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Myra Odell
 Posted: Mar 27 2017, 04:57 PM
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It didn't seem to matter how long the woman stayed on the grounds, the sights of games, food tents and rides kept her bubbly with excitement. The flower maze had been absolutely stunning with all its twists and dead ends, and all its blooming flowers and bright colors that dotted the walls of the maze. The garden at its center had been just as breathtaking, the divine, floral smells still lingering in her nose. She had spent perhaps far too much time around the food tents, and even longer around the area where she had heard a cooking competition was going to take place. Myra had mentally saved the date, a little sad she couldn't compete herself but elated at just the thought of seeing young and aspiring chefs and bakers compete. It was something she wouldn't have wanted to miss it, even if it meant keeping her shop closed for a day so she could see it.

That was the biggest pro to being the owner of her own shop. The former badger could choose her hours, and set her own schedule, including choosing when to close as she wanted or, in most cases, needed. The arrival of a carnival probably wasn't the best reason to cut her shop hours in half, or to not even plan on opening, but the witch reasoned that it wasn't everyday she could experience a carnival so close to home. That, and Myra thought she deserved a bit of break after working through the holidays. She had even finished her winter project and successfully documented it to completion in her personal journal. After all the work she put into the cake, the woman felt she had earned a few personal days to treat herself.

It was almost a shame that the carnival would leave eventually, the days so far not feeling quite long enough to fully allow Myra to enjoy all that the place had to offer. She had, admittedly, spent all her time so far either staring wonderstruck at the activities she could participate in, and in causing a small bit of trouble along with a friend. So, really, if she didn't get to see or do something, it was more or less her own fault. Myra still wanted to try, though, and so with some effort and tactful self encouraging, she had managed to spend only a handful of hours internally gushing about the prizes she could win in the some of the games she passed by. She had wanted to walk fully around the area, an eye peeled for exactly which games had the prizes she would want to win. Eventually, though, her wandering had placed her in front of the dunk tanks she had heard nearly every student she walked by clamor on about. If the mud and torn up grass was any indication, it seemed like the game had been quite successful. Grinning to herself, Myra peeked over a small crowd of students gathered in her view of one of the tanks, partially hoping she could see a friend still sitting and waiting to be dunked. The witch, naturally, wouldn't be trying to dunk any of her friends. She absolutely would dunk them, regardless of how much she had to pay for chances to try.

Unfortunately, Myra couldn't see anyone left in the tanks. Most of what she saw seemed to be the aftermaths of the small event, prompting a sigh of disappointment from her as she placed her hands on her hips. Poo. She had been looking forward to finding a familiar face and giving them a little dunk. Rather than finding one still within a tank, the woman's eyes landed eventually on the soaking body of a face she hadn't expected to find. For some reason, it slipped her mind entirely that Jacian might've been about, although seeing him then, the woman couldn't help but feel glad for the surprise. She laughed loudly as she approached him, tears starting to form in her eyes as she tried to wipe them away quickly. "Oh, no! I've missed it really, haven't I? This is the worst! I could've dunked you and I went and missed it," she said, covering her face in shame. Giggling, the woman crossed her arms, giving the man a quick look over, taking in the sight. "Well, at least you weren't left to suffer. It's awful being comfortable and dry. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. You look good, though. The dampness really brings out the color of your beautiful baby blues," she teased, smirking at the wizard as she met his gaze.

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 Posted: Apr 6 2017, 03:22 PM
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Jacian had ended up with rather mixed feelings about the whole dunk tank experience, he was glad enough that he was finished, but at the same time didn't regret agreeing when he'd been asked. It had been nice to see all the smiling faces and there had been some students that had lined up just for laughs. He tried to shrug off the visit from his brother and Emric - both of whom he had been wracking his brain lately over how to connect with, if it were even possible. The two teens had their reasons for despising him, though despite understanding this and even going so far as to not blame them much, he could have done without that part of his day all the same.

Now the former gryffindor, after having dried at least his jeans enough that it wasn't uncomfortable to walk, with a hot-air charm, was stepping a bit away from the line of tanks so as to be out of the way of the clean up. As his hair and undershirt would dry on their own fairly quickly, he tucked his wand into the side of his bag then pulled out the over-shirt he'd worn down to the carnival but removed before climbing into the tank. It was then that he heard a familiar burst of laughter that instantly pulled his lips to a smile. Eyes searching until they met the form walking his way, he couldn't help the chuckle of his own that escaped from his throat. He hadn't actually thought of possibly running into Myra here, but now that he saw her he realized that was a bit foolish - of course, she wouldn't miss an event like this.

