Francine
That's more Nick's jam. I'd rather hang out here.
Fri Jan 20, 2017 20:53
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Despite how amusing and adorable she found the quiet frog chorus behind him to be, Francine did her best to listen to Professor McKindy as he talked. She was very glad to hear his morning was good, but now he was onto the serious business. Francine put on a serious business face and did her best to keep her fidgeting to a minimum, although the light rhythm of her spinning ring was just audible.

She nodded along while he spoke - he spoke a lot, but then again, it was pretty complicated magic they were discussing - quite eager to get the process going. It sounded hard and occasionally gross (she mirrored his expression at the mention of a mandrake leaf in her mouth for an entire month), but she wanted to do this and had no intention on quitting.

Still, Francine was naturally a bit scatterbrained, and she felt herself beginning to zone out, ironically, around the time he mentioned how much focus this would require. She forced herself back to attentiveness. Or, at least, relative attentiveness. Francine attentiveness.

“Wow,” she said when he finished. “That’s a lot. It sounds so technical. Not like, how you have to think of something happy, like a Patronus. Nothing like that, huh?” Francine couldn’t cast a patronus. She was a fairly happy person, or at least she tried to be, but apparently none of it was powerful enough. Or else it was just because she wasn’t very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts stuff in general. That was why she had dropped it, although reluctantly, as she felt guilty dropping the class taught by her Head of House.

“That leaf thing sounds gross,” she commented. “But I guess it’s a necessary evil. And I think I can try wandless and nonverbal stuff. I’ve practiced in my room a little bit. Look!” Francine set her blue eyes on the stack of papers on his desk, digging her nails into her skirt to keep from reaching for her wand, tucked under the band of her bra as her dresses very rarely had pockets. Her plump lips formed the shape of the words Wingardium Leviosa instinctually, but she uttered no sounds. The papers slowly and meticulously began to rise. A cautious smile began to form.

But a little noise caught her attention, like the tiniest sniffing, and she glanced down. There was a kitten investigating her shoelaces. “Oh my God! What a cutie!” she shrieked in delight. The papers returned to gravity’s influence, dropping the whole maybe four or five inches she had raised them. Hearing them land, she remembered what she was doing and glanced sheepishly between them and Professor McKindy. “Oopsie.” She blushed slightly. “I think, um, focus may be my biggest enemy here. ”

  • Let's all go to the mo~vies, let's all go to the mo~vies - Professor McKindy, Fri Jan 20 04:41
    When Francine walked into his office, Aaron took quick notice of the blue and purple outfit, include mismatched matching sneakers. He smiled. Francine was certainly - well, eccentric wouldn’t be a... more
    • That's more Nick's jam. I'd rather hang out here. - Francine, Fri Jan 20 20:53
      • In that case, I'll imitate a three-toed sloth - Professor McKindy, Sun Jan 22 21:44
        When Francine referenced a Patronus as a comparison point for Animagus work, Aaron smiled a little ironically. He actually had never managed a full corporeal Patronus, for whatever reason. He was an... more
        • Huh, I thought you were a collie? - Francine, Mon Jan 23 22:06
          Francine was glad Professor McKindy seemed pleased with her little demonstration, or at least, he definitely wasn’t angry. It occurred to her after the fact that maybe she shouldn’t perform magic on... more
          • I can still impersonate whatever I want! - Professor McKindy, Wed Feb 1 17:44
            Nonverbal charms were probably the place to start, and Aaron nodded when Francine suggested that. Transfigurations were often more difficult for students for some reason, although for him it had been ... more
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