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1956 / mystified || téga
« on: 04/07/2019 at 12:48 »
early afternoon
monday 16 july 1956
téo wittington's cabin


She had been back at Camp Loki for several hours already, but it had taken her this long to make her way over to Maria Téodora Wittington's cabin.

The lengthy unpacking process she had embarked on upon arrival had been an excuse, more than anything else, to gather her thoughts and her feelings and to corral them into some semblance of order. It had worked, she'd thought, as she'd arranged her final Potions books on her bedside table and stood back to survey her tiny rectangle of space. It had worked, she'd thought, as she'd closed her trunk and then her cabin door. It had worked, she'd thought, right up until she'd found herself standing outside Téo's door instead.

It was here and now that she still stood, and had been standing for the past three and a half minutes.

With her hand closing on the doorknob, Vega recalled Christmas and Platform Nine and Three Quarters and the tiny little cupboard of a room that they had found and pressed themselves into together. With her fingers twisting it open, Vega recalled a certain letter that she'd received four months before. With cold brass still clutched beneath her fingertips, Vega looked across the room at the girl who was waiting on the other side.

"Calvin? Really?"

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1956 / coming back to nothing || OPEN!
« on: 04/03/2019 at 11:25 »
late afternoon
thursday 19 july 1956


She missed Brazil.

She missed the colours—the green, especially, in its hundreds of thousands of different shades—and the castle and, more than anything else, the feel of it. The air had tasted different there, more honest, more open, more alive. France, or this false rendering of it, couldn’t even begin to compare.

Vega Nettlebed stood in silence, facing the ruined wall of the amphitheatre and staring at the bright yellow wallflowers that were growing in the cracks between the stones. She missed Brazil, and she missed something else, too.

Footsteps fell, muffled, against the grass behind her.

Vega didn’t move.

“Do you think it’s true, what people are saying.” The words came out flat, as if perhaps she hadn’t meant them to be a question at all, or as if she hadn’t been able to summon the energy to make them into one. Still, she watched the wallflowers.

“That Brooklyn was the wolf.”

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1955 / coming undone || téo
« on: 12/18/2018 at 20:55 »
just before lunch
sunday 3 july 1955
téo wittington's cabin


She had managed to avoid Téo all of Saturday by finding other company (Milla, Brook; even Avery and Calvin had made the list, though she hadn't found them so much as they had found her) with whom to waste the hours away.

It couldn't last, Vega knew this much. And it felt easier, more like she was in control, for her to make the first move. At least this way, she could pretend that she hadn't intentionally spent the last thirty-something hours dodging around any signs of her dorm mate, and that her distinct absence was nothing more than a coincidence.

Without bothering to knock, Vega pushed open the door to Téo's cabin.

"Are you coming to lunch?"

Her gaze lifted just long enough to catch the other's, but it soon slid away again, apparently finding something of more interest in the blank wall opposite than in her friend's eyes.

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1955 / we all die trying to get it right || villa snaps
« on: 12/14/2018 at 17:41 »
friday 1 july 1955
vega nettlebed's cabin
right after spin the bottle


"Well."

She strode over to her bed and flung herself down on top of it.

"That was a disaster."

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1955 / ruffled feathers || calvega
« on: 12/07/2018 at 17:36 »
around 8pm
saturday 2 july 1954
team aslan common room


She was curled up on a beanbag in one corner, a book in her lap and all her focus on it, when, just as she turned a page, Calvin Sharppe barged his way through the door.

Vega, not at all enthused by this new addition to a common room that was noisy enough as it was, glanced hastily back down. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite quick enough; in the half-beat between looking up and then averting her gaze, she accidentally made eye contact.

Silently, she willed him not to come over, but Calvin had a habit of doing everything that she didn't want him to do, whether intentionally or not. And, sure enough, not even ten seconds later, he was flinging himself down beside her on the beanbag, her beanbag, which certainly wasn't big enough for two.

Vega winced at the proximity. One elbow shot out to shove him away, "Get off me."

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1954 / dogfight || brega
« on: 08/05/2018 at 18:14 »
after dinner
thursday 22 july 1954
inside vega nettlebed's cabin



"Brook."

Vega stopped painting her left thumbnail and looked across to the other end of her bed. Blue eyes met brown.

"When you say we shouldn't get there too early tomorrow... Which 'we' is that, exactly?"

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1954 / sailing || veganagan
« on: 08/04/2018 at 16:52 »
late afternoon
monday 5 july 1954



It had been a very long year.

It turned out that pretending not to care about Flynn Flanagan Morrissey was just as exhausting as -- if not more so -- actually caring about him. Vega Violet Nettlebed was tired. And just because she was playing hard to get didn't mean that she couldn't talk to him once in a while.

She found him at the edge of Lake Alexandrina.

"I want to collect water lilies from the lake," she told him in lieu of a proper greeting. "You're obviously not doing anything important," her gaze flickered briefly over him and then back up to his face, "so you might as well join me. I could do with an extra pair of hands. You can row the boat, and I'll pick the flowers."

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1954 / beeswax || vagary
« on: 08/02/2018 at 10:54 »
after breakfast
saturday 3 july 1954



She was picking peppermint leaves when she caught sight of him across the lawn.

In reality, Avery Elliot was probably just minding his own business and enjoying the morning sunlight. In Vega's mind, he was deliberately trying to ruin her day. It was only her third day of being at Camp Loki, and already, he was everywhere: in the infirmary, sitting across from her at breakfast not once but twice out of three mornings, and now here, too.

