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Cynthia Smythe

January 01, 2009 9:15 AM

Tag: Rosalind Rabindra by Cynthia Smythe

Being back at school had been interesting; Cynthia's social skills couldn't be described as decent in any way, but they had perhaps improved over the past couple of months. The fact that there were plenty of other students arriving at the same time probably helped her to settle in because, despite Cynthia having been tutored for two years at home since her first year at Salem, at least she hadn't been labelled 'the new girl.'

Of course, having other previous classmates around didn't make an iota of difference to Cynthia. She had never interacted with her yearmates aside from those unfortunate enough to have shared a room with her, and luckily none of them had followed her to Sonora. On the other hand, there was one face that Cynthia was fairly sure was familiar. It had been two whole years since they'd last seen each other, but Cynthia was quite certain her former study partner, Rosalind, had also made it to Sonora.

So one lunchtime, Cynthia headed for the place she presumed most likely to find the older girl: the library. Seeing her quarry, Cynthia walked up with an air of confidence and said, "It is you. I thought it was. You don't remember me, do you?"

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Rosalind Rabindra

January 04, 2009 5:17 AM

Being Tagged by Rosalind Rabindra

Rosie had gone to Cascade Hall and had sat there for a whole thirty seconds before deciding that she wasn't hungry and heading over to her favorite spot in the school: a sitting area in the history section of the library. It smelled liked old leather and warm, dusty air. There was a window nearby that let in shafts of sunlight, and every motion made the dust swirl and glitter. Rosie leaned back into one of the leather wing-back chairs and opened up an ancient copy of A Brief History of Magical Pakistan, inhaling its pages deeply before diving in.

A few chapters later, a shadow appeared in the corner of her eye. Rosie looked up curiously. Usually the only people back here were upset history students digging through the annal of time, looking for ideas to complete their enormous essays and they gave little time of day.

"It is you. I thought it was. You don't remember me, do you?" Rosie started at the familiar face. It had been years since she had seen her former study partner, but she remembered Cynthia as though it were yesterday. She had gotten much older, but so had Rosie. It happened.

"Of course I remember you, Cynthia," Rosie said, closing the book with a small cloud of dust exploding from the pages. "I had no idea you were here." She stood up, and smiled shyly, noticing that even though Cynthia was younger, she was still taller. "How wonderful. What house are you in?"

OOC: I'm just assuming Cynthia is over 5 feet. Ignore it if I'm wrong.

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Cynthia

January 08, 2009 12:04 PM

Blast from the past by Cynthia

The first emotion Cynthia felt was a sense of smug superiority that Rosalind did in fact remember her. Obvious Cynthia had given a better impression then than she had at first anticipated. This emotion was very familiar to Cynthia; in fact she thrived on feeling smug and superior. But what happened next through her completely. Rosalind said 'how wonderful', and for a moment Cynthia felt... she wasn't quite sure, actually. It might even have been pleasure, and that wasn't expected at all. Certainly Cynthia had enjoyed working with Rosalind for the intellectual benefits, and the fact that she'd discovered another human being without the inclination to be silly every other minute. Yet Cynthia would never have said she missed Rosalind, or that it was wonderful to see her again. For some reason, the fact that this is precisely what the older girl said put Cynthia in an abnormally good mood.

"I'm in Crotalus," she replied with the closest expression to a smile she had ever worn. "I just started school again this term. A load of my cousins were here already," she said with a dry tone, expressing neatly her displeasure at being surrounded by relatives. "How about you? When did you leave Salem?"

This was quite peculiar. Did Cynthia have a friend? Was that possible? Maybe not, but at the very least she hoped that Rosalind would consent to some infrequent joint study periods.

OOC: I imagined her current height to be about 5'2, so that's fine :)

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Rosalind

January 09, 2009 3:08 PM

Time Turners will be needed by Rosalind

Cynthia had the oddest expression on her face and it took a moment to realize that this was Cynthia smiling, something she had never witnessed before. Cynthia wasn't the kind of person to smile. She was too serious for that. It was one of the reasons Rosie liked her. She was an excellent study partner, never got distracted.

Rosie listened to Cynthia talk, curious as to what she's been doing the past several months. It made perfect sense that she would be in Crotalus, bu the cousins took her by surprise. Rosie had had her own cousin troubles at Salem and was eternally grateful that their parents had decided on sending them to Hogwarts instead. Apparently Cynthia had somewhat similar feelings for her own cousins.

"I left last Christmas break," Rosie said, still a little disappointed that she had to leave. "My mother wanted me to get to know my intended." She said this last part flatly. It wasn't that she wasn't happy about Devian. If she had to marry someone her parents chose, then she couldn't get much better than Devian. But her parents trying to get them to fall in love before the marriage was just ridiculous.

"How do you find Sonora so far? It's-It's very different from Salem, don't you think?"

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Cynthia

January 19, 2009 3:30 PM

And maybe an Obliviate by Cynthia

Cynthia couldn't help the automatic reaction that was to wrinkle her nose at Rosie's explanation of being at Sonora. If her parents were sending her here to meet her intended without her knowledge then Cynthia was preparing to make some serious fuss. As it was, she was fairly sure her parents had just sent her to Sonora because they didn't know what to do with her at home and her cousins seemed to be fairing well in the school. "I'm so sorry," she told Roaslind. Imagine having to take classes with your future husband. That was beyond creepy.

