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chantal warner

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31 May 2018, 09:10 PM
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Chantal sighed in defeat as the Chess club began to file out of the club room. This meeting was over and everyone was dispersing but Chani wasn't quite ready to move yet. This was getting frustrating. She'd been in Chess for years and everyone knew she sucked. She'd been part of the last match played before the meet ended, and she lost. The fact that she and everyone else had been expecting that did not make it any less infuriating.
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"Ugh!" She exclaimed, collecting her bag huffily. Why was she still in this club? She'd at first thought that everyone'd left the room, but that wasn't quite true. Most had left, though a single male student remained. All she knew was that his name was Takumi. She looked up finally, after her exasperated half-huff, half-yell to discover that Takumi was still there. "Oh!" She exclaimed in surprise. "I didn't realize you were there." She spoke with an apologetic tone.
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There was a small pause and she looked down defeatedly. "I suck at Chess." She didn't know why she was still in it. After all, she had only joined to be with Ulrich. Now that they weren't together it reminded her of him. She had to concentrate now, on not tearing up. </div></div></div>

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23 Mar 2018, 01:58 AM
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Chantal almost felt sick to her stomach as she left the castle on her way to the gardens. Normally the Gardens made her so happy, she loved seeing and tending to all of the precious plants there. . . But it was different this time. She would be arriving at the gardens with Ulrich as her boyfriend and leaving single? She didn't even know if the term applied, as she was really asking for a break and not a break up. She did know, however that she would be leaving heartbroken. Or was she already and it just didn't seem real yet? That she didn't know either.
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Chani was in a sort of daze when she arrived at the gardens, but at least for now she had stopped crying. Unfortunately it was apparent by her puffy red eyes and trembling frame that she had been crying recently. She had her hood up with her wavy blonde locks spilling out of her hood. Hands shoved into her pockets to hide her shaking hands, she stepped into the gardens and glanced around.
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It wasn't hard to spot Ulrich , but the sight of him broke her heart all over again. She contained herself for the most part but her eyes gleamed with unshed tears when she approached him. As she reached him and really looked at him, she could have sworn for a couple moments that she was actually going to vomit. Soon, that passed though and she couldn't delay this any longer. "Hey. . ." She started simply, her voice cracking with emotion.

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Rick,
I've been staring at this page for an hour, trying to figure out how to say this. I don't want to do this at all, much less this way but I tried to talk to you three days ago and you had something come up and yesterday I looked all day long for you and didn't see you once. You have a lot going on lately and I feel like you haven't been making time for me. When we first got together we were so close but sometimes I forget I have a boyfriend for a moment and then I get sad. There were so many nights during my internship when I just wanted to come back to the castle and tell you about my day, what I designed, or even about the day that Edna tried to make me use fur and we got in a giant spat. You were never there, and if you were, something would come up and you would run off, promising that we would finish our conversation later. Usually, we didn't.
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This is the hardest thing I can remember ever having to do, but I think we need to take a break. If I'm being honest, I just don't feel like a priority to you anymore. Maybe this doesn't have to be forever, but I feel it is the best thing right now for me. I do love you, I just can't carry on this way anymore.


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Chantal had been out in the greenhouse extremely late this particular schoolnight. Really, she had spent all day back there and still, she didn't feel right leaving. It had come to her attention the morning before that some of the mandrakes were acting rather odd. During a tutoring session that she had done with a handful of the younger students who failed their re-potting Mandrakes lesson, one of the little brats had gone against her explicit orders to not pull them up until after everyone had donned their headgear. In fact, not a single person had placed the earmuffs on their heads before this particular burnout ripped one of the poor Mandrakes up hastily.
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Chantal dove for the student, trying to stop him, lest they all be deafened instantly but was too late. To their fortune, but the plant's misfortune, the Mandrake didn't wail at all. The poor thing had opened it's mouth, though no sound came out. She had snatched the thing and put it back into the ground all the while, telling it, "You're safe now, little one." She had such a close and unnatural bond with plants and creatures of all sorts. The lesson had been dismissed, a fact that she had still not told Professor Olivine, who only asked her to do the tutoring session because of her dislike for the Mandrakes.
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Chani chose to tend to them herself and see if she couldn't cure them. Even after she and Orel had tried after Gardening club, they continued to get sicker. Now their leaves were changing colors, in fact the potted Mandrake in her arms had leaves that were bright purple. One arm wrapped around the pot, Chani approached the chambers of her Herbology Professor. She really didn't know if she might get in trouble for being here, only a few moments before curfew, but for the Mandrake's sake, she had to try.
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The Beauxbaton student lifted her arm and rapped on the door lightly three times. "Professor Olivine?" She called out, her brows furrowing in worry. "I'm sorry to bother you, It's important!" And it was. . . To her.

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Chantal was normally a little ray of sunshine, but something was clearly bothering her for this particular Gardening club meet. Though she tried her best to carry on, a frown kept returning to her face. She was sad, though if asked, she would force a smile and say she was okay. She had done this to Rapunzel and several other club members today. Chani wasn't trying to bring the mood down, but she couldn't quite get her mind off of her Mandrakes. Well, technically they belonged to the school, but she actually viewed them as hers, like children of sorts. After all, she had always had such a weird connection to nature. Ironically, this particular plant had several human baby characteristics in its roots.
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Eventually, she was able to dismiss the meeting to return to tending them. She had thought she heard the whole club leave when she turned and made her way to to the Mandrakes. "Oh, what is wrong with you?" She asked with a sigh, reaching out and touching the leaves of one. Some of the Mandrakes had picked up an illness of some sort. The sick ones could be told from the leaves, they didn't even need to be uprooted. Compared to the leaves of the others, the color of them was paler and way more dull.
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She had been lost in thought for a moment, footsteps breaking her from her thoughts abruptly. Chantal gasped in surprise and froze for a second before turning to look at the source of said footsteps. "You scared me a little.. " She muttered.
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