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7 Deadly Sins

Complete seven threads, one where your character displays each of the Seven Deadly Sins — Pride, Lust, Sloth, Envy, Weath, Gluttony, and Greed. Each thread should be at least ten posts, with at least three being your own. Character accounts can be combined.

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April 29th, 1888 - Fisk House, Bartonburg
What's fun about commitment?
When we have our life to live
Yeah, we're just young dumb and broke
But we still got love to give

Ten days. It had been ten days since the incident with Mr. Darrow on The Voyager, and Zelda had not told anyone, had just gone about her life as normal, like she was still virginal and mostly good. She tried not to think about it too much. Mr. Darrow was gone, he was on his way to Avalon, which did not exist, and probably he would die on the way. That was too morbid, so - trying not to think about it.

It was always a good day when Dionisia was able to come visit, because their schedules were both so busy that they usually weren't able to manage it. But today Dionisia got to stay for dinner, and while they waited for it to be made the two girls were draped across Zelda's bed, the door closed. Zelda had, at some point, pulled out a copy of Witch Weekly she would not admit to subscribing to so that they could poke fun at it.

"So, Tweedy," Zelda said, wrinkling her nose at her pal, "Are there any boys you like at Hogsmeade Hospital?"



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Life while at Hogwarts had been full of uncertainty and anxiety about the future, but she'd found her peace of mind ever since falling into her job as a mediwitch. While the schedule was always less-than-predictable, she had a job, which is better than most people had assumed when she was jumping from house to house during her Hogwarts years. It was a job she was particularly good at, too, and one that paid enough to allow her a single room in a Pennyworth boarding house.

Not that everything was perfect. She missed the days where she could lounge with her friends, who arguably had more leisure-filled lives than herself. Zelda was the exception — she was far more career-oriented than many ladies of the middle class, which meant they could relate on work-related woes.

One thing they could not, apparently, was romance.

Dionisia would never have considered bringing that topic up while the two of them were hanging out; she was far more inclined to babble on about patients not understanding that mediwitches and healers weren't the only ones capable of reversing undesirable magical effects. Then Zelda could tell her all about the members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad and how they got out of doing work because people thought healers were the default.

But no, they were talking about—

"Boys?" she questioned, tossing a furrowed-brow expression as Zelda. Crushes were something Dionisia had rarely focused on growing up, mostly because she'd had more important things to worry about. There were definitely points where she found people to be attractive enough to be worth subtle staring and quick glances, but that wasn't the same as attraction, right? Especially since those thoughts were directed towards both wizards and witches.

She supposed Mr. Alfred Clearwater and Mr. Banges — both who were in her year and were now coworkers — were attractive enough, but not unlike how Mrs. Annabelle Bones or even Zelda herself were!

"Um- No, I don't really think so." she answered quietly, looking up at Zelda as if she'd come to an epiphany.



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That wasn't the answer she'd wanted. If Tweedy had done something stupid, too, then that meant that Zelda's decision wasn't so bad - because other people had done it.

"That's how I felt about people at the Ministry," Zelda said, because boys were much less attractive after you watched them trying to deal with fiendfyre. "But - I don't know. Some aren't so bad." She dropped the magazine onto the floor unceremoniously, and rested her chin on the mattress. What was she going to do if Tweedy was mad at her?



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She wasn't sure if Zelda was being pouty or if she was just bored (the latter seemed more likely, as they were just idly waiting for dinner to be served), but the other's girl's tone was indecisive and that was decidedly a not-very-Zelda way to speak. Being a mediwitch meant being perceptive and learning to read people's needs, but physical needs were much easier to figure out than emotional needs. As such, Dionisia would proceed with caution.

"Why do you ask?" she prompted, resting her cheek against the bed cover so she could look up at Zelda's face from an (arguably silly) angle. "Have you fallen in love with something — someone — besides your job? You're not usually the sort to talk about men," Despite her teasing, she tried her best to speak with sensitivity.



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Zelda laughed. "I'm not in love," she said. She poked Dionisia in the ribs. "Love is dramatic. I just - you know, liked someone."



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Love, like — what was the difference? Was there a difference? (And was she so inexperienced in the ways of romance that she couldn't spot them?) A smile spread across Dionisia's lips at the affirmation that — whether it was love or just "like" — Zelda was feeling something other than platonic friendship towards a gentleman.

"Would I know who he is? Or is he- you know, someone from work?" she asked curiously, relaxing her tone so it didn't come off as so teasing. She didn't think Zelda would react well to the antics of giggling schoolgirls.



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"He's kind of from work," Zelda admitted, "But he doesn't work at the Ministry. He's just been - um, catastrophe adjacent, I guess." This was both the most accurate and the most off-course way to describe Mr. Darrow, she realized.

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It took Dionisia a moment to figure out what "catastrophe adjacent" meant before realizing that oh, Zelda worked in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. (She was worried for a second that she'd avoided the newspaper — or Zelda's personal life, if it was a different type of catastrophe — for far too long.)

"I feel like there's a purpose to this conversation," she concluded, offering Zelda a knowing glance. "You've never spoken about these sort of things with me before. Did something, you know, bad happen?"



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