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She would not show that she was afraid,
But being and feeling alone was too much to face,
Though everyone said that she was so strong,
What they didn't know is that she could barely carry on,
But she knew that she would be okay,
So she didn't let it get in her way,
Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much,
She would always tell herself she could do this
She would use no help it would be just fine
But when it got hard she would lose her focus
So take my hand and we'll be alright
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CANON: star spirit
HEIGHT: 5'3
QUOTE: she would not show that she was afraid.
AGE: 22
ALIAS: allie
MOVIE: animated original
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The Astronomy Tower was peaceful. Maia could always find some sort of solace within the cold stone walls or out on the observation deck, even surrounded by her classmates. Something about being so high above every thing else with an endless sea of night sky overhead to get lost in was comforting. It was the sort of lost that she could choose for herself rather than simply drowning in the current of students in the halls below. A form of escapism, perhaps. So many elements of her life could be considered as such. Hogwarts was an escape from life in the convent. It provided an orphan such as her, one with no family and nowhere to go, an out. An alternative from the quiet, staid, <i>muggle</i> life she lived. It allowed for a different route than one she might have taken had she not received the visit from the ministry officials all those years ago. A life as a sister of the order wouldn't have been so bad, she reminded herself, for theirs was the only sort of life she had known before coming to Hogwarts. Professors and other staff members often commented on her quietness and diligence, her work ethic, and responsible nature -- all qualities that were not, in fact, natural to her but rather ingrained in her rearing by nuns.
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Whether they realized it or not, their comments had always brought more attention upon herself than she ever cared for. She didn't much mind fading into the background but such a thing was difficult to do when praised. Steadily, over time and with so gradual a decline, Maia had systematically placed herself in the middle of her classmates insofar as marks and aptitude (at least, by appearances) and had since been left alone. She no more had the desire to be top of her class than she did to stand naked in front of the entire school singing the alma mater. That is to say, not at all, not in the least. In fact, she rather thought she would sooner jump into the black lake. No, she was content with the average marks she received in her classes. All excepted Astronomy. There, at least, she could not deny herself the pleasure the classes and homework had brought her. She enjoyed the subject far more than most of her others and her enthusiasm for it could not be denied even if she had tried -- and she had, for a little a while. Until she realized how silly she was being about the whole thing. While she might not have been willing to really feel out her potential in other areas for the sake of remaining as somewhat anonymous as she was, she could not deny how very much she likes astronomy.
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That was how the sixth year Hufflepuff girl had wound up tutoring. Maia still couldn't say why she had agreed to it other than that the professor had asked her if she was willing and she hadn't been able to think up a suitable lie that would neither disappoint them or bring suspicion on herself. She <i>did</i> enjoy the subject and many of its aspects but she wasn't so certain how she would do translating that enthusiasm and encouraging it in a struggling student. The tower was quiet as she set out her things, no classes having been scheduled for the evening. In her anxiety, she had arrived earlier than was probably necessary to mentally prepare. She wasn't sure how useful such a thing would be as she felt woefully under qualified to tutor anyone but she had agreed to do it and she had never, as yet, shirked a responsibility once taken on. Really, she hadn't had the courage to. It was a fear of confrontation more than anything else that made the sixteen year old follow through. Fear and an anxious sort of worry that it would cause backlash. So there she was, having given up her free evening, gently unrolling a blank rectangular piece of parchment for use in mapmaking. A miniature, student version of an astrolabe weighed down one corner of the parchment while an inkwell weight down the corner. A short stack of text books sat waiting for use. In truth, Maia had no idea where to start as a tutor so she had brought with her everything she could think of. She only hoped she had brought the <i>right</i> things.

