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Echo was way too modest. She had plenty of fans that were following her career. She'd not been out of Hogwarts long but she was making an impact in the world of Quidditch. There were stories of her in the sports section of the prophet every other match she played. Okay well mentions of her, and how she wasn't exactly what people had expected. So fresh from school and barely looked to have a muscle on her body, people were sceptics when it came to their sports so few had faith in Echo, but Sera had faith in her friend. She was probably most followed by men, but there were certainly a few women and girls that would love to follow her career, look up to her as an inspiration. Quidditch was one of the few good things left that the Death Eaters hadn't targeted and it felt like a safe place to go. Security was always tight and Sera doubted there would be an attack on one of the most wizarding sports in the world. "The ones that carry your picture with you wherever they go." She smiled, knowing there had to be someone out there somewhere with a picture of Echo that they were carrying around, waiting for her to sign some day. Maybe. Possibly. Or no. But yeah, of course there was! Sera was sure of it, she could practically feel lit in her bones.

"Pffft." Sera said, rolling her eyes at Echo scepticism. "That's because you're not blessed like I am. You have your brutish sports and I have my delicate and sneaky ways of prying into your life." She grinned cheekily, taking hold of Echo's hand. "Come on, I promise it'll be worth it." She said, looking down at Echo's hand, running her left index finger gently down the head line of Echo's hand. "Hmm." She said, tiling her head a little, "What are you hiding?" She muttered, turning Echo's hand towards the light a little more and then tilting her own head to get a better look. She mumbled a little, looking intensely into Echo's hand, twisting it gently this way and that, running her index finger over it, looking at every little crease. "Well that just makes no sense." She said out loud, shaking her head a little, "Something's hidden and it's not revealing itself. I think it's a person but I couldn't tell you who." She said with a sigh. It was unusual to be this blocked, "Though you're going to suffer in a quidditch match, maybe in about," Sera peered down at Echo's hand again, turning it a little, "eight months." She said, looking up at Echo, "Looks like a bludger's gonna take you down for a match." She made a click with her tongue that suggested 'Oh well, can't be avoided' and then looked down at Echo's hand again, tracing her finger along Echo's heart line this time, her eyes positively lighting up, "Ohhh! Ohh!! Okay, yes." She started grinning, nodding her head. "Yes, very nice." She said, looking up at Echo and letting go of her hand. "Got your eye on a bloke, have you?" She smirked. There was no telling who Sera could see but whoever it was made Echo very happy and there was a clock, counting down, butterflies flapping. "You're gonna get a good snog on New Years," She told Echo, even though that was, like, eleven months off and of course Echo was gonna get a good snog, who didn't get a good snog on New Years?! Well, she didn't, but she wasn't exactly normal when it came to guys at the moment. "Someone you'll be dating, a sort of new relationship but he makes you so incredibly happy!" Sera beamed, positive that this was in Echo's future. The idea of her friend being in love and happy was simply beautiful.

Tag: Echo Arista Everwood <3
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Outfit: A Mid-Winter's Evening

"Yes! We have to do that!" That was an excellent idea! Sera hadn't seen Autumn Vexx in concert either. She was an up and comer, rising in popularity around the wizarding world with her music. She was new and refreshing, not like those old singers her dad liked to listen to. Heck no. Sera liked the newer music, she was always keeping up with the latest bands. She remembered hearing about Autumn Vexx absolutely ages ago when she was just starting out but that was from a friend who wasn't a fan. Sera then heard a song of hers on the wireless but didn't know who she was listening to. She heard the same song again a week later and caught the name of the star and she definitely thought Vexx was worth looking in to. As it turned out Echo was already a fan and so showed her a few things, what was weird was recognising the face, what was weirder was realising it was Regina Malfoy of all people, but still, it was easier to listen to her knowing her as Autumn rather than Regina. Sera wasn't willing to admit to being any kind of fan of Regina. It was probably just as well that she'd come up with a stage name.

The waitress came over to take their orders and naturally Echo went first. She was a machine with food. Sera had no idea where she put it all. It came Sera's turn to Order and she glanced at the menu, "The chicken and brie pizza, please, can I get pineapple added to that?" Because pineapple had to be on pizza. It was the best! The only people that didn't enjoy pineapple on pizza were the ones that had never tasted decent food in their lives. At least that was what Sera told herself, she was very passionately pro-pineapple. "And can we get a bowl of chips to share?" She asked but it wasn't really a question, "A big one." She added, just in case this chick even thought of writing small or medium next to that order, "And to drink I'll have a raspberry mojito." She smiled, closing her menu completely and holding it up for the waitress. Merlin she was glad she'd run into Echo because this was definitely better than heading home all down in the dumps about some stupid tosser. An evening like this reminded her that her ex was a complete and utter horsewanker!

