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Good evening, everyone! With Operation: Riot only a week or two away, we are doing a little housekeeping. As always, if your name is here and you don’t want it to be, message us with a request for a hiatus or to tell us you are coming back. We currently have a few unfollows and a few warnings:
Unfollows;

Griffith Todd - Lara has decided to let go of Griffith and the character will now be retired.
Echo Remy - due to inactivity.
Rose Manning - due to inactivity.
Bryson Oak - due to inactivity.

Activity Warnings;

Diana Virgo
Tolkien Ward
Ambrosia Lott
Logan Russel

Please contact us if you need a hiatus or have any questions that we might be able to help with.

-Admin Reid

Good evening, everyone! With Operation: Riot only a week or two away, we are doing a little housekeeping. As always, if your name is here and you don’t want it to be, message us with a request for a hiatus or to tell us you are coming back. We currently have a few unfollows and a few warnings:

Unfollows;

Griffith Todd - Lara has decided to let go of Griffith and the character will now be retired.

Echo Remy - due to inactivity.

Rose Manning - due to inactivity.

Bryson Oak - due to inactivity.

Activity Warnings;

Diana Virgo

Tolkien Ward

Ambrosia Lott

Logan Russel

Please contact us if you need a hiatus or have any questions that we might be able to help with.

-Admin Reid


EMERY JAMES, HUFFLEPUFF
↳ 17 → Muggleborn → Sixth Year → FC: Shailene Woodley
Past: From the moment that Emery James was born into the world, she became part of a national game of pass the parcel - never did she stay with one family long enough to put down roots or become attached to her family, friends she made, or rooms she occupied. Her mother had gotten pregnant during a one night stand and couldn’t bring herself to have an abortion, but she also knew that she wasn’t prepared to become a mother. Once Emery was born and held long enough in her mother’s arms for her mother to name her thus, she was shipped off to live with an aunt and uncle who had been trying to conceive for a long time. Here, Emery spent the majority of her early childhood, learning how to read and talk and ride a bicycle, with occasional months spent a few county’s over at another aunt’s home. Passed between the two until the age of five, it was then that Emery started to be sent across the country - to uncles or aunts who hadn’t be heard of in years; to godmothers who smiled when they saw her but passed her on after a few months; to family friends who took pity on the poor child and called her ‘love,’ but always apologized in a month’s time when she had to leave again. Some of Emery’s strongest childhood memories are of the times when she sailed on a boat from England to Ireland, and back again a year later. Travelling never worried Emery - but the unknown destination and family that she was about to enter into always sent her into a great deal of anxiety and stress. Never was Emery mistreated by her guardians: they always done their utmost to make her comfortable and safe, but it never lasted, and everyone knew it. At times, Emery wanted to find her mother and see if she was ready to take her back - if perhaps she regretted giving Emery away, but there never seemed like a good time to ask her guardians, nor did she think that anyone knew where her mother even was.
At times, Emery thought the world was a hard place to be because of how unfair it was that she had to always move around, but opening a history book or diving into the thoughts of a protagonist of a fiction book reminded Emery that she had it pretty good. She was always fed, clothed, and housed, and it was in this way that she started to think more optimistically - or attempt to, at least until she was caught up in the London bombings of 2005. Trapped and terrified, alone, Emery emerged with only a few scratches and cuts, but saw things that she can never forget. The terrorist attacks changed Emery in a way that made her almost hell-bent on being optimistic, peaceful, and against violence in all forms - which also hindered her when she was sent her letter to Hogwarts and started her classes. Defense Against the Dark Arts was not only her worst subject, but gave her anxiety attacks when students were paired up and asked to duel. Emery managed to pass the class with the help of her friends, a select few who knew her trouble and helped her in private but also in class, with less violent forms of duelling than the others practiced. Sorted into Hufflepuff, Emery found these friends were her true family: hard working and loyal, they were never going to leave her, and for once, she allowed herself to place roots and settle into a life of normality.
Personality: Emery is considered by most to be a free spirit: she shrugs off cares and worries like they’re nothing more than fleeting problems, and instead chooses to focus her time on positive things that interest her and keep her happy. This exterior of carefree optimism is only half of Emery’s personality: while it isn’t an act, it is something that she developed over time as a defense mechanism, and later, something that she came to grow into. Emery tries to exude calm and peace because so much of her life has been focused on being unsettled and disruptive. She is passionate about history and literature, and tries to gather as much knowledge about her as she can on these subjects, looking for excitement in more passive forms. When it comes to her studies, Emery is hard working, and when it comes to her friends, she’s loyal: but her first defense is always to run and save herself. While this is more of a knee-jerk reaction than selfishness, Emery wishes she was braver than she actually is - but past experiences have taught her that she isn’t strong enough to handle trouble, whether it be physically or emotionally. Longing to be better in defense and duelling, Emery still shies away from that side of magic because of how violent it is: her naturally peaceful nature and aim to be tranquil directly conflicts with this magic. She knows that she has to get better in order to protect herself and her friends, but every time she tries, she shuts down - panic and anxiety are two things that Emery is no stranger to, and often overwhelm her when it comes to violence. For this reason, Emery hides with her history books and inside fiction - shunning the world and putting on a happy face is much easier than dealing with reality.
Information:

