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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Abraham Orlando Botros-Giordano
Gryffindor
Third Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Aurelio Kolya Kaiser
Slytherin
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Alexei Dragomirov Petrov
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Typhon Ulysses Prince
Slytherin
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Achilles Alexander Zacharias
Ravenclaw
Seventh Year
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Phillip was still uncomfortable. VERY uncomfortable. He didn't spill the beans about this to ANYONE so why was he telling this Ravenclaw right here? And why did they have to do this task in the first place? He didn't mind the getting to know people part -- other people's secrets -- but having to share his OWN personal issues was a different matter. So WHY, BOTROS, WHY?

And WHY WASN'T DAXTON SPEAKING?!

Merlin.

Instead, the boy was pulling out some sort of notebook and scribbling in it. Confused, Phillip tried to lean in juuuuuust to check that he wasn't taking notes of PHILLIP'S statement. But there was something else being written there. Something that made him squint to try and read it because it was upside down and all.

But before long, he was SHOWN the statement himself and.......... he paused. Again. He had no dad? NONE?! Phillip shot Daxton a confused look. "You have no dad. But..." How was that POSSIBLE? Was he some sort of Muggle science experiment gone WRONG? It would explain the no talking. "... Did your mum never tell you?" What? He was curious, okay?

But his eyes caught some sign of movement so he looked towards the flashcard, only to see that the first question was vanishing. COOL. Next question, then.

'2) Do an impression of a celebrity or a professor you enjoy going to their classes the most.'

So this was a guessing game, then? HMMM. Phillip rubbed his chin as he tried to think of a celebrity -- because he didn't have a favourite professor OR class yet. But there were TONS out there. Quidditch players, actors, musicians.............. And then his mind landed on one musician in particular. One with long hair who liked to rock out.

Oh, this would be GOLD.

So, Phillip messed up his normally straight hair to try and make it look slightly messy and wavy but in a GOOD way. Did it work? He didn't know but he was counting on it. He also took off his tie and tied it around his forehead to look COOL. Like, the ULTIMATE LEVEL OF COOL. And then he started playing air guitar -- which was something he did BEST -- and generally rocking out while also singing The Dragon Inside dramatically.

Was that going to be good enough?
To Phillip Romalotti's question, Daxton only gave a shrug. To answer in detail would be to reveal more about himself than he was comfortable doing, and that was not going to happen. The Romalotti boy could keep guessing; no doubt one of Charlotte Kettleburn's rumours would get to him and he could draw his own (incorrect) conclusions.

Peeking at the next prompt at the same time as the Slytherin, Daxton would have completely deadpanned, were it not for the fact that he was permanently in the 'deadpan' expression.

An impression... of a celebrity or professor. Multiple problems with this one. One being that Daxton did not really know of any celebrities, not right at this moment, at least. Another problem was the fact that he did not have the slightest idea how he was supposed to do an impression. He did not really know enough about how people operated to know how to emulate them.

Though... Phillip Romalotti did not seem to be having much trouble. Daxton watched him, blinking, taking half a step back when the boy started warbling one song or another, a song Daxton did not recognised. He watched the other boy warily for a moment, but did not join him with the impersonations. Instead he wrote something new on his notebook, and held it up for the other boy to see when he was done... doing whatever.

'Next.'

As in, it was time to move on to the next prompt.

As in, Daxton had no interest in making himself look like an idiot.
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