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Jane. 13. Cowboy.

Did you see all the fish by the creek?


⍟ Jane ⍟
Quiet ⍟ Honest ⍟ Bookish
Being a nurse won't be all bad. Trust me.


Jane Belrose!
Raven ☀ Third

Have you seen the horses Aethonans?!

Jane Belrose

third. raven. muggleborn.

Have you read any of the books in our cabin yet?

Jane Belrose

13. raven. sagittarius .

Horses are nice, but lizards are way cooler. Saw some over by Red Hell's Ridge!


Summer should be a time for relaxing, but as per usual, Jane keeps finding herself being steered towards academics and whatnot. Basically, she needs to be distracted, let go a little, and enjoy the break while it lasts.

That's not to say she wouldn't be opposed to learning a thing or two. After all, she might need a bit of help if she's really going to duel for the first time, and there's always something to do at the infirmary.

- Quidditch, Infirmary, Dueling (?)
- Char!Facts!
- Padlet

13 -- Ravenclaw -- Muggleborn
coded by rin hunter.

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13. Raven. Muggleborn.

Looks like we're roommates for the summer!

1957 / Re: Checkmate | Jane
« on: 08/13/2019 at 22:11 »
"Pawn to E4."

Jane of course knew what the pawn was going to do, but seeing it in action was still cool. The look of slight surprise on her face told it all. Eager to try it out herself, she started to command her own chess piece.

"Pawn to B5," she said, also holding up her fingers like Clara said. Again, she fully expected the pawn to move just as she said, but still ended up smiling like she did whenever she tried out something new and magical. And then, Clara asked Jane who taught her chess.

"My maman-- Er, sorry-- my mum." Before coming to camp, she stayed with her family who spoke French 24/7 around the house. Trying to call her parents other than maman or papa just felt weird.

"How about you?"

1957 / Re: Au lait || Min
« on: 08/13/2019 at 21:49 »
The House Elf got her drink and the Ravenclaw sipped on it as she listened to Min explain that she actually didn't attend Hogwarts. Didn't. Past tense. She was a transfer and would be attending this upcoming year. This came as a surprise to Jane, as she was fairly certain she didn't meet any transfers the year before.

"Do you like it there?"

Jane nodded her head and took another sip of her lychee iced tea before answering.

"It's amazing. Well, I guess I don't have any other magical schools to compare it to, but I think you'll really like it there. All the Professors I had were great." Her favorite class had to be Care for Magical Creatures, and she really wanted to take it again, though the brunette didn't know if she should try the other classes or not.

"Oh, I'm Jane," she said after the other girl introduced herself. "So, Min, what was your other school like, or were you home-schooled?"

1957 / Re: Boil and Bubble || Sol
« on: 08/12/2019 at 01:40 »
An older girl with brown curly hair happened to come down to the apothecary as well. She seemed relieved to find Jane there, and the feeling was mutual. Though the introvert typically liked to be alone, it was boring doing shift work by herself. At the Hospital Wing, she always heard voices in the background, which was enough to keep her from feeling totally alone. At camp, however, volunteering didn't seem to be as popular, and the patients were much less frequent.

The stranger introduced herself as Sol and asked for her name, which of course she gave with a friendly smile tacked on.

"Jane," she replied. Her gaze drifted away from Sol's and focused yet again on the potions. Though she didn't look at the older girl, that didn't mean she was distracted. In fact, she was still interested in the conversation.

"Meno male," Jane repeated, though with less ease than how Sol said it. "That's Italian, no?"

1957 / Re: Summer Quidditch: GOBLINS VS GARGOYLES
« on: 08/12/2019 at 01:23 »
Team Goblin

Jane hadn't really paid much attention to Quidditch the summer before, so she was surprised to find that there were only two chasers and one beater as opposed to the usual three and two. Maybe it was just because this was more of a casual match, something to keep the campers busy and entertained. It was a good way for people to test the waters with Quidditch too, she supposed.

In all honesty, she didn't mind too much that she was benched. The Ravenclaw was hoping to get a bit of practice in before the next school year as either a chaser or seeker, but there were plenty of students who were far more passionate about the sport than her. That, and there were students who she was certain were eager to try it out for the first time. As such, she was fine with watching.