♦ Wand: Fir. 10 1/2”. Unicorn hair.
♦ Position: Chaser.
♦ Additional Information: {x}

Emery is TAKEN

EMERY JAMES, HUFFLEPUFF

↳ 17 → Muggleborn → Sixth Year → FC: Shailene Woodley

Past: From the moment that Emery James was born into the world, she became part of a national game of pass the parcel - never did she stay with one family long enough to put down roots or become attached to her family, friends she made, or rooms she occupied. Her mother had gotten pregnant during a one night stand and couldn’t bring herself to have an abortion, but she also knew that she wasn’t prepared to become a mother. Once Emery was born and held long enough in her mother’s arms for her mother to name her thus, she was shipped off to live with an aunt and uncle who had been trying to conceive for a long time. Here, Emery spent the majority of her early childhood, learning how to read and talk and ride a bicycle, with occasional months spent a few county’s over at another aunt’s home. Passed between the two until the age of five, it was then that Emery started to be sent across the country - to uncles or aunts who hadn’t be heard of in years; to godmothers who smiled when they saw her but passed her on after a few months; to family friends who took pity on the poor child and called her ‘love,’ but always apologized in a month’s time when she had to leave again. Some of Emery’s strongest childhood memories are of the times when she sailed on a boat from England to Ireland, and back again a year later. Travelling never worried Emery - but the unknown destination and family that she was about to enter into always sent her into a great deal of anxiety and stress. Never was Emery mistreated by her guardians: they always done their utmost to make her comfortable and safe, but it never lasted, and everyone knew it. At times, Emery wanted to find her mother and see if she was ready to take her back - if perhaps she regretted giving Emery away, but there never seemed like a good time to ask her guardians, nor did she think that anyone knew where her mother even was.

At times, Emery thought the world was a hard place to be because of how unfair it was that she had to always move around, but opening a history book or diving into the thoughts of a protagonist of a fiction book reminded Emery that she had it pretty good. She was always fed, clothed, and housed, and it was in this way that she started to think more optimistically - or attempt to, at least until she was caught up in the London bombings of 2005. Trapped and terrified, alone, Emery emerged with only a few scratches and cuts, but saw things that she can never forget. The terrorist attacks changed Emery in a way that made her almost hell-bent on being optimistic, peaceful, and against violence in all forms - which also hindered her when she was sent her letter to Hogwarts and started her classes. Defense Against the Dark Arts was not only her worst subject, but gave her anxiety attacks when students were paired up and asked to duel. Emery managed to pass the class with the help of her friends, a select few who knew her trouble and helped her in private but also in class, with less violent forms of duelling than the others practiced. Sorted into Hufflepuff, Emery found these friends were her true family: hard working and loyal, they were never going to leave her, and for once, she allowed herself to place roots and settle into a life of normality.

