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Jan 2, 2017 0:48:17 GMT 8
Post by LORCAN ELIJAH SCAMANDER on Jan 2, 2017 0:48:17 GMT 8
Was Lorcan particularly a good kid? No, in fact there was no question about it, especially if you paid attention to his record of detentions and possible near expulsions. The elder of the Scamander twins had a sense of adventure, he didn't like being in one place. He never had, it may have been something that he'd gotten from his great grandfather. He had promised his mother that he would finsih with Hogwarts, not that it'd be incredibly difficult for the boy who only took a very small amount of classes. He was pretty sure if there was a minimum of classes one could take, he had reached it.
Ever since Lorcan had reached the age of seventeen with his license to apparate, he would find himself sneaking out of the castle more and more for his adventures. He would often ask Lysander to cover for him. Besides he spent so much time in the forbidden forest, who would have found him even if he wasn't in London.
Today was one of those days where Lorcan did not want to sit at school through boring lessons all day. No, he wanted to get out and live. It was why he found himself sneaking out to Hogsmeade before apparating to Diagon Alley. He loved Diagon Alley. He had taken a small handful of galleons, sickles and knuts before leaving down to Hogsmeade. He dressed in a deep blue cloak with his black pants and a white shirt before heading down. He could get Elim some treats and some food while he was in Diagon Alley.
Once he was in Diagon Alley, he first went into Flourish and Blotts to look for a book that he wanted on magical creatures. Having a great grandfather write one of the most prominent books in the magical creature world was helpful but sometimes he liked to read other's takes on them. That was most likely what he was going to do with his career. He wanted more perspectives than what was written in his great grandfather's book, he wanted to know all that he could so that he could improve upon it further. Once he found the book he purchased it and then made his way to Eeylops. Even though Elim was a bat, he enjoyed owl treats. He'd have to stop by the Magical Menagerie later to pick up the food he wanted for Elim. He always stopped by Eeylops for the treats though, they had the best around.
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EEylops Owl Emporium Owlet Trainer
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Jan 12, 2017 18:11:59 GMT 8
Post by GIDGET ANABEL HALE on Jan 12, 2017 18:11:59 GMT 8
 Been trying to speak for weeks and weeks. Open my mouth,
All that comes out is white noise and incomprehensible sounds, At nineteen Gidget had been on her own (at least in theory) for two years. It was strange to think that she wasn't exactly that same doe eyed girl from Winnipeg Manitoba. She had lived and loved across the world, she had studied creatures and did what she could to be friend as many people as she could encounter it seemed. Even if two years seemed like a new lifetime for Gidget she knew there were still many adventures still awaiting her in the world, after all even London was still new to the teenager since she had only moved there in March.
Gidget felt lucky to have been hired on at Eeylops, having been an Ilvermorny dropout she had a rather limited skill set to offer. She had spent her morning tending to the newly hatched owlets, they were a demanding lot but Gidget loved tending to the little birds. Honestly working at Eeylops hardly felt like a job, so often it felt like she was getting paid to play with a bunch of owls. Though she was expected to help teach them the proper manners of being a wizard's owl.
With her work day coming to a close Gidget found her mind drifting, what would she do for the rest of her night? Sometimes she tried to stay late at work, co-workers often the first replacement for friends when you had yet to make too many. As she thought more about her options for the night her eyes looked around the store and she spotted a blonde male. He was looking among the treat selection they offered. Gidget made her way over to him and too a glance at what he was drawn to among the choices. "Do you need any help? Some owls are rather picky about their treats, but we have something for even the most finicky owls!" |
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Feb 19, 2017 20:12:21 GMT 8
Post by LORCAN ELIJAH SCAMANDER on Feb 19, 2017 20:12:21 GMT 8
Lorcan had continued to browse quietly. Elim might as well had been an owl at the rate he liked owl treats. He seemed lost in his own thoughts when a voice gave him a bit of a start. ”Do you need any help? Some owls are rather picky about their treats, but we have something for even the most finicky owls!” Lorcan glanced up to the girl that belonged to the American accent. She was a pretty girl, a bit older, but pretty
Elim was a strange bat, Lorcan would never understand why a bat would like owl treats but anything to make him happy. Lorcan had definitely received the love of creatures from his mother and his father. His great grandfather had a large influence on his feelings of magical creatures as well. The famed Newt Scamander couldn’t have grandchildren or great grandchildren and not leave his love with those around him. Lorcan idolized his great grandfather and anytime that was spent with him was spent happily learning all that he could.
”Elim doesn’t care what treats he has, but you guys have the most avast selection, I always have to see what’s available,” Lorcan told the girl, ”what treat would you recommend for a bat that would rather eat anything but bat food?” He grinned at the silly thought. Would he sound crazy talking about feeding his bat owl treats. To be fair with Elim being a Flying Fox Bat it was hard to argue with a bat that looked like a small dog with wings with a four foot wingspan.
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Oct 5, 2017 12:30:24 GMT 8
Post by GIDGET ANABEL HALE on Oct 5, 2017 12:30:24 GMT 8
Been trying to speak for weeks and weeks. Open my mouth,
All that comes out is white noise and incomprehensible sounds, Gidget listened carefull as the young man explained what he was looking for and she could hardly help but crack grin as his issue came to light.
"A bat that doesn't want to eat bat food, now that is something I think I might be able to help with!" It wasn't that she was well versed in caring for bats - but she did care for a lot of animals. Still she found herself feeling rather giddy at the idea that this boy had a pet bat! Amazing!
"Have to tried giving him sweet foods, bats do love their fruits - sweet toothed creatures really - unless that's what he dislikes, which would make him a rather silly bat - but I can respect it, not everyone likes fruit so why should a bat. So, I'd say go for the fruity treats, see if he's about it or not."
Okay so maybe she really didn't know what she was talking about but it sound good enough to her, and hey he admitted his pet was picky in his own way - as in against his own foods. "I'm Gidget, and if there is anything else I can help you with or another suggestion I can make just let me know - I can even get you all sorted when your done."
Of course she wanted to ask more about his bat but not all the people that came into the shop where keen to carry on with her. Not everyone understood the Canadian's rather forward and friendly nature.
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