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Deatheater 2251 · 05-16-2011, 05:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Sierra was already halfway down the stairs when she heard a voice calling out to her. Who the voice belonged to, she didn't know, but she found it strange that someone would continue on conversation when she was pretty down a long, dark hole. "It's...fantastic," she sarcastically said. No, the ship wasn't fantastic. It was old and disgusting, and if it hadn't been for the fact that she, just like all the others, was curious about its presence here, she'd be back in the comfort of the dungeons.

"Of course I'm okay," ...you idiotic Hufflepuff. "...but I won't be if you don't stop blinding me with that stupid camera of yours." With her wand held out in front of her, she cast lumos. Ahh, she was on the very last step--excellent. She stepped to the floor below and started looking around for the others.

Oh, and Treyen was down here, too! At least that made one person she could see. Now why hadn't the headmaster or at least the flying instructor stepped down here with them, hmm?! "Mr. Stryker, ...hmm," she said, shrugging. "I don't really know him that well, but it didn't seem like Vinny or the headmaster knew much about it. You'd think if Stryker put it here, he'd at least okay it with the big man at the top."

She paused when a board creaked underneath her feet. Great. Just great. "So, ...what exactly are we looking for down here?" she wondered aloud. Or where they just looking to be looking?

Was that Conan? She thought that was the sound of the Hufflepuff boy's voice. "Down here!" she called from the hatch.

Connor had been curious about the old ship the same as everyone else. He wanted to see if it was like the beautiful, homey ship they had at Drumstrang. He'd love that beautiful old ship that was well taken care of. This one though old was rather disgusting and smelly and grated on his half-veela sensibilities. He followed a group of the other students down below. He really didn't know anyone except one person in the group. That particular person was currently annoying a girl in his house with a camera. The stench of age was awful down here, age and mold and death. The girl that he recognized from his house had just spoken wondering what they were looking for, hmmm. "I don't know but I'm sure this filthy, smelly old ship is looking for a good cleaning."

05-16-2011, 05:21 AM	#262 (permalink)
Deatheater 2251 Puffskein Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: In a state of panic Posts: 1,308 Hogwarts RPG Name: Connor Duncan Campbell Fifth Year	Slytherin's own Veela boy! Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana Sierra was already halfway down the stairs when she heard a voice calling out to her. Who the voice belonged to, she didn't know, but she found it strange that someone would continue on conversation when she was pretty down a long, dark hole. "It's...fantastic," she sarcastically said. No, the ship wasn't fantastic. It was old and disgusting, and if it hadn't been for the fact that she, just like all the others, was curious about its presence here, she'd be back in the comfort of the dungeons. "Of course I'm okay," ...you idiotic Hufflepuff. "...but I won't be if you don't stop blinding me with that stupid camera of yours." With her wand held out in front of her, she cast lumos. Ahh, she was on the very last step--excellent. She stepped to the floor below and started looking around for the others. Oh, and Treyen was down here, too! At least that made one person she could see. Now why hadn't the headmaster or at least the flying instructor stepped down here with them, hmm?! "Mr. Stryker, ...hmm," she said, shrugging. "I don't really know him that well, but it didn't seem like Vinny or the headmaster knew much about it. You'd think if Stryker put it here, he'd at least okay it with the big man at the top." She paused when a board creaked underneath her feet. Great. Just great. "So, ...what exactly are we looking for down here?" she wondered aloud. Or where they just looking to be looking? Was that Conan? She thought that was the sound of the Hufflepuff boy's voice. "Down here!" she called from the hatch. Connor had been curious about the old ship the same as everyone else. He wanted to see if it was like the beautiful, homey ship they had at Drumstrang. He'd love that beautiful old ship that was well taken care of. This one though old was rather disgusting and smelly and grated on his half-veela sensibilities. He followed a group of the other students down below. He really didn't know anyone except one person in the group. That particular person was currently annoying a girl in his house with a camera. The stench of age was awful down here, age and mold and death. The girl that he recognized from his house had just spoken wondering what they were looking for, hmmm. "I don't know but I'm sure this filthy, smelly old ship is looking for a good cleaning." __________________