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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lola Jones Sixth Year | hehehe 1/2 of the Poo Brigade MAN!BUGG<33 Quote:
Originally Posted by Lockhartian And she was pointing her wand at Ellie again! WHAAAA--
Treyen frowned, and hoped to dear Gilderoy that Lola would be safely away from the ship IF the ship started to sink, otherwise, he wasn't too sure he'd want to save her. Or, at least, put his life at risk for her. Ellie, yes. Sierra, sure. But Lola? Changes were she'll never let him go if he saved her.
Not that any of this will be happening, of course. "That's not very polite. Pointing your wand at people." He said, the most serious voice ever. It actually didn't belong to the usual voice range, therefore, didn't sound like Treyen at all.
As long as the girl didn't do that again, then no problem.
But Treyen couldn't help to chuckle next. Friends? Yeah, no. "Perhaps acquaintances," he said, with one shrug, and one last look Salander's way. "Oh, no, I didn't know," he remarked, with a smirk on his face, but it was the truth! He had no idea who she was! "An actress, you say? Which movies have you been on? Or plays." He'd found a profession for Kaia if she ever asked him.
But...WHAT!? No, his name was NOT Train, but he'll play along, he wasn't in the mood to correct her, actually, some one else could. ACTUALLY, everyone else was more than welcome to correct Lola on the matter. "I am, yes, you're right," smirk, "But sadly, I don't know, they probably named me after the Hogwarts train," oh, he could have the best fun with that. Come to think of it, Lola was kind of fun. "Are you Muggleborn?" her knowledge on the subject would be equally impressive, whether she was from Muggle descend or not. Music, that is.
OF COURSE.
Lola had to answer that. Sigh. His eyes went from Lola to Ellie, back to Lola again, "Will you follow your friend, the ship, 'til the end of the world, Lola?" because if the ship was exploding...will she be there, with her new friend the ship?
And then...
...O___o
Blink.
His eyes flickered from Lola, to Sierra, to Ellie. WHOA, Lola, how dramatic. Not polite? Not POLITE?!
Lola gasped, it was a very dramatic gasp for sure, and she put a hand over her mouth for more emphasis! "Meeeee? I am polite, Train! How could you? How could you?! I am deeply offended, and I believe you owe me a nice, long apology--all friends make those nice, big apologies, don't they?!" She completely tried to ignore how he mentioned that they were merely "acquaintances" and tried not to burst out into laughter because well--
They were friends. It was so simple. The boy was blind. Such simple things. "Movies?" She sighed, trying to think up of movies--"No movies, yet--I've been in some of those Muggle commercials for those toilet adv--I MEAN," she coughed trying to hide it all up, "you know--luxury ads with those gold, big watches and laaaaaaannnnjarrrraaaay" (which in her mind was how the French had said it and it was an obvious lie, for she was both too young and not fit enough (YET) for those adult commercials. "I've been in plays though! Last year, I was in the Warlock's Hairy Heart--I played the Hairy Heart of course," she said with pride and dignity. "Train? You were named after the Express?" She opened her mouth in surprise, "It's such a beautiful name." She envied the boy now, sighing and sighing all too dramatically and then raising her head up when he asked his next question. "No, I'm not Muggleborn. I do take interest in those Muggles though!--they're just so simply amazing, and I admire their movies and plays and famous actresses and SHAKESPEARE--that Muggle man was genius, I tell you Train, geeenieeee-us."
She breathed but wanted to continue talking, "Of course, I will, Train. This ship puts the 'ship' in FRIENDSHIP."
First, she giggled at her own humor.
Giggled some more.
Then she laughed out loud, creating a bizarre mixture of snorting and giggling--very feminine if you asked her. "I'm hilarious, aren't I Train? High-LAAAAARIOUS!" She stopped, going serious for a moment or so. "Laugh," she ordered brutally. Quote:
Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Pirates? Hah. "Maybe the Pirates did take it, and they left it here, because the Pirates go here." Hahaha. "Jacob's convinced he's a pirate, you know." Maybe it was him. All along. So if insanity wasn't a crime, surely ship-theft was. And Jacob really would get locked up...be it Mungo's as she's always dreamed he would, or Azkaban. She didn't really mind.
Was...that question intended for her? Ellie wasn't really looking at Treyen, so it was hard to tell. And Lola answered, so she supposed not.
OWLOLA. Blindness much.
And thank you Treyen.
Treyen.
What was she talking about a TRAIN for?
Wait, what?
That was NOT his name. And he wasn't correcting her. And Ellie was confused. Majorly.
No. No boom. There was no boom. "I didn't hear a boom." She looked towards Salander at that, though. He didn't hear a boom, did he? Booms were no good. WHY did Treyen let go of her?
And then the Lola...thing...went on a rant to Sierra. Hah. Poor Sierra.
Don't look at her, Treyen. She has nothing to do with this girl's ODD, WEIRD, STRANGE, behavior. Lola immediately took great interest in how this girl reacted to her simple, sly, and clever lie. "What are you talking about? Of course there was a boom! Didn't you hear it? It was loud. Merlin! It could've been another ship out there if you ask me."
What started as a small and simple lie soon became a very serious matter that Lola took--seriously. She again, pointed her wand towards the girl, but now directed right at her ear, where Lola tried to begin navigating for mass amounts of earwax. "I heard it, I'm suuuuuuuure, I heaaaard it."
But of course, she remembered that she didn't want to scare off her friend and she reduced the creepiness level, bringing down her wand, but continuously harassing the girl, breathing down her neck as she did with Sierra before and muttering, "Boom boom boooooom..." each new boom with more eeriness in her voice~ "MERLIN! There it went again." Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana ...and then, of course, Lola had to start in. Having Lola pipe in with all her nonsense just wasn't good right after she'd been reminded about her destroyed relationship with Alex. Again, Sierra wasn't sure how to react--roll her eyes, glare, yell? Sigh again? This time, she went with an eye roll. "Really, Lola? Really?" she said, not really asking a question that needed to be answered. "Fine. You can stay with me--stay with all of us." Just please, for the love of Merlin, stop the dramatics!
...nice? Well, now that was an adjective she rarely heard used to describe her. "Straight ahead, or left?" she asked the group again. "REALLY!" she answered, but immediately went quiet as she glanced at the others, hoping she didn't make so much noise (if she hadn't already). "Thank you so much, Sierra! I would grovel and go down on my knees if I could--oh Miss Sierra, how kiiiiiind of you! You know, I was facing hardships and enduring emotional paaaain before I met you, did you know that?! But you led me to the light, Misses Sierra--I would never be able to repay your acts of kindness toward me--NEVER! A mere orphan I was, till you found me, Sierra, till you found meeeeee," she sang the last bit and almost went teary-eyed at her own words. "I say left. My instincts tell me so." Most of the time her instincts were wrong.
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