When the former Hufflepuff was finally before him and she crossed her arms, gaving him an obvious look over before replying, Jace could only grin and this time he laughed fully. Barely in her presence for a full minute and already he felt lighter; how could someone have that sort of sway over others. "Ay, when ye put it tha' way - they hav'nae packed them away yet, would ye like meh t'climb back in onnae them, fer ye?" He smirked, still holding the dark button up shirt in one hand, his bag across his shoulder, and his free hand combed back through his wet hair. For all that he was joking the counselor tried not to pay too much mind to the fact that if she actually asked him to follow through with his jest, he probably would go right ahead and do it, just the way he tried not to consider how substantially her compliment lightened his mood.

He'd come to look forward to the times that the two crossed paths, now that he knew she personally delivered the baked goods that had mostly made up his breakfasts since sometime in the fall, he'd started making habit of waking up just the slight earlier than he regularly had before. Not that he would fully admit to this even to himself. Any time he really thought about how he had come to look forward to her company, he just rolled his eyes at himself. As common to her former house, Myra was simply a kind and cheerful person, to everyone, he wasn't special in that at all. He was letting a little kindness go to his head and he told himself he shouldn't - of course, his mind never did listen to reason.

"Ane'ways, I'm a mess, but yeh look lovely. Enjoying the carnival so far?" So his own compliment wasn't terribly smooth, but it was sincere all the same. She really did fit perfectly into the spirit of the festivities. Breaking his gaze away, finally he set his bag on the ground for a moment while he pulled on his over-shirt. When he replaced the bag, he dug into the main compartment and pulled out a paper bag he'd bought earlier that carried the appealing aroma of candied almonds, which he held out to offer some to Myra. "All I've really seen sa far has been som' the food stands earlier an' here."

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 Posted: Apr 12 2017, 02:10 PM
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Myra shook her head faintly, laughing lightly and waving a hand to dismiss the idea of Jacian actually going back in one of the tanks. "No, no, it's alright. You look done for the day," she said, smiling sheepishly. Sweet as the offer was, the woman didn't actually want him to go through all the trouble, though a part of her was sure he was only joking. Regardless, she was happy to see him there, appearing as if he'd had a good time, even if she'd missed out a little.

When it came to seeing the wizard, Myra was always grateful to catch him smiling. The cheery expression certainly brought out the color in his eyes, ones of which she'd been tempted more than once to try and replicate their color in frosting. They were such a vivid blue---striking in every angle and under any light. She could just picture piping out the pretty color, over cupcakes or along a multi-tiered cake in some fancy, floral pattern. At some point, the woman would need to ask him to hang around in the back of her shop where she baked. Just so she could have him present, and have the color right there for her to compare in person, as going from memory left too much room for doubt.

That was something to remember for later, maybe. As easily as it was to chat with the man, she wasn't entirely sure how he'd take the idea of her obsessing over matching his eye color to frosting, of all things. In her head, it sounded normal, though she could admit even just thinking of how to word the request made it sound so peculiar. She didn't have some odd fixation with the man, she just fancied his eyes and wanted a cupcake donning a similar blue... which, did sound weird, she realized.

Well, Myra could embrace weird. She was sure she'd done even stranger, but it felt a bit early yet to show him every side of her. The witch had only just started to feel fully comfortable teasing him, finding a range that didn't seem too harsh that it discouraged him. If anything, Myra felt like he enjoyed teasing her back, which was only a good sign. She had friends of a more delicate nature; ones she wouldn't dare even tiptoe near saying anything that might have been a joke to her, but had every possibility to be taken diffidently. She had no preference when it came to the types of relationships she could have with friends, but something about meeting another equally as playful and capable of taking a friendly poke here and there made her just a touch happier than when she had to remove that part of her for the sake of another's feelings.

