This is from Cordell... A school. The RP takes place 7 years after Hogwarts, today, year 2004 and stuff.


Mr. Taylor Carondra flew above the large school. Hmm... This must be it. It -looked- like a school, and there were lots 'o lil' tinny dots that looked sorta like students 'cause they all had the same clothes pretty much. He would have just apparated here, but that wouldn't have worked. Sigh. He always hated ridding by broomstick. He wasn't very good at it. Pale hands gripped the top as he slowly descended. Slowly, slooowly, faster, faster, ... faster... Ponytail of long silver hair whipped out above him and->>

Mr. Taylor Carondra>>shitshitshit he hated riding broomsticks. Did I ever tell you how much? Heart pounded, he couldn't steer! And yet, he yelled "Wheeeeeeeee-AAAAAAH!" the tree was getting nearer... And nearer and-CRASH! Tree branches shook, a few cracking sounds could be heard, the boom stick was sticking out of the side of the tree, caught in the branches as the young man was much to heavy to be caught. He slipped through-and landed with a loud thud on the grass.

[#] The sound of something swooshing down upon the courtyard fills the air. It becomes louder-until a long, "Wheeeeeeeee-AAAAAAH!" splits through, the shrill scream taking over all other sound. Finally, a loud crash follows, the sound of tree branches snapping, and a loud thud ends it all, as the world becomes quiet once more.

INSIDE THE TEACHER'S DORMITORY

Professor Imora Carondra jerked her head up, almost of cue. "...Why, do I have a feeling I know who made that loud crashing sound...?" she said somewhat nervously as she sat up straighter. Of course she sleped on that couch instead of her bed, and of course she sleped through the day because it was not possible for her to get to sleep at night, for some reason or another.

Dr. Garcia was sitting back in the couch, newspaper in hand as he was making notes about current events. Wow...the American President here sounded strange at times...nothing like that Kerry guy though. In his option, all polititions are crooked liars..At the sound of the crash, he looked up however toward the door, raiseing a brow. "Better go check it out.." he muttered to himself, letting the newspaper fall on the table as he grabbed his potion bag. Sounded like someone just ran a car into a tree...

BACK OUTSIDE

Salem Halliwell gasped as the wizard fell from the sky, yet he couldn't help but smile at it. Everyone knows how to ride broomsticks...why didn't this guy? Stiffling a giggle, he got up from the tree stump that he was sitting on. "Um---Sir...Are you okay?" Taking his wand from his robes incase the man needs to be taken to the Hospital Wing.

Jack Baxter is just scribbling some random things on a peice of parchment, very likely a battle plan for some sort of insidious prank. Of course, that's when he hears a shout far above him. The boy's hand stills in its motions, and he shades his eyes from the setting sun and looks up, squinting somewhat. Said eyes widen when they realize what, exactly, is causing the sound, and he shields his head as a reflex with his chubby arms, tensing as the man slams into the tree. "...whoah, dude!" Jack >>

Jack Baxter>> finally says, lowering his arms and leanign over the table to grin at Taylor. "That was AWESOME!"

Tamura Seiji is just strolling from the dorm building, when he suddenly hears...well, a lot of noise. Quickening his pace, he comes up to see what had just landed. "...What the fuck just happened here? Who's that?" He pauses a few feet away, looking more curious than worried at the moment.

Blair McCarthy yawned and wandered around, it was quiet...wait..what the hell was that? Blair jumped slightly at a sudden scream, who was -that?- Might as well check it out, blinking as she walked past the fountain and over to the crowed, "...Have some serious grace there," Like she could've done better, but he looked at least twenty..so that's what made it sad.

Mr. Taylor Carondra climbed up unsteadily. World spinned around pretty midnight blue eyes, at the man twirled unsteadily on one foot. "Woow, world's a spinning." He mumbled before attempted to get a firm grasp on his surroundings. "Alright...? Oh, I'm fine, thanks for asking. Stupid brooms, I hate riding broomsticks." He rubbed a hand to his head. Amazingly enough, he hadn't hurt himself at all. "...Er, I seem to have attracted a large crowd," he stated.

