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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2021 5:31 pm
xx♡ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Second Floor Hallway
xxx♡ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Dunaire, Sparrow, Cenek, Finley
xxxx♡ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Hair Washing
xxxxx♡ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I hope this can be fixed
Callie was growing annoyed as her hair was tugged around and different, smelly goops were worked into her hair. The one benefit was that Finley was practiced and surprisingly good at scalp massages. She listened as Finley and Sparrow spoke, though it was pretty tense on their sides. Then again, Finley was dating Sparrow's ex... though that didn't explain why Sparrow seemed so soft with Callie, when she too had dated Chadwick. Admittedly Sparrow and Finley had been pretty close friends prior to the dating.... and Chadwick and Finley had been practically enemies.... but then a change of heart, a Crux.
Her thoughts drifted as she tried to negate the horrible smell curling around her nose. It was then that Cenek asked if she had any input on Aire's detention. She debated saying something harsh, but a calming sigh left her. "No, nothing from me. Well, as long as my hair turns out okay. If it doesn't... well. I may rethink my stance." Callie sat up a bit, letting the smelly soap tingle on her scalp. She wasn't happy, but arguably there could be much worse things to happen. "Even if we get the color out, how long will my hair keep floating like this?" She watched one of the thin strands float up, despite the weight of the soapy goop.
Wanna feel the warm breeze, sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean, get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away and breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly! I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change and breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun, I won't forget all the ones that I love
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change, and breakaway!
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2021 7:46 pm
xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Prefect's Bath
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Cenek, Sparrow, Callie, Aire
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Hair Repair
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? This worked? It worked out so well!
Finley felt a weird tingle when Sparrow accepted his thanks, then... sorta insulted him? Well, less him, more Chadwick, but either way. "Yea, yea I know. But if you ever need someone to do up your hair, or you wanna run lines for drama... well. I'm here. I'm almost always free... or uh... trapped in a sea of books and notes." He chuckled, though it was a very nervous sound. He glanced up at Sparrow, seeing the rather... annoyed(?) expression on her face. Oh yea, that was right. He was the worst person in the world, at least to Sparrow.
As a cloud of chemical stink invaded their airspace, Sparrow chimed up with her eternal optimism. "I do, actually. It's the kind I use and it smells like apples. I-I think it smells nice, anyway. My sister likes the smell. Here, lay back, we're going to rinse again. Hopefully it gets the majority out. Then it should be easy breezy." He used his wand to create another stream of water, rinsing out the now colorful goop. Putting his wand between his teeth, Finley gently massaged out the harsh soap. His hope seemed to be for the best as a lot more of the color washed into the basin. The hair underneath still had a bit of color, but it wasn't terrible. He then ran a shampoo and conditioner cycle, and started to dry. "Okay. It's not bad at all. Should be just another minute. As for the floating, well... I can tie it in flat braid, that way it'll all stay down. The potion typically only lasts a couple hours, probably less given how much we've washed." Cenek asked if they had anything else to add to detention, and Finley shrugged. "Other than my usual warning that eventually you're gonna fall off those stairs and hurt yourself, not really. We've already proven that bad things happen and cause chaos." Secretly, he admired Aire's crazy way of living life, though the one time he'd attempted parkour, he fell pretty rapidly. Luckily he wasn't high up.
After they sorted out detentions, Finley used his wand to create a blast of warm air, not only to dry out the hair, but also to create a breeze to remove the lingering smell. Once her hair was dry, he examined the strands. "Hey, it's not bad, but I'm also not the best with color. It looks like it's more of a... coppery brown color now, right? I have some copper corrector that's great for light blonde hair. If it's not brown enough, it might not work." He grabbed the copper corrector, and a stray knut in his pocket. It was copper... right? He held it up to Callie's hair, furrowing his brows as he debated. "Well, maybe not. Hang on. I may be able to fix this with a spell or two." Working on that, he did up a couple spells, restoring the previously blonde hair back to its normal color. It looked right, anyway.
Moving the basin, Finley pushed himself to a stand, then offered both hands to help Callie stand up. Once she was on her feet, Finley told her to get dressed. He offered a hand to Sparrow as well, hoping she wasn't still.... completely mad at him. He used a bit of magic to clean up the area, which was a mess. Luckily the dye didn't seem to stain the floor or anything. His clothes, on the other hand, looked wildly messy. He sighed at his clothes, then picked up all his hair stuff and put it back in his backpack. Callie came out, and other than a bit of floating, her hair wasn't terrible. "Alright, if you wanna sit here, I can braid up your hair. Cenek and Sparrow, you guys can head off, if you want. I don't want you guys to get in trouble for being late. I... don't actually know what time it is, though. I don't have my watch on, since I was studying. If you want, though, we can all go together. Cenek and I can escort you ladies to your common rooms, we can drop off the detention slip, then Cenek and I can walk back to Ravenclaw. It should only take me... uh... 10 minutes? Give or take." He started working on a braid, making sure it held down all the wild flyaways. Once done, he guided Callie to the mirror to show off the braid he'd done. "I like it quite a bit, Finley. Thanks for your help. And you too, Sparrow! I'm glad you and Cenek came to my rescue, and that you helped fix my hair. And brought me clothes that are only a little too big. But I really appreciate it. I'll make sure this dress gets back to Marcella first thing." She did a little curtsy, feeling a lot better now that her hair was mostly back to normal. "I'm glad. Let's get everyone to bed. Luckily we're all prefects so we probably won't get in trouble if we're late."
Trying hard to fight these tears. I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out I can't take it
That's what being friends about. I want to cry I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide and get inside
It isn't right I gotta live in my life
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Push until you can't and then demand more
You and me together, we can make it better
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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