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Stained Glass Saints || OPEN Jan 22, 2013 10:55:33 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2013 10:55:33 GMT -8

There was something so perfect about the way that the sun peaked over the stained glass window in the library...something so perfect...and yet so horribly eye-opening to this conclusion:
 It was morning.

Jack Campbell felt the sun touch his face as he slowly lifted it out of the page that he had been lying on for the past eight hours. There was a thin circle of drool that lay on the book, letting him know that he had indeed been passed out for at least a couple of hours. How he had managed to fall asleep in the library, the world would never know. Didn’t they normally kick people out who spent too much time here? In a rush of panic, he slammed his head upwards, looking for his prized possession camera that he knew should have been on the table. ’What if someone stole it?’ Jack thought with panic. Not fully awake, it took him a few moments to realize that the camera was sitting right there in front of him, where he had left it.

The Gryffindor took the camera into his hands and then slammed it into his lap, happy that it was once again in his possession and not just lying around like some old hunk of junk. His eyes shifted over to the desk where Madame Pince sat there, her beady eyes watching him. Merlin, she was creepy when it was just the two of them...

”You slept here.”

[/b] Her voice was squawky like a bird and Jack put his hands over his ears, trying to use them as ear muffs. It was too early for all of this insanity.

He was quite aware that he had slept in the library, evidenced by his drool-circle, extreme neck ache, and the fact that his camera was sitting out in broad day-light without theft protection, ”I am aware, you could have woken me up, Pince.”[/b] He retorted as he slammed his book-pillow shut.

”Oh I know.”[/b]

”You know? Merlin you-”[/b] Jack managed to cut himself off before he said something uncommonly rude to the woman that stood behind the desk. With a scoff, Madame Pince shrugged off, presumably to go shelve some of the books that were piling up around her desk area. Jack gathered all of his stuff, throwing it into his satchel and threw his camera over his neck. he was going to get out of her and get some real sleep...hopefully in his own bed this time.

However, instead of leaving the library like he had so fully intended, Jack became entranced by the stained glass window that had been the source of his wake-up call. The light was perfect, reflecting off the different colored class pieces and casting a rainbow of colors onto the tiled floor of the library. He knelt down, moving his camera upwards as he caught the light at just the right angle. He snapped a few pictures - just the regular unmoving muggle kind - and grinned to himself. He couldn’t wait to develop these babies; they were going to be perfection.

It was then that someone passed in front of his camera lens and the light reflected off of their face. He snapped the picture before he realized the obstruction and immediately pulled the camera away from his eyes, ”Oye! Watch where you’re going! Can’t you see some of us are trying to work here?”[/b] He demanded at the person that now stood in front of him.
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Stained Glass Saints || OPEN Jan 22, 2013 12:43:55 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2013 12:43:55 GMT -8

Ayumi was free, surprisingly. She had some homework she needed to finish, and Ted, her unofficial English tutor, had no idea about the Japanese language, so she had to look for something in the library. She needed a book for Potions that she didn't have, and so she went to the library. It was early, and most people were still at breakfast. She had decided to take advantage of that and, after conversing a bit with her twin, made her way there. She looked around a few minutes, spying an older Gryffindor looking around. She paid him no mind as she went to look for the book she wanted.

There! She saw it! As she made her way there, she had put everything else out of her mind. As she approached, she saw that it was too high for her to reach. She stopped in front of the shelf when a click came from nearby. She turned just as the boy began to yell, a confused look on her face. "Sumimasen," she told him. "I... I did not see you there." Her speach was still rather halting, as her English lessons hadn't really begun. She'd only been in Hogwarts a week at most, after all. And she'd only known Ted for a few days. She turned and pointed to the book, leather-bound like the rest, but with a dark purple cover. "Can you reach that book for me?" she asked him slowly. "I need it to finish my Potions homework." She was having to play catch-up, and as such was doing a Potions history assignment Slughorn had given her in order to make up the grades she wouldn't have for the first month she missed.

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Stained Glass Saints || OPEN Jan 22, 2013 18:01:35 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2013 18:01:35 GMT -8

Ugh. The last thing that Marlene wanted to do today was be trapped indoors, but she knew she had to play catch-up today. It was the weekend—she wanted to be outside, glorying in the late-autumn weather, enjoying the last rays of sunshine she could before the snow descended upon the grounds and ruined her outdoors-time. Not that the thick blanketing of that white stuff had ever really gotten in her way when it came to things like, say, Quidditch practices—solo or with her team—but it always took at least some of the joy out of it. But then again, she thought as she begrudgingly left her common room, that would mean Saturdays of snow angels, snowmen, and snowball wars, which was never necessarily a bad thing. She grinned as she began planning her strategy for the first war. She would likely be up against James, and she mentally began preparing her top picks for her own team…

And this kept her mind more than occupied all the way to the library. It was upon coming to the doors there, that she remembered why she was there at all, and that wiped the grin straight away from her face. Ugh came through her mind once more. She had a potions essay, plus one for transfiguration, plus two of them for transfiguration. She’d neglected the last one but—McGonagall had been kind enough to allow her to turn it in late, once she explained she’d spent her normal homework time preparing for the Wizard Cup interviewing process… Marlene chewed her lip as she walked into the library, her thoughts on that ordeal. She wondered how she had done against the other girls of her own house—particularly the only one she could see as competition, her best friend. Which of them would win? And which of the chosen champions would win the cup itself? These were the questions that haunted Marlene when her mind wandered to the prestigious event.

