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Harmonizer · 10-09-2007, 07:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Fateylicious

Etain shook his hand gently, trying to study this boys demeanor and his eyes. The eyes are known to be the gateway to the soul. Her honey eyes looked him up and down and slowly turned to be looking at the oak tree. No gawking.

"Oh, I was just curious," she mentioned softly. "I'm more particular to gardens full of herbs and flowers. Flower Sprites are cute little things." She started to walk around, peering at the tree and it's wonder. "I'm Etain." Etain bowed her head and looked back up, now staring at him with harsh eyes.

She smirked and ordered, "Bow before me."

Auberon held the girl's stare as long and unblinkly as he could. He could feel her eyes burning in him as she looked. Sexy. Auberon likes. It was cut short, though, when she looked away. Drat.

He listened to her soft voice, smiling as he did so. Flower Sprites? So, those things exsisted here too? This girl knew a lot of things. "Yeah, they were," he commented, following her as she walked around. Etain. He smiled, then opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly shut up by her harsh stare. Woah. Change of heart much?

He blinked at her words. Suddenly, he snorted. "Haha. Yeah right. Nice joke, Etain," he said, grinning broadly. Strange request, and surely she didn't mean that, did she?

A Twisted Wicked Fate · 10-09-2007, 09:15 PM

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Originally Posted by Sacagawea

Auberon held the girl's stare as long and unblinkly as he could. He could feel her eyes burning in him as she looked. Sexy. Auberon likes. It was cut short, though, when she looked away. Drat.

He listened to her soft voice, smiling as he did so. Flower Sprites? So, those things exsisted here too? This girl knew a lot of things. "Yeah, they were," he commented, following her as she walked around. Etain. He smiled, then opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly shut up by her harsh stare. Woah. Change of heart much?

He blinked at her words. Suddenly, he snorted. "Haha. Yeah right. Nice joke, Etain," he said, grinning broadly. Strange request, and surely she didn't mean that, did she?

Etain blinked a few times. He denied bowing to her? What a naive boy. And to think he was almost worthy of holding her eyes and time. She turned around, her back to him, trying to think of what to say next.

"It is a courtly thing to do, young lad. To bow before a Queen." She turned back around. Hey golden hair swished around into her face and over her shoulders. "A lad such as yourself will bow and take his grace's hand and lay his lips upon it, gracefully." She smiled. "But obviously you don't know the courtly thing to do, right? Auberon." She said his name, soft and sweetly.

Etain even wondered if he took notice to her different choice of clothes, so unlike the other kids at this school. She was always adorned in gold trimmed, silky white medieval gowns. Now back in her court of intrigue and the fey, she would wear something more light and showing more skin. Faeries like to show there colored skin.

Harmonizer · 10-11-2007, 04:38 AM

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Originally Posted by Fateylicious

Etain blinked a few times. He denied bowing to her? What a naive boy. And to think he was almost worthy of holding her eyes and time. She turned around, her back to him, trying to think of what to say next.

"It is a courtly thing to do, young lad. To bow before a Queen." She turned back around. Her golden hair swished around into her face and over her shoulders. "A lad such as yourself will bow and take his grace's hand and lay his lips upon it, gracefully." She smiled. "But obviously you don't know the courtly thing to do, right? Auberon." She said his name, soft and sweetly.

Etain even wondered if he took notice to her different choice of clothes, so unlike the other kids at this school. She was always adorned in gold trimmed, silky white medieval gowns. Now back in her court of intrigue and the fey, she would wear something more light and showing more skin. Faeries like to show there colored skin.

Auberon's smile faded a bit when Etain turned her back on him. Okay. So maybe she was serious about the bowing-down thing. How should he have known? He really wasn't one to apologize (shudder...), but he was thinking it (double shudder...).

Before he could make a move, she had turned back around. The small twist in his stomach loosened up. He listened to her words and sighed inwardly. What was she playing at? Did she really expect him to believe that she was a Queen? Well, he had to admit, she sure looked to be one. Dressed like one, too. He had only seen her once or twice, and he always thought her choice of clothes was a bit off, but he liked her anyway. She looked rich, and beautiful. Like he was.

"Well then," he said, taking in her words. He smirked, then took her by the hand. He gently kissed her hand, and smiled against it. It felt so soft and delicate, he felt like he was kissing silk. "Etain," he whispered just as softly. "How was that then?" He kept her hand in his, stroking it with his thumb slightly.

