(Sadly, I cannot make the carnival threads just yet so I'm moving the entire event up a few days, to the 12th. It'll still last the same amount of days, though! So no worries. For now, I really wanna rp a thing so have a Maybell thing
also I think I wrote too much sorry feel free to ignore this)
Maybell sighed, chin resting on her notebook as she kept her eyes on her ever irritating interpreter. She had to admit, having him around helped her keep up in class, but for god's sake did he have to stand up by the board where everyone could see him? Shit like this was why people made fun of her, well actually there were a few other reasons. She also used to have a lisp, which was a living hell when combined with her deaf accent. But still, Johnson wasn't doing her any favors and she was starting to think she preferred struggling to keep up to having him making it so completely obvious she was different.
She had taken out her hearing aids at the start of class and they now sat near her chin, leaving it so the ambience of the world was replaced with.. nothing. Complete silence, it was usually quite peaceful not having to hear the chaotic sound of people talking, well she assumed it was better. She hadn't been able to hear since she was three, so she had no real idea of what hearing was like accept for what her hearing aids granted her. Which was, unfortunately, not much.
She twiddled her thumbs absentmindedly, having took her eyes off Johnson for a few minutes which led to her completely missing her name-sign being repeated. Twice, then thrice, until both Johnson and the teacher gave up and instead had the girl sitting next to her get her attention, which she did by freezing a small layer of frost on Maybell's shoulder, which almost instantly melted but was certainly enough to draw her attention.
It was just a question, a simple one at that. Or at least, it was so simple even Maybell new the answer just about instantly. So there should have been no problem, she should have been able to just answer, but alas there were quite a bit of people in her Charms class which meant there was no way she'd speak aloud, instead focusing her attention in on Johnson and starting to sign the answer to him, which was exactly where the problem decided to rear it's ugly little head.
Now, Maybell wasn't very versed in magic so like a lot of lesser witches, she sometimes accidentally casted spells. Unlike some, the spells tended to be overly powerful and they happened a lot since her main method of conversing was signing. Why do I tell you this? Because as she answered the question, she sent a gust of wind blowing around the room a few times, sending things falling of tables and some of the particularly small students slipping out of their desks, which included Magpie who was one minute making a small squeal of surprise at what she caused and the next sitting on the ground, her hair, and many other's a mess, and her notebooks strewn across the floor with so many others. Even the teacher's glasses had found their way flying off her face and cracking against the ground. Magic would make that easy enough to fix, but Maybell's little indoor tornado was enough to piss off many
also I think I wrote too much sorry feel free to ignore this)
Maybell sighed, chin resting on her notebook as she kept her eyes on her ever irritating interpreter. She had to admit, having him around helped her keep up in class, but for god's sake did he have to stand up by the board where everyone could see him? Shit like this was why people made fun of her, well actually there were a few other reasons. She also used to have a lisp, which was a living hell when combined with her deaf accent. But still, Johnson wasn't doing her any favors and she was starting to think she preferred struggling to keep up to having him making it so completely obvious she was different.
She had taken out her hearing aids at the start of class and they now sat near her chin, leaving it so the ambience of the world was replaced with.. nothing. Complete silence, it was usually quite peaceful not having to hear the chaotic sound of people talking, well she assumed it was better. She hadn't been able to hear since she was three, so she had no real idea of what hearing was like accept for what her hearing aids granted her. Which was, unfortunately, not much.
She twiddled her thumbs absentmindedly, having took her eyes off Johnson for a few minutes which led to her completely missing her name-sign being repeated. Twice, then thrice, until both Johnson and the teacher gave up and instead had the girl sitting next to her get her attention, which she did by freezing a small layer of frost on Maybell's shoulder, which almost instantly melted but was certainly enough to draw her attention.
It was just a question, a simple one at that. Or at least, it was so simple even Maybell new the answer just about instantly. So there should have been no problem, she should have been able to just answer, but alas there were quite a bit of people in her Charms class which meant there was no way she'd speak aloud, instead focusing her attention in on Johnson and starting to sign the answer to him, which was exactly where the problem decided to rear it's ugly little head.
Now, Maybell wasn't very versed in magic so like a lot of lesser witches, she sometimes accidentally casted spells. Unlike some, the spells tended to be overly powerful and they happened a lot since her main method of conversing was signing. Why do I tell you this? Because as she answered the question, she sent a gust of wind blowing around the room a few times, sending things falling of tables and some of the particularly small students slipping out of their desks, which included Magpie who was one minute making a small squeal of surprise at what she caused and the next sitting on the ground, her hair, and many other's a mess, and her notebooks strewn across the floor with so many others. Even the teacher's glasses had found their way flying off her face and cracking against the ground. Magic would make that easy enough to fix, but Maybell's little indoor tornado was enough to piss off many