Jack Baxter gives a sideways glance to Seiji, the only other person he could recognize of the gathering. He accompanies this glance with a shrug-we're all confused here, buddy. "So...who are you? Where the hell'd you come from, man?" the boy asks, placing his hands on the table and peering up at Taylor. Hey, it wasn't every day that some stranger fell screaming from the sky and crashed into a tree. This was kinda cool.

Salem Halliwell shrugged, his face showed he was a little annoyed. "Umm, sir, dont you know how to fly a broomstick?" This probably the question on everyone's mind, he wanted to get it out of the way first. Orbs watching the man, he might be someone trying to attack the school...this man would be incredibly stupid to make such a loud entrance if he was comming to attack. The wizard seemed to be a "good guy," who knows, he might even be here to protect people. "I'm Salem Halliwell, by the way."

Tamura Seiji abrubtly chuckles when he sees the other man seems to be okay, shaking his head. "Well you can't have a landing like that and not expect people to gather, I thought surely something from space had crashed in our humble courtyard...yeah, who are you anyway?" He crosses his arms, but still tries to look somewhat friendly, eyebrow raised a fraction as he surveyed the man.

Mr. Taylor Carondra shook his head again. "Eh, ya, I do, but I don't fly often. Have no talent with the things." he muttered, hand still pressed to his head. He seemed to have a pretty good grasp on consciousness now so-"Hey, you-uh, kid-student-peoples know of a woman-about yay high-really pale, she has silver hair-like mine, but sorta faded-she has green eyes...?" he asked glancing around as he showed how tall the woman was with one hand. Robes were ruffled, and he attempted to smooth them down>>

Mr. Taylor Carondra>>with one hand, before brushing his rather long ponytail over one shoulder.

Dr. Garcia pushed open the door from the Professor's dorm, potion bag in tow and looking around for the source of the crash. His eyes stopped on the group assembled on the far side of the courtyard, amd he wore his ever famous 'confused look'. "Uh...is everyone all right here?" he asked, stepping forward to look around at the students first, and then Mr. Carondra.

Jack Baxter raises an eyebrow. Well, now that the man mentioned it, he did look an awful lot like that one professor...Corona or Corara or something weird like that. The one that never looked like she was eating whenever she was in the Great Hall. But he could be here to assassinate her! And as much as Jack loves evil plans, he loves to mess up those who belong to other people. "Wait, wait," the boy said, crossing his arms as well. "Who ARE you, first of all?"

Blair McCarthy blinked and watched Taylor, he was odd...very odd. She looked over to Salem, what was he MAD?! He could be a serial killer! Well...he didn't really act like one though; they were a bit more stealthy, and he definately wasn't that..he wasn't too graceful either. Maybe he was drunk? That might explain it, right? Nah. She raised a hand and tucked a bit of her hair behind her ears, looking over to Dr. Garcia as he spoke and shrugging a bit.

Tamura Seiji tilts his head to the side, still eyeing the man half suspiciously. "...exactly. I would happen to know of someone like that, but you never introduced yourself..." He trails off, looking over to the Doctor, expression turning into a smile again. "...this man fell from the sky! But he does seem okay, and I don't think he fell on anyone else. Except the tree."

Mr. Taylor Carondra blinked somewhat curiously. "Me? Oh, I'm Taylor... Carondra, that is." He would then proceed to run brush a few silver locks that had somehow escaped his ponytail, behind each ear. "Er... I'm-" he couldn't call her Imo, because they probably didn't know her first name anyways. "Professor Carondra's cousin." He finished after a moment or so. One hand moved to rest on his hip, other still playing absently with a stray lock. Midnight orbs turned their attention to Dr. Garcia, standing >>

Mr. Taylor Carondra>>behind everyone else.

Dr. Garcia looked Mr. Carondra up and down only briefly to reconize the look. Sliver hair and pale skin...yup, probably -was- a relative to Imora. "She's inside the Professor's Lounge over there," he said, motioning with his head toward the doorway he had just came out of. His eyes then went to the tree that Taylor had crashed into. Wow...Mr groundskeeper wouldn't be too happy with that now, would he?