Faerilicious · 10-11-2007, 06:03 AM

Click.

The door of the bathroom finally opened to reveal Grace, all dressed and ready to go, but her dripping wet hair was the only thing that was stopping her. She didn’t know which style to go for today and so she hadn’t dried them yet. She glanced around the room to find everyone as they were. Or that is what it seemed like. Was Mozzie there or were those just the blankets placed in such a way which makes it seem like Mozzie was there? She looked at Georgie’s bed and then turned around to face the mirror.

Go something special or casual? She eyed her long, blonde hair as she thought, but decided to just go casual. She dried her hair with a useful spell she picked up from a teen magazine a few years ago and smiled. Perfect.

She grabbed her stuff and walked out of the dormitory, out of the portrait hole and towards the Great Hall.

A Twisted Wicked Fate · 10-16-2007, 12:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Sacagawea

Auberon's smile faded a bit when Etain turned her back on him. Okay. So maybe she was serious about the bowing-down thing. How should he have known? He really wasn't one to apologize (shudder...), but he was thinking it (double shudder...).

Before he could make a move, she had turned back around. The small twist in his stomach loosened up. He listened to her words and sighed inwardly. What was she playing at? Did she really expect him to believe that she was a Queen? Well, he had to admit, she sure looked to be one. Dressed like one, too. He had only seen her once or twice, and he always thought her choice of clothes was a bit off, but he liked her anyway. She looked rich, and beautiful. Like he was.

"Well then," he said, taking in her words. He smirked, then took her by the hand. He gently kissed her hand, and smiled against it. It felt so soft and delicate, he felt like he was kissing silk. "Etain," he whispered just as softly. "How was that then?" He kept her hand in his, stroking it with his thumb slightly.

Etain watched him take her hand a gently kiss it with such grace, his lips slightly smiling too. She smirked and stepped forward so that they weren't that far apart anymore. They were now more than a foot away, hands still between them.

"Auberon, you know how to please a Seelie Queen," she lightly smiled. Her light pink honey lips sparkled in the light of the sun, so did her honey waved hair. "I can see you being a subject of mine." Etain quickly took her hand away from his, which he was just stroking and she moved closer.

She pulled her hand up and lightly stroked his cheek. She did so and softly outlined his jaw line. "You have a very strong bone structure, m'dear," she whispered softly. "That might get you far."

Harmonizer · 10-17-2007, 01:02 PM

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Originally Posted by Fateylicious

Etain watched him take her hand a gently kiss it with such grace, his lips slightly smiling too. She smirked and stepped forward so that they weren't that far apart anymore. They were now more than a foot away, hands still between them.

"Auberon, you know how to please a Seelie Queen," she lightly smiled. Her light pink honey lips sparkled in the light of the sun, so did her honey waved hair. "I can see you being a subject of mine." Etain quickly took her hand away from his, which he was just stroking and she moved closer.

She pulled her hand up and lightly stroked his cheek. She did so and softly outlined his jaw line. "You have a very strong bone structure, m'dear," she whispered softly. "That might get you far."

Auberon straightened up and watched her smirk, then step forward. His heart skipped a beat for some reason. It had never done that before. He continued to hold her hands, squeezing them gently, almost delicately as though he would break her.

When she spoke, it was his turn to smirk. She really didn't let the subject of Seelie Queen go. That wasn't what interested him really, anyway. He watched her with wistful eyes. "Just a subject, then?" he asked, trying to mask the pleading in his voice. So not Daly-like. Shudder. He then blinked when she stook her hands from his... And then she moved closer still.

As her hand raised and settled on his cheek, he took in a slow breath and his eyes were closed. He smiled when she spoke, then he nodded against her hand, loving the feel of her smooth hand on his face. He then slowly raised his hand to clamp around her wrist. He moved it from his jaw line and kissed the middle spot on her wrist. "Thank you for that, my Queen," he muttered quietly, enjoying the moment with her even if it meant addressing her differently than he normally would.

Austin · 10-18-2007, 02:42 AM

Inez tilted her head to the side, confused when she watched Josh. She smiled and gave a little giggle, trying to prove that she got it. Though she really didn't... She nodded. "Yeah! It is good! It's super sweet. Doesn't taste like milk though if you ask me..." Finally remembering why she brought it up she let a pouty look cross her face and she glanced around the great hall. With an impatient sigh she asked, "Where is Quentin when I need him? Or Nolan!!! He's so smart. If you ask him a question it just goes right over your head." She smiled at him then explained, "I have a question for him... I would ask you, but you haven't had strawberry milk." She glanced at the door again before adding, "Orange juice is good though!"

