Zara Jackson
July 19, 2019 9:45 AM
Non-verbal activities (tag roommates) by Zara Jackson
After the feast, Zara headed up to her room. She was definitely feeling sleepy, what with the time difference between Sonora and Boston, which meant it was really way past bedtime for her. Next year, she was so going to nap before the feast. This year, she had semi-done responsibility and unpacked-ish. She had put a few favourite things back around her bed - there were a couple of framed family photos, and next to her bed she had tacked up pictures with her friends - there were the two she’d taken for the concert last year, a roommates shot and the one of her and Felipe in the gardens, plus a couple of her and Felipe doing things in their respective homes over the summer. Her bedside table was also getting decidedly Mexican, sporting both the sugar flower that Felipe had made her last year, and a cute little pottery bowl that she’d brought back from her trip and which was both too prettily painted and too small to bother putting anything in. Mexico had been full of weird and wonderful stuff, and her favourites had been the little scenes of skeletons doing funky things like playing miscellaneous and sometimes unidentifiable papier-mâché instruments, but it felt like there was some degree of serious intent there - there was definitely a lot of respecting the heck out of dead people - and she hadn’t wanted to take something that Mattered and treat it like a novelty. It had felt a little close in genre to doing candy skull make-up as a Hallowe’en look - something which was way un-okay. She had therefore stuck to safer things like scarves and pots. She was aware that everything down to a colour choice or pattern could be sacred, but she’d trusted Felipe to be her guide there.
In terms of unpacking, she’d also got out the books and things she’d need for the morning so that she was organised and ready for the first day of school, and that had involved displacing some other things, so they had been tidied away as she went… After that, she felt she’d earnt a break. There was one item in her trunk that she had worked around, and deliberately not got out, because she didn’t want the others to see it if they came back to the room whilst she was out. She liked her roommates, but she didn’t feel like they were super bonded. Johana-Leonie struggled with the language. Bridget didn’t say much. Zara could quite happily fill any amount of silence she was provided with, but she thought it might even the playing field a bit to try to find some less verbally dependent activities. She was still working on compiling a longer list, but she had come up with one thing, and thus when they were all back in their room, she greeted them with a smile, and pulled a large cardboard box from her trunk. On the lid was a picture of two dragons, curling around the edge of a circle, their wings filling the space in the middle, and the words ‘500 Pieces.’
“Happy new term,” she greeted both her roommates, “I brought this back. I thought it might be fun to do it together,” she stifled a large yawn, “Not right now, obviously. But like, at weekends or whatever. How were your summers?” she asked.
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Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
July 21, 2019 5:43 PM
You're so sugary! Ah . . . sweet! by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
Johana Leonie was hardly ever as tired as she thought she should be after big school feasts. She was always exhausted, but she was also excited. She'd walked back to the Common Room without Freddie, which was weird. Their parents would undoubtedly be thrilled that the two were together but Johana Leonie was torn on the matter. She felt very unkind to think that way, and suspected it would fade as things worked out to be normal, but it was still with a heavy heart that she returned to her own room.What she found there cheered her immediately. She'd been practicing English, mostly so she could get by in school here, but also so she could speak better with her roommates. She should have guessed that her very kind roommates would do the same for her.
"You have all niceness in you," Johana Leonie mumbled, smiling at Zara and leaning in to hug her lightly from the side. "Thank you. Mein summer was gut. Hilda did come see me! How were your summer?"
She took the opportunity to change into a yellow nightgown with blue flowers on it, and sat on the side of her bed to tie her hair into two long braids. Her feet were left uncovered as she was used to much colder conditions at home than these.
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July 27, 2019 3:24 AM
I'm sugary too by Zara
Johana Leonie was pleased then. Good. Zara returned the side hug with a happy smile, looking forward to them all being able to spend some time together.“That sounds nice,” she nodded, as Johana Leonie explained that Hilda had come to visit. Zara didn’t really know much about the other girl. She knew she was German-speaking and, between this and it being convenient for her to visit Johana-Leonie during the summer, assumed that she lived there. “Does she live near your family?” she asked. Her knowledge of German geography was basically zero but it seemed polite to ask. She suspected the answer was ‘yes,’ at least as far as Zara was concerned, because she’d heard most of Europe was pretty small, and once you factored in magic, nowhere was far away from anywhere else.
“I went to visit Felipe in Mexico,” she answered, “It was really cool. Well, I mean it was lots of fun,” she clairified, “The weather itself was hot.” I brought back some candies,” she added, rummaging in her trunk. She hadn’t really known for sure what her roommates’ taste in nicknacks was, but she figured sugary treats were always a winner. If not, she’d easily eat them herself. She threw small packets towards each of their beds.
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