Difference between revisions of "Christie Bealls"
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TSONM 07/01 A new student at the school whom Alison met on the train platform as she was coming back from vacation. “I’ve never been this far from home before. I’m a transfer student, and it took me the entire summer break to convince my dad not to ride the train with me. Overprotective wizard, you know. He gave me the wand he had when he went to Marlborough College. Made of Chestnut!” She had a distinctive British accent and kept tucking a dark brown curl behind her ear. Everything came out in a flood of words. Alison saw a dove tattoo on her wrist. Alison invited her to ride the jitney with her, and, chatting, they went off to the School. | TSONM 07/01 A new student at the school whom Alison met on the train platform as she was coming back from vacation. “I’ve never been this far from home before. I’m a transfer student, and it took me the entire summer break to convince my dad not to ride the train with me. Overprotective wizard, you know. He gave me the wand he had when he went to Marlborough College. Made of Chestnut!” She had a distinctive British accent and kept tucking a dark brown curl behind her ear. Everything came out in a flood of words. Alison saw a dove tattoo on her wrist. Alison invited her to ride the jitney with her, and, chatting, they went off to the School. | ||
| − | Christie's soul energy was colorful, being pink and grey when she was worried and anxious, changing to calm blue with golden flecks as she met Alison, then to blue with golden ribbons as she became excited with going to the School. | + | Christie's soul energy was colorful, being pink and grey when she was worried and anxious, changing to calm blue with golden flecks as she met Alison, then to blue with golden ribbons as she became excited with going to the School. It turned a glowing, warm, pale orange when she was relaxing. |
Was more interested in Oriceran history than any other subject, particularly in the Silver Griffins. A young witch, dressed in purple pants and a white down vest. Curly hair. The girl could talk without taking a breath and seemed to have no filters. She was thirteen and a half, having finished middle school early. The teachers said she was beyond their capabilities. Everyone decided she’d be better off starting high school early. Something about teaching her how to use her wand more effectively. She was thinking of it more as an epic adventure. | Was more interested in Oriceran history than any other subject, particularly in the Silver Griffins. A young witch, dressed in purple pants and a white down vest. Curly hair. The girl could talk without taking a breath and seemed to have no filters. She was thirteen and a half, having finished middle school early. The teachers said she was beyond their capabilities. Everyone decided she’d be better off starting high school early. Something about teaching her how to use her wand more effectively. She was thinking of it more as an epic adventure. | ||
Talked about coming to the School. “I haven’t really come into my magic yet. Mum’s worried that I might not know what I’m doing if I have to actually use magic some day. She thinks I spend too much time hiding and reading when I should be out there playing sports and refining my magic. Truth is, I found a cache of old spell books they had buried that belonged to ancient Bealls. I’ve been practicing all summer. Only burned a pillow, and boy, those things go up fast. Whoosh!” She threw up her hands, rolling her eyes. “And, okay broke that window, but I fixed that with the old wand before anyone saw, so that doesn’t really count. Frankly, shows I learned a thing or two, so it’s a win-win. I’m pretty sure Mom’s hoping I’ll find a nice boyfriend too.” A magical bookworm! | Talked about coming to the School. “I haven’t really come into my magic yet. Mum’s worried that I might not know what I’m doing if I have to actually use magic some day. She thinks I spend too much time hiding and reading when I should be out there playing sports and refining my magic. Truth is, I found a cache of old spell books they had buried that belonged to ancient Bealls. I’ve been practicing all summer. Only burned a pillow, and boy, those things go up fast. Whoosh!” She threw up her hands, rolling her eyes. “And, okay broke that window, but I fixed that with the old wand before anyone saw, so that doesn’t really count. Frankly, shows I learned a thing or two, so it’s a win-win. I’m pretty sure Mom’s hoping I’ll find a nice boyfriend too.” A magical bookworm! | ||
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| + | TSONM 07/09. Christie on singing. "I’ve been singing since I was a little girl. There’s something really relaxing about it. I feel like I’m finally at peace when I sing. The music washes over me, and everything else slips away. It’s like I step into a better world. One where everything’s beautiful, and I can be myself without worrying about anything.” | ||
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| + | TSONM Had a sick Mom she needed a healing pendant for, so got involved with all of the dark magic, as she didn't have enough strength in her own magic to create it. | ||
Latest revision as of 04:41, 17 November 2018
TSONM 07/01 A new student at the school whom Alison met on the train platform as she was coming back from vacation. “I’ve never been this far from home before. I’m a transfer student, and it took me the entire summer break to convince my dad not to ride the train with me. Overprotective wizard, you know. He gave me the wand he had when he went to Marlborough College. Made of Chestnut!” She had a distinctive British accent and kept tucking a dark brown curl behind her ear. Everything came out in a flood of words. Alison saw a dove tattoo on her wrist. Alison invited her to ride the jitney with her, and, chatting, they went off to the School.
Christie's soul energy was colorful, being pink and grey when she was worried and anxious, changing to calm blue with golden flecks as she met Alison, then to blue with golden ribbons as she became excited with going to the School. It turned a glowing, warm, pale orange when she was relaxing.
Was more interested in Oriceran history than any other subject, particularly in the Silver Griffins. A young witch, dressed in purple pants and a white down vest. Curly hair. The girl could talk without taking a breath and seemed to have no filters. She was thirteen and a half, having finished middle school early. The teachers said she was beyond their capabilities. Everyone decided she’d be better off starting high school early. Something about teaching her how to use her wand more effectively. She was thinking of it more as an epic adventure.
Talked about coming to the School. “I haven’t really come into my magic yet. Mum’s worried that I might not know what I’m doing if I have to actually use magic some day. She thinks I spend too much time hiding and reading when I should be out there playing sports and refining my magic. Truth is, I found a cache of old spell books they had buried that belonged to ancient Bealls. I’ve been practicing all summer. Only burned a pillow, and boy, those things go up fast. Whoosh!” She threw up her hands, rolling her eyes. “And, okay broke that window, but I fixed that with the old wand before anyone saw, so that doesn’t really count. Frankly, shows I learned a thing or two, so it’s a win-win. I’m pretty sure Mom’s hoping I’ll find a nice boyfriend too.” A magical bookworm!
TSONM 07/09. Christie on singing. "I’ve been singing since I was a little girl. There’s something really relaxing about it. I feel like I’m finally at peace when I sing. The music washes over me, and everything else slips away. It’s like I step into a better world. One where everything’s beautiful, and I can be myself without worrying about anything.”
TSONM Had a sick Mom she needed a healing pendant for, so got involved with all of the dark magic, as she didn't have enough strength in her own magic to create it.
