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Lissy Longbottom · 05-09-2011, 01:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

"Hey, Salazar," Sierra greeted with a smirk, coming to a stop just behind her brother. She peered over his shoulder and studied his drawing for a few seconds, trying to figure just what in the name of Hades he'd tried to depict. Upon deciding that he'd drawn a floating cloak (for reasons she didn't even want to ask about), she moved around him and then took a seat on a nearby bench.

She absentmindedly kicked her feet against the dirt for a few seconds, knowing there were things lingering between them that needed to be discussed, but not wanting to bring them up just yet. "So, ...pretty day out, hmm?" Yeah, that was her cop out. Only, this time, she had an excuse for making small talk. There was a little something she needed to tell her brother, but she was holding back on it for as long as possible.

Alex jerked his head up when he heard someone mention his middle name. That curse of a middle name. "Sierra! SHHH! Someone might hear you!" he whisper-exclaimed, looking around to make sure no one DID hear her. Nope, looked like the coast was clear. He had managed to dodge the whole middle name issue for a whole YEAR so far...he was not about to ruin that right now.

Wait...was Sierra talking about the WEATHER? Ok. That wasn't odd at all. If Sierra had just wanted to chat weather with him...well, she WOULDN'T ever want to do that and she probably would have walked right on by him. She had something on her mind that she wanted to talk about...ehh, it probably wasn't anything too important. She was probably just using weather as a cop out to stop himself from calling him Puffer Boy.

"Yeah, nice day," he said, looking up at the sun and squinting. It was actually kind of hot. Maybe his mum was right, maybe he SHOULD get a haircut. It would certainly make days like this a teensy bit more bearable. "So, what have you been up to? Sign up for Quidditch tryouts yet?" he asked.

GAH WHY DID HE ASK THAT?? He wanted to keep the conversation AWAY from sports so he wouldn't have to tell her that despite all his talk about how awesome his flying skills had become, he WASN'T trying out for the team. It was like his brain was TRYING to embarrass him. Booooo.

05-09-2011, 01:31 AM	#65 (permalink)
Lissy Longbottom Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,911 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana *"Hey, Salazar,"* Sierra greeted with a smirk, coming to a stop just behind her brother. She peered over his shoulder and studied his drawing for a few seconds, trying to figure just what in the name of Hades he'd tried to depict. Upon deciding that he'd drawn a floating cloak (for reasons she didn't even want to ask about), she moved around him and then took a seat on a nearby bench. She absentmindedly kicked her feet against the dirt for a few seconds, knowing there were things lingering between them that needed to be discussed, but not wanting to bring them up just yet. "So, ...pretty day out, hmm?" Yeah, that was her cop out. Only, this time, she had an excuse for making small talk. There was a little something she needed to tell her brother, but she was holding back on it for as long as possible. Alex jerked his head up when he heard someone mention his middle name. That curse of a middle name. "Sierra! SHHH! Someone might hear you!" he whisper-exclaimed, looking around to make sure no one DID hear her. Nope, looked like the coast was clear. He had managed to dodge the whole middle name issue for a whole YEAR so far...he was not about to ruin that right now. Wait...was Sierra talking about the WEATHER? Ok. That wasn't odd at all. If Sierra had just wanted to chat weather with him...well, she WOULDN'T ever want to do that and she probably would have walked right on by him. She had something on her mind that she wanted to talk about...ehh, it probably wasn't anything too important. She was probably just using weather as a cop out to stop himself from calling him Puffer Boy. "Yeah, nice day," he said, looking up at the sun and squinting. It was actually kind of hot. Maybe his mum was right, maybe he SHOULD get a haircut. It would certainly make days like this a teensy bit more bearable. "So, what have you been up to? Sign up for Quidditch tryouts yet?" he asked. GAH WHY DID HE ASK THAT?? He wanted to keep the conversation AWAY from sports so he wouldn't have to tell her that despite all his talk about how awesome his flying skills had become, he WASN'T trying out for the team. It was like his brain was TRYING to embarrass him. Booooo. __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid