Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
February 14, 2019 4:32 PM
Hallo!! by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
OOC - Everything Johana Leonie says is in German in this post, unless stated otherwise.IC -
Johana Leonie had gotten up early Sunday morning a few weeks into the term, determined to spend some time doing the things she missed doing at home. While the autumn weather was hardly autumnal at Sonora - at least not compared to her home in Germany - it was still something to be enjoyed. Johana Leonie had packed her flute into a fabric sash bag around her hips and made her way outside. The hills and trees and gardens of Sonora were really beautiful, even if they did seem strange, and Johana Leonie occupied herself playing melodies her mother loved as she meandered. Only the call of her empty stomach could summon her back inside.
And it did. Shortly before noon, Johana Leonie decided she was more hungry than adventurous and made her way back towards the castle. Cascade Hall was a sight that never ceased to amaze her, and she stuffed her flute in her sash again as she stepped through the doors. Food was laid out and students wandered in and out, occupying themselves with food, study, and entertainment as their weekend allowed.
She wasn't particularly keen on sitting at the Teppenpaw table today, as she would be perfectly happy to sit alone. It was easier than trying to relax and make conversation at the same time, and sitting alone at the table full of friendly housemates was challenging. When she saw an arm waving at her from the Aladren table, and the arm was attached to Hilda Hexenmeister, Johana Leonie decided that sitting alone was unnecessary after all. Smiling, she made her way towards Hilda and her brother, the latter of which looking significantly less excited to see her. She supposed that made sense - she was his little sister's friend, not his. Yet.
"Hello," she greeted them in German, happy to revert an easier language. "May I join you?" She'd been invited, but asking only seemed polite. When affirmation was given, she took a seat and began putting food on her plate. She was happy to see that whatever magic of the castle provided food for them had apparently reacted to the presence of so many German students all together and almost managed some authentic dishes. Almost.
She took a scoop of the nearest delicacy and smiled across the table at Hilda and Heinrich. "Are you both enjoying the weekend?"
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Hilda (with some Heinrich)
February 26, 2019 1:43 PM
Willkommen! by Hilda (with some Heinrich)
Hilda was sitting with her brother over lunch. She usually had at least one meal with him each day. Another was usually spent with Johana Leonie. The third was often at Pecari, so her Housemates didn’t think she hated them just because they didn’t speak German. It wasn’t them she disliked. It was their language. Unfortunately, English was generally a necessary part of interacting with them, so it was the roughest and least pleasant of her meals each day, and the one most likely to be dropped to spend an additional meal at Aladren or Teppenpaw.Today, she had already had breakfast with Heinrich, but she hadn’t felt up to dealing with English any more than she already had in her common room and dorm, and she hadn’t seen Johana Leonie during her initial scan of the room. So she joined Heinrich again and he gave her a kind of annoyed look, but put his book away and seemed willing to converse with her. In German. Sometimes he got this irritating idea into his head that she needed even more exposure to the language than just being in Sonora already provided, but today wasn’t one of those times, thankfully.
Still, Heinrich had exhausted most of his conversational topics over breakfast (he really only had three - classwork, Quidditch, and English) so she was trying to carry the bulk of it when she spotted her friend and waved her over, glad for the opportunity to finally introduce them.
“Of course, sit!” Hilda invited eagerly when Johana Leonie asked for formal permission to join them. Heinrich made a resigned grunting noise. “Don’t mind him, he’s an introvert who already hit his daily quota of social interaction for today,” she assured her friend of her welcome with a teasing smile for her brother who just sighed theatrically and rolled his eyes.
“Anyway, Johana Leonie, this is my brother, Heinrich. Heinrich, Johana Leonie.”
“Hallo,” Heinrich offered dutifully.
Hilda was a little disappointed he wasn’t being a little more excited about meeting her best friend, but she wasn’t really surprised. Heinrich had never been much interested in her friends when they lived in Germany either, and he’d already been in a un-talkative mood.
“How is your Saturday going?” Hilda asked, smiling. She figured it was going to be her responsibility to hold up the Hexenmeister side of the conversation this meal. At least she could expect Johana Leonie to respond with more than monosyllabic answers.
OOC: All dialogue in German for this conversation unless specified otherwise.
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Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
February 28, 2019 2:05 AM
Vielen Danke! by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen
Johana Leonie tried not to look hurt when Heinrich seemed so clearly disinterested in her presence. She wasn't awful already, was she? Perhaps he'd had a bad day . . . or perhaps he was nervous? Maybe he didn't talk to many people very often; Johana Leonie certainly didn't."Hallo," she replied. it was nice to be able to speak German comfortably with people. It was a bit like stretching after a long sleep. "It's nice to officially meet you. Hilda said you've been a big help to her and she let me use some of your notes and things. It's made a big difference."
