Does you character have any disabilities that would make it harder for them to function in a magical society? IE: Learning Disabilities, Deaf, Mutism, Mental Health, Physical/Emotional/Cognitive Disabilities or any other health concerns that could disrupt their learning.
If the answer to the above question is yes, please provide details on their condition and ways in which they have adapted to a learning environment that is not typically friendly to those with disabilities. This is to reflect that you have considered this addition to your character carefully and planned for their success or failure.
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HEREWalking quickly along the cobble stone streets, Lydia slipped into Sparky’s. The friendly St. Mungos’ receptionist had recommended. The bright green door was just far enough away that she shouldn’t run into anyone who worked there.
Stepping inside and letting the door close quietly behind her she took in the surroundings. There were a few booths along one wall, around 5 tables with chairs set down in the middle, and a long-polished bar lined with high wooden barstools.
Lydia wandered over to find her place at the far end and hopped up on the barstool. The sound of high heels sending an echo in the next to empty establishment. Taking a deep breath before looking up at the bartender and making eye contact. “Could I get a mead and a shepherd's pie if you do that sort of thing”. With a half smile, Lydia’s gaze dropped to the want Ad’s in the Daily Prophet. She wasn’t too sure how the interview had gone. It felt promising but you never knew. It would be best to keep looking.
"Tough day?” A woman asked attempting to strike.
Turning towards the sound of the voice that seemed to be asking her a question. Lydia wrestled with the idea of using her “Why are in you in my world” face, before deciding that distractions wouldn’t be a bad thing at the moment. In Fact, a heartfelt laugh escaped. “That obvious?” Almost unconsciously her legs stretched, her feet flexed, and the torture devices on her feet fell to the tiled floor. “Whomever invented job interviews obviously was into some sadistic stuff”
The woman grinned at the laugh and nodded. "Want something a little stronger to help take the edge off?" She asked. "Where are you applying?"
“Oh, just about everywhere. I just came from St. Mungo’s. It was the most brutal one yet.”. Noticing the team jacket Lydia added “I take it that you play quidditch? Or are you the Team Manager?” At this point the public conversation might be annoying others, so she stood up and took the seat next to a sweet looking young girl with a pixie cut. “I’m Lydia”.
"Everywhere huh? What do you do that you interview everywhere?" "Falcon's Keeper. Lex Laskin. " she said, offering her hand.
Making herself comfortable, “Very nice to meet you Lex” setting the heels down beside her still bare feet. “I am in Psychiatry but, it’s coming to the point I will take just about anything. And I don’t drink anything stronger any place I hope to show my face in the future.”. The barkeep set the shepherd's pie down in front of her. Before the urge to just dive in became overwhelming she asked “I’m sorry. Did you want anything? My treat?”
Lex watched the woman for a moment, "Psychiatry...too much schooling for me. “I'm set, thanks. Don't eat much after a game, adrenaline and pub food doesn't sit well. Alcohol on the other hand...Staying local?"
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Alexandra Laskin (used with permission)