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Poise, Miss Fawley!  PV | Eris Fawley   Closed 

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IT was the day after Eris Fawley had approached Katerina in the Great Hall, and to be quite honest, it was beautiful on top of that. The sky was void of any fluffy white clouds, and the sun was just reaching its peak in the sky. It had to be at least fifteen degrees outside, which was relatively warm for Scotland, and the castle must have had some sort of air conditioning or something because for once Katya wasn't unbearably hot. She walked quickly yet gracefully down the hallway, taking a right and then a quick left before she finally came into the library.

THIS was where Katya had told Eris to meet up with her. Rows upon rows of chestnut bookcases stood tall and stacked up to the high ceiling. They were full for the most part, only having gaps where students have plucked out a book to borrow for a small duration of time. Gold embellishments were on the top and bottom of swirly columns that were beside each bookshelf, and the windows that let in light were high up in the deeper parts of the area, though by the tables that people sat at, they were large and closer to the ground.

SHE didn't venture too far into the area, taking a seat at the closest unoccupied table. The wood was cold against her thighs - she had decided on wearing a   flow-y black dress underneath a black cardigan with knee-high socks, not quite armour against cold furniture. She didn't bring anything with her, except for herself, what she was wearing, and the headband on her head. Which was actually kind of tight and uncomfortable. For the time being, she took it off, holding it in front of her on the table. She fiddled with the hairpiece between her two hands, pursing her lips as she thought over her plan.

THE abundance of old books produced a sweet aroma that only the pages of a book could hold. It comforted her in the way her father's hug would, made her feel at home. In her dad's office back in Russia, he had books upon books filled with all sorts of knowledge on potions. Katya personally couldn't quite understand everything in them yet, it was a little confusing, but she was determined to get a hang of it one day. She had actually stolen one of those books off of her father's bookshelf, and it hid underneath her mattress. It was the second piece to what she had asked Eris to retrieve for her.

HONESTLY, the whole ordeal these two girls were going through now was far too much. After all, if Katya just grew up and told her family what had happened, she would be fine. But of course she wouldn't, she had seen the way they treated people that weren't at least half-blood wizards or witches. Even worse for squibs. So what would that mean for Katya, if she actually came out and told them about it? Nothing good, she knew that for sure.

 SNAPPING back to reality, Katya looked from her shiny white headband to the large doors of the library, purposefully avoiding looking at the librarian by their desk. When was this girl going to come? Was she running late for a reason? Lunch initiated in the Great Hall ten minutes ago. Was she bailing because she couldn't get the guts to snatch those potion ingredients? It would be a relief for Katya - less time suffering with intolerable, uncivilized people such as this girl. Of course, all of these thoughts she would keep to herself. Although she had bad thoughts on people and things, her honesty didn't quite show through a hundred percent.

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Notes: This is really bad but I hope it's enough for you to play off of ):
Last edited by Olivia Blackburn on 26th July 2018, 5:34 pm, edited 4 times in total.

- In Noctem Animam Meam

Poise, Miss Fawley!  PV | Eris Fawley   Closed 

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To say she was worried about meeting with the Petrov girl would be a massive understatement. Weekends were not meant to be spent studying dull things, or were they meant to be spent in the company of people that weren't friends. Yet, here Eris was, doing both of those things for a Grandmother that she hardly knew, though the promise of a home filled her with a sense of glee that made the impossible idea of learning about etiquette seem less painful.

The message had been clear enough. Meet Katya in the library, At least she was in the comforting library, surrounded by a wide expanse of books. If all else failed Eris could ignore the girl's lesson, and read a book or two. Alas, that wouldn't leave a good taste in the mouth of Eris's grandmother, who, the little red head was feeling more and more scared of by the moment. The trival things mattered to Eris now, like the outfit she had put on in the morning, attempting to rival, or at least match the outfits her new teacher wore on off days.

Thus in the spirits of attempting to look nice, Eris had dressed herself with a plain white shirt with jeans she had found. Not exactly a picture perfect outfit, but it was better than nothing. At least she hadn't shown up in her school robes, or in her threadbare brown jacket--which she tended to wear to most occasions. But due to spending the Holidays with the Harringtoms, and a short trip to Diagon Alley, Eris had been able to buy the plain outfit she was currently wearing, to her growing embarrassment, as she traveled through the shelves of the library.

Of course, Eris had not gained the ingredients for the wolfsbane potion. Not yet, at least. A day was not enough time to plan and succeed in stealing ingredients from the cunning professor of potions. Eris felt a particular apprehension about stealing from the man, who was a harsh grader, but an amusing teacher nonetheless. She had gotten in trouble with teachers enough in the past few days to want to risk it again. Although, Eris had confided her plan in her close friend, Dorian Grey, and the two were attempting to figure out a way to work around the terrifying elven professor, and his strangely large vocabulary. (It was strange how it was almost like he was using thesaurus.com in every sentence) They would go down in trouble making history if they managed to steal from Fain, and Eris would be able to gain the Petrov girl's classes and trust, which would lead her to gain her Grandmother's trust, and eventual acceptance to her household.

