Future seems bright

[Bryce Chamberlin]

Bryce Chamberlin had his son with his mother, and it wasn't hard leaving him right now since Bryce was so busy. He checked up on his siblings before he strolled down the cobblestone walkway. Bryce was on cloud nine right now. He loved being a professional photographer, but there was something he dreamed he would love more. And that was none other than being a professor in his favorite subject. Divination. It also would help him train future seers to hone their abilities. Bryce could not wait until his first day, and in a bag, he had a bunch of items that would help him. He didn't have all the parchment, ink and quills that he needed. Bryce just didn't realize that the plastic bag had a rip. As he was walking, the seer's arm no longer felt the weight of all of his items. Bryce looked down to see that the bag was ripped, and his items were everywhere. Bottles of ink smashed and ruined many sheets of parchment. Bryce frowned and slammed his palm into his forehead. He bent down and started to gather his things back up, hating that he didn't see this before. Sometimes, seeing the future didn't pay off. He took out his wand and cleaned up the ink spill. Just a tiny bit of bad luck.
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[Tabitha Theirin]

When Tabitha had come back to New Zealand to buy a new wand she hadn't expected to stay in the country quite so long. In fact a week had passed already, but after having the chance to catch up with her mother in person the young woman had decided to request some vacation time, and make the trip a little longer. Today she was visiting Brightstone, and it was bringing back so many memories of her old school. How could it not with the castle looming over the village the way it did? She was walking down the main cobbled street when she noticed a few pieces of paper fluttering about. At first she brushed it off as litter, but then she saw smashed bottle of ink, and then another. Looking up into the distance she saw a man realize his bag was broken, and begin collecting his items. Tabitha quickly dived down, and began scooping up paper, and quills. She ran to catch up with the man, and handed him the supplies. "Here you are. Really sucks about the ink." she said with an apologetic smile. ​

 

[Bryce Chamberlin]

Bryce glanced up as a woman came over to his aid, smiling but not catching what she had said. He managed to read her lips, something about ink. Probably saying something about how it was unfortunate that his ink splattered. Starting his new job and he was already very clumsy. Bryce whipped out his wand and repaired the bag, turning the plastic into cloth. The transfiguration would not last too long, but long enough to get him home. Bryce placed the bag over his shoulder, and began to speak to her, with his hands moving along the way, “Thank you, miss. I am just in a hurry. I just started to teach at the school, as a Divination professor.” Bryce grinned, finishing what he was saying. She looked familiar but did not seem to place her. He worked on the yearbook so he could recognize many, but she did not seem like she was in his year, otherwise he would have been able to place a name.
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[Tabitha Theirin]

Tabitha was impressed when the man transfigured the bag into a fabric one. That was a useful bit of magic. Although usually she was so busy with work that anything she bought was in very small quantities. It wasn't great for her wallet, but shopping for one was hard. At first she was confused as the man started talking, and waving his hands around at the same time, but it soon dawned on her that he was using sign language. I should learn that. Might be useful. Plus it would make her stand out more compared to the other trainees. "Oh congratulations on the new job! I used to go to school there." Tabitha made sure to speak clearly so he could read her lips as he seemed to have before. "Come to think of it you look a little familiar? Were you a student there?" She asked. There was a hazy memory of one of the prefects a few years above her.
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