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With a sigh, the girl turned her attention to the great telescope that had been erected in the center of the tower and pointed up through the ceiling towards the night sky as she waited for her her pupil to arrive.
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In the administration office of the planetarium, it was quiet save for the hum of the air conditioning. A pleasant break from the general noise of the public areas of the planetarium. Though it was hardly what one would consider a generally loud place, even at the busiest times, the building held a strange echo to it. The acoustics often magnified the voices of even the smallest crowd. The office was like walking into a bubble more often than not, especially now when she was alone. It was a necessary quiet to gather her thoughts as she gathered the materials needed for her meeting. Her stomach twisted with anxiety at the thought; it was a test of responsibility to have been given the task, the first, and it meant that her supervisors were finally looking at her beyond the guest services desk. While she'd been allowed to lead tours, as a student leaning towards specializing in astronomy, Maia had wanted to do more. This was the first sure sign that they were finally listening to her, albeit quiet, requests. While she had never considered that coordinating events at the planetarium to be a path for her, she was mostly excited to at least try it. To prove that she was capable. She was certainly diligent enough in her current work to be afforded the opportunity.
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Shuffling the papers in front of her, she reviewed what the planetarium could offer a group insofar as events went. From what little information she had been given on the prospective client, Maia suspected it wasn't going to be a difficult task in the least. Given that, whatever they had in mind, it would be for children, she was looking forward to proposing her ideas. In her opinion, several areas of the planetarium were very well suited towards children and their versus the more adult events that sometimes took place after hours. She had worked a couple of those in the past, an employee meant to be a shadow to provide directions towards the restrooms and the exit if needed. The swanky sort of people that could afford the events put on there, Maia had found, were not people she was at all curious to interact with. Their shining skin and silken finery were more dazzling than the stars she called family but that much more dangerous for being foreign beings to her.
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Even now, so long since her soul had attached itself to this form, Maia had difficulty in relating to herself as human. This fact imposed itself onto most of her personal interactions with the adults, the humans considered to be <i>'about her age'</i> as the phrase went. Children, however, were different. She'd found that she quite liked their honesty, their open view of the world around them. More accurately, she could relate to it much better than the shuddered, false affectations of most adults. With them, it did not matter when she rambled on about this or that for they were just as like to ramble at her. It was a clumsy sort of conversation, graceless in its honesty but honest nonetheless. Much like a child herself when she had first crossed, she appreciated the younglings for their pure worldview and tendency to ask questions adults wouldn't think of or feel too embarrassed to ask but were pertinent nonetheless. That her first task involved planning something for them made her want to do that much better, if only for their sake.
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Sighing as she checked her watch once more, she stood from her seat and gathered the file of information close to her chest before leaving the office to wait for the person she was meeting with to arrive. Restless, she hovered around the service desk just enough for her coworkers to take notice although they said nothing. She was just a <i>bit</i> early, she rationed as she forced herself to stand still. Fear, however, became to creep in at the edges, insidiously come to undermine her confidence. Everything would turn out alright, wouldn't it?



