WHO: Chao Lingshen, anyone LOCATION: The Garden WEEK: 56 TIME: Thursday WHAT: Chao tries to assess her overall progress and isn't happy what she sees RATING: PG just to be safe.
From his mostly-concealed spot under a nearby bench, Yellow slowly blinked his eyes open. Oh. He must've fallen asleep again outside...whoops!
For a moment the fourth-year didn't realize exactly what had woken him up, but then, rubbing his eyes and reluctantly pulling himself to his feet, he caught sight of a miserable-looking girl with her face buried in her own arms close by.
Without a second thought he was running over, all tiredness forgotten. "Hey! Are you alright?" he asked, gently putting a hand on one of her shoulders.
There just no energy left in Chao to really want to respond. If anything, despite her misery, taking a nap right then and there was pretty bloody tempting.
Instead, she gave a sharp shrug to Yellow's hand. She didn't say anything, but the action would hopefully makes her case.
Yellow pulled back his hand, a little hurt but not deterred. His first instinct, like always, was legilimency, but he quickly pushed the thought away. It was one thing for pokemon who couldn't communicate for themselves; people really didn't appreciate it as much.
(She'd found that out the hard way.)
"It's alright, you don't have to be upset!" he said earnestly, bending down to reach her level. It wasn't far, thanks to his lack of height. "What's the matter?"
Despite there being arms in the way, Chao shot a look at the boy. what did he know?
Now that Chaoi thought about it, this kid was more than likely better at magic than she could ever be. A little part of her died away from that revelation.
Pulling her head from her arms, the Chinese girl managed to wipe her tears from her eyes and give the kid a very fragile smile. "N-nothing. I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
He did not sleep, -not now, ¬ ever. Sebastian, instead, spent time lurking amidst the shadowy overcast stemming from an exuberance of unnecessary stylized architecture. It was, after all, the most effective way in which to travel to gather information, as it allowed Sebastian to so unnoticed. He chuckled, quietly, whilst moving swiftly from one cluster of darkness to yet another.
Interrupting a routine traverse of the Hogwarts' grounds, however, was a dimly lit candle sitting amongst the overgrown underbrush of the Garden. He halted, almost immediately, as scarlet iris' adjusted to the sudden influx of light that the candle cast. Curious. He entered the Garden, choosing, obviously, to remain hidden. He wanted to first&foremost observe, as there was no point in ruining what could, potentially, be an interesting show
( ... )
Chao had been sitting there for hours now, far beyond the point where her butt felt like it was glued to the dirt floor. Every so often, she would recover enough from her misery and energy to try again, but each test would only ground her suspicions even more. It was hopeless, there was no way she could keep this up.
She could already hear Sebastian's feet cut across the grass long before she felt his hand on her shoulder. What was with people and touching? She wasn't really a touchy person and even less so in rare moments she was this down. She shrugged her shoulder away from his hand.
"I'm fine, I-" Her voice was muddled amongst the bundle of limbs she buried herself in, but the mention of tea...well, she never really did eat anything today. Being frequently drained of her magical reserves only made her stomach growl even louder to the caretaker. Chao lifted her head up from her arms, her cheeks red and cracked from the tears she tried to keep hidden. "-I guess, tea would be okay.."
Fine. Fine. Had Chao really expected Sebastian to believe that she was fine after all that he had witnessed, ..? He smiled, biting back a chuckled as, reluctantly, she agreed to his proposal. Sebastian would, of course, include something for her to snack on, as her stomach had made it blatantly obvious that she was hungry.
"Mm." Sebastian purred, retrieving a small handkerchief for her. "Let's go then, shall we? I think you have spent more than enough time in the Garden for tonight." He held out the cloth in one hand and bid her to wipe her tear stained face. Crying doesn't solve anything, after all.
He stood up, and offered to her a hand. "Is there anything that you would prefer that I make for you, Miss Lingshen?"
Chao really didn't care what Sebastian believed. What did it matter anyway? Though there was a small kindling of fire inside her as she took note at his biting back a chuckle. As much as she was handicapped, she long since didn't like being treated as such or for people to laugh at her failures. She wasn't there for their view pleasure nor to make them feel better about their own inadequacies.
She was too tired to fight though, her limbs felt like they were jelly and sluggish. she eyed the handkerchief, a little unsure whether to accept the offer. A few seconds, she only took his his free hand, stumbling back a few steps as she was pulled to her feet.
"Thank you." Chao muttered under her breath, he gaze lowered to the ground. "A-anything you make would be fine. I'm not picky."
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For a moment the fourth-year didn't realize exactly what had woken him up, but then, rubbing his eyes and reluctantly pulling himself to his feet, he caught sight of a miserable-looking girl with her face buried in her own arms close by.
Without a second thought he was running over, all tiredness forgotten. "Hey! Are you alright?" he asked, gently putting a hand on one of her shoulders.
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Instead, she gave a sharp shrug to Yellow's hand. She didn't say anything, but the action would hopefully makes her case.
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(She'd found that out the hard way.)
"It's alright, you don't have to be upset!" he said earnestly, bending down to reach her level. It wasn't far, thanks to his lack of height. "What's the matter?"
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Now that Chaoi thought about it, this kid was more than likely better at magic than she could ever be. A little part of her died away from that revelation.
Pulling her head from her arms, the Chinese girl managed to wipe her tears from her eyes and give the kid a very fragile smile. "N-nothing. I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
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Interrupting a routine traverse of the Hogwarts' grounds, however, was a dimly lit candle sitting amongst the overgrown underbrush of the Garden. He halted, almost immediately, as scarlet iris' adjusted to the sudden influx of light that the candle cast. Curious. He entered the Garden, choosing, obviously, to remain hidden. He wanted to first&foremost observe, as there was no point in ruining what could, potentially, be an interesting show ( ... )
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She could already hear Sebastian's feet cut across the grass long before she felt his hand on her shoulder. What was with people and touching? She wasn't really a touchy person and even less so in rare moments she was this down. She shrugged her shoulder away from his hand.
"I'm fine, I-" Her voice was muddled amongst the bundle of limbs she buried herself in, but the mention of tea...well, she never really did eat anything today. Being frequently drained of her magical reserves only made her stomach growl even louder to the caretaker. Chao lifted her head up from her arms, her cheeks red and cracked from the tears she tried to keep hidden. "-I guess, tea would be okay.."
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"Mm." Sebastian purred, retrieving a small handkerchief for her. "Let's go then, shall we? I think you have spent more than enough time in the Garden for tonight." He held out the cloth in one hand and bid her to wipe her tear stained face. Crying doesn't solve anything, after all.
He stood up, and offered to her a hand. "Is there anything that you would prefer that I make for you, Miss Lingshen?"
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She was too tired to fight though, her limbs felt like they were jelly and sluggish. she eyed the handkerchief, a little unsure whether to accept the offer. A few seconds, she only took his his free hand, stumbling back a few steps as she was pulled to her feet.
"Thank you." Chao muttered under her breath, he gaze lowered to the ground. "A-anything you make would be fine. I'm not picky."
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