Cherokee Falcon/RPs

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Vis, courageux, fier = Strong, brave, proud
Cherokee Falcon/Planning
==Shikoba's==
*Cherokee, Bill and Victoria (2023)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=~~~|Cher="Cherokee walked in confident with Victoria and Bill closely behind her. She walked up to desk, and rang the bell to alert the wandmaker to her presence.* "I'm Cherokee, and I need my first wand."}}
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|-|Sixth Year=
=Platform 9 and 3/4=
*Cherokee and Tristan (2028)
{{MerisaMist|time=00:25, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He'd be leaning against one of the pillars, waiting for the train}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee walked close by bringing herself to a stop, hovering in the distance near him.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:10, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He scanned the crowd. This was overwhelming. How many people go to this school?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:13, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee rocked backwards then forwards slowly from her heels of her feet to the tips of her toes, a small grin fighting through.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:16, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He ran a hand through his hair, silently wishing Alek was here. At least then he could talk to someone.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:18, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Hey, you. Boy." *She tugged on the collar of her jacket with one hand, while gesturing towards him with the other.* "Are you catching a train or are you looking for someone?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:22, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He looked over at the voice and rolled his eyes slightly at the term 'boy'. As if! He was practically a man. "I'm boarding. You?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Same here." *She smirked, chuckling to herself while she watched him roll his eyes at her.* "You were looking a little lost over there. I thought I'd check."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:28, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan="Well, I'm new to the whole 'go through a brick wall' thing." He stated matter-of-factly}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:31, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="As long as you pick the right brick wall you don't have anything to worry about." *She paused for added hilarity.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:35, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He grinned and his eyes seemed to dance with laughter. "True. It would be mighty painful."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee nodded, giving a slight shrug of her shoulders.* "I've only seen it happen a few times. At least four in the last half-hour."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:40, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He continued to grin. "Well, they should probably pay more attention." He paused before saying, "I'm Tristan."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Some people find it hard to locate those secret in-betweens of the world." *She raised a brow at the mention of his name.* "Tristan?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:47, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan="There's that. It could be that they aren't paying attention." He raised an eyebrow in turn. "Yes. Tristan Eliades."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:50, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="There isn't a big sign with an arrow that says Platform 9 and 3/4 right this way. Just that little one." *Her brow furrowed as he said his name again.* "Tristan? I'm Cherokee. Cherokee Falcon."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:52, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan="Is there something wrong with my name, Cher. It's ok if I call you Cher right?" He was confused. Tristan isn't that uncommon a name.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Yeah. For starters Isn't Tristan a girls name? And another thing. No. It's not alright if you call me Cher. Cher is not my name. Can I call you Tristoffer?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:59, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan="It's a gender-neutral name." He defended himself. "Tristoffer? Really?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee smirked maliciously.* "Whatever you say, Tristoffer. It's your name."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:07, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan= He rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Cher."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:09, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Tristoffer Eliades! I told you not to call me Cher."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:14, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Tristan="If you keep calling me Tristoffer, I'll keep calling you Cher."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:17, April 25, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Call me Cher again I promise I will make you hurt."}}
=Covered Bridge=
*Cherokee and Finlay (2028)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:07, April 29, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee walked across the old, decrepit bridge headed for the Clock Tower. A premonition from a few days ago, about someone climbing ... something fueling her curiosity. She had only heard a few interesting tales about Hogwarts since she arrived. Even less of them to the best of her knowledge were actually true.*}}
{{Finlay Cledwyn|Finlay= Stalking around, he was leaning on the railing, looking out into the gorge and mountains, bored. At the sound of footsteps, he turned and looked at the girl approaching with a careful gaze.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, April 30, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee kept her pace attempting to remember more details, more than just a tower. She knew the boy was there, she caught him clear as a bell in her peripheral vision.* "If I had one of my blades I could have leave you with a limp."}}
{{Finlay Cledwyn|Finlay= He laughed, low and deep. "I like you." Finlay turned fully to face Cherokee, grey eyes glinting. "Finlay Cledwyn, pleased to meet you..?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:42, April 30, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Cherokee Falcon." *She nodded looking at him suspiciously.* "You like me because I threatened to do semi-permanent damage to your legs?"}}