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She'd screwed up. Maia knew she had the minute she stepped through the portal. The timing had already been off before she'd crossed the bridge; it was instinct more than observation that had informed her of the fact. The panic constricting her lungs had overridden the warning bells as her feet had carried her at a near-run across the bridge between worlds to the portal that would transport her back to the animated world. If she had been thinking clearly she would have paused, calculated, waited. Though she couldn't claim she'd been to every world the portal opened up into, months of meticulous observation had narrowed down the handful of places she felt safe enough to cross into on her own. And it was always on her own that she went to the animated world. Too few people knew her secret, knew she was a star, for her to feel comfortable crossing with anyone. There, it was impossible for her glow to be hidden. There, her true nature was a beacon to the beasts that lurked in the darkness. Whether those beasts were real or her own demons come to taunt her, wasn't always clear.
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The animated world was less a refuge than a memorial of sorts for her. Generally, she only crossed for two reasons: to remind herself of what she had lost, what she'd given up to survive, and to hide away from the world in order to release the emotions she kept bottled up without hurting anyone. Setting the psycho babble aside, her emotions posed a physical risk to those around her. The heat she could generate when she was upset could do far more than burn, though she had yet let it ever get to that point before she'd actually harmed someone. Radiation poisoning, blindness, heat stroke were just a few of the ways someone could intentionally get hurt being near her if she lost control. It was more than enough of a reason to keep her distance from others on a good day. The last thing she ever wanted to do was hurt someone. Living with her own potential was hard enough; imagining what could happen if she wasn't careful was enough to make her nauseous all on its own. Enough guilt tied up her insides like a tangled length of barbed wire that adding to that list was not something she was willing to do. She kept a tight grip on her emotions, good or bad, to avoid it.
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When it all became too much, when she couldn't hold them back anymore, she ran to the other side of the portal. There, at least, were few that she could harm. If she came across anyone at all. Her favored place, the only place she had calculated the exact time the portal open up to, was the forested world. For all intents and purposes, the forest was empty enough of bystanders and open enough to see the stars that she could wander among the trees for as long as she needed to release the build up of feelings that threatened to overwhelm her and slip out of her control. It wasn't often these days that she needed such a place but today... today, she had and she had let her twisted up self get the better of her. Caution had been thrown out the window in the wake of the panic attack that had sent her hurtling toward the portal as if her life depended on it.
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The timing had only been off the tiniest increment but the minute she had found herself on the other side of the portal, the thick soles of her shoes clanging against the metal grating of the floor, her heart had dropped in fear. Recognition made her blood buzz in confusion. It was a ship -- a spaceship -- or she thought it was. The floor, ceiling, paneling along the walls were not dissimilar to the ship she had found herself aboard when her spirit had first fused with the girls. All was quiet around her save for the moaning and creaking of the vessel. With hesitant steps she began to move down the narrow corridor, utility lights glowing green from their sockets set in intervals. Silver-blue eyes roved over her surroundings, accounting details and calculating even as she struggled to breathe normally. Passing closed doors with panels of controls backlit by whatever power source kept the ship working. Coming to the end of the corridor showed another door just like them and Maia stared at the control panel a moment, worrying her bottom lip in indecision. She breathed in deep and hit the button labeled 'open' and winced as the door whined and slid into the wall. Ducking into the space beyond, her heart stopped.
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Before her was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Three-fourths of the circular room was taken up by a large glass window that swelled in a convex. The metal framework that shaped the rhombic panels did not lessen the view and it was what was beyond the window that caught Maia's breath and stole it completely away. Home was her first thought as she moved towards it. Hot tears spilled onto her cheeks as she pressed a hand to the freezing glass. Even so, she didn't blink, unable to break her gaze from the sea of stars that spread out before her. Her heart pressed against her ribcage as if it felt how close the galaxy was. The inches of glass between her and the galaxy was almost cruel for even if it hadn't been there she wouldn't have been able to join the stars that winked at her. A sound that was somewhere between a sob and a laugh gurgled from the back of her throat as she leaned forward to press her forehead against the glass. A blessing or a curse or a little of both, was what ran through her mind as her eyes slipped closed.


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This request is for my animated star spirit oc. Maia is the spirit of the star Maia of the Pleiades constellation. You can read her app here. In a nutshell, when the darkness swept through her little part of the galaxy, her star cluster broke apart. In running from it, she attached herself to the soul of a human girl on a passing ship. Unfortunately, in the chaos, she didn't see what happened to her siblings and was too afraid in the aftermath to question much about what was going on. She blames herself from breaking apart the cluster in her fear and carries a lot of guilt over it, certain that her siblings didn't make it. Learning to be human, or mostly, has been a trial all on her own and adjusting to socializing with others outside of her siblings even more so.
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She misses her family a lot and I, of course, would love to see more stars around. This is a pretty general request in that there's a lot of freedom! Ages, faces, genders are all open as the other stars would have had to accept closest human. I encourage you to read her app and also Sam's for Cyrus Helios (the spirit of Mercury) as they are both from the same world to kind of get a feel for how it works. I have some ideas and I want to hear yours if you're interested in taking one on, so please talk to me!
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The sibling stars, for the purposes of this want, are: Alcyone, Electra, Taygeta, Merope, Celaeno, and Sterope.