A Twisted Wicked Fate · 10-23-2007, 02:08 AM

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Originally Posted by Sacagawea

Auberon straightened up and watched her smirk, then step forward. His heart skipped a beat for some reason. It had never done that before. He continued to hold her hands, squeezing them gently, almost delicately as though he would break her.

When she spoke, it was his turn to smirk. She really didn't let the subject of Seelie Queen go. That wasn't what interested him really, anyway. He watched her with wistful eyes. "Just a subject, then?" he asked, trying to mask the pleading in his voice. So not Daly-like. Shudder. He then blinked when she stook her hands from his... And then she moved closer still.

As her hand raised and settled on his cheek, he took in a slow breath and his eyes were closed. He smiled when she spoke, then he nodded against her hand, loving the feel of her smooth hand on his face. He then slowly raised his hand to clamp around her wrist. He moved it from his jaw line and kissed the middle spot on her wrist. "Thank you for that, my Queen," he muttered quietly, enjoying the moment with her even if it meant addressing her differently than he normally would.

Auberon. He seemed to be bred from a rich family. He's well kept up. Rather haughty if you ruffle his coat jacket. Now, Etain. She was brought up in the court of faeries, let alone the 'love is equal' 'dignity before death' court. And she was of course, Queen, enforcing things like this to her people. Her race. Blood. Ugh. She started to get lightheaded. Just thinking of home made her lightheaded.

Etain felt a soft squeeze, if a squeeze could ever be soft, around her hands. She noticed Auberon had smirked, almost matching hers. She looked up at his eyes, reading them. She noticed the pleading and the sound in his voice as he spoke. She thought it was rather cute. (-giggles- cute.) Wait, when she ever think things were cute? Let alone a boy. Well, young man.

Next minute he was closing his eyes and she started blinking. What was h- AND HE KISSED HER WRIST? She wanted to fall down, she was getting lightheaded. Why was she feeling like this? "And what shall I call you? You aren't a fey. Hmm," she closed her eyes and licked her lips, as if she had ambrosia on them. "Your no Knight, I can't really see you on horseback in armour," she trailed off again. "You can't be my advisor, I already have those and they are rather old and wizened. Plus, you wouldn't want to be an advisor." She stifled a quick laugh, imagining him in lightly sprayed veil of colors. "Well lets see, what else then?" Etain thought more this time.

Aha. She laughed lightly, a sort of giggly laugh. "A high King to fit my Queenship?" She pressed her wrist to his lips again, so he could smell the sweet lavender she rubbed on herself earlier. "Now what would Auberon Daly say to that?" She smirked, testing him slightly.

Harmonizer · 10-26-2007, 12:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Fateylicious

Auberon. He seemed to be bred from a rich family. He's well kept up. Rather haughty if you ruffle his coat jacket. Now, Etain. She was brought up in the court of faeries, let alone the 'love is equal' 'dignity before death' court. And she was of course, Queen, enforcing things like this to her people. Her race. Blood. Ugh. She started to get lightheaded. Just thinking of home made her lightheaded.

Etain felt a soft squeeze, if a squeeze could ever be soft, around her hands. She noticed Auberon had smirked, almost matching hers. She looked up at his eyes, reading them. She noticed the pleading and the sound in his voice as he spoke. She thought it was rather cute. (-giggles- cute.) Wait, when she ever think things were cute? Let alone a boy. Well, young man.

Next minute he was closing his eyes and she started blinking. What was h- AND HE KISSED HER WRIST? She wanted to fall down, she was getting lightheaded. Why was she feeling like this? "And what shall I call you? You aren't a fey. Hmm," she closed her eyes and licked her lips, as if she had ambrosia on them. "Your no Knight, I can't really see you on horseback in armour," she trailed off again. "You can't be my advisor, I already have those and they are rather old and wizened. Plus, you wouldn't want to be an advisor." She stifled a quick laugh, imagining him in lightly sprayed veil of colors. "Well lets see, what else then?" Etain thought more this time.

