01-26-2011, 04:01 AM
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| Mooncalf
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Seventh Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by BluePhyre Eirian giggled at Jay's face. "Meu filho and his pouty face," she murmured, pinching his cheeks. "Do not worry... You are adorable. Even if you are a scaredy-cat. How is it you got into Gryffindor again?" The taunting wouldn't help her case very much, but she couldn't help it. Eiri continued smirking as he stayed silent. This was only a temporary state for Jayce. He'd be talking again soon enough. Besides... he couldn't stay mad at her. He loved her. And even if it was terrible of Eirian... she'd exploit it just this once. In her mind. Yeah... That was it. Jayce glared some more, lightening it a bit but not by much. "It's not a pouty face," he stated, swatting her hands away from his cheeks because he was not in the mood for her touchy feelyness. Jay scooted out of her reach, not wanting her to touch him again, seeing as it would kill him on the inside and probably make him stop glaring at her, which he was not going to do just yet. 'Scaredy-cat?' Was she TRYING to make him angrier, because it was working. "Just because i'm in Gryffindor, it doesn't mean i can't have at least ONE fear. Everyone has one," he replied, angrily and then proceeded to stare at her through the now narrow slits he called his eyes.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________  _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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