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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Rana Nettlebed // Elsewhere Child
« on: 01/01/2018 at 01:43 »
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Character Name: Rana Nettlebed

Gender: Female

Age: 10


Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
Magda Fellwater & Atlas Nettlebed (NPCs)

Foxe Farm

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Calypso O'Hara & Co.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
"Look at her. That precious little thing." The oldest sister, Maia exclaimed. The baby giggled happily before kicking. Her little fingers wrapped around another one, the one of her favourite cousin, Pax. Rana was just over a year old and was already sheltered like the precious girl she was.

The years flew by, and Rana watched as each of her sisters, starting with Maia, left the house and only returned months later. This was closely followed by Vega, before her, all time favourite cousin, Pax, left the house for the wonderful world of Hogwarts.

Pax had come to visit them at Foxe Farm and was about to leave until a month later. Little Rana watched her sister's bustled around him, commenting on his eyes and whatnot, and the little girl barely understands. She was sitting at the side, tears welled up in her eyes because it was another month before she could see Pax again. Her lips drooped and a few stray tears leaked from her eyes before she finally decided it was time to say goodbye to Pax.

Tottering forward Rana hugged her little arms around Pax's legs, burying her face into them as she whimpered. “Will you bring me something special back from London?” Green eyes met pleaded with the older boy, her lip turned down in a fine pout. Pax's explanation came in in one year before going out the other. Tuning out her sisters, she buried her face in his legs once more, before finally letting go.

“We’ll all be going before September, anyway!”

Her older sister's words made her face fall even more, and tears once again welled up in her eyes. Hogwarts. Right. The school that took away most of her siblings from her for nine months a year. And Pax was going too. A gentle touch made her look up and the wink from Pax got her smiling again. She wouldn't forget him, and neither would he.

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Godric Park.

Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.

Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.

It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.

"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.

Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.

Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby.  "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.

"...Do you want to play?"

Roleplay Response:
Quidditch was... fascinating to her, to say the least. She was afraid of heights, but she loved flying. Kind of contradicting. Little Rana still hadn't made up her mind whether she should try Quidditch at Hogwarts when she goes there. She couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts, to be with her favourite cousin and all of her other sisters. Currently, she was the only one not at Hogwarts. Even Nashira was going to Hogwarts this term!

She was going to be lonely at home, the first time without all of her sisters. Her green eyes watched as the few boys dart around in the sky. Perhaps she should try it. After all, Pax was on the Quidditch Team. She couldn't wait to get to Hogwarts and be in the same house as Pax!

Her eyes back to the sketchbook and pencil she held in her hand, Rana began swinging on the swing. As she flew higher and higher, the pencil in her hand began to draw faster and faster. A quick sketch of the sky above with three boys on brooms was drawn. Rana was a talented artist, and she knew it. As the swing swung to a stop, Rana hopped down and began walking towards Honeydukes to look for her sisters.

"You! Do you want to play?"

Rana froze in her tracks, before turning around, her hair whipping around like crazy. Pointing to herself, Rana whispered, "Me? Are you talking to me?" Well, this was awkward. On one hand, she needed to find Nashira, on the other hand, she wanted to try flying and the girl seemed to have a broom. The girl seemed to be the same age as her too, so when she goes to Hogwarts, she might already have a friend.

Mind made up, Rana nodded, a beaming smile on her face. "Sure! Anything you want to play?" She let her eyes stray to the toy broom, hoping to hint the girl slightly.

How did you find us? Wingardium Leviosa and a bit of luck.

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