Ingrid Wolseithcrafte
April 24, 2016 4:40 AM
Confession (tag Liliana) by Ingrid Wolseithcrafte
Since the fiasco with her Jamie vs the rest of the team comment in the yearbook, Ingrid had been wrestling with her conscience over what she should do. It was hard to decide, because there were currently three possibilities of what would happen. Possibility one, Liliana would never find out, and everything could carry on as normal. Possibility two, Liliana would find out from someone else and be doubly pissed at Ingrid for doing it in the first place and then not owning up (Ingrid frantically wracked her brains - she was ninety-nine-point-nine-nine-recurring percent sure she hadn’t mentioned it to anyone but she wasn’t sure, and there were the people who made the yearbook, who knew). Possibility three, she owned up. She wasn’t sure how that one would go… Liliana had been really mad about the whole thing. On the plus side, perhaps Ingrid would get credit for owning up, and Liliana’s whole issue with the comment was the worry about team unity, so she couldn’t really stay mad at her without it being, by her own analysis, bad for the team. But then, she could just solve that by throwing Ingrid off the team and never ever speaking to her again, and Ingrid thought she might actually die if that happened. On the face of it, option one seemed like the best bet, except that she had to live in fear of option two the entire time, and constantly carry around this big ball of guilt and sadness, which sat in her stomach making her sick and tired. She wanted forgiveness. Even though Liliana didn’t know it was Ingrid that she was mad at, and getting a shot at forgiveness meant telling her that first.Even once she’d resolved to do it, finding a way was hard. Every time she even thought about it, practised the words she’d use in her head, she found herself welling up. If she was going to cry, or if Liliana was going to yell at her, she didn’t want anyone else to see that. Ingrid hadn’t cried in public since she was seven years old. Even on the rare occasions that Liliana was alone, there were still other people around. Eventually, she’d caught her on her way into Cascade Hall, and given her a quick and garbled explanation that she had an idea to show her - but just her, because she wasn’t ready to show anyone else - and could Liliana meet her in the sports room later?
Now she was waiting. She’d come more or less straight here, and the room had helpfully provided a punching bag for her to vent her frustrations on, but after a few hits, she found that she just didn’t have the energy. She sat down, resting her head against the bag, small and forlorn, until Liliana joined her. She stood up, as the other girl entered.
“I-I wanted to tell you something,” she began, her voice already wavering. For a couple of seconds her lip trembled in silence, and then it all spilt out, tears and words at once. “It was me that wrote that about Jamie - it was just a joke and I didn’t think it’d get put in, and I didn’t think it would matter when it did - and I really don’t think it even did bother him, but it bothered you,, and I never, never meant for that, and I didn’t mean to mess things up with the team, but I have - I’ve ruined everything - and please, please don’t hate me or kick me off the team because you’re basically my hero and I couldn’t stand it, and I’m sorry - I’m so, SO sorry.” She wiped her eyes a couple of frantic and futile times, drawing sharp, sobbing breaths as she waited to hear what her fate would be.
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Liliana Bannister
April 29, 2016 7:58 AM
Consoling. by Liliana Bannister
Liliana loved her team. For the most part. There was one part of the team that particularly irritated her but she was trying her best to move past that. So, when Ingrid Wolseithcrafte came up to her in the hall and said she had something special to show Liliana in the MARS room, Liliana smiled at the younger witch and said that of course she would be there as soon as she finished eating. She’d wanted to go immediately, but she had made plans with Atlas for breakfast and with it being their last year together, she wanted to spend as much time with him as she could since she didn’t know when she would see him after they graduated.In an ideal world she and Atlas would get together and live happily forever after somewhere cool, but the world wasn’t ideal and instead she was stuck having an affair with one of the more stuffy people she knew while her best friend sat idly (and obliviously) by. So, she took all the opportunities to see Atlas that she could.
Upon entering the MARS room, however, her good mood from the friend-date with Atlas vanished as Ingrid stood, trembling, and sounding as though she were going to cry. And then, suddenly, she was crying and Liliana wanted to come forward and hug her, but the words she said halted her in her step. So it hadn’t been an Aladren ploy? She didn’t know how to feel. She wanted to be angry, but at the same time she didn’t to be angry. She wasn’t thrilled, but she wasn’t not thrilled either, and the whole thing did make her want to chuckle a little.
However, it was her duty to hold the team together that kept Liliana’s pursing her lips tightly to prevent herself from laughing since she didn’t think Ingrid would appreciate that reaction very much as obviously she was very upset about it. “I don’t think it bothered him either,” she said at last after a long silence of debating over what to say. That hadn’t been what she wanted to open with, but it seemed good as any. “And quite honestly, it is a little funny in a sad way that we all dislike him so much, but…”
Now came the hard part. She didn’t want to yell at Ingrid since she didn’t think the third year deserved that at all, but she also couldn’t end it there saying that she too had found the award slightly amusing (once she realised it hadn’t been an underhand Aladren tactic a few moments ago, that was). “The thing is, it only upset me because we have to present as a team to the rest of the school. Even if some of us don’t get along, even of some of us really don’t like certain others of us. A team is successful when they can put aside their personal prejudices and focus on working together.
“I think that’s something that all of us can work on, myself included,” (but Jamie in particular, Liliana thought to herself, not wanting to name him specifically since she felt there had already been enough of that going around recently) “and I’ll try to set a better example, but,” at last Liliana allowed herself to smile. She felt she had done enough of the hard talk, it was time to put it all behind them. “I’m not going to kick you off the team, you’re a hard worker and a team player and I know you didn’t mean any harm by it, okay?”
She stepped forward, arms slightly open as if to give Ingrid a hug, but she didn’t go in for it right away in case Ingrid was one of those people who didn’t like to touch others.
OOC: When you reply you can go ahead and say Liliana hugged Ingrid if Ingrid would have allowed that.
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May 22, 2016 8:05 AM
Continuing by Ingrid
Liliana’s silence seemed to go on forever and ever. On the plus side, that meant Ingrid hadn’t made her so angry as to instantly on-the-spot expel her from the team, but it meant Liliana was weighing up what to say and do, and the waiting was beyond painful. She sort of almost breathed as Liliana agreed it hadn’t really bothered Jamie, and even admitted it was almost funny. But then there was a but… But it was only a “here’s a lecture of why this was a bad choice” kind of ‘but’, which was totally fair and Ingrid nodded emphatically at all of Liliana’s suggestions. And then one more but. And it was a but I’m not going to kick you out, and Ingrid managed to actually breathe properly for the first time since the conversation started.“Thank you,” she smiled, meaning it for the forgiveness and the understanding, gratefully falling into the hug that Liliana was offering. “And I’ll try to put my nice face on to Jamie, even if he doesn’t deserve it,” she promised, “For you. And my mum’s always talking about having to suck up and play nice to people even when you’d rather punch them. I mean, that’s paraphrasing, but that’s what she means. It’s called diplomacy and it’s like… super important in the real world. I will consider Jamie practise for people in the future who actually matter.”
Liliana hadn’t, at any point in her speech, said that Ingrid had to actually like Jamie, which she felt made Liliana’s advice balanced and fair. She broke away from the hug, and then the moment - the confession and the reconciliation - was broken, and she was just someone who was crying and needed somewhere next to go with the conversation to try and move on from that.
“So…. um…. Who do you think’ll field a team this year?” she asked. She gave the punching bag a bit of a shove, with actually made her feel a bit better now that she’d got the toxins out of her system, and now just wanted rid of the excess emotion that had come with it.
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