Professor Imora Carondra moved to peek her head out from behind one of the large double doors. It had, for some reason, taken her many minutes before she had finally decided to get up, and leave the teacher's Dormitories, to see if what she had expected to be true, to really-be true. Yes, of course it was. There, was her cousin, with a large crowd of students around him. He always did attract crowds... Sharp sigh escaped pale lips. "Damnit Taylor!" she scolded him from afar, stepping out into the evening air.>>

Professor Imora Carondra>>Hand went to press against her forhead, as she let out yet another sharp sigh, shaking her head.

Tamura Seiji snickers at all of this, raising a hand to half cover his mouth. "Mmm, I think it must be Unofficial Crazy Relatives Visit Weekend or something...you might want to convince your cousin to work on his landings, Miss Carodondora. Nice meeting you, sir, but I think I'll go inside now..." With a little wave, he turns to walk inside. [Tamura Seiji deshita~! ^.~]

Jack Baxter just looks faintly accepting, glancing back and forth from Carondra to Carondra with a small shrug. "...all...riiiiighty then!" the boy finally chirps brightly, folding his hands in front of him in the perfect prim and proper pose and rocking up on his toes. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Carondra...hey, Professor!" the boy called, making a flamboyant and obnoxius motion to Taylor as he called to Imora. "Your cousin's here!" :D As if she doesn't already know.

Mr. Taylor Carondra rubbed his arm somewhat absently. Now that he thought about it, it -did- sort of hurt. Not much, and it was probably just bruised anyways. He listened to Dr. Garcia, and gave a little nod. He would then move to step around the table-but not before his very own cousin walked outside. "Imo!" he greeted brightly, waving his good arm in the air. Pale lips broke apart in a slightly lopsided, charming grin that could only belong to him. Dark blue eyes sparkled somewhat, and he nearly >>

Mr. Taylor Carondra>>pranced over to the willowy woman, nearly pushing her over with a strong pat on the back. He immediately launched into his babbling. "So -this- is Cordell. Can I see your class room? And your office? And-and-...uh, your lesson plans? And..." ohgodhewasramblingsomeoneshuthimup. >.>

Blair McCarthy looked between the two of them, good god they looked almost exactly alike...except for the fact that one was female and the other had blue eyes not green. Well, as long as Taylor wasn't threatening them, "Oh! Hello professor...Imo?" A light shrug followed this as she listened to him ramble, wow he seemed to act like a student..or a toddler, doesn't matter.

[#] A distant belltower sounds six.

Varkias sleepilly walks out of her common room to the sight of a bunch of kids standing/sitting about the courtyard. She shrugs and heads over to sit by her freinds.

Professor Imora Carondra's legs nearly tobbled under the strong pat of her cousin. "Gah! Taylor, bloody moon what -are- you doing here!?" she broke into his rambling off, yes, she did curse oddly, shut up. And yes, they did look very similar, except for Taylor being male, blue eyes, taller, shorter hair, and much more strongly built. Faded emerald eyes fell on the students. Great... They were staring. She -would- say something, but she much rather revert to standing there silently.

Jack Baxter stares at the two of them for a moment before taking a step back, a little freaked out by the uncanny resemblance. "Er...right...have a happy family reunion, ma'am," he calls in an offhand way, finally turning and skipping off before anything weirder can happen. Ta. <3

Blair McCarthy nodded, "Mhm..." They looked like twins, it was a bit freaky. She adjusted her bookbag a bit and slipped away into the library. Was Imo her first name or something? She hadn't learned it yet, so she was blissfully clueless.{You know you love my short posts.}

Mr. Taylor Carondra made an odd face. "Well, I -would- have come yesterday, but I couldn't. Auror business and stuff. And of course I would come to visit you on my birthday! Even though it was yesterday and stuff. Oh, I also brought with me..." the man paused to fish around in his pocket. He pulled out a finished, rubix cube. "This. Remember, how that one time-my seventeenth birthday, I woke you up at five in the morning, and you said, if I shut up, you'd give me my present early, and I did, and you>>

You say, ">>threw this at me, and it hit me in the head, and I fell over that chair, and made stuff airborn and-"he was rambling again."-well... ya, I finished it. See?" he held the object up proudly. All the coloured were sorted out, and on their own sides. "Mkay, you look tired, I think I'm going to go wander, and stuff." He grabbed the willowy woman by the shoulders and pushed her back into the teacher's dorms, before wandering away absently."