Tag: Echo Arista Everwood <3
Words: 412
Notes: <3
Outfit: A Mid-Winter's Evening

Sera sighed heavily and let out a long noise with it, a sort of cross between an 'mmmm' and an 'dear Lord above please, please, please give me inspiration on what the heck to do right now'. Yeah, one of those clear and obvious sounds that you could feel in your soul and you just recognised. "Baby?!" She scoffed a she said the word, "You may be an old fuddy-duddy but I'm no spring chick, y'know." She groaned as if her joints were all aching as she got herself up. She put her hands on her hips and pushed them out, stretching her back and groaning as if it were the first time she'd moved in 150 years. "Yeah." She said, though it was more the kind of tone that made it obvious that she was trying to encourage herself more than anything. Still her nails were nearly dry which meant she was able to waddle on over to her wardrobe and pick out a couple of things before throwing them on to her bed and looking in the bottom of her wardrobe, pushing aside shoes, trying to let light in to get a proper look at the most frequently worn section she liked to keep at hand, though she did have a whole other wardrobe dedicated to shoes but they were more the fancy, high heels that she liked for proper nights out, nights when they knew just where the heck they were going and were prepared for what they'd be doing. Tonight was a mystery to the both of them. There was possibly a movie involved and possibly not. There was no telling what they'd decide on once there were faced with movie choices. Perhaps they'd catch a show of something somewhere or maybe just go out dancing. The possibilities were endless but that didn't help Sera make up her mind about what she wanted to do.

Tag: Darcy Eleanor Davies <3
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Outfit: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Louie's! Perfecto! Sera was well aware that she was terrible at accents and she was not going to attempt an Italian accent out loud, but she really fancied some pizza now that Italian was on the menu. Pizza with plenty of meat and with all kinds of toppings was definitely what she’d be ordering along with a delicious thick crust. Crispy and crunchy pizza? Yes please! She could really do with the carbs too. They were her secret love. She had a love affair with all things stodgy and heavy. Pasta, potatoes, pizza, bread! Oh Merlin there was no forgetting bread! Sera could live off of bread although she knew she’d bloat to the size of a small house. Unlike Echo she didn’t have the natural metabolism that would just burn off everything she ate, she also didn’t exercise nearly as much as Echo. Sera knew she got enough exercise but she supposed she was a little lax in the training department. She could definitely train a little more but she did enough exercise to keep her figure trim and she also watched what she ate. She realised more on her natural skill of being faster and stronger than most, to get her through anything that might result in a physical fight. She supposed she should be ready for anyone or anything. There were full vampires in the world that were not as kind as her father. Some looked down on the likes of her as a half breed, some wanted for people like her to join them, lead dinner to them, plus a full vampire was that little more stronger and that little bit faster than her. All up full vampires equalled very bad for Sera. But whatever, they were so scarce they were barely worth thinking about. Scarce apart from the one she lived with, but he was her father so she didn’t count him as a vampire really!

The little bistro was perfect for the pair. Sera looked around, not even able to remember the last time she’d been to Louie’s. It was just as she’d remembered, it had a warmth to it that Sera felt a lot of other places on Whimsic Alley lacked. She looked at the choices of tables, juke box or window, for Sera it was an easy choice. She liked to watch people coming and going, she disliked strangers walking up next to her, putting coins into a duke box to pick music she wouldn’t chose herself. “Window!” She said, grabbing Echo’s shopping bag ladened hand and pulling her past the other patrons and snagging a seat at the table she’d had her eye on. She let Echo’s hand go. “Save our table, I’m going to put a small fortune in the jukebox.” She said, “Any requests?” She asked but then she waved her hand, “Who am I kidding, I know what you love.” She said and she scurried off to the jukebox and started feeding it coins like there was no tomorrow. They’d have music aplenty for the night and would only have to put up with the songs that were already paid for. Hopefully they wouldn’t be waiting too long but there was no way Sera was going to sit listening to the most boring or ridiculous songs on the jukebox, picked out by some weird oldies that had no idea what decent music was anymore. Sera hoped she’d always keep up with the music trends, she wanted to listen to the Hook and multiple other bands tonight!


Tag: Echo Arista Everwood <3
Words: 604
Notes: <3
Outfit: A Mid-Winter's Evening

Shoe shopping was always a delight and something Sera often used as a pick-me-up when her mood was low. She was great at making drinks that would lift the spirits of those around her, give them that little push they needed to forget about their worries for a while, but she never made anything like that for herself. All she ever did for herself was call herself an idiot and wish she hadn't wasted so much of her time on her ex-fiance. He'd hurt her but not only had it been a bit of a messy break up (even after she'd literally ran off on him), it had made her question herself and her abilities. Perhaps she wasn't as good as reading what people were truly like as she thought, perhaps all she could see about people was the superficial, what they wanted the world to see. She'd fallen for one bad guy and who was to say she wouldn't fall for another? It had been a long while since she'd sworn off guys for a while, and Sera wasn't sure she could ever go back. She had no interest in women so that was a no-go and men just had the possibility of hurting her. Yes, she was very much aware that she was a complete coward on the romance front!