And that was when she got grouched at.

A heavy frown appeared on her face and she grouched right back: ”Ach, watch yourself, camera boy,” she said, her words slipping into brogue as they sometimes did when she became agitated. Marlene huffed at her housemate, ticked off enough she was stuck at the library to do homework, and more so that he’d grouched at her. Also, the sun was in her eyes. A rather annoying state to be in, when you combined it all. And, of course, that was when she saw the other girl. Younger, but another fellow lion… the one who’d been a transfer from Japan just a week ago and spoke basically no English. Ugh. She gave Jack a sharp look for saying such a thing to the sweet little thing, and smiled widely at her. ”Don’t mind him, he’s just a grump. I’m Marlene. Do you need any help with that?” She nodded at Jack. ”I mean, once Jackie here gets you that book,” she said as she guided Ayumi towards a study-table, smiling pleasantly.

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Stained Glass Saints || OPEN Jan 23, 2013 12:50:44 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2013 12:50:44 GMT -8

‘Dammit,’ Jack had been hoping that it wasn’t someone like Ayumi....She was a sweet little thing, a third year if he remembered correctly. She was the kind of person that Jack had a real hard time being so abrasive with. And the cherry on top was the fact that she was still desperately struggling with her English. She apologized and Jack immediately dropped his camera to his neck and stood up from the ground, ”Don’t worry about it,”

[/b] Jack said, obviously butchering the correct Japanese pronunciation of the girl’s last name. He didn’t particularly have a good understanding of other cultures...nor did he really pay them much mind. He was a regular old English chap and that was that in his mind.

He was about to pick up the camera and shoot another shot when none other than Marlene McKinnon wandered into his view point. ‘Could this day get off to any rougher of a start?’ Marly was always just as grumpy as he was, if not more. He eyed her up and down before pushing off of his knee and standing up, camera still in his hands, ”Careful what kind of faces you make, Quidditch Chick, they might stick like that-”[/b] He said as he snapped a quick picture of her face in that moment. That would be a keeper. He realized that she was insulting him to the girl that stood there and he raised both of his eyebrows at her, ”C’mon now; I’m not all bad. I can be pretty charming when I want to be. Don’t mind her, Aymui, she’s just had the biggest crush on me since her first year.”[/b] Jack raised his camera and managed to snap another picture of Marlene glaring at him, ”Jack Campbell. Resident Hogwarts Photographer.”[/b] He introduced himself to the younger girl, but she still seemed preoccupied by the book that was on the shelf.

He realized that Ayumi had been asking him to help her get down a book and he immediately nodded his head, ”Slughorn’s got you playing catch up, huh?”[/b] He asked the girl as he stood on his tip-toes and grabbed the dark purple book and pulled it down to her level. He knew that she had just transferred a couple of days ago from some far off place in Japan...or at least, that was what he had heart through Rita Skeeter’s grape vine. Not that he should trust anything that came out of the lips of that woman, but it was a start.

Jack turned around to hand the book to the girl, only to find that Marlene had stollen her and taken her off to some table in the corner. He could only roll his eyes. If Marly thought for one minute that he was going to let her bad-mouth him the entire time that they sat there gossiping then she was wrong. He would just have to sit right there with them, he resolved, ”Here you are, miss.”[/b] Jack said and flashed her one of his most charming grins. He took it upon himself to sit down at the table next to Ayumi so that she was in-between he and Marlene.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify]

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Stained Glass Saints || OPEN Jan 24, 2013 12:39:02 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2013 12:39:02 GMT -8

When the boy mentioned Quidditch, Ayumi looked quickly at the girl. "Marlene-sempai, you are on the Quidditch team?" she asked, eyes wide. "Do you know when tryouts are? I do not have a broom, but I know how to play! We played Quidditch in our free time at Majo Gakuen. Though only students older than fourteen were able to join the school's team." The boy, Jack, got the book down for her after a moment. She nodded and took it from him. "Arigato," she said.

After Marlene led her to a study table, Ayumi shook her head. "I was able to find a translating spell to help me with homework," she said. She pulled out a piece of parchment with some caligraphy on it. She'd written it down in sounds, so she would be able to read it later. "It was in one of the advanced spellbooks from one of the sempai, but the person helped me practice." She looked at the parchment again and folded it back up, rethinking. "But using a spell will not help me learn English..." She sighed quietly and opened the book to the page Slughorn had requested. It was a history of a specific potion that she needed to do an essay on... The Lucky Potion that he'd shown her the first day she'd came in after school for remedial lessons. She still couldn't pronounce the name of the potion, though.