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 Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:31 pm
Alair gaped at Draco and his sugestive movements that only he seemed to notice. Damn it, I've only been awake for the last hour and he's already turning me on! Alair's mind screamed as he bit his lip. "Hey Kiri?"
Kiri glanced at her brother. "Yeah?"
"Are you getting sick of me yet this morning?"
Kiri gave him an odd look, which turned into a grin and finally a laugh. "Only if you want me to be."
"That would be lovely." Alair replied, his leg shaking in the antisipation to chase after the blonde.
"Go ahead, away with you heithin~" Kiri said jokingly.
Alair was out of his seat and in the hall before you could say 'Hospital Wing'.
((is that where you're going or should I not chase you?))
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:47 pm
((He was actually heading for his own office. They could play some sort of stealthy game of follow-the-Draco.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:52 pm
((oo, I like that idea. To the office we go! or maybe this would be a good opertunity to use the one-on-one roleplays...? Or better yet, office, I need to sort out how the heck we're gonna use the 1on1's, 'cause I'm not even sure of that myself, which is really bad sence they're my sub-forums @_@!))
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:28 pm
Kiri sighed and shook her head as her brother dissapeared into the hallway. She didn't know how much time was left for breakfast and the morning became quite boring once there was no one to talk to. She would wait a few minutes so she wouldn't catch Draco and Alair snogging in the hallway, then decide on what stereotype to go with for today. It was her law; she always started out wearing a black t-shirt with the kanji of 'now applying for a japanese girlfriend' down the center, and baggy megaman pajama pants. She ponderd over prep or punk as she proded her pancackes with a...poon.
(its only 5:30 and I'm already out of it =_= oi vey...Oh, and this=opertunaty for character interaction. If no one wants to, then iri will be on her way by tomorow 3nodding )
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 11:23 am
It had been long enough, and it was starting to get late, so Kiri decided to head to her office to get dressed for the day.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:35 pm
Renee stretched and stroked Ora, getting up from the Slytherin table. She was one of the last ones, not that she minded. Sighing, shuffled along the tables and out into the entrance hall, taking one look back at the Great hall, for reasons she didn't quite understand.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 7:19 pm
Sky finnished his plate of sausages, and paused for a moment to consider whether or not he wanted anything more to eat. HE was a little surprised to find that he didnt--usually he ate quite alot. with a sigh his thoughts returned to the book he had been reading; a really wonderful encyclopedia of rare aquatic creatures, complete with pictures, that his mum had sent him as a birthday present. he had fallen asleep last night reading about the Maris Meluredo a small eellike creature that lived in the stock of see grasses, and whose poisonous skin caused the plants to come out in boils, and was very useful in curring the selfsame blight on people. HE was eager to see what the rest of the book contained, and this, he guessed, was the reason he had lost his apetite. HE picked up his bag, slung it once again over his shoulder, and stood up. he had time--he would go to his dormitory and read some more. It couldnt hurt.
On his way out the hall doors, he stumbled a little, making an embarrising lurch into the edge of the dorrway. Dark cheeks flushing with embarrasment, he hurried through the entrance hall and towards the gryffindor tower.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 10:33 pm
She walked into the Great Hall, her fingers still intertwined with Blayre's. She spotted her mother at the Slytherin table already eating and waited for Blayre to sit before seating herself.
"So what brings you here mama?" Cal had been wondering since she first saw her mother in the entrance hall.
"Your Gran thought it would be nice to visit you and if I gave you this my love..." Olivia pulled her wand out of her pocket and waved it in the air, making a small package about the size of a rubix cube appear. She handed the small box to her daughter. "In person."
Cal looked at it questioningly and unwrapped it, opening the box that was under the paper to reveal a ring of white gold with a blue diamond in the center. She gasped sharply and held the ring up to the light, watching as it sparkled beautifully. "Mama... this is Gran's-"
"Wedding ring." Her mother finished. "She wanted you to have it on your sixteenth birthday."
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 10:43 pm
Blayre peered over the box, in silent awe of the ring. It was beautiful, somehow simple and elegant. Her toes brushed across the floor as she kicked her feet slightly, feeling the commitment radiate gently off the ring.
It reminded her of looking at aunt Andromeda's wedding pictures.
Taking her goblet, Blayre poured some orange juice and and sipped quietly, looking back and forth between the mother and daughter. It was obvious to see the resemblance between them.
It made her wonder where the father was.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 10:56 pm
A playful smile blossomed on Olivia's face as she watched the two girls marvel at the ring. "You remember the magic to it right? It will always fit the wearer perfectly... and why have you still not learned to take care of your hair Calypso? You're sixteen, old enough to do it yourself." She grabbed a fistful of her daughter's platinum hair, the major difference in their nearly identical looks and tugged. " You should cut it if you won't, you look like a wild woman."
Cal squeaked in suprise and detatched her hair from her mothers grasp, petting it and pouting. "I won't cut it! I take care of it, it's just too much effort to keep it looking neat, besides, I like the way it looks..." Her look was entirely petulant as she stroked her messy blonde hair which was now draped over her shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 11:11 pm
"Let me get a hold of it," Bug chirped through Blayre. "I'd take care of it for you." Blaye took a sip of her orange juice, extinguishing the voice. Puppetry, as they liked to call it. One spoke through Blayre while she held the front with out kicking her out.
"Though," the Death Eaters child added. "I like it the way it is, as well..." Something about the wild and untamed curls made Calypso seem human, rather than one of those fakes you see on muggle television.
The two voices were somehow distinctly different, yet so exactly the same one would have to listen for the differences between them.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 11:23 pm
Cal knew exactly who it was speaking, since Blayre left her in charge of their upkeeping, it could only be one.
"You... wouldn't cut it would you?" Cal held her hair protectively, she didn't want it shorter than her mother's, it was different enough as it was. Something inside her hated how different it was and wanted it to be exactly like her mothers...
"I... don't want it any shorter..." She looked at her mother pleadingly, producing the face that always got her what she wanted, what many referred to as "Puppy-eyes."
Her mother groaned and tried to look away but was drawn in before she could stop it. "Alright... keep your crazy mane... unless your girlfriend would like to take care of it for you?" She couldn't stop the jibe that came next. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind taking care of any and every part of you..." She grinned and hid it behind her cup as she drank from it.
Cal had just lifted her own drink to her mouth and had started to swallow when her mother said those words, causing her to choke on it and spit it out onto the table, blushing hotly while coughing and leaning against the table.
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 11:41 pm
"I won't cut it!" Bug declared over their goblet before Blayre took another sip. Blayre took a deeper sip of her juice the same time Calypso did... And proceeded to identically cough and spew it out of her mouth and nose.
The perfectionist that could be sometimes would not allow for juice to cover the table, and she had grabbed a hand full of napkins on ther right before she even realized.
Her left hand held one securely to stop the dripping from her nose, her right hand placing them over the spill on the table and then offering one to Calypso.
All the while, blushing like mad all the way up to her ears and down her neck. "I-I-er..." She spoke through teary eyes. Man, orange juice BURNED!
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 11:55 pm
Cal grabbed the napkins thankfully, still coughing fitfully but managed to gasp. "MAMA!" Her coughing continued after her indignant cry.
Olivia laughed at the two girl then stopped, looked at them again and laughed some more. "Oh darling, I was just kidding... she's probably already done it."
With those words Cal nearly swallowed her tongue, gagging and falling backwards off of the bench and popping up again a moment later, gasping for breath as her face shone bright red from embarrassment and lack of oxygen.
"M-mama... what is... wrong with you?!" Ms. Diodorus proceeded to howl with laughter.
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