<div class="floatleft">(https://vistapointe.net/images/alina-kovalenko-1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Quinn Hurst (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16094008#msg16094008)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 1st, 2022 | In transit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express cab<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Floral dress as pictured with these tights and boots (http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/2eja9k-l-610x610-shoes-brown-autumn-autumn+outfit-girly-black-combat+boots-boots-tan-cute-vintage-ankle+boots-cute+shoes-fall+fashion-cute+boots.jpg)<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Phoebe Ryan - Mine (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDGOU24Yf4Y)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Traveling to Hogwarts<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Reyansh Desai<br/><hr/><br/>Quinn nodded at the idea that there were many things for tourists and visitors to do in England. She hadn’t had a ton of time to sightsee what with being at Hogwarts and maintaining her busy schedule. But when she had gotten a chance to go out and about, she enjoyed going to shops and enjoying a variety of sweets. If she had the chance, she’d even like to set herself up in front of something beautiful so that she could draw it. Maybe a garden or a grand building.<br/><br/>“That’s true,” Quinn remarked. He went on to say that because she wasn’t new to Hogwarts, though, that she probably already discovered most of what there was to discover at Hogwarts. She shrugged at his sentiment about experiences not only being about magic. “I’ve spent most of my life without magic, so I definitely know what you mean there,” she chuckled. “I’m a muggle-born witch.” She explained, as if that needed explanation.<br/><br/>She nodded at his explanation about how their journals were just that – journals – not professional portfolios being handed into an art exhibit or anything. It helped her to feel slightly more at ease knowing that he wouldn’t be judging her talent as harshly as an art professor or talent scout might. Once she received his journal, she started flipping through immediately, finding herself very curious indeed.<br/><br/>Thank goodness she had something to look at while he was flipping through the pages of her sketchbook, or else she would have likely been a nervous wreck watching him as he judged her art. But, it felt less judgmental with Rey, and she appreciated that. She read through a few lines, flipping pages and glancing at others. She noted the beautiful words, the intricate detail, and the vivid descriptions. “You’re very good with the written word,” she murmured.<br/><br/>Rey expressed his own compliment to Quinn, commenting that her work was incredible. “Oh, I don’t know about that,” she laughed. He told her his favorite, which made her blush even deeper. “Oh, really?” And just when she was sure her face was about as red as it could get, he said that her eyes were more lovely than her realistic drawing. “Oh, thank you,” she squeaked out, just barely, finding herself giggling for some reason.<br/><br/>“I really like your work too, the description is so rich and the pictures you’re painting for the audience’s minds… that must be hard to do with just a few words, but you make it look effortless.” Quinn handed his journal back to him before turning to check on her cat, making sure that the black fur ball was still asleep in the carrier. Thankfully, she was curled up into a tight ball and snoring quietly.