Myra cast her gaze down with a small smile curling her lips, blushing faintly at his compliment. She'd gone fully into the spirit of the season, the soft pink of her jeans contrasting against the light blue of her sleeveless blouse. The witch had even opted for a necklace for the outing, such accessories not often adorning her body as she had very few reasons to ever dress up. But even going as far as wearing the pink flowers along her neck didn't seem worthy enough of notice, not to her. Then again, she supposed Jacian was just being nice. "I'm having a wonderful time. But, it's funny, I was going to say the same you," she replied, watching as he dug into his bag and offered her whatever was inside, mentally moving away from the idea that she had any reason to blush. Meeting his gaze again, Myra gave him an appreciative smile, reaching to snag a few of what now smelled like candied nuts and uttering a quick thanks. "So I guess we can either be two lovely people together, or we could be a couple of hot messes?" She suggested, slipping a few almonds into her mouth as she looked at him, eyebrow quirked inquisitively.

"Honestly, I think being a hot mess might be a little more fun, but don't let me choose for you," she joked, expression settling back to her usual easy smile, then finishing the last few almonds in her hand. Really, Jacian looked fine to her, though that wasn't a shocking surprise. She had always thought he looked good. The only thing that retracted from his looks remained in when he looked distant and, honestly, a bit torn up over something. Though even then, Myra thought he kept about him a certain charm. Not that she focused on it; it was all mostly just in the background of her thoughts, buried underneath everything else she had floating about that demanded a little more of her attention.

Lips pursed, the witch titled her chin up faintly, a little uncertain about the option resting on her tongue. "Did you want to see more?" She had more to do. Aside from shaking her fist at her own poor luck for missing something as fun as a dunk tank, there was plenty she wanted to see and do. "If you're not heading back to the castle yet, I wouldn't mind some company." Myra didn't think she would've minded if he didn't want to hang out with her, either. But, it undeniably would've been a little more fun with him around.

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 Posted: Apr 21 2017, 03:53 PM
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So, thankfully, Myra wasn't the sort to see if Jacian would actually go through with his offer - she was, after all, too kind - recognizing the jest for what it was. He'd known others that he wouldn't have dared pose such an offer to as he'd know for sure that they wouldn't have let the chance to see someone do something ridiculous pass by. Honestly, there was a certain redhead that had tried to talk him into some fairly foolish things during his three years sharing a flat - mostly when they were out wherever the group insisted on dragging him for the weekend. While Jace had always been up for a little foolishness, in fact there was plenty of mischief he and particularly Nora had gotten into, the time spent with his muggle friends however he'd been trying not to draw attention to himself for all that they liked unknowingly making that significantly more difficult. And even so, the group had gotten up to enough antics while he'd been with them, it all made fond memories and he would never feel he had too many of those, if only he could force his brain to linger on those more than their opposites. That time frame had more or less settled into its place in the sectioned off space of that short lived time in the muggle world, another other life he tried not to miss too much.

This, however, wasn't the place for melancholy, nostalgia maybe as he certainly remembered a few excited trips to a fair with his nanny and sister - and it was a setting that was full of distinct smells and sounds and just the general atmosphere was difficult to forget. The former lion didn't miss the smile his compliment had gained from his current company - honestly, she looked lovely any time that they ran into each other, though he realized this was the first he'd seen her not dressed in an apron - then she turned it around and sent it back at him. The counselor met smile for smile when Myra met his gaze and took some of the candied almonds he offered, then he pulled the bag of back, picking out one for himself, tossing it in his mouth and giving a hum to her quick thanks. But then when she continued, her comment gained a chuckle and a slight shake of his head. He wasn't actually thinking he fit into either category. "Ha, I see, well..." The counselor raised a brow, unable to keep the smirk from curving his lips. "I 'ave been told from time te time that I b'needin' more fun in meh life."

Jacian, to be honest, had actually planned to head back up to the castle after maybe a little wandering and possibly a visit to the owlery, not that he was particularly attached to the idea. He just could only do so much wandering through a crowd when he was by himself. For some reason being with another or a small group made crowds easier to deal with for him, also, he didn't see himself ever having a reason to make him turn down an offer to spend some time with the former badger. As always her smiles and laughter was contagious and had a way of chasing away the darker thoughts that plagued his often brooding mind. Her company was bright and refreshing just like the festivities themselves. "Well, if ye wouldnae mind the company, I'd love te' see more. Did ye 'ave somethin' in mind fer your next stop?" The wizard grinned as he looked away, giving a quick glance over the other activities set up all around them, then looked back to Myra.

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