Personality: Emery is considered by most to be a free spirit: she shrugs off cares and worries like they’re nothing more than fleeting problems, and instead chooses to focus her time on positive things that interest her and keep her happy. This exterior of carefree optimism is only half of Emery’s personality: while it isn’t an act, it is something that she developed over time as a defense mechanism, and later, something that she came to grow into. Emery tries to exude calm and peace because so much of her life has been focused on being unsettled and disruptive. She is passionate about history and literature, and tries to gather as much knowledge about her as she can on these subjects, looking for excitement in more passive forms. When it comes to her studies, Emery is hard working, and when it comes to her friends, she’s loyal: but her first defense is always to run and save herself. While this is more of a knee-jerk reaction than selfishness, Emery wishes she was braver than she actually is - but past experiences have taught her that she isn’t strong enough to handle trouble, whether it be physically or emotionally. Longing to be better in defense and duelling, Emery still shies away from that side of magic because of how violent it is: her naturally peaceful nature and aim to be tranquil directly conflicts with this magic. She knows that she has to get better in order to protect herself and her friends, but every time she tries, she shuts down - panic and anxiety are two things that Emery is no stranger to, and often overwhelm her when it comes to violence. For this reason, Emery hides with her history books and inside fiction - shunning the world and putting on a happy face is much easier than dealing with reality.

Information:

♦ Wand: Fir. 10 1/2”. Unicorn hair.

♦ Position: Chaser.

♦ Additional Information: {x}

Emery is TAKEN



Heath Bishop.

Heath Bishop.



Emery James

Emery James


What  a wonderful application, Carolin! You captured Heath’s character so well in your para sample and we are excited to see where you take him from here. Please go HERE for more information on the acceptance procedure. Welcome to Our Legacy!

-Admin Reid

OOC Information:

OOC Name: Carolin
OOC Age [16+]: 16
Timezone: CET
Rule Password: Removed.

IC Information:

