<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ee/76/2d/ee762d7d8b2cae69077ab21eb9f51552.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Maria Alexandra Dosamantes-Novyi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079347#msg16079347)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>01/09/22 - 11:00am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Train car<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://veryeasymakeup.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/fall-outfit-with-skirt-tights-and-boots.jpg.webp) with a black over coat<br/><strong>Content:</strong>abuse<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<br/><hr/>Maria rose early that morning ready to face the day and escape to the one place that she might find a bit of freedom at. She rose from her warm bed and shivered as she stepped onto the cold attic floor. Art slowly stirred and peek his head out from beneath the thick covers and yawned. ‘Come on Art, todays the day.” She mused softly before quickly getting ready and rushing downstairs.<br/><br/>What little she owned was already packed and sitting by one of the cars outside. The family was slowly stirring and making their way downstairs. The family house-elves already had breakfast served and ready for the Novyi family. Maria sat at the table within the kitchen as it was just simpler that way. Avoiding being seen for as long as possible meant she could avoid the harsh attention of her family for as long as possible. Art, of course, could eat anywhere and be happy to find his seat next to her on the floor. Finally, after a few long moments, Maria heard the rest of her family stirring, still, she remained hidden for as long as possible. Only stepping into the garage when everyone was ready to go.<br/><br/>“Maria, you will be driven on your own.” Her stepmother told her with a stir expression plastered over her face. “But I thought, and you said,” she tried to protest but was immediately cut short by a smack to the right side of her face. “Must we do this, this morning?” Her mother asked seeming already irritated for some reason. Though Maria couldn’t fathom why she hadn’t even spoken to them that morning. What could she have done to upset her? Perhaps it was simply because she had spoken, to begin with? ”Yes of course, as you wish.” Maria said softly her protests dying the moment she felt the all too familiar sting of her stepmother’s hand. Thankfully though that seemed to please her already distracted stepmother as her siblings stepped into the garage. “I don’t see why we have to take the train, you’d think they come up with something better by now.” One of her sisters fussed, “Poor you, looks like you have to slum it for a few hours.” Her older brother teased, all three of her siblings stopped and starred at Maria for a long moment before simply waving her off and heading to the car.<br/><br/>Maria left out a sigh of relief as they decided to leave her be, “At least we aren’t having to ride with all the trash.” Her brother said which only brought forth a laugh from them all. Maria instead slipped into one of the smaller cars and waited for the driver. It was still luxurious for sure, to have one’s own driver so Maria still counted herself lucky. Though very much alone. Once everyone was pilled into the cars, they were off and to the train station without much fuss. Maria took the quiet moment to enjoy a bit of reading.<br/><br/>Maria could feel the bubbling of excitement within her the moment the train station came into view. Art was already eagerly looking out of the window as he balanced on the edge of Maria’s lap. “Alright Art, time to go in your crate. But I’ll get you out as soon as I can.” She spoke as her delicate fingers scratched her familiar’s ears. He seemed to huff at her but listened all the same and hopped into the small crate as the door was opened for her. “Thank you, Jerry,” Maria thanked the gentlemen that had driven her with a warm smile, ‘No problem miss Maria if you wait a moment I’ll get you a trolly to put your things on,” Jerry spoke as he moved to do just that. Maria struggled to carry the crate with both of her hands and ended up placing it on the cobblestone sidewalk. A grateful smile came to her lips as Jerry came back with a trolly and started to load Maria’s things onto it. “Need me to walk you, Miss?” He asked as he balanced everything on the trolly including Art’s crate. “No, I can get it from here.” She assured him with a smile, “All right, well you take care Miss.” He said with a genuine smile. “I will thank you again, Jerry. Do tell everyone I will miss them.” She asked to which he nodded and gave her a little bow before moving back around to the driver's side door.<br/><br/>Maria took a deep breath and let it out as she started to push the trolly with her things on it. It took a few grunts and a bit of effort to get it moving, but Maria managed it with a smile as she hurried towards platform 9 3/4. She tried to keep an eye out for her siblings but didn’t see them. Which in truth she counted as a blessing. They didn’t want to be seen with her, and she was happily avoiding them. As they say out of sight, out of mind. So with a gentle smile on her lips, Maria made her way towards the strange unseen door. Pausing as she hesitated to run through it for the first time ever.<br/><br/>Once that hurdle was accomplished Maria happily made her way over to the loading area. It took a moment to figure out where to leave her things. But once that was done Maria picked up Art’s crate and carried it with her. As leaving him alone just seemed wrong, so Maria decided to find her a seat on the train that would allow him to sit with her. Slipping into one of the empty rooms Maria claimed it for herself and simply waited for her adventure to begin!