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I wasn't going to post this yet but yeesh where has the time gone?? This is not necessarily an absence but a "pls have patience with me" type thing (or partially anyway). SO LIKE HEY IT'S A HOLIDAY WEEKEND AND I FORGOT? Go me. Normally, this would generally mean me clinging to the site for dear life and whining about retail work. Except that my extended family decided an almost-spur-of-the-moment jaunt to Alabama was an excellent idea >.> I had a plan, guys, and now that plan is useless 8I

I haven't really talked about this much, but my sister and her boyfriend are basically living here as some complications arising from what I'll call "the incident" a few months ago cost my sister her job, which made the house she was renting no longer affordable, la la la, lots of drama later, she moved back in with new boyfriend in tow. This has not been quite as taxing as I anticipated and they are not the problem. The problem is that there are five of us currently taking up the bedrooms of my parents house, with my grandparents and possibly an uncle and cousin coming to stay. For. A. Week. There will be no where to go where I won't be tripping over people for a whole seven days. That is, the07/02-07/09. Save me. I won't say I won't be around because, let's face it, this place keeps me sane. Unfortunately, I will be required to socialize when I am not at work and there is probably no escaping the lengthy dominoes games and /sob

Once that hell is over, I'll only be a few days out from leaving the country. Again, I'll probably be around procrastinating and panicking about multiple things. But I will be leaving for jolly old England on the evening of the 14th. While I will have wifi some of the time (and the ability to text anyone on a sprint plan for free), I won't really be able to be around except at night?? And, with recent events, I kind of am looking forward to the disconnect. I'm pretty much going by myself and will be by myself for the majority of the trip. It's been a really long time since I've had to rely solely on myself for company and survival and I think this will be good for me?? At the risk of bringing out the cheese hardcore, I'm kind of hoping to do some soul searching and make some hard decisions I've been putting off for way too long while seeing a bit of the world. That isn't to say there won't be hella pictures and sporadic instas/snaps because there likely will be. Just...I might not respond to messages <.< (And maybe by the time christmas comes around, I'll actually have both disney and the uk edited and uploaded to my satisfaction, har har har). Anyway, from 07/14-07/24 consider me incommunicado in regards to emergencies. (You can pm/im me probably and I'll see it at some point.)

When I return from my jaunt across the pond, barring jet lag and what not, I'll be around a bit for, like, a week? BUT Mom's supposed to be having surgery in that time and iunno man, we'll see. Then the whole first week of August I'll be freaking the heck out about Regional Barista Championships because they will be weekend of the 6th and the 7th...in New Orleans 8)) Work is flying me there and what not but since I don't really have much information about what goes on at this point, I don't know how much I'll be around until after it is over. Moreover, since I effed up my hand, I've been learning to pour with my other one and that's been fun (oddly enough, I've discovered that I'm actually much better at pouring with my left, so that's cool). BUT LOADS OF STRESS BECAUSE WAAAAH PRESSURE. Annnnd then school starts again for me on the 18th of August and my genius self thought "hey, why not try to squeeze in three classs in a 7wk period this time??" But they're mostly fun writing classes for that session so I think it will be fine >.> lbr, I'll be using my kids bc who doesn't want fiction about animated characters, right? ...right? <.<

In all my spare days, the *new* plan is to save the kids so I'm not planning on missing the ac in the leassssst. Let's just call this a precaution because whoa, I did not consider all the things. Anyway, yeah, I'm gonna be really stretched thin probs for the next millenia month or so, pleaaaase bear with me.

This affects: Roman Graciano, Ali Barakat, Maia Hadyn, Deacon Arsenault, Georgia Maitland, Tallulah Dagney, and Calix Brenhin. and Cameron, once he's finished





I LOVE YOU ALL. IF YOU HEAR HIGH-PITCHED WHINING CAT NOISES IN THE DISTANCE, IT'S PROBABLY ME.

-Allie <3
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