Character Name: Heath Bishop
Year: Sixth
Age: 17

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House:  After being sorted into Hufflepuff, Heath felt astonished. On the train ride to Hogwarts he’d heard so much about the different houses. Honestly thinking about it, Hufflepuff hadn’t appealed to him as much as other houses, like Gryffindor, did. But following the lead of the Sorting Hat, it was the place that felt most like home. He grew more attached to the house and even more to the other students who welcomed him with open arms. Feeling out of place only a few times when he saw others talking about their happy childhood, he found friends with whom we could have fun. Soon enough, Hogwarts, moreover Hufflepuff, felt like his second family and he hated admitting it, but he dreaded leaving for the holidays.
Blood Status:  Heath is muggleborn. Growing up with the belief he was a normal human, he was more than just surprised to hold the acceptance letter to Hogwarts in his hands. As soon as he realised what this opportunity offered, he felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off of his chest. He didn’t know how many people considered muggleborns to be lowlife, but who was he to listen to them? Heath learned that blood status didn’t equal talent and worked hard to prove it, even though he didn’t always succeed.
Patronus:  Although he’s tried several times, Heath has only produced an animal shaped patronus once. It had appeared as a wolf cub, portraying his loyalty and perseverance. Not a full grown wolf but a cub appeared in honor to the childhood he never really experienced, that made him different from many other students. Every other time he tried, only mist came out of his wand but so far, the mist had been enough for him.
Boggart:  While Heath is not the bravest guy out there, he’s not afraid of the regular things like spiders, drowning or even dying. His biggest fear was turning out just like his father, everything he never wanted to be. Knowing that he wasn’t going to follow in his steps since he was a little child, it would be the worst thing if he did end up like him. He feared focusing more on his job than on the important things like family.
Family Relationships: As soon as Heath was able to talk, his father had always taken him to his job, wanting to turn him into a little version of himself. More intimidated than interested in the work his father was doing, Heath knew soon that he wasn’t fit for this job. When they found out Heath was a wizard, his father already suspected that he wasn’t going to be like him and ever since, he’s been disappointed in his son and wasn’t afraid to show it. His mother had always supported him, even though she only showed it after the alcohol weakened her mind. She was afraid what her husband would say if he knew, that’s why she only shares her secrets with Heath when she’s drunk.
Biography: Growing up more at his father’s work at the stock market in London than at home, Heath knew what was expected from him since an early age. Instead of a healthy interest though, he developed a fear. All the loud voices and the wild gestures frightened him, Heath knew very early on that this was not what he wanted to do later on, and being given the chance to escape was something he unknowingly longed for. He now had an excuse not to study economics and follow into his father’s steps, also knowing his father would not be happy about it.
Heath knew his mother was going to support him before she even admitted it. He’d loved the late nights when she came home, her breath reeking of alcohol but if it was the price to pay for the honest talks, he was willing to endure it. Ever since she told him of her initial dream, he wondered why she never followed it, especially when he saw how unhappy her decision made her. It was her support that made him feel alright with his own decision and when the acceptance letter came, Heath finally got his chance.
In those moment at Hogwarts, when he felt out of place, he just remembered that everybody had something good in themselves, even if they didn’t always show it. His mother was the living prove. Heath hoped that someday, even his father would be able to show his good side, but so far, he hadn’t. But it didn’t matter, because the boy was still willing to live his life to the fullest, with dreams that were far out of his reach. But why wouldn’t he be able to achieve it, if he just tried hard enough? He wasn’t one to give up his dream because he dreaded being as unhappy as his mother was right now.
Para Sample: As much as he loved free time, and there was plenty of that during the summer holidays, he didn’t like spending it at home. He loved his mother, he really did, and he certainly didn’t hate his father. But spending time with him was nothing but exhausting. Even after five years, he couldn’t accept that his son was a wizard and he still expected him to turn out just like him. That was how Heath ended up at the same place he hated the most. There were familiar faces all around him, but they seemed older. Not only older but to Heath, it seemed like they were living on repeat. Doing this all day made them seem more like a robot than an actual human being.
He just sat there, next to his father, wearing an itchy suit that seemed far too fancy for this job. Scrunching his eyebrows, he listened and tried to put some sense into the things he heard, but it just wasn’t working. It surprised him to realize how frustrated he was with the situation. While he observed his surroundings, he remembered an old memory of the one time he compared a zoo to his father’s job. With a slight chuckle he agreed with his younger self, it really did seem like it.
"Son, what are you laughing about? This is notgood, we’ve just lost one of our clients!” his father said in a hushed tone, with his eyebrows furrowed  and his nose crinkled, he looked at his son. With a quick shake of his head Heath apologized, his face switching from grinning into a frowning face – the same facial expression all the others wore. A little nod and nothing more was the answer he got, and it was all back to the same setting. Heath sighed, longingly staring at the clock. He had yet to endure it for two more hours, not sure how he was going to survive this torture.
"Well done, Dad, what a nice way to ruin my holidays", Heath muttered under his breath, wishing the holidays were over as soon as possible. He couldn’t stand listening to this, everyday, for at least a few hours. The sooner he told his father the truth about his future plans, the sooner this could be over, but how was Heath going to tell his father who was already disappointed for having a wizard as his son?
Questions or comments: None, except that this roleplay sounds really great and well executed so far.

What  a wonderful application, Carolin! You captured Heath’s character so well in your para sample and we are excited to see where you take him from here. Please go HERE for more information on the acceptance procedure. Welcome to Our Legacy!

-Admin Reid

OOC Information:

OOC Name: Carolin

OOC Age [16+]: 16

Timezone: CET

Rule Password: Removed.

IC Information:

Character Name: Heath Bishop

Year: Sixth

Age: 17

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Smith Remington 

is now on reserve by bloodyylust for 48 hours.

-Admin Reid



The app count has been updated.

The app count has been updated.


Round two of deciding a date for Operation Riot is here! This time, there are only two options, so if you’re one of the few who are able to participate at any time, then please choose the one you like the best. If you’re one of the people who chose the later May date in round one, then please choose the option from the list that you think you’d be able to attend more than the other, whether it be a day or two. Please go HERE to complete the survey.
Also, a reminder to those people who need to get their plots sorted, either with us or with other players, please do so as soon as possible, as time is now running out. We’re always on hand to help if you need it.

