04-30-2011, 09:44 PM
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 I Snuggle Werewuffs! Love Potioneer Moke
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Lost in time/space
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| |Who's On First? | Challenge Accepted.| | :Ink For Blood: | Team SUITS!| Kana made her way down the isle of the train swiftly, aware that, as one of the first people on the train, others would be coming behind her. She was excited, obviously, and quickly sat in an empty compartment, looking out the window for a moment. She smiled to herself. First year at Hogwarts.
She wore a black double-button shirt, and a pair of dark faded skinny-jeans. On her feet were slightly dirty, otherwise very clean, converses. Over the dark shirt was an unzipped grey hoodie, even in the summer heat. Meh. It wasn't that hot to her. She carried with her a bag that contained a few things she didn't trust with the rest of the luggage. Her monochrome wardrobe made her bright red hair stand out like WHOA. She raised a hand and ruffled said hair, before clawing it straight again.
Unzipping the bag as soon as she was settled, a black-and-white ferret poked out her head, sniffing at her surroundings, before quickly climbing out. Kit Caboodles made a few happy trilling noises and flopped onto Kana's lap in a silly expression of her excitement. Kana laughed, ruffing up the ferrets fur, and watched her spazz with enthusiasm. She didn't take out her MP3 player, for once, just in case someone wanted to join her. The door to the compartment was closed, but no curtains were drawn. Maybe, just maybe, Noel wouldn't stop at the front of the train, but come far enough to join her in her compartment at the middle of the train.
Unfortunately, Kana had to surrender Pigeon along with her trunk. No doubt someone thought there was a mix-up somewhere when they saw a pigeon in a cage instead of an owl. No doubt Pigeon was uncomfortable with all the other owls. No doubt he'd be happy to get out of there. There was also no doubt that this year would be an eventful one. Taking out the old issue of the Daily Prophet, she read again the article about the ship in the lake as Kit playfully nibbled at the edges of the newspaper.
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