=Porticus Imago=
*Cherokee and Jenelle (2028)
{{Kayle|time=02:22, May 12, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle=Jenelle's idea of free time (at least when Aydan wasn't around) was to just stroll the castle, and now it was a game of find someplace that's actually quiet and empty of people like herself. It would almost become a game at some point, her mind subconsciously keeping track of tallies whenever she scored a peaceful spot to just be alone in for at least five minutes. Today, she had about an hour to do so, and would be making her way through here.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, May 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee had been sitting quietly, and pretty still. Except for the shifty-eyed glances she'd cast at people as the passed her by, she hadn't moved much. She was trying to meditate, she heard somewhere that it did something for peace of mind. Not with a mind like hers apparently. Every time she closed her eyes she saw a face, and when she opened them again that face was usually a part of the person walking past.* "Good grief." *She sighed seeing another nameless face go by.*}}
.*}}{{Kayle|time=02:38, May 12, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle=At some point, she noticed a girl sitting on the ground with her eyes closed, making the blonde question what she was doing for a moment, as she stopped walking to watch her, as to hopefully figure it out. After a bit though, she would just shrug her shoulders to herself before continuing on walking, deciding to go with it since it had nothing to do with her really.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:45, May 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee pressed two fingers tightly to her temples, applying more then less pressure as she tried to rub away what she was sure was a migraine. It wasn't enough that this place was entirely new, and less exciting than she expected it to be. All these foreign students showing up only a few weeks into the year somehow made things worse for her. More nameless faces her mind was going to weave into the forthcoming premonitions she was likely to have about this tournament.*}}
{{Kayle|time=17:02, May 15, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle=Since Jenelle wasn't actually doing anything, a part of her slipped into thought about where the hell Twyla was, for she hadn't ran into the other girl yet, she hadn't for a long time now. As the blonde sighed, she would stop and sit down up against the wall, a few feet away from the girl doing whatever she was doing.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:21, May 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokees eyes flickered open for the umpteenth time, and she sighed. Glancing over at Jenelle she did a quick double take before gawking with surprise while grinning giddily. She recognized her, but she was stumbling over her name. Then it became clear. This girl put the 'elle' in 'Aydanelle'. But what was it? ...* "Jenelle! Hogwarts Champion. Is it too late to say Congratulations?"}}{{Kayle|time=18:50, May 16, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle=Jenelle jumped a bit, at the sudden words directed towards her, her eyes immediately jumping towards the noise, "Um, hello," she said, a bit spooked still, but she played it off as well as she could, "I don't think so? I don't know. Thanks, though," she was a bit rushed with her words, some slurring together, as she pushed her hair back, "You are..?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:02, May 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cher= *Cherokee chuckled quietly realizing that her outburst was probably a bit jarring, and Jenelle's reaction was completely justified.* "I didn't mean to yell at you. I was having trouble with your name. My mind jumped from Brielle to Isabelle before I could remember I heard Jen before. We have a few classes together, Transfiguration and...Charms. I'm Cherokee. Cherokee Falcon. I'm new here."}}{{Kayle|time=19:06, May 16, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle=Jenelle relaxed more at that, giving a small chuckle at her reaction, before giving a small nod in the other girl's direction, "It's nice to meet you," she said, and so far it was that, and a bit more interesting than nice, but oh well, "Welcome to Hogwarts, I swear it isn't normally this bad here."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:18, May 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cher= "Thanks." *She paused giving a bit of a nod back.* "I wouldn't doubt this place has less of a buzz in the air when there aren't quiet so many different schools sharing walls. At least I would imagine the place to be a little more eerie, something like a haunted house, that is when it's strictly Hogwarts kids only again. How long have you been here?"}}
{{Kayle|time=00:15, May 18, 2016 (UTC)|Jenelle="Ever since I was a wee little firstie, so six years," she said, with a slightly proud smile, before it faded, "I don't think it's necessarily like a haunted house. Perhaps, I guess, some parts are, but I think it's like any other plain old castle for the most part."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, May 18, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Yeah. Probably." *She grinned and bobbled her up and down nodding yes.* "Except that there is magic in, and all over it. You won't find ghosts, talking portraits or moving staircases in any other plain old castle. It gives this place a little charm, at least that's what I think. So, Champ? Do you and Hogwarts go way back? Are there a lot of alumni in your family?"}}
|-|Seventh Year=
=The Three Broomsticks=
*Cherokee and Charlotte (Summer 2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:32, June 12, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee was not off the grounds to get food in particular. All the foreign students crowding the school for the tournament had finally gotten to her. She had to get away. A long, long, long walk lead her here. It seemed like as good a place as any to get something to eat. She took a seat by the window fiddling with the condiments on the table absentmindedly.*}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 13:16, June 12, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= Charlie's week had from bad to awful. Things just weren't going right for her. Not that they ever seemed to. She'd decided to try have at least one good thing happen this week so she'd wandered into her favourite restaurant for food. As good as the school's food was, this place was even better. She took a seat at her favourite table just behind Cherokee staring absent minded out of the window instantly lost in a daydream.