-Admin Lennon

Round two of deciding a date for Operation Riot is here! This time, there are only two options, so if you’re one of the few who are able to participate at any time, then please choose the one you like the best. If you’re one of the people who chose the later May date in round one, then please choose the option from the list that you think you’d be able to attend more than the other, whether it be a day or two. Please go HERE to complete the survey.

Also, a reminder to those people who need to get their plots sorted, either with us or with other players, please do so as soon as possible, as time is now running out. We’re always on hand to help if you need it.

-Admin Lennon



The role of EMERY JAMES has been accepted!

We loved your character, C.J! Emery is going to make a valuable addition to the roleplay, and we can’t wait for you to get started. Please go HERE for more information on the acceptance procedure. Welcome to Our Legacy!

-Admin Lennon

OOC Information:

OOC Name: C.J
OOC Age [16+]: 22
Timezone: PST
Rule Password: Removed

IC Information:

Character Name: Emery James
Year: Sixth
Age: 17
Faceclaim: Shailene Woodley

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House: What are your character’s thoughts on being sorted in their house?
Emery had no idea what being sorted into Hufflepuff meant when she first started at Hogwarts - she liked the colour yellow, and that was about the extent of her opinion. After reading some of her textbooks that gave her more information on the wizarding world, Hogwarts, and its houses, Emery came to be extremely proud to be a Hufflepuff. She saw their hardworking ways and tendency for loyalty and fairplay to correspond well with her own thoughts. She liked that they seemed more inclined toward fairness, peace, and kindness, rather than the quick-to-action Gryffindors or the duplicitous Slytherins.
Blood Status: What is their blood status and what are your character’s thoughts on it?
Emery is a muggleborn, and couldn’t be happier with that fact. She made peace with her blood status, even if - at first - some people sought to tear her down for it. Emery doesn’t see blood purity as a form of social hierarchy, but as beliefs held on by old generations and something used to treat others poorly. Emery is proud of her muggle roots, and will happily defend herself, or anyone else, on this matter.

Patronus: Can your character conjure a Patronus? Of what animal? Explain your choice.
Emery is unable to cast a patronus yet, due to the fact that she is behind most of her year in DADA: defensive magic, however useful, scares her, and she is always reluctant to master it. Her skill level is at least that of a fifth year, mostly because she takes time to become comfortable with the spells, to learn their uses and effects. One negative experience with a spell can repel her from using it again - she is extremely fussy about which spells she’ll perform. She’s managed to get by in her classes because of kind friends and professors, who see that she has talent, but fear is holding her back. Her patronus is therefore one of the spells that she hasn’t attempted, and thus doesn’t know what form it will take.
Boggart: What does your character fear? Why?
Emery’s boggart, or her worst fear, would be being trapped once more back in the train station as the bombing occurred when she was a little girl. Expressions of violence - whether it be bombs, physical punches, or magic - scare Emery, and thus her boggart would take the form of her being trapped in a small space, unable to escape, surrounded by destruction: things exploding, loud noises, and people fighting. Her fear doesn’t stem from an aversion to her own self being harmed - Emery isn’t afraid of pain - but instead the hate of the action; the brash, cruel, and extremely negative ways that it affects the world and the other people in it. Expressions of these things make her feel that same trapped and closed-in sensation she had during the London 2005 bombing - the feeling that she’d die, that others would die, because of someone else’s anger.