"It's different in some ways," Cynthia agreed, taking a seat. "I prefer the charms teacher here," she said; Professor Taylor stood for no nonsense, which Cynthia found very practical, and as such she approved. She also liked the history teacher a great deal, but that had more to do with her cousins hating him than any merit on the man's part. "But then in some ways it's eaxctly the same. The girls in my dormitory barely have a brain cell between them and the Headteacher is far too lax with practical standards," she voiced her opinions on the similarirtes between Sonora and Salem very decidedly, especially seeing as she'd only attended Salem for one year and Sonora for much less. "It's not too bad though," Cynthia concluded.

Without wanting to waste to much time on idel chatter, though she was pleased to be reacquainted with Rosalind, Cynthia said, "Do you think I could study with you again?" She assumed her work partner would have much more work to do now she was a senior student, and might not want a fourth year hanging around. "I've been doing some extra studies at home because my tutors were fairly incompetent. I'm considering asking the Headmaster if I can take extra subjects in my own time," Cynthia boasted.

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Rosie

January 25, 2009 4:24 PM

And a few forgetfulness potions to boot by Rosie

Rosie tinged pink as she nodded at Cynthia's apology. It was strange to see the different reactions people had when they found out. Most pureblood people gave their congratulations, while most other people acted odd or disgusted. It was why she kept the information to herself for the most part. She had thought Cynthia would've already known, but perhaps her being home-schooled had cost her that knowledge.

Rosie could see where most people were concerned. It was an old-fashioned custom and having to spend so much time with Devian, even though they rarely spoke to each other (she was always too nervous and he tended to ignore her existence) it felt like how it would be after they were married. She would look after the elves and the house and attend parties where she would be forced to make small talk with people she barely knew and he would ignore her. It could be worse. She'd seen it happen. Girl marrying men twice their age confined to wheelchairs, men who yell, or beat their wives, or cheat. At least Devian was none of those, that she knew of. Rosie paled a little at the thought before trying to force her brain to go on with another topic.

"I like Professor Taylor as well," Rosie said brightly, happy that their separation didn't mean that their similarities in school had diminished. "I have my own room here," Rosie said after Cynthia spoke about her roommates. In some ways, it was nice. It was as quiet as she she wanted, so she could study; but sometimes, it was too quiet and most days Rosie sat in the commonroom just to get her quota of people.

"With me?" Rosie replied a bit stupidly, staring at Cynthia for a second before smiling. She hadn't had a study partner since Cynthia. "I'd love to. I'm not taking all the subjects you are, but any way we can help each other should be an advantage. What extra subjects would you be taking?"

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Cynthia

January 31, 2009 12:38 PM

You think that'll be enough? by Cynthia

Cynthia was pleased. She could go back to studying with Rosalind again, and there was still someone at Sonora with a brain. Of course her study partner would be leaving far too soon, a thought which perplexed Cynthia only a little, because she had managed the past two years on her own. Nevertheless, she intended to make full use of her able study partner while she could. And hopefully Rosalind would want to stay in touch after school, too. She would probably be married and not have anything better to do than write letters, anyway.

"I've already spoken to Professor Powell about Runes and she said I can start after midterm if I finish last year's work by then. I finished it ages ago," she said. "I'd also like to take arithmancy and law; history of magic is fascinating but it doesn't give a deep enough insight into the politics of everything," Cynthia sighed. "I'd like to be well equipped just in case..." she paused. Could she trust Rosalind with this? Of course she could. "My brother is useless," she said, leaning in a bit closer in case anyone were to overhear, "and I suspect I may have to run the family business myself. I just want to be prepared."

In all honesty, Cynthia would like to do it anyway, and not have to rely on her husband to keep her, but she didn't dare say things like that in case the news somehow got back to her family. Then she might never marry, and that would be the only single thing worse than being married. "Anyway," she said sharply, standing again. "I'll leave you in peace for now. But if it's suitable I shall meet you here tomorrow after lessons? I would very much like your opinion on one or two events in the goblin wars."

With that, Cynthia left the library, in much better spirits than she had been before.

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Rosie

February 02, 2009 7:43 PM

I think we have it covered by Rosie

It had never occurred to Rosie to take up other subjects. Sure, she wandered the library, looking for interesting topics to indulge in after all her homework had been finished, but arithmancy sounded intense and wonderful and she had arrived too late to be of any use in ancient runes, though she longed to join the class. Rosie felt envious. Rosie nodded along, though she disagreed with there not being enough politics in history of magic. Maybe once Cynthia got into the advanced classes, she's like it more.

Rosie leaned in, following Cynthia. Her eyes widened, but she wasn't as surprised as she might've looked. She didn't have to imagine hard at all to see Cynthia's disbelief over her brothers' abilities though women rarely ran businesses in the pureblood world; even the Rabindras had the men run the family businesses, while the women ran the family and finances. It was akin to saying she didn't want to get married. Rosie nodded briskly, trying to convey her understanding of the dilemma.

Rosie followed suit and stood up with Cynthia. "Tomorrow after lessons is fine. I'll bring my books on the goblin wars." She watched Cynthia leave before collapsing back down on the chair and heaving a sigh of relief. Bring around Cynthia was like being around her family. Always be proper. It was exhausting, but at least she had someone to talk to now. Even if it was about goblin wars.

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