Aha. She laughed lightly, a sort of giggly laugh. "A high King to fit my Queenship?" She pressed her wrist to his lips again, so he could smell the sweet lavender she rubbed on herself earlier. "Now what would Auberon Daly say to that?" She smirked, testing him slightly.

Auberon looked down on her as she read his eyes. He kept her close, not letting go of her wrist. It was nice to know that, up to now, she had no intention of withdrawing her wrist from his grip.

His brows then pulled together as she noticed her expression. She looked kind of faint. He moved his free hand to her back to support her in case she really did faint. "Etain -" he started, but was soon cut off as she spoke. He listened as she ticked off the list of what he could be to her. He shook his head, mmed and oohed at the right instances, watching her intently. Her voice sounded like a wind chime to him. It was funny to suddenly think that, but then again, she had claimed she was a faerie. What could be impossible to them?

Suddenly, she laughed. He blinked. Her laugh was even better than her voice. When he heard her suggestion, his heart involuntarily did a sort of back flip. What was that? He gulped as she then pressed her wrist to his lips again, and he inhaled. He withdrew from her wrist then, and smiled at her. "I'm most certain Auberon would say... yes. Especially if it means being with Etain," he said softly, pressing her closer to him so that they were mere centimeters away.

Austin · 11-03-2007, 05:28 PM

Where's ashlieeee? -sniffles-

Mikah had gotten up a pretty long time ago, but hadn't felt like moving. She still hated being here. It was all so different. New people, new houses, new dorms... With a sigh she finally just grabbed a book and headed downstairs and out to the grove. She would just have to spend her time with all those characters of her book. Whoever they were... She hadn't started this one yet. Kale had just finished it and handed it off to her. Taking a seat of the grass, she leaned her back against the tree and opened it up to page one.

whende · 11-03-2007, 05:38 PM

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Where's ashleeee? -sniffles-

Mikah had gotten up a pretty long time ago, but hadn't felt like moving. She still hated being here. It was all so different. New people, new houses, new dorms... With a sigh she finally just grabbed a book and headed downstairs and out to the grove. She would just have to spend her time with all those characters of her book. Whoever they were... She hadn't started this one yet. Kale had just finished it and handed it off to her. Taking a seat of the grass, she leaned her back against the tree and opened it up to page one.

Kitty flipped a page and crashed into a tree branch. "Crap. Ow... ow..." She held one hand to her forhead while she crawled toward her book, which landed a few feet away. Her hand wrapped around the spine and she turned to lean against a tree. She looked at her other hand and made a face. Blood was smeared across her fingers.

"Ewwwwww." She wiped her hand on the grass and stuck it back up against her forhead. After sitting with her back against the tree for a moment, her eyes closed, she opened them again and jumped. "Er... hi." She hadn't seen anyone else up til then.

Hermione_loves_Ron · 11-04-2007, 05:06 PM

OoC: Ashlie has been naughty and kept being too lazy to reply. BAD ASHLIE. I know. I er. Should be able to, tonight. Holidays are over. Check. Midterms are over. Check. Birthday is over. Check. I SHOULD be able to force myself to write up a big long new post I'm glad to see you guys still are going though. YAY!

Austin · 11-06-2007, 12:54 AM

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Kitty flipped a page and crashed into a tree branch. "Crap. Ow... ow..." She held one hand to her forhead while she crawled toward her book, which landed a few feet away. Her hand wrapped around the spine and she turned to lean against a tree. She looked at her other hand and made a face. Blood was smeared across her fingers.

"Ewwwwww." She wiped her hand on the grass and stuck it back up against her forhead. After sitting with her back against the tree for a moment, her eyes closed, she opened them again and jumped. "Er... hi." She hadn't seen anyone else up til then.

Mikah jumped as a girl slammed right into the tree. She didn't seem to take notice of her at first, but what else was new? "Are you alright?" she said with a look of concern, looking at her hand. "Hi..." she added quietly with a small, shy smile.

Yay!!! Ashlieeee's back!!! -huggles- It was your b-day? Happy belated birthday!

A Twisted Wicked Fate · 11-06-2007, 12:58 AM

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Originally Posted by Sacagawea

Auberon looked down on her as she read his eyes. He kept her close, not letting go of her wrist. It was nice to know that, up to now, she had no intention of withdrawing her wrist from his grip.