Family Relationships: What is your character’s relationship with their family like?
Emery doesn’t have a lot of family to speak of here - she doesn’t know her mother, only a few random facts about her. She wants to find her - to ask why she was left, why her mother couldn’t be a mother - but knows she might be best on her own. Her father is completely out of the picture, and his identity has never crossed her mind: she doesn’t care who her father is, and doesn’t care to know. The various aunts and uncles, as well as godparents and family friends, are all minor figures in Emery’s life: she was never with one long enough to form a strong connection, except perhaps her aunt Harriet, one woman just outside of London whom Emery would often return to if another aunt/uncle couldn’t be found. Aunt Harriet was a widow, who liked having Emery in her home, filling it once more with life and spirit; she pitied Emery’s situation, but due to her own depression after the loss of her partner, she couldn’t ever keep Emery for too long. On Emery’s behalf, she loved her aunt Harriet the best, and parting from her home was always the most difficult on to part with. Instead of family figures, Emery mostly relied on herself for her own guidance and support during childhood - she learned to take advice from books, and was always her own best friend. 
Past: From the moment that Emery James was born into the world, she became part of a national game of pass the parcel - never did she stay with one family long enough to put down roots or become attached to her family, friends she made, or rooms she occupied. Her mother had gotten pregnant during a one night stand and couldn’t bring herself to have an abortion, but she also knew that she wasn’t prepared to become a mother. Once Emery was born and held long enough in her mother’s arms for her mother to name her thus, she was shipped off to live with an aunt and uncle who had been trying to conceive for a long time. Here, Emery spent the majority of her early childhood, learning how to read and talk and ride a bicycle, with occasional months spent a few county’s over at another aunt’s home. Passed between the two until the age of five, it was then that Emery started to be sent across the country - to uncles or aunts who hadn’t be heard of in years; to godmothers who smiled when they saw her but passed her on after a few months; to family friends who took pity on the poor child and called her ‘love,’ but always apologized in a month’s time when she had to leave again. Some of Emery’s strongest childhood memories are of the times when she sailed on a boat from England to Ireland, and back again a year later. Travelling never worried Emery - but the unknown destination and family that she was about to enter into always sent her into a great deal of anxiety and stress. Never was Emery mistreated by her guardians: they always done their utmost to make her comfortable and safe, but it never lasted, and everyone knew it. At times, Emery wanted to find her mother and see if she was ready to take her back - if perhaps she regretted giving Emery away, but there never seemed like a good time to ask her guardians, nor did she think that anyone knew where her mother even was.