She wondered what else to say. Would Hilda be in trouble now because she wasn't supposed to actually have shard her brother's notes? Johana Leonie decided a topic change was best and answered Hilda's initial question with gusto.
"It's good," she smiled. "Not too busy, which is a nice change. Everything seems to happen so fast here. Things take a long time where I'm from, unless someone is dying." She grimaced at the thought, and the poor choice of topic. "Things are nice, though. Sonora is beautiful."
Johana Leonie looked from Hilda to Heinrich and back. Would she ever be less awkward?
"I'm so glad you're both here," she said more softly. Perhaps if she was vulnerable and let Heinrich know how much he meant to her and her new best friend, he'd not mind her being around so much.
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Heinrich (with Hilda)
February 28, 2019 11:40 AM
I just really want to read my book and not deal with things by Heinrich (with Hilda)
Heinrich just wanted to read his book in peace. It was a Saturday, his day off of necessary socializing. He had figured, when Hilda joined him for breakfast, he was getting his family obligations out of the way early, too. Not that he didn’t like spending time with his sister, she was all right as far as little sisters went, but she was suffering from a shortage of the German Language in her daily life and needed him to talk more than was his wont and it was exhausting.The last two years he had spent feeling lonely and isolated. This year he found himself looking back on that time with regretful longing that he just couldn’t pass one single whole day being quietly occupied in his book without people- specifically Hilda- demanding his attention and participation in her activities.
And today was looking no better as she sat down next to him for lunch, too. He grumped a few responses at her, trying to hint that he would rather be reading his way through this mealtime, but that just made her stop asking for his input as she nattered on about - something. A fountain she found in the Gardens, probably.
Then not only did she not leave, she waved over her friend to join them. He gave his book (a paperback in English, which Hilda had presumably dismissed as Work) a mournful look and resigned himself to not finishing the chapter - or finding out if the hero was seriously maimed during his tumble off the cliff (Heinrich felt certain the guy would at least survive the fall based on the plot summary written on the back of the novel, but it was still a highly suspenseful part that Hilda had interrupted) - until after the first year girls left him alone.
Resigned, yes, but not happy about the new arrival at his table. He grumped a noncommittal sound that could not be construed as a welcome but did not convey ‘go-away’ either. Which he felt was very generous of him, given that Johana Leonie was the reason Heinrich was going to have to reveal his secret to the whole school by Christmastime.
He made a dismissive gesture as she thanked him for the shared use of his notes during class, but his expression showed the first crack in his irritation, with just the barest hint of a pleased smile nudging up the corner of his mouth. “Glad to hear they’re getting used,” he muttered. And he was. He’d been worried classes in English would completely overwhelm Hilda and she’d not even try. But she hadn’t gotten kicked out yet for failure to commit herself, and he suspected having Johana Leonie beside her to help her struggle through the work had been a huge part of that.
Heinrich flinched visibly when she mentioned people dying. Hilda seemed unperturbed, probably taking it as just an everyday feature of life in a medical climic, which was probably also how it had been intended to be taken. Heinrich, however, was hyperaware that his parents had caused people to reach that dying condition and Johana Leonie knew it.
As if realizing his sensitivity to that topic, Johana Leonie quickly moved on, but that was almost worse. That acknowledged there was something to be sensitive about. That reinforced that She Knew. Heinrich’s heart rate increased and his breathing became less steady. He stabbed at his lunch and just wanted this hour to be over already.
Hilda, blissfully ignorant and oblivious to his concerns, just gushed, “I’m so glad you’re here, too!” She hugged her best friend impulsively.
Heinrich could not join in. There were things he was glad for Johana Leonie about. Most of them involved Hilda’s happiness and sanity (and his own sanity also benefited from not needing to shoulder all of Hilda’s need to converse in her native language all by himself). None of those were small things. He was deeply grateful to her, he really was.
But to Heinrich, more than anything else, Johana Leonie most strongly represented impeding doom.
He said nothing, not looking up from his plate at the girls.
“Heinrich’s glad you’re here, too,” Hilda spoke for him, smiling. “He’s just a dork who doesn’t know how to talk about his feelings.”
Heinrich looked up to frown irritably at his sister but he did not contradict her. It was easier than explaining the truth.
Besides, she wasn’t wholly wrong. Just partly wrong. “I am not a dork.”
”The best brother in all of Sonora then,” she corrected herself with a fond grin. “But you still never talk about your feelings.”
He shrugged, and pointed his fork at the chicken Caesar salad he was eating. “Try this, it’s good.” He looked pointedly at Hilda, “I like it.”
She just rolled her eyes and shook her head like he was just proving her point. Which, he had to admit, he was.
It was only the second opinion he had offered about something as inconsequential as food in over two years. It felt weird and awkward.
He couldn’t even imagine sharing his thoughts on anything deeper.
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