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08 August 2020 @ 03:03 pm
I'm open to crit if it's constructive. Lily is a character that's open to interpretation (in some ways), but if I'm slacking on one of her main attributes, call me on it. I don't bite. :)
 
 
08 August 2020 @ 02:58 pm
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07 August 2020 @ 02:58 am
Lily is a talented Witch from Rowling's Harry Potter world. She did not arrived in Adstringendum with her wand, but I have a feeling she will find one that she can use soon. As such, everyone should know that Lily specializes in Charms and Potions. If you want to know more about Charms or Potions, please click on the links.

Additionally, Lily is a skilled duelist. (Meaning, she has come out on top in a number of Magic fights.)

Now, onto the questions!

-How does your character(s) feel about Magic?

-Can Lily use Magic on your character(s)? (To heal/hurt/defend, etc.?)

-Are there any powers (beside the Animus) that might interfere with Lily's Magic? (Such as - is your character immune to defensive spells?)
 
 
29 December 2011 @ 08:21 pm
{There is the sound of someone shifting on a bed and then a quiet whimper.}

Excuse - {Lily's voice fails her and she forgoes the attempt to speak. Instead, she gets onto her feet and walks a short distance away. At least that's what the sounds seem to indicate.

She then pours herself a glass of water and takes a long sip.}


...you like to turn on at the most inopportune moments. {Those words are whispered hoarsely. Lily puts down her glass with a click and picks up her PCD. Switching to video, she tries to look contrite. However, her thick red hair is messy, her cheeks are rosier than normal - hinting at fever - and her eyes seem quite dark.}

If... {She coughs into a handkerchief.} ...I've been sick. I thought it was just a cold, but -

{Exhaling slowly, she crawls back under the covers.} Everyone...will get their presents...later. {A small pause.} I'm sorry.

{Clearing her throat, she takes another sip of water.}

I'm in the Clinic. It's...the best place I can be, really. {She smiles tiredly and touches the screen.} Harry, I have something special for you. I hope you don't mind waiting. Happy Christmas, love.

{With that, she places her PCD back onto the table and switches it off. Or, at least, she thinks she does. Really, it goes back to audio. So everyone is privy to her snuggling under the covers and trying to sleep again.}
 
 
 
14 December 2011 @ 01:46 am
Happy birthday, Siri! {Lily turns the camera and reveals a dog-shaped cake. As promised!} Shall I drop this off or do you have time to come over for a chat?
 
 
 
09 December 2011 @ 12:26 am
{The egg has hatched and the PCD is now being examined by a baby fire lizard. Releasing a high-pitched squeal, the baby picks up the PCD and trots to someone who is far more familiar: one Lily Evans Potter. She gives him a sweet smile and rubs over his head.}

Thank you, love. Are you trying to help? {The PCD is waved up and down as the baby nods.} Set it down before you hurt your teeth. {And, lucky for you, all watchers, the PCD is positioned so that Lily's hands are in clear view. Now, you may ask - why is this interesting? Well. She is carving something that is starting to look remarkably like a wand.}

I need to send someone a message, so you had perfect timing. {She gives the baby a treat of raw meat, wiping off her hands afterwards.} Alright, now which button do I push?

{Private to Severus.}

I need a unicorn hair if you don't mind. I have an idea and if it pans out, needless to say, I will be thrilled. {She looks flushed and excited.} Do you mind?

{/}
 
 
 
17 November 2011 @ 06:28 pm
{A certain redhead is tugging a thin blanket over her garden. She secures the edges by putting rocks on the sheet. When she finishes, she picks up her PCD and tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear.}

It will be a cold Christmas. Is everyone stocked with blankets and coats? {She sets her PCD in her lap and rubs her hands together.} I know death isn't as final as it used to be here, but freezing to death sounds miserable.

{Glancing at the area around her home, she frowns.} I wish I could help the trees somehow.
 
 
05 November 2011 @ 05:01 pm
{Lily is curled up on her couch, a blanket tucked around her lap. On top of said blanket is a book. She flips a page and munches quietly on a carrot stick. After a moment, she picks up her PCD and switches to text.}

{Private to Harry, Hermione, Ron, Severus, Remus, Sirius, Tonks & Hagrid.}

Things have been eventful as of late and I know it's easy to feel cut off from everyone else. But we're from the same world and I'd like to think that we can all be friends.

{She pauses and considers that last statement.}

Maybe "friends" is too strong of a word. Regardless, we can work together. We can protect one another. And that's something I don't want any of us to forget.

Now, with that said, I would like to organize a dinner party. You are welcome to bring a guest - as long as they're trustworthy. But leave the cooking to me.


{/}
 
 
 
26 October 2011 @ 12:28 am
{Oh wretched fog, you plan to play tricks on everyone, don't you? Thankfully, Lily has been watching the Network. She knows that others have fallen for your tricks and been corrected (gently) by their friends. However, that doesn't make what she comes across any easier.

The Animus are truly cruel.

James Potter

b. 27 March, 1960 - d. 31 October, 1981

"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death."


Beside that grave, there is another. Lily knows this one is false and, yet, the mere sight of it turns her stomach. She pales and grips her PCD tighter.

Harry James Potter

b. 31 July, 1980 - d. 2 May, 1998

Covering her mouth, the woman stares at this grave the longest. Then, slowly, her gaze moves to a third and a fourth headstone.

Remus John Lupin

b. 10 March, 1960 - d. 2 May, 1998

Sirius Black

b. 1959 - d. 18 June, 1996

The last headstone causes the small witch to fall to her knees. Even though she knows that four out five of these people are in Adstringendum - and very much alive! - she can't bear the sight of seeing them...memorialized. Not like this. Not like they had stopped breathing and living.

Severus Snape

b. 9 January, 1960 – d. 2 May, 1998

Shakily, she runs her fingers over each name and each ending date. The fog thickens around her until nothing can be seen. Not even her vibrant hair.}
 
 
21 October 2011 @ 02:37 am
{Lily is a perceptive woman. She can tell that something isn't quite right in the city - or with her son. Something is troubling him. Or perhaps someone.

She doesn't like being defenseless and Hermione -

Well, she isn't sure what the girl is doing. It seems like she has her own demons to combat. As such, Lily can't find it in her to bother her.

When the feed turns on, Lily is walking into the Wastes. She is armed with a small arsenal of knives - some of them more crude than others. Her thick, dark red hair is tied back in a pony-tail, ensuring that her vision will never be compromised. By hair, at least.}


I don't even want to know how they gather heart-strings, but -

{She sets her expression, clenches her fingers around one of the larger knives and lengthens her strides. Her PCD records for awhile longer before timing out.}