At times, Emery thought the world was a hard place to be because of how unfair it was that she had to always move around, but opening a history book or diving into the thoughts of a protagonist of a fiction book reminded Emery that she had it pretty good. She was always fed, clothed, and housed, and it was in this way that she started to think more optimistically - or attempt to, at least until she was caught up in the London bombings of 2005. Trapped and terrified, alone, Emery emerged with only a few scratches and cuts, but saw things that she can never forget. The terrorist attacks changed Emery in a way that made her almost hell-bent on being optimistic, peaceful, and against violence in all forms - which also hindered her when she was sent her letter to Hogwarts and started her classes. Defense Against the Dark Arts was not only her worst subject, but gave her anxiety attacks when students were paired up and asked to duel. Emery managed to pass the class with the help of her friends, a select few who knew her trouble and helped her in private but also in class, with less violent forms of duelling than the others practiced. Sorted into Hufflepuff, Emery found these friends were her true family: harding working and loyal, they were never going to leave her, and for once, she allowed herself to place roots and settle into a life of normality. 
Personality: Emery is considered by most to be a free spirit: she shrugs off cares and worries like they’re nothing more than fleeting problems, and instead chooses to focus her time on positive things that interest her and keep her happy. This exterior of carefree optimism is only half of Emery’s personality: while it isn’t an act, it is something that she developed over time as a defense mechanism, and later, something that she came to grow into. Emery tries to exude calm and peace because so much of her life has been focused on being unsettled and disruptive. She is passionate about history and literature, and tries to gather as much knowledge about her as she can on these subjects, looking for excitement in more passive forms. When it comes to her studies, Emery is hard working, and when it comes to her friends, she’s loyal: but her first defense is always to run and save herself. While this is more of a knee-jerk reaction than selfishness, Emery wishes she was braver than she actually is - but past experiences have taught her that she isn’t strong enough to handle trouble, whether it be physically or emotionally. Longing to be better in defense and duelling, Emery still shies away from that side of magic because of how violent it is: her naturally peaceful nature and aim to be tranquil directly conflicts with this magic. She knows that she has to get better in order to protect herself and her friends, but every time she tries, she shuts down - panic and anxiety are two things that Emery is no stranger to, and often overwhelm her when it comes to violence. For this reason, Emery hides with her history books and inside fiction - shunning the world and putting on a happy face is much easier than dealing with reality.
Para Sample: In character para samples are required. Third person, past tense. Minimum of 300 words.
The train carriage swayed from side to side, constantly knocking the head that leaned against the glass, making Emery scowl and sit up straighter, her back cracking as she did so. They had been travelling for hours now - at least six - and with at least another four to go, Emery was already growing a painful kink in her back. She stood up, stretching her arms high over her head and sighing when she felt it release a little. This was what she was good at, she decided - travelling. Since she had been born, Emery had been travelling all over the country, from Scotland to England to Wales and, for a year, over to Ireland and back. The travel part had never bothered her - she loved seeing so much of the country, and for that, she was thankful; some people spent their whole lives in own county, never experiencing the trees and people and food that various places had to offer. It was only in the last few years that Emery had found a home worth settling down for: Hogwarts. Currently in her summer holiday after fifth year, she was on a train headed north from London, and her guardian for the duration of the break was to be an uncle that she’d boarded with a few years ago. He was nice, a little dull, but Emery was grateful that anyone had accepted her - Hogwarts, and she supposed McGonagall, always somehow organised for her to go somewhere, and Emery never ceased in her appreciation.
In her own compartment, Emery could move about as she pleased. Though she had no stable home to go to, there always seemed to be enough money coming from a bank account - and that allowed her some small luxuries like new clothes when her old ones were worn thin, or a private carriage on a train. Emery assumed that her mother had set the account up, and it was one of the only links to her that she had - there was no photograph, no address, no memory. Just money. Quickly shrugging off the bitter thought, just like she’d trained herself to do, Emery grabbed her coat and purse and walked from the compartment, intent on finding the food cart. Normally she would stock up on food before boarding, but the Hogwarts express had gotten in later than usual, and she’d had to run to make her own train back up north. After exploring the train and grabbing her food, she quickly retreated back to her compartment, eager to start a book that one of her friends had given her for Christmas. Flopping onto one of the benches, she opened the book, hands smoothing across the cover, thinking of home (Hogwarts) and her friends there; she missed them, and it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours. She missed the smell of food cooking in the kitchens and waking her up of a morning; she missed going for a run on the grounds, throwing around a quaffle, sitting on the sun seat in her dorm and reading until the sun set.
Frowning now at the much less nice train compartment, Emery ran her fingers through her hair. As much as she liked to pretend that these things didn’t get to her, they did; she felt like she was a ticking time bomb of emotional secrets, each small one building up to something bigger. What would happen when she ran out of room? Fidgeting nervously in her seat, Emery focused her gaze out the window, taking in deep breaths. Meditation - or her version of it - always helped her compartmentalize better. She could deal with her eyes closed, when there was nothing but the air in her lungs and the darkness behind her eyes. When she opened them again, she found that everything was alright - she was alive, and she’d be returning to her friends soon enough. Emery knew, logically speaking, that the stress of moving once more to a new home was getting to her, and she quickly turned to the first chapter of her book, intent on distracting herself. Emery never tried to worry unless it was important, and where the train stopped was not in her power. Taking a deep breath again, steadying herself, she started reading, passing the hours by with the train swaying back and forth, almost rocking her in comfort against the pangs and torments of a life without a home or a family to call her own.

The role of EMERY JAMES has been accepted!

We loved your character, C.J! Emery is going to make a valuable addition to the roleplay, and we can’t wait for you to get started. Please go HERE for more information on the acceptance procedure. Welcome to Our Legacy!

-Admin Lennon

OOC Information:

OOC Name: C.J

OOC Age [16+]: 22

Timezone: PST

Rule Password: Removed

IC Information:

Character Name: Emery James

Year: Sixth

Age: 17

Faceclaim: Shailene Woodley

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