Sitting down in the seat next to Katya, Eris allowed herself to breath deeply, savoring the comforting aroma of the library, and falling over into the chair, exhaustion and worry causing her to slouch slightly. As a greeting, Eris nodded her head, and looked down at the table instead of meeting the girl's eyes.

"Your potion ingredients will be delivered soon, thank you for doing this." Eris said shortly, jitters making her unable to say more than a few words to the fearsome Slytherin girl, who's very lessons were Eris's lifeline for the summer holidays.
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IT had only taken five minutes for the Fawley girl to show up to the Library, and it was safe to say that Katya was surprised that she had made it on time. She smiled at her, taking in the appearance she took. It wasn't the most favourite of the Russian girl's looks, but it wasn't too bad either. At least she wasn't as dull to wear school robes on the weekends, as far as Katya knew. She then turned in her seat to face the other girl better, her eyes going to the red tendrils of short hair that framed her face.

"DO not sit like that." Was the first thing that the girl with black hair said in the conversation, not bothering to thank Eris back or even respond to her earlier statement. She was aware that it would end up taking time, but she definitely needed it before the next full moon. They had about a month until then. At least she was getting the ingredients in the first place, Katya just hoped she would be able to brew it. Her little hands went to the other girl's shoulder that was closest to her and the middle of her back, forcing her to sit in a straight posture.

"TODAY is about posture. Poise. The most essential part of being any type of proper." She explained, scootching back her chair and standing up, heading over to the closest book shelf to grab a few hard cover books. She took up about four in her arms, two on each side so she wouldn't drop them. They were thick, and with how uncultured Eris seemed to be, it would take them some time to be able to use all four. "In events, you must stand tall so that you stand out. You don't want to be overshadowed by some half-blood, Merlin forbid." She muttered the last part, though she was sure the other girl could have heard if she wanted to.

"WELL then, stand up! Let's get started." Yekaterina announced, settling the books on the table. She placed her hand on the first one before taking it up, placing it on top of her head. She had been doing this since she was old enough to understand - so from the age of four. She let go, and it sat perfectly still on her head. "It is all about posture. If it is right, then the book will stay, yes? But mess up and," She paused, imitating the other girl's posture from earlier. The book slipped from the top of her head, and she caught it in her hand, looking back to the other girl, "It do not work. Understand? Now you try." She directed, placing the book back down on the short stack.

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Last edited by Olivia Blackburn on 26th July 2018, 5:40 pm, edited 3 times in total.

- In Noctem Animam Meam

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Do not sit like what? She was sitting perfectly fine. Was there a way to sit in a chair that was correct, that was more regal? How stupid was that? Frowning, Eris let out a gasp at the intrusion of the other girl's cold fingers on her shoulders. The shock and mild force caused her to sit up straight, back straining in the process of pushing up her back and spine. Her mind was reeling from the pressure, feeling uncomfortable at the way the other girl had touched her shoulder so carelessly, as if the gesture meant nothing. In Eris's mind, every touch, every gesture, was important and precious. Eris had just barely gotten used to the idea of hugs, and had just given out her first hug to Kaegen. Touching people still made her scared, the awkwardness of living on the streets rubbing off on her friendships at Hogwarts. Oh well, it was not the time to dwell on simple moments. This was the time to learn how to properly please her grandmother, and with that in mind, Eris regarded Katya.

Still straining to hold the position that Katya had instructed her to hold, Eris raised an eyebrow at the mention of poise, watching the girl pick up books from the shelves. The books were thick, looked interesting to read, but yet, Eris had the feeling the two girls were not going to do much reading in their session. Perhaps it was the expression on Katya's face, or it was the way she talked as she dropped the books down and demanded Eris to get up.

Eris took a moment to stand up, look of confusion on her face. Why would she want to show up a half-blood? What was wrong with a half blood wizard? She had heard the rumors around school, the way purebloods looked down upon those who weren't one of their brood, but the little red head had never understood them. What was the point of hating other people? There had to be a reason. Were muggle borns and halfbloods so bad? Eris had no idea, but decided to take Katya's word for it. The other girl was, clearly, much wiser than Eris.

Forcing herself to her feet, Eris watched in awe as Katya put the book on her head, standing tall and proud, as the book balanced on her head, than watched as the book flew off her head as she slouched over. Excitement coursed through Eris at the idea of balancing a book on her head, and with tentative movements, she took the book off the top of the stack, and held her head up high, placing the book on her head.