Sera laughed at Echo feeling girly. The girl was far more feminine than she'd ever like anyone admitting but compared to her sisters she was more the tom-boy of the three. "You'll definitely have to show me! I can't resist a cute pair of boots." She had far too many shoes and boots at home but was always willing to gush over a newly bought pair, no matter who they belonged to. Sera felt she could be having her windpipe crushed by Death Eaters in cute shoes and she'd still love the shoes and ask where they got them from. It wasn't likely a Death Eater trying to crush her windpipe was going to overpower her, she was much stronger and far quicker than the vast majority of humans, but if that situation ever to arise, Sera was sure she'd prioritise finding out where the shoes were from while she choked and tried to breathe rather than freeing herself. Perhaps that would be the way she would die someday. What a fabulous way to go, she thought amused by herself.

Food was just perfect. It was perfectly Echo and it was a perfect distraction. She could get her grub on with Echo and distract herself from what she'd seen this evening. If she went home and read tarot then she would recall this evening for weeks, possibly months and just feel all kinds of confusing emotions, with Echo in the picture she'd look back on this night and remember all kinds of positivity and new boots! What wasn't to love about that!? That was if Echo wasn't meeting with anyone, though Sera had half a mind to invite herself along regardless! "Excellent!" She said, looping her arm through Echo's, "Where are we eating, I'm feeling famished." She said, tugging Echo along. She could go for anything from pub grub to something high end and fancy! She imagined that they could most certainly liven up a boring old restaurant full of old codgers with far too much money, sitting around in a musty smelling place with far too many burgundy curtains and low lighting, sipping brandy and smoking cigars. Okay so Sera wasn't exactly sure what kind of restaurant she was imagining but they weren't likely to go anywhere like that!

Tag: Echo Arista Everwood <3
Words: 602
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Outfit: A Mid-Winter's Evening

Work was nearly done for the evening. Sera had pulled a double shift yesterday and was rostered on again for today but she didn’t mind too much, she enjoyed her job, meeting patrons, getting to know them and their stories, mixing up a special brew when the occasion called for it. Life was busy, especially when combined with her commitment to the Order, but it was good. Mostly. Sure there were bad things happening in the world but Sera still find joy and life in the little things, she still found time for herself and her loved ones. Tonight she had no plans but fancied a little time to relax. She’d been working what felt like non-stop for over a week and now she was looking at two whole days off. She had to enjoy every second of them.

Wiping down the top of the bar and drying it as she went, Sera caught a glimpse of a young couple that had wandered in. Here gaze fixed on them for a moment, the damp rag she’d been meticulously wiping the bar down with came to a stop, she clasped the dry cloth in her hands. She recognised the pair, or at least him. Her heart leapt into her throat at once and she was glad she was nearly done. She saw them leave their coats at the front and she quickly busied herself, grabbing the damp cloth, drying the bar and rushing off, out of sight. Her ex-fiance and his new girlfriend. It was not what she’d wanted to see tonight. True she’d left him but it wasn’t hard to just forget about the feelings you had for someone, and it was even harder when you realised that you’d been in love with a giant piece of dragon dung.

“I’m off, Toby.” She said with a faltering smile. “I’ll give the staff room a quick wipe over before I leave.” She said with a smile, hoping that would take her up to few more minutes she needed before actually clocking off for the night. “Okay, Sera. Have a good one.” He gave a nod of his head and she took a deep breath in, looking over Toby’s shoulder, seeing her ex about to reach the bar. She ducked away quickly and made her way to the staff room, figuring she’d leave via the kitchens tonight so she wouldn’t be seen.

Once in the staff room Sera set the cloths to work while she got her coat on, grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder. The cloths finished and rinsed themselves out in the sink before heading to the laundry pale in the hallway out the back of the kitchen. She followed after, cutting down the corridor the patrons weren’t allowed in and made her way to the kitchen, giving greetings and farewell to the folks that did all the hard work before she left out the back door.

Met with the cold winter air Sera didn’t really fancy doing anything all too special after seeing her ex. She just wanted to head home and maybe do a bit of star gazing later on. She fancied reading a bit of tarot but after the last time she wasn’t going to risk it for herself. Getting in touch with her divination roots was certainly on the cards tonight, if only to calm her nerves a little, but as she stepped out onto Whimsic Alley from the little side lane the kitchen led out to, she wondered if prying into the future of this world was really such a good idea right now.

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Outfit: A Mid-Winter's Evening