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* Noah Gallagher

    (19/07/2019 at 02:09)
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E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

Character Name: Noah Alexander Gallagher
Gender: Male
Age: 23 -- 06 March 1934
Blood Status: Halfblood

Hogwarts of '52 ; Hufflepuff



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  • Charms: 9
  • Divination: 7
  • Transfiguration: 8
  • Summoning: 8
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Zo & Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Life hadn’t really been the same since the death of his sister Nora. Older by five years, the pair were closer than anyone could've imagined -- including their parents.So when she came home, spewing that she was getting married to her long time boyfriend, Noah was less than pleased. Sure, Elijah was alright as far as guys could go. But, that was his sister, his best friend, his confident. He had been too young, too naive to realize the connection the two older teens had. He had never experienced such a feeling of love, never felt the urge to give himself to another person completely and wholly.

Until his sister had announced her pregnancy.

Everything had changed. The prospect of a little niece or nephew excited him beyond belief. He found himself buying items, secretly hoping for a girl he could spoil endlessly. But before his dreams would come to light, the devastating happened. The death of his sister and her unborn child crushed him, nearly as much as it did his brother-in-law. That year had been painful to witness, and to live through. Each night he lay awake, just wishing it were him instead. For the gods to have taken away his life in exchange for his sister and child.

Life wasn’t fair. It never had been.

But it had moved on. In the ways of work, surprisingly enough, with Elijah. He had opened a bookstore and asked Noah to co-own, something he never thought would’ve been brought up in a million years. But it had, and he did. Slowly over the course of time, he stepped back into the shadows. Another love on his mind: animals. More specifically, sea creatures.

And he found others that shared that love at the St. George’s reserve, where he spent the majority of his time. However, Noah made sure to keep his share of the work down at the bookshop.

You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.

Roleplay Response:
The sun was shining, for the first time that week. It was a cause for celebration, or at least a reason to get out of the bookshop. Instead, Noah decided to take a stroll and window shop for things he truly didn't need. But, they looked good anyway. Maybe a new cloak, or a new pair of gloves for the reservation. He wasn't entirely sure.

But as he followed the crowds, a woman's voice could faintly be heard yelling for help. Without using the manners he was raised with, the young man decided to search for him, thinking there was serious trouble. Wide eyed, he scanned the heads, looking until he rested on the cobblestone. A woman sat with a broken shoe.

He rolled his eyes as he neared her. "Why don't you get the 'ell up and go to the shoe shop down the way? No cause for panic."

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* Marina Lamont

    (19/07/2019 at 16:37)
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