Midget Ferosity ftw.

‘’---- Nah,  it was the girl that sorta resembles a creepy girl scout? stepped too close to those funky freaky lookin’ fuzzy things in Creature Feature class --   it just had a nibble; rumor has it she lost four of her fingers or somethin’,’’ RUMORS; was exactly what the school of witchcraft and wizardry was built on -- bullshit. Briar had also heard most of the Slytherin house were secretly a bunch of lycans, ( Briar’s bet on there being atleast three hidden werewolves in the school STILL stood, but unfortunately not in her house,) she had also heard that the murderer was Voldermort’s long lost child, or hell; maybe it ACTUALLY was him back from the dead --   rumors were what kept this place alive; as stupid as some of them were. And gossip was what attracted Briar --   like moth to a flame. 

She collected it, storing it; future blackmail, she’d say --   but Briar was too lazy to actually threaten people with things like that, ( she was more straightforward. The ‘shut up, or I’m going to break your nose,’ technique was much quicker.) The only time she actually had use for what she had gathered was during these study session with Huan; although study sessions was a term that was used loosely; the times she ACTUALLY glanced at her book were occasional, she wrote a few lines at the max but overall, she just liked the serenity of it --    even now she had barely looked at her open book sitting in front of her --   her eyes settled out the window rather than the gibberish that was written against the pages in front of her; cue dramatic staring into the distance. ‘’So this killer, huh?’’ pencil twirling between the fingers and across her knuckles, Briar couldn't help but bring up the topic; the talk of the school; how could she not? ‘’What do you think about the whole thing now? I mean, they slaughtered a pureblood; sorta’ throws the whole situation out of whack, don’t ‘ya think?’’

It was all the halls were filled with; Briar had woken ( late, mind you, because actually waking up early to go to classes like a proper student was for the weak individuals.) to find news of another murder travelling the school; this time, pureblooded --  the ones who thought they were SAFE. Briar would have laughed at their attempts to put themselves in such a category --  to put themselves higher up on the pedestal than half and muggle bloods, if it wasn't for, y’know, the gloomy setting after the death AND the fact the girl was from her own house. ‘’careful -- ‘’ there was mockery to her tone, mockery towards the presence she had felt approaching her; she had left the halls, in hopes to escape the chatter; to escape the panic. she wasn't upset, she wasn't grieving the loss of another poor unfamiliar soul --  she was angry, and deep down, she was terrified too. ‘’I’ve heard merely breathing in someone’s else’s direction will get you killed nowadays; and I personally don’t want my blood fingerpainted across the halls --  horrifying.’’

--  Those cunning folk use any means, to achieve their ends.  ( ⟡  Briar Sinclair. )

gryffindor, was what she expected, daring and courageous --  a house her own father had been placed in, but when the sorting hat was place upon her temple it thought differently  -- ‘’ Slytherin!‘’ although carrying the courageous heart of a gryffindor, she also contained the fight of a slytherin --  the constant ambition to prove herself and the pleasure of standing up against other students (and teachers, ) were traits that sided with her cunning house. thus, Briar Sinclair’s life in the school of witchcraft and wizardry began; and it was safe to say she took great pleasure in ruling the halls --  a girl who probably spent more time in detention than actually in classes, a girl who wasn't afraid to fight back, but in a manner that was viewed sly and devious, and she was; her steps were just as well-thought out as the school schedule she had been given ( but didn't follow because actually contributing in school was ‘ for the weak’. )

one, two, three dead students --  but the last thing Briar was feeling was worried, they were just overreacting; she didn’t give it a second take. then more rumors spread, unrest throughout the wizarding world. she was side eyed wherever she went and comments were made about her blood status (one’s that were quickly shut up after a few threats emitted from the girl at a ripper height of 5′’2.) Briar feels confident in her means of keeping herself safe, if there is a mysterious halfblood and muggle hater on the loose, she can handle them herself. she figures nobody would be game enough to actually attack her  --  which is exactly the type of attitude that will get her in such a situation. just a girl, who NEEDS to side with her house, or her blood status, but stubbornly chooses not to.

‘’Right here, my lovely sugar muffin!!’’

( Briar  + Theo Moodboard. )

'Cause I’m a problem with problems I know who I am and I’m not no good You can have me tonight and ever I thought you understood Baby some people are meant to be loved and others just naked So take what I'm willing to give and love it or hate it.

‘’Holy shit, sign me up !! ( and watch me rule the apocalyptic world ) But honestly, everyone at my camp are nice? That’s unfair, I’d seem like more of a jerk if I sacrificed them. I’ll say Noah though, sorry boss, but you’re takin’ one for the team --- It’s a giant robot suit with laser beams.’’

‘’7 Layers by Dotan, apparently I’m an emotionally disconnected human being.’’

Yikes, aren’t they all a bit off an ass? no offense, actually take offense.

F: Theo. No explanation needed, I don’t want to enlarge his ego. and tell him he has an alright face.

M: Blair. He’s one of the richie’s isn't he? 

K: Vasiliy. I’ve heard about that one; probably a self-explanatory decision.

Isabella for one, I cant leave her behind, She’s like family. Jake, the place would be boring without him around --  I’d have noone to pick on? Rosario, she’s got the liquor, therefor important. Pasha, we need a reasonable medic around; and he’s got that fatherly influence over people, y’know? and Theo he can just stand in the corner and look pretty --  if not he con people out of their things like the swiper he is --  it’ll keep things interesting.