Jane looked over to the members of the other team who were also benched. One was cheering particularly loudly. She guessed she should do the same, considering her team was currently in the possession of the Quaffle, but she could never bring herself to be loud like that. She'd feel awkward yelling and cheering, and for one reason or another, oddly embarrassed. Instead, sitting on the bench, she bore a wide grin as she happily bounced her legs up and down.

1957 / Re: Thriller Night || INFIRMARY CASE STUDY
« on: 08/12/2019 at 01:07 »
This was Jane's first ever case study. Being at Camp Loki, she of course knew that magic was not allowed, but it still came as somewhat of a surprise to hear that they would be doing things entirely without wands. Dueling seemed to be the only exception around here.

Muggleborns, she supposed, had a slight advantage to this sort of thing. They should at the very least be more used to standard first aid treatments, though it honestly didn't take too much practice to safely do. As long as everyone knew how to wrap injuries, they would do fine.

Approaching the team zombie's cadaver, Jane inspected its various injuries. Some were red and dirty, alluding to the fact that they were infected, but others were not. With a dislocated knee, it certainly looked like it went through a thorough beating. There was a lot to treat, but it seemed like everyone was jumping right in, treating different injuries.

Divide and conquer. A good strategy.

For the moment, she set her item (a piece of rope) to the side while she decided to try and tackle the injury she thought to be most threatening: the deep scratches across the chest. One of the campers [Lia] was already scrubbing away the dirt and grime off the dummy, and the boy she was fairly certain was named Christoph was applying bandages to a cut that thankfully didn't look infected.

Jane took a syringe and flushed the deep cuts out with soapy water. Hopefully it would clear out a decent portion of the infection, though a salve of sorts would be helpful as well. By the looks of it, stitches would probably be necessary too after it was cleaned.

After the girl was done irrigating the wound, she took a step back in case anyone else was looking to treat that same area. Setting the syringe down, she looked to her teammates.

"Which items did you bring?" The question wasn't aimed at anyone in particular. She had been so caught up in the injuries that she hardly took notice of what everyone else brought with them-- if they brought anything at all. She supposed it wouldn't be too bad if they forgot. Surely everything they needed would be at some place in the wing.

1957 / Re: Au lait || Min
« on: 08/05/2019 at 01:25 »
The dark-haired girl slid the amber drink to Jane, claiming that it was 'the absolute best.' It was apparently lychee iced tea, which more than intrigued the young witch. She had never even heard of that before, so when the older girl asked if she tried the fruit, she once again shook her head.

She took a cautious sip and was met with a much more pleasing flavor than the sugary butterbeer. It was still sweet, but lighter and fruity. Sliding the drink back to the other girl, Jane ordered one of her own, and the House Elf bartending hurried off to make it.

"Thanks," she said as she waited for her drink to come up. "You're probably right about the butterbeer though." Yet, Jane still doubted that she would come around to trying it soon.

"You know, I'm not really good with faces, but I don't think I remember seeing you at Hogwarts."

1957 / Re: Vampire Hunters || Astro
« on: 08/05/2019 at 01:00 »
Jane quirked an eyebrow to Astro's question about some camper being a vampire. Truth be told, she didn't get around to talking to people very much. That shouldn't come to much of a surprise to anyone-- especially not to herself-- and yet Jane still found it odd she hadn't heard that yet.

"No. I doubt it's true, but who?"

Yes, it was highly unlikely a camper was actually a vampire, but that didn't mean she didn't want to hear more about it. Honestly, it probably started because someone was running around with plastic fangs. It reminded her of that one transfiguration lesson, where she swore she saw Professor Lerner with a set himself.

Shifting from the rumor, Jane's expression changed from genial to surprised. Did Astro just ask her about boys? More specifically, did she really ask what Jane knew about boys? Being the classical Ravenclaw she was, of course she knew a lot of things. Boys though... they were a little tougher.

"Depends on what you want to know," she ended up saying. Smirking, she continued on. "Why? Is it someone specific?"

1957 / Re: Behind closed doors || OPEN
« on: 08/05/2019 at 00:36 »
"I already tried that."