His brows then pulled together as she noticed her expression. She looked kind of faint. He moved his free hand to her back to support her in case she really did faint. "Etain -" he started, but was soon cut off as she spoke. He listened as she ticked off the list of what he could be to her. He shook his head, mmed and oohed at the right instances, watching her intently. Her voice sounded like a wind chime to him. It was funny to suddenly think that, but then again, she had claimed she was a faerie. What could be impossible to them?

Suddenly, she laughed. He blinked. Her laugh was even better than her voice. When he heard her suggestion, his heart involuntarily did a sort of back flip. What was that? He gulped as she then pressed her wrist to his lips again, and he inhaled. He withdrew from her wrist then, and smiled at her. "I'm most certain Auberon would say... yes. Especially if it means being with Etain," he said softly, pressing her closer to him so that they were mere centimeters away.

OOC: -giggles- Oh [Aubetain] in msn convo's are so funny. xD

Now to post.

And Etain had no intention of drawing her frail pale wrist from his grasp. They were now closer than before, almost to close, but she wouldn't moved. This somehow felt right to her. How so, though? She was never like this. She must be going loony like mortals.

She leaned back up after she gave back a bit while he held her back so she wouldn't fall. Getting faint at the wrong times always got the best of her. Drat to those times. She thought of him as she traced her free hand around his neck, feeling his smooth skin at her touch. It was nice.

When he spoke those words about being with her and that he would, she gasped slightly. Would he REALLY? No one had ever agreed to that, it was rather risky to except. But then again, he could be merely jesting, just wanting to see your reaction. She took a breath in and implied, "Well if you really do, how come you won't bow to me? Something must be wrong with you, your head isn't in the game yet." She raised an eyebrow.

"You see, getting tangled up with me, you will be put in a game. Like chess. Always be on your toes. The fey would pay attention to you, talk to you because you are with me." She smoothed his hair down with her soft caress. "But, I think you can take it. So," she smirked. "Are you willing to take up this challenge to be with me?" Her eyes were intense and smiling up at him. Would he take it up? Be with her like boyfriend and girlfriend? Risk things. Take chances. Be with the fey. He looked like he could.

whende · 11-06-2007, 01:07 AM

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Mikah jumped as a girl slammed right into the tree. She didn't seem to take notice of her at first, but what else was new? "Are you alright?" she said with a look of concern, looking at her hand. "Hi..." she added quietly with a small, shy smile.

Yay!!! Ashlieeee's back!!! -huggles- It was your b-day? Happy belated birthday!

"Oh, sure. I'm fi-" She tried to stand up to demonstrate her fineness. The world spun around her and she collapsed back against the tree. "Light-headed," Kitty said. She pressed her hand harder to her forehead and waved the other one around. "Right. Hi." Had she said that already?

Hermione_loves_Ron · 11-06-2007, 11:52 PM

Waking up in the Hufflepuff Common Room was weird. The bed was not at all as comfortable as his was back at St. Vertigo's, nor did he feel so refreshed. His sleep had been uneven and he kept having nightmares throughout the night. They were back, they were back. All through the night, he woke up to flashes of green that left him panting and wheezing like some little child.

Now he was walking down the hall, bags under his eyes, his messy hair falling into his eyes. He was in no mood to even try to make himself presentable as he slumped his way towards breakfast. There was no use in trying; he was sure the rest of his schoolmates looked the same.

He slid into the Ravenclaw Table, unsure of where to sit again. Last night he'd wound up at the Ravenclaw Table, too, yet he was a Hufflepuff...? What was with that anyway?

"All I'm saying, Nolan, is that I think she really likes you. I mean, didn't you see the way she was oggling you? I mean, I think she was like, going to pounce you or something."

A sigh escaped the short boy and he shook his head, bangs falling over his grey eyes. Mozzie had to think that everything had some kind of conspiracy behind it, didn't she? If she wasn't his best friend, he'd have figured she was some crazy girl.

Though, to be honest, she was. And he still thought so.

"She doesn't, Motz."

"Oh MERLIN'S PANTS! You're such a liar! She was totally checking you out." Flipping her choppy hair, Mozzie grabbed Nolan's arm and gave him a shake. "Stop acting like Tristan. Merlin. Girls glare at us everywhere Boo and I go with you. You know why? You wanna know why? COS THEY ALL WANT YOU!"

No lie.

Nolan merely groaned and sat down at the table, glancing over at the boy with dark circles beneath his eyes. Wasn't he sitting near them last night?