Still staying mostly quiet, Eris felt a rush of happiness as the book stuck on her head for a moment, and she found herself realizing how simple it was. All one had to do was stand straight, and stand straight she did, not moving as a smile graced her face. "I think I've got it-" She declared, but the movement of her mouth caused Eris to lose her concentration and send the book flying into her hands. "I mean, I had it." She said wistfully, staring up at Katya, as if to prove that she did, indeed, have the book on her head for more than a few seconds.

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A smirk came across Katya's face as Eris gasped at the feel of her touching her shoulder. It would take a lot of effort to make the girl into something that a pureblood elitist such as her own family would accept, but it shouldn't be too bad. In fact, it should be mildly entertaining at the least. Katya could have fun with this - if it weren't so boring for herself. She wasn't her tutors or mother, she didn't enjoy teaching things to people who were obviously clueless. Hopefully Eris picked things up quickly, because Katya was not going to do more than one class on a subject. 

AS Eris put the book atop her head, Katya took leisure to lean against the edge of the table. Since the table was built for, well... taller people, the edge came up to about her lower back when she was standing upright. When she leaned, it rested on the middle of her back, digging in between the vertebrae of her spine. She kept her eyes trained on her as she placed a single book on her head, and held it there for a few moments, surprisingly enough. Katya crossed her arms over her chest, nodding towards the book on the floor.

"NOW pick it up," She instructed, scrunching up her nose. An itch on her arm caused her to uncross them, scratching at the spot that itched before walking up to Eris. "Here, this is how you stand so it won't fall. And then just try to become statue. Yes?"

WITH that being said, Katya stood next to Eris, looking taller than she really was due to her straightened back as well as knees. Her chin was up, eyes focused on a window that was directly at her eye-level so that she wouldn't tilt it neither up or down. Of course she didn't expect Eris to mimic her perfectly enough to succeed, so Katya took it upon herself to adjust her properly. After all, if you want to do something right, you'd might as well do it yourself.

HER hand gripped one of the other girl's shoulders, while the other was placed on her spine, making sure that her back was straight - whether or not she was succeeding at that in the moment. After she was convinced it was good, she put her hand under her chin and tilted it up while looking from a side angle, observing to see when it was straight. 

"OKAY," Katya phrased once she was sure that Eris was properly situated, "Try now." She took a few steps back, directing herself back to their table with the books on it. She leaned back against it as she had done previously, watching to see if the girl would be able to hold it for longer now. It was only one book, so it shouldn't be too hard, even if she moved a slight bit.

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- In Noctem Animam Meam

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How often was it that little girls dream about being princesses? Eris had not been one of them, she had never been the type of child to dream of royalty. The term one could use to describe Eris would be a tom boy, even if Eris's favorite color was pink, and she enjoyed playing dress up with Rhea Bishop, one of Eris's closest friends in the huge castle. While Eris's sister had dreamed in hues of periwinkle and baby pink, Eris had dreamed of dragons, of magical stories, and superheroes from other worlds, come to save citizens from lives of boredom. Belladonna had spent her childhood prancing around the small London flat, as if it were a Castle, and she was it's princess. The rare pence that was spent on the two girls was wasted on Disney Princess gowns, Barbie princess movies, and other trivial princess-like pursuits. Eris hadn't minded, not if it was an excuse to put down her books and watch Belladonna squeal with excitement, finally happy.

Belladonna hadn't been a happy child. The only times that Bella had been happy were when she was playing princess, or in the twin's room, late at night, when Eris's magic was unleashed in strange bouts of energy. It hadn't been an ideal life for either of the two twins, but they had both found escape in fantasy--whether it was through princesses or hidden magic.

All those stupid little girls with dreams of princesses were dumb, even Bella. They had never actually attempted to be like one, which was what Eris felt learning about pure blood culture was. She was practically a princess, returning to her kingdom after being kidnapped by the big bad witch. The parallels were all there. Magic, evil witches, and estranged family members. Eris's life was shaping up to be a grand fantasy novel, if she just managed to learn how to balance a book on her head and pass the first lesson. Katya's patience seemed to be waning, as Eris snapped out of her thoughts and listened to the other girl with rapt attention, lithe body straining to stay straight, as she picked up the book and held it in small hands, frowning.

Attempting to hold herself up as high as she could, which was pathetic considering Eris's small height and habit of slouching, Eris allowed Katya to touch her shoulders and position her, even though her teeth gritted together in an attempt not to snap at the girl. Eris really wasn't comfortable with complete and utter strangers touching her, but Eris said nothing. She would have to stay still and listen, if only for her grandmother's sake.

When Katya released her, Eris held the book up on her head, standing completely still. The book stayed on her head, maybe from the girl's sheer will alone, but it didn't matter. It stayed, stagnant on her head. When Eris was sure she was steady on her feet, she took a few steps forward, making it three steps before the book fell off her head and landed in Eris's hands, which were already out to catch the book as it dropped.

"Not so bad this time."

Eris commented, faint smile lingering on her lips.

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