Jane turned to find none other than Lysander Stone. Of course it would have been Sandy to break the no magic rule. Should it have been nearly anyone else, she would have been surprised, but instead the girl just displayed a look of disappointment-- not in Sandy, but in the spell itself. If the Unlocking Charm failed, there wasn't much else magic-wise they could do.

To Sandy's comment about the it's-only-illegal-if-you-get-caught scenario, Jane just shook her head.

"I'm still not risking it," she admitted before listening to what the boy had to say about the rooms. He was out of ideas on how to get into one, but seemed persistent because of some rumor he heard about treasure in one of them. She couldn't quite tell if he was joking or not, but she wouldn't put it past any of the campers to spin a tale like that.

"Well, I'm guessing the doors are enchanted to stay locked then, so I don't think we'd be able to pick it." She paused for a moment. "We can't, can we?"

That's at least what Jane assumed. Come to think of it though, she didn't remember Professor McCormick mentioning a door locked with charms couldn't be unlocked with Muggle methods. After all, she doubted many wizards would even bother to attempt picking it themselves when they had Alohomora to work with.

1957 / Re: Au lait || Min
« on: 08/03/2019 at 23:27 »
"You haven't had one before?"

The witch shook her head as a light blush tinged her cheeks. She wasn't the best at trying new things. It was just one of the many reasons she didn't have enough courage to be placed in Gryffindor. New foods had new tastes and new textures, and more often than not they left a funny feeling in her mouth. Butterbeer was supposed to be rather good though...

According to the girl next to her, it was better warm than cold, but alas it was summer. A hot drink wasn't exactly the wisest option, so the cold alternative would have to do. Jane took a sip of the chilled beverage and immediately her lips pursed as if she had tasted something sour.

"Too sweet for me." The carbonation also made the drink have an odd feeling. She didn't like the way it tickled her throat.

"Maybe I'll have what you're drinking instead? It looks good."

1957 / Re: Checkmate | Jane
« on: 08/03/2019 at 22:47 »
Jane's eyes followed as Clara set each piece down onto the chess board, silently nodding her head as the Slytherin spoke to show that she was listening. People tended to assume that since she didn't look them in the eyes when they were speaking, she wasn't listening, but that wasn't the case. Her gaze just naturally focused on other things.

"Got it?"

At the conclusion of Clara's explanation, Jane gave yet another, more assertive nod. Though she was confused why the chess pieces needed both verbal and visual directing to play, she just chalked it up to the nature of magic. It worked in weird ways that didn't always make sense logically, which more than annoyed the Ravenclaw, but she just had to deal with it.

"Got it," she confirmed. "White still goes first?" Jane wasn't entirely sure why that rule would change- and she highly doubted that it would- but she just wanted to double check.

1957 / Au lait || Min
« on: 08/03/2019 at 22:17 »
The Invisible Man Inn. It didn't have the Victorian charm of Castle Dracula, but it was nice in its own way. Of all the things, Jane was particularly jealous of its bar, which she just had to try out.

Sitting at one of the bar stools, Jane ordered her first mug of Butterbeer ever. She lifted it to her lips, but was hesitant to take a sip. Setting it back down, she turned to the closest person to her.

"Is this stuff really as sweet as it smells?"

1957 / Re: Open Threads '57
« on: 08/03/2019 at 20:56 »
Who wants to explore Castle Dracula?

1957 / Behind closed doors || OPEN
« on: 08/03/2019 at 20:55 »
Camp Loki never ceased to amaze Jane. Once she found out her cabin was in Dracula's Castle, she immediately had to investigate the place. There was only one problem though. The doors were locked.

Not all the doors were, just most of them. Believe her, she tried. The young witch would jiggle the doorknobs but to no avail. The only ones that seemed to be unlocked were the ones leading to the library and dorms. But still, there had to be a reason for the rooms, right? They couldn't just be empty.

She tried searching for a key in all the usual spots: under doormats, behind potted plants. Again, nothing turned up. She even tried reaching for the top of the door where some people kept room keys, but the twelve-year-old was still too short to grab anything.

"This would be a lot easier if we could use our wands," she mumbled to herself. That pesky no magic rule really got in the way of summer fun at times.

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