She'd had enough of seeing him turn up without her permission.

The Gryffindor walked -- or, rather, stormed, because everything she did when it involved the Hufflepuff was a tempest, a hurricane, a tsunami -- right up to him.

"Can't you go and do--" she gestured wildly at him, "--whatever it is you're doing somewhere else?"

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1953 / one way or another || veganagan
« on: 04/11/2018 at 21:49 »
saturday 1 august 1953
an hour or so after lunch



She definitely wasn't spying on him.

It was purely coincidence that Flynn Flanagan Morrissey was sunbathing, shirtless, flat bang in the middle of Marooners' Rock at the exact moment that Vega Violet Nettlebed just happened to be lounging at the edge of that very same rock and looking over in his general (actually, very specific) direction.

It wasn't her fault that he hadn't put on a shirt this morning. And it wasn't her fault that her brain insisted upon taking just one more look before she went back to minding her own business, either. If it was anybody's fault, it was his, for flaunting his body so openly in front of girls who were already flustered by the summer heat.

The Amortentia she had tried and failed to make had not worked last term. She needed a new plan, preferably before he realised that she was not just a little, but absolutely, insane.

...He was never going to love her.

With a groan, Vega tore her gaze from Flynn Flanagan Morrissey, rolled over onto her back, and...dropped very sharply, very suddenly, into the lagoon below. The only evidence that she had ever been there at all was the lingering shriek that followed her down.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!!"

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Past Workshop Prompts / Prompt 3: G is for Gossip
« on: 04/09/2018 at 22:09 »

the following series of exchanges occurs in an alternate universe.


1:32pm
monday 10 november 1952
the conjuring & summoning classroom


He was already in there when she arrived. Sliding her fishbowl onto the desk next to his, Vega dropped into the seat beside him.

“So you’re back, then.”

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1953 / ? [OPEN!]
« on: 04/01/2018 at 07:32 »
3 july 1953
around lunchtime



It was the third day of camp.

And that meant that Vega Violet Nettlebed still had a lot of exploring to do. She had spent the first two days hiking up and around Neverpeak Mountain, alone mostly, though a little brown bird had been kind enough to accompany her for the first thirty minutes of her climb. Keen blue eyes had tracked over bark and leaves, searching for new plants to experiment on. Aside from an unknown flower in an iridescent shade of violet (which now sat on her bedside table under the lagoon), there had been nothing.

But there was more to Camp Loki than Neverpeak Mountain. And Vega certainly wasn't finished with exploring yet. Cucumber sandwich (no butter, of course) in hand, the girl followed the stream as it meandered along through the wood. She made a mental note, as she chewed on a rather flavourless crust to complain to Clinton Litchfield about the food. If the last couple of days had been any indication, she was going to be living off carrot sticks for the next two months.

Barefoot, Vega now sprung with ease across the brook, kicking up droplets of water behind her as she landed. Her feet squelched in the mud. She wiggled her toes.

When she looked up, there was somebody staring at her.

"Oh," Vega said. "Hello. I was just--shh! Listen!" She lifted a finger to her lips, tilted her head to one side, and obeyed her own command.

Tick. Tick. Tick, went the river, precisely counting the seconds beneath the flow of the water.

"Do you hear that too?"

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1952 / i feel so much younger now || v.v.n.
« on: 12/02/2017 at 00:05 »


vega violet nettlebed was born at exactly 10:43am on 23 march 1939, and for the first few years of her life, she couldn’t have asked for more; a loving and very big family was all a girl really needed. if it could have stayed that way, vega would have been perfectly happy.

but all good things come inevitably to an end, and when her parents ended up divorced, vega felt — like so many other children in similar situations — that her father had not just abandoned her mother, but had abandoned her too.

she was, in fact, right.

--- --- --- --- ---

fastforward to summer 1952: we find vega, now 13 years old, still struggling to deal with the father-shaped hole in her heart; her attempts are somewhat successful.

she fills her days with friendships (lots of them!) and family (lots of them too!) and a flair for potions. she can almost always be found either researching a potion, gathering ingredients for a potion, making a potion, or looking for a guinea pig to try out a new potion. she wants to be friends with everybody, but get on her bad side and you’ll have a very hard time getting off it again.

--- --- --- --- ---

[author's note: vega has been at hogwarts since her first year, and will hopefully be going into her third year in the coming term. her house is, as of yet, unknown. feel free to post a suggested history between vega and your character, as well as any future plots. currently looking for relationships of all & any kind with each & every one of you!]



if you're looking for romance, use this code.
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[b]past/present/future.[/b] PLOT IDEAS HERE.[/td]
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if you're looking for friendship, use this code.
Code: (select, then cmd/ctrl & c to copy:) [Select]
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[b]past/present/future.[/b] PLOT IDEAS HERE.[/td]
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[td style="width:10%;"][img style="width:35px; padding: 5px;"]https://i.imgur.com/mbxu2Z2.jpg[/img][/td]
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if you're looking for rivalry, use this code.
Code: (select, then cmd/ctrl & c to copy:) [Select]
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[b]past/present/future.[/b] PLOT IDEAS HERE.[/td]
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[td style="width:90%;"][img width=230]https://i.imgur.com/wE9AC7B.png[/img][/td]
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