neutral expression turned to one that was heavily amused, as a cunning grin alighted her lips.
"Blimey...what a surprise. That cheeky old codger sent him here of all places?" She muttered softly beneath her breadth, watching onward as he was approached directly by another student. From a distance he looked uneasy, the silly Knight that she had thought him to be when she was young still growing deep within his soul. It seemed as if even across the great Atlantic, he would still end up following her just like how he did during their summers together in the countryside of Britain.
For now she would subtly attempt to save him from his unease.
Smoothly strutting forward and placing one foot in front of the other, the fiery-headed Alchemist strode towards the two that stood and conversed, one of the eerie sense, the other of the nobler poise. And once she was behind the back of the creepy one, and instead looking towards the Knight, she waited ever patiently for a few moments.
She was waiting for his eyes to wander.
It did not take long, it never did.
Once they departed from the eerie one for a brief moment, they found the brilliant sky-blue of her eyes and they met across the short distance. Upon their meeting, the red-haired girl smiled brilliantly and offered a sly wink. Her head bowed lightly as she looked up to him over the rim of her glasses, and recognition crossed his face then as she departed from him then. Quietly, she pointed to him lightly and curled her finger towards herself as if tugging upon the tie that remained about his neck.
As if she were begging him to follow her, the Fox beckoning to the loyal Hound; pleading for him to give chase.
Continuing on towards the dining hall then, it was only just a short distance away as she made sure that Maribeth were still right behind her. Pressing her fingertips lightly against the ever-rigid oak of the doors. They gave way and swung wide for her and and Maribeth alike were revealed a splendor of food and flavor, with other students still continuing to filter in.
"Well, let's grab a seat before they're gone, right? Where would you like to sit? I can tell you all about London and my own home over dinner."
@Lady Hawk
@wolverbells
Sorry that it happened this way. :(
It's partially my fault it got derailed in this manner, again, my apologies. I won't be joining you in the advanced, as much as I would like to. I'd rather not screw your RP over again.
It's partially my fault it got derailed in this manner, again, my apologies. I won't be joining you in the advanced, as much as I would like to. I'd rather not screw your RP over again.
Grabbed Belly. Working our way towardst thine dineth halleth.
Elizabeth - A Good Start!
Her spirits were high, her joy at such even greater! For the first time in her life, the Alchemist had made a decent impression with one of the powers that be. Her grip tightened upon her notebook ever slightly as she passed through the mass of other students, simply minding her own as she wished not for the contents of her books to spill everywhere. While the very thought of such happening made her cringe, she was certainly happy that it was not an ordeal that she'd be forced to suffer.
That would be certainly unpleasant.
It didn't matter, such things weren't going to happen! She refuted the very thought or concept of it! Having such a catastrophic thing happening to her precious alchemic codex would be heartbreaking!
Much to her dismay, she would have no such luck.
Seemingly as if from nowhere, another girl collided headlong into Elizabeth's side as the bustling crowds surged about them. Whether it was other students or other faculty that created the masses, it didn't matter. What did matter was that the Alchemist was sent spinning and had to quickly skitter on her hands and knees to grab her pair of books.
"You bloody Yankee! Watch where you're going!" she cried out in dismay with her Yorkshire accent!
Rising quickly to a stand as she Before her then stood the girl who held a terribly frightened look as if she were completely lost and overwhelmed! With her cheeks puffed out annoyingly in indignation, Elizabeth fumed for a moment at the girl before she realized that there was something a little more critical of the matter! Though she appeared to be about the same age as the Alchemist, she certainly didn't recognize her in any way!
Wait a moment...OH! A new student! Well done on first impression, you daft fool! She's going to be petrified of you! COMMENDABLE WORK.
"So sorry, are you new?" She hesitantly started at first, looking towards the girl.
Oddly, this one was shorter than she was...such things didn't happen. At least she wasn't one of the shortest people in the school anymore! Wait, that was a generalized term generated towards the lower fifth percentile in terms of height. Her shoulders sank when she realized that she was STILL one of the shortest people in this school, but resigned herself to the fact there was nothing she could do about it.
"My name is Elizabeth Hawkins, from London originally I must say. Again truly, my apologies for shouting out like that, I'm rather zealous in the protection of my grandfather's journal." The Alchemist added brightly, trying to put on a little charm that her fury had overlapped earlier. Figuring it was easier to win more bees with honey than salt of course.
"Though I must say you look a touch lost, is there anything I can do to help?" A queasy churning within her stomach reminded Elizabeth all too well of her hunger however, and she offered a slightly awkward smile instead. "Perhaps after a bite to eat? I'm famished, and I'd rather not wear this fatigue any longer. Do you know where the Dining Hall is? If not, I can show you the way."
Her spirits were high, her joy at such even greater! For the first time in her life, the Alchemist had made a decent impression with one of the powers that be. Her grip tightened upon her notebook ever slightly as she passed through the mass of other students, simply minding her own as she wished not for the contents of her books to spill everywhere. While the very thought of such happening made her cringe, she was certainly happy that it was not an ordeal that she'd be forced to suffer.
That would be certainly unpleasant.
It didn't matter, such things weren't going to happen! She refuted the very thought or concept of it! Having such a catastrophic thing happening to her precious alchemic codex would be heartbreaking!
Much to her dismay, she would have no such luck.
Seemingly as if from nowhere, another girl collided headlong into Elizabeth's side as the bustling crowds surged about them. Whether it was other students or other faculty that created the masses, it didn't matter. What did matter was that the Alchemist was sent spinning and had to quickly skitter on her hands and knees to grab her pair of books.
"You bloody Yankee! Watch where you're going!" she cried out in dismay with her Yorkshire accent!
Rising quickly to a stand as she Before her then stood the girl who held a terribly frightened look as if she were completely lost and overwhelmed! With her cheeks puffed out annoyingly in indignation, Elizabeth fumed for a moment at the girl before she realized that there was something a little more critical of the matter! Though she appeared to be about the same age as the Alchemist, she certainly didn't recognize her in any way!
Wait a moment...OH! A new student! Well done on first impression, you daft fool! She's going to be petrified of you! COMMENDABLE WORK.
"So sorry, are you new?" She hesitantly started at first, looking towards the girl.
Oddly, this one was shorter than she was...such things didn't happen. At least she wasn't one of the shortest people in the school anymore! Wait, that was a generalized term generated towards the lower fifth percentile in terms of height. Her shoulders sank when she realized that she was STILL one of the shortest people in this school, but resigned herself to the fact there was nothing she could do about it.
"My name is Elizabeth Hawkins, from London originally I must say. Again truly, my apologies for shouting out like that, I'm rather zealous in the protection of my grandfather's journal." The Alchemist added brightly, trying to put on a little charm that her fury had overlapped earlier. Figuring it was easier to win more bees with honey than salt of course.
"Though I must say you look a touch lost, is there anything I can do to help?" A queasy churning within her stomach reminded Elizabeth all too well of her hunger however, and she offered a slightly awkward smile instead. "Perhaps after a bite to eat? I'm famished, and I'd rather not wear this fatigue any longer. Do you know where the Dining Hall is? If not, I can show you the way."
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I think @Feisty-Pants is in the dining hall. And I can always have an NPC interact with you, but I'm not free for that till tomorrow.
I'm omw to the Dining hall, actually.
I dunno..I found it on Imgur.
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Well they ran some blood tests (which I do not have the results from) and they gave me a drug cocktail thing to see if I have an ulcer... which seems to be working.... so it might be that woo \o/
Even then, Ulcers are certainly invariably unpleasant. Sorry to hear that if that's the case. Was it just abdominal pain?
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