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Tristan had managed to slip out of the Gryffindor Tower before Boo was even up. Or maybe she was already at breakfast. But he hadn't seen her anywhere on his venture from bed to the foot of the tree he currently sat beneath. She was upset with him. He was upset with her. And the both of them were too stubborn for normal circumstances.

He sighed heavily leaning his head back against the rough bark. He hadn't even known Lydia that well, but this whole thing seemed really messed up, to be honest. He didn't especially like having all these students around and yeah. It sucked that she was one of the few that died and here were all these kids who were perfectly safe.

He swallowed thickly. He didn't blame the students. He wasn't even angry at them. But he couldn't deny that it sucked. A lot.

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Elsewhere, Boo was walking around the halls of Hogwarts, scuffing her shoes along as she searched for any of her friends. Because there was no way she was hanging around the Common Room, waiting for Mr. Emo-Pants-Storme to come back and yell at her for some other stupid thing that she would inevitably do to irritate him further.

Boys Like Ama · 11-07-2007, 12:05 AM

OoC: I want iiiiiin!

Name: Zazu Donovan
Age: 17
DOB: September the third.
Sex: Female
Height: 5’5
Weight: 110
Foot size: None of your bundimun secretion
Hair: Long, wavy and chestnut colored, Zazu normally wears her hair lose underneath either her old pilot hat or a rather oversize piece of maroon colored cloth which hangs dangerously from the crown of her head, threatening to fall off witch each step she takes.
Eyes: Brown. Uses squared purple colored spectacles from time to time.
Other: Has a small mole on her right cheek and a piercing below her lip line to the left.

History: Zazu is the only daughter of a prestigious witch reporter who had involved with a muggle con-artist. When Zazu’s mother found out that she was expecting a baby she hid, wanting her child not to grow up knowing what her father had been. What Martha Donovan did not expect was that her daughter would inherit her father’s art for lying, stealing, plotting and sometimes violence. Kicked out of four different private schools by the age of 14, Martha sent Zazu to MacAlister’s Academy for the Magically Inclined. Her first year was a disaster, breaking every rule dictated to her, she found herself being punished every day. Luckily for the staff, it seemed to dawn on her that it was better to behave properly or she wouldn’t get what she wanted. Most think she’s had a change of heart and is sucking up to the Professors because it is in her nature. Others…others know better.

Personality: Quiet for the most part, she won’t speak unless spoken to or greatly intrigued. Although she might seem like a space cadet, often her brown eyes set on the far distance, she is very perceptive of people and her surroundings. Quick with her fingers, she’ll take off your wristwatch while talking to you and you won’t even notice. Sarcasm usually drips off every pore of her body. Rarely does she ever crack a smile and when she does it seems eerily out of place and even scary.

Likes: Zazu has a soft spot for Sour candy. She’s addicted to it plus it’s the only thing her mother would send her. Owns several pairs of white slip on shoes which she has doodled on although would say they came like that if asked, which brings me to her other like. She likes drawing shockingly funny doodles. Zazu also enjoys swimming.

Dislikes: Being bored which she is 98% of the time. People who are nosy.

Strengths: Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, and Divination

Weaknesses: History of Magic and Muggle Studies.

Allergies: Almonds, Peanuts, Strawberry and Peaches.

Zazu looks something like this:

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Zazu Donovan was currently roaming the grounds, concentrating or trying to on the latest History of Magic Homework. You'd think this would be her favorite lesson but it was far from it. Spotting easily the familiar large figure of Tristan Storme, the slytherin girl tried to control herself. Tucking the book underneath her arm as she shut it, Zazu sucked on the sour candy currently occupying her mouth making her pucker as she stood before the seated figure of the male youth.

"Fancy seeing you here."

Austin · 11-07-2007, 12:11 AM

Yay!!! Zazu's here! *huggles*

Inez was becoming more and more impatient with each moment that went by. Hadn't she waited long enough?! No one was coming... Something was up with Quentin, but everytime she stopped to think about it the thought left her. And where was everyone else?! With an impatient sigh, Inez stood up, not leaving without her drink. "Bye Josh." she said bitterly. He couldn't answer her question and... What was the question again?
With that said, she headed out of the great hall and started wandering around the school.

Mikah gave the girl a small weak smile before it turned into more concern. "Do you need help? I could help get you to the... the hospital wing." If they called it that here too... And where was it. Again, she hated this. Not knowing where anything was! "Well... if you could help me get there.."

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