Post by KEVIN NAVID HEART on May 27, 2012 11:50:00 GMT
kevin navid heart
[/i] time, so he's trying to avoid knocking on doors. he's on the second floor now, and from what he can remember, seeing as he'd memorized the floor planning in less than a minute, he was sure to run in to a dark-wizard catcher.
full name: kevin navid heart
age: seventeen
year: 7th
birthday: eleventh, november
blood line: half-blood
occupation: student
former / house: ravenclaw
hopefully, one that understands his disabled state.
"kevin? kevin heart." he swivels around to find a towering structure of a man grinning down to him-- in truth, he's not far from the height of this man, but he's intimidated by the broad shoulder and the wisdom smouldered all over the man's face. "kei langley, maria's father," the man reaches out his hand, to which kevin quickly and gratefully shakes, somewhat taken back at the accent, and more so, at the intensity of the blaze in his eyes. he's now wondering how maria's father knows him. "oh, mr. langley. i, i wasn't-- i was just-- just-- i mean--" of course he would be stammering; he's just realized that the man is one the 'leaders' in this department, and has a natural flamboyance that he feels intimidated. he's talking to one of the legends now, and he's momentarily blanking as to what he's doing in the ministry in the first place. kei laughs, and pats him on the shoulder, moving them to the side as they are in the middle of the hall.
"how-- how-- may i ask, how it is that you know of me, mr. langley?" he tries to steer the conversation, mostly sure that he's not doing any favours for anyone here. kevin has almost annoying acute peripherals that can make out the tiniest details from afar, and he's sure that kei had been on his way out when he spotted the lost boy. plus, he doesn't know how he's supposed to react in the presence of someone of his level of authority. he's heard that this guy even sleeps in the office sometimes. he supposes that being an auror is a very appealling job and offers high satisfactory achievements, but he fancies the thought of just taking a year off and exploring the world and the mysteries hiding in it. he may be buried in his books now, but he'd like to think that he'd be able to see, talk, watch the places, people, things he's read about. "oh, i uhh, my work.. i like to update myself on what's new in the school, just in case, you know?" kevin can certainly understand, but he still doesn't understand why he would be needed to be a part of this.. research. "you are head boy, and that makes you one of the listed in my files," kei answers the confusion on his face, and the raven then chooses to wave off the spotlight. certainly, he hadn't expected for an auror to be tracking him already, but this isn't the first time it's happened.
"so, what are you doing here, kevin?" to this, his mouth gapes open in sudden realization and shock enlightenment, nodding several times as if to agree to this question, which, did not, at all, make any sense. however, he is now very grateful for it. "oh! um, i was actually looking for mr. alan noles. my mother made arrangements of some sort.." and then, from the response given via facial expression, suddenly realizes that he's been right all along, and that this meeting is more than a catch-up and a possible invitation to an imaginary honouring party, hosted by none other than. he and riley, his go-to best friend and brother, had every right to be suspicious of this trip, and yet, he hadn;t know then whether he should encourage the sudden theme of mystery and vagueness. and, it is a noted fact that, since even his grandmother, pureblood witch and carrying the legacy blood of the magic people, did not want anything to do with the wizarding world, tells kevin that he needed to meet to this appointment. he hadn't wanted to prod the mama bear then, but he sure as hell wanted that alternative, than the sudden expression of suprise on kei's face. and it wasn't even good surprise.
he narrows his eyes, nodding curtly and pocketing his hands. "so, you know where i can find him, mr. langley?" "why are you here, kevin? alan is our behavioural psychologist," he adds, raising an eyebrow. and kevin isn't sure he's heard that right. was he here.. for a therapy session? quickly, he calmed his mind and rationalized all thoughts, and then dug deep through his archives:
, my l i k e s
( can being in love with ellen be in this category? ), biographies, alchemy, theosophy, autumn,
popsicles, firewhisky, mythology, dragons, potions, transfigurations, mini english phone booths,
the london eye, buckingham palace, comic books, toblerone, spending time with rylie ( have to call him ryan ), his mother's side of the family, fireflies, scarves, skateboarding, cooking, rain
, my d i s l i k e s[/size]
being a klutz, being unable to talk normally to girls, hot weather, arithmancy, segregation, injustice, tourists, huge sunnies, being given unwanted and undeserved attention, spicy foods, heights, his father's side of the family, not-wheat bread, ice-skating, coffee
, my f e a r s[/size]
( ellen not being my first kiss ), bungee jumping, romanian people, being a successive failure and disappointment,
falling in love with a veela
, my d e s i r e s [/size]
( ellen falling in love with me ),
to be able to see every iconic landmark in the world, ( well, being head boy was not my wish come true.. ), learn every language in the world
, my t r a i t s [/size]
( should be at least twenty.. ) gallant, chivalrous, studious, submissive, outgoing, ( am i charismatic? ) thoughtful, considerate, clumsy, ( brain seems to freeze when i'm around girls ), nerdy, ( i wear glasses when in class ), ( i like to think i'm mischevious ), lenient, critical thinker, quick-witted, knowledgeable, ( i get super intense when i'm in my studying zone ), tidy, detail-oriented, ( i should like to think i'm ambiguous )
, my f a m i l y [/color][/font][/size]
( my father ) breadwinner, ( my mother ) sharp-tongued, and ( my brother ) the first and closest best friend, whom i am ridiculously close with ( we share everything ). can get
a sarcastic and dry-humoured ( but his awkwardness is what makes everything about him so real )
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and his history in hogwarts should be able to be clear enough as it is, seeing as this alan should know everything else about him. "i really have no idea, mr. langley," he answers truthfully, trying for grin that looks too goofy to be said no to and shaking his head. kei points to the office to his side, right behind him. he breathes out in relief, nods his head and shakes the outreached hand. "good luck in there," kei pats him on the shoulder and walks on, leaving kevin in slight hesitation. he eyes the door, walks a few more steps and clutches on doorknob, wondering what charges of criminal acts is he going to be accused of now. is that how they normally do things around here? he hopes not, but he's kind of feeling enthusiastic for the thought of being interrogated. although, he doesn't know why. "thanks.."
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alias: i don't know if you'll want to know. o:
gender: this, i don't even know.
rp sample: no idea for this one.
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