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OOC:Sorry! My computer decided it was the perfect time to do updates}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time==01:10, June 13, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee knocked her cutlery on the floor with a clumsy swipe of the arm, the loud clatter caused the people near her to gawk, laugh or clap as she picked up the shiny silver knife, spoon, and fork. She rolled her eyes, not for her audience, thinking of something her Bill's nana once told her about dropping utensils, namely a fork. She grinned looking up to see a sort of familiar face sitting not too far away.* "Char...lotte?" *She grimaced hoping it was that and not Liesel.*}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 21:14, June 14, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= She'd been too busy lost in her mind, so when the utensils fell to the floor she was only vaguely aware of the sound. And not at all aware of what had fallen. When her name was spoken it took her mind a while to tell her someone was speaking to her. And when it did she considered ignoring the person. Remembering that would be classed as rude (as she had been reminded so many times so far) she turned to the vaguely familiar person. Obviously from Hogwarts. Probably in her year. Definitely in her year. The girl with the weird name. "Yes Cherokee?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:41, June 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee grinned, nodding at the mention of her own name.* "That's me." *She slipped the three pieces of silverware she previously dropped onto the floor discreetly back onto the table hidden under her napkin.* "How are you? Now that the Ball is over, and the Tournament is half way through the next few months should start going by a lot faster. Did you get to do everything you wanted to this year?"}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 17:56, June 17, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= 'Tournament? What tournament?' She thought to herself confused. It just showed how much attention she had been paying that year. She shrugged before raising an eyebrow at the strange question. "I didn't set out to do anything this year" She replied sharply}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:30, June 19, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="You could still put that in the win pile. It sounds to me like you did exactly what you wanted to do." *She sighed crossing her arms over her chest.* "Is there something wrong? Most folks around here go cuckoo for the Yule Ball, and Tournament stuff. I didn't get that same feeling from you. Why is that?"}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 21:42, June 20, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= She shrugged "What's the point in taking part in a tournament which may end in you're death only for the glory that entirely relies upon other people's opinions of you. And what's the point in dressing up in some fancy clothes to impress people. There's a lot more interesting thing's to do than that" She replied, not really wanting to admit she didn't actually know it was happening. It wasn't really a lie either. She really didn't care for such activities}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, June 21, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Everyone sees themselves in a certain way, bad and good. I don't think the tourney is about glory, for some people. I think it's about proving something to yourself. Winning or losing, I think, takes how you feel about yourself from opinion to fact." *She twirled a lock of hair around her finger until it was perfectly curled then tossed it over her shoulder.* "Did you put on the clothes your wearing to impress anyone? You probably put them on because they are comfortable, because you like them. It might even be both. My point is I went, and I didn't dress up to impress anyone. For me, the ball was just a chance to blow off some steam. They push us hard at these kinds of schools. I mean, what do you do for fun?"}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 18:28, June 21, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "I find somewhere where there's no people and draw" She replied simply. "Surely balls would be just as stressful, constantly worried that whatever you're wearing isn't suitable. Or that you're hairs messed up."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, June 22, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="Who cares if people think my clothing is inappropriate? Actually, that's not true. I think it's hilarious when someone is more worried about what I have going on than themselves." *She nodded awkwardly bobbling her head left and the right.* "So? Are you one of those private types? The kind that doesn't really like being around a whole bunch of people."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 11:03, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= She shrugged "I guess you could say i was. People are just complicated. Always trying to find out more about you. It get's annoying quickly"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:08, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher=*Cherokee laughed mostly because it was what she was trying to do.* "I agree. No one should stick their nose where it doesn't belong. But on the other hand, it's nice when people show they care."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 11:15, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "Who says they care?" She pointed out "Who's to say they're not just being nosy. That they just want to know about what happened in you're life to make themselves feel better about their own"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:22, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="That's kind of what it means to put yourself out there. You never know." *She shrugged.* "Let me tell you, not every person who lobs a few words in your direction is out to learn some sort of deep, dark secret they can use to their advantage. Some people want to make real connections. Like me."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 11:27, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "The deep dark secrets come with the whole making real connections thing. It's kind of a package deal when you make friends. And people tend to talk. Before you know it everyone knows everything about you"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:43, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="That's exactly what I mean about sincerity. Rumors start because of misunderstanding or jealousy. Someone who honestly wants to get to know you for you are won't go around talking about you behind your back. I'm not saying there isn't someone overhearing this conversation who is going to go blab about it, because gossip happens."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 11:48, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "If you don't speak it then no one can blab about it. Then gossip physically can't happen" She shrugged again "Like i said, people are complicated"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:00, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="True. If you literally do nothing as well no would be witness." *She pointed out.* "People are complicated. That's why it's funny when they don't make themselves priority number one."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 12:05, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "And how often does that happen?" She asked "not making themselves priority number one?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:10, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="We've come to agree, people are complicated." *She nodded her head nonchalantly.* "The answer to your question is entirely dependent on individuality."}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 12:11, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= "At least that much we can agree on" She sat back in her seat}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:14, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="That much is true." *She chuckled, a small grin tugging at her lips.*}}
{{Charlotte Banes|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 16:07, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Charlie= The slight small was infectious and she had to fight back her own smile. "Did you accomplish everything you wanted to this year?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:32, June 26, 2016 (UTC)|Cher="I guess you could say that I did. I'm new to these parts, so I wasn't looking forward to a whole lot coming here, and the sheer abundance of people threw off whatever expectations I did have."}}
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*Cherokee and ?
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