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Anna Banana · 05-23-2011, 03:19 AM

Text Cut: Deatheater 2251, Lockhartian, and dingDong

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Originally Posted by Deatheater 2251

Connor smiled at the young snake. "I'd never ask that of anyone luv. This place needs an army of good house elves." He muttered, "And maybe a few firstie puffers for good measure." He leaned in and whispered to the girl, Being a fellow slytherin he felt certain she would understand. "I think left luv, We want to explore yes, but we also want to be looking for a safer way out than that hatch and I think the Cargo hold stairs might be the way to go. They're to the left on the Drumstrang ship." He explained softly. Connor wasn't a take charge kinda guy really but the fifth year was among the eldest in the group and he felt responsible for making sure the ladies were safe. Even the annoying one that was clinging onto Sierra for dear life, which made Connor really want to throw her over his shoulder and cart her up to the deck and throw her overboard. He caught Sierra's eye and rolled his pretty blues at the annoying one.

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Cleaning what? No one was cleaning anything. But that would make a very nice detention.

"Oh." He had no idea that Sierra and Alex were kind of having issues with each other, and he certainly didn't fell like finding out why or trying to get involved in any way. That's why he pretended to look away, not that Sierra would notice, unless her wand was lighting up his way.

Speaking of...

...ways.

The Prefect nodded towards the boy that recently joined them and said, "I agree, left." Not because of the Durmstrang ship, or because what might be found, but the coolest things always happened after turning many times, like on a maze. So...maybe they'll find something else?

And...wait. Why did the boy mention Durmstrang?

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Originally Posted by dingDong

"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.

Did he just call her love?

Sierra hated when people used certain terms of endearment for her. It made her feel like a little child, which she definitely was not. She may only be twelve, but she wasn't two. In the darkness of the ship, she eyed the older Slytherin. She didn't say much, though, because he'd sort of redeemed himself with the Puffer comment.

Hmm...what to think of you, Connor?

"You know," she said, looking first to Connor and then to the others in their group, "I'm sort of all for finding a way out of this ship, too." She'd came, saw, and sort of conquered, and now she was kind of ready to just head back. "Let's just see where going left leads us to first." She pointed her wand in the left direction and started walking.

She looked at Treyen, thinking maybe he was about to ask something else about she and Alex, but he never did. Down here in the darkness of the ship, she felt confident enough to let her guards down just a little, and she gave him the tiniest of appreciative looks. He'd agreed with her about heading left, and left they were already heading, so she let talk of Alex drop, too.

...and then there was another outburst from Lola.

"Lola!" Sierra snapped, for what felt like the nine millionth time. "If you're going to cling to me like some leech, then at least take things down a notch or two. You know, maybe to a dull roar instead of a yell?" The dramatics didn't stop, though. Sierra rolled her eyes and released a soft sigh. "You know, Lola? The very best thing you can do for our friendship right now...is to just be quiet."

She was starting to get a headache.

05-23-2011, 03:19 AM	#389 (permalink)
Anna Banana Selkie Join Date: Nov 2007 Posts: 36,514 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eliza Bellerose Slytherin Second Year x1	Hiss!Roar!Growl!Caw! \| Hermione's Double \| The Little Three \| Alecate Text Cut: Deatheater 2251, Lockhartian, and dingDong Quote: Originally Posted by Deatheater 2251 Connor smiled at the young snake. "I'd never ask that of anyone luv. This place needs an army of good house elves." He muttered, "And maybe a few firstie puffers for good measure." He leaned in and whispered to the girl, Being a fellow slytherin he felt certain she would understand. "I think left luv, We want to explore yes, but we also want to be looking for a safer way out than that hatch and I think the Cargo hold stairs might be the way to go. They're to the left on the Drumstrang ship." He explained softly. Connor wasn't a take charge kinda guy really but the fifth year was among the eldest in the group and he felt responsible for making sure the ladies were safe. Even the annoying one that was clinging onto Sierra for dear life, which made Connor really want to throw her over his shoulder and cart her up to the deck and throw her overboard. He caught Sierra's eye and rolled his pretty blues at the annoying one. Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Cleaning what? No one was cleaning anything. But that would make a very nice detention. "Oh." He had no idea that Sierra and Alex were kind of having issues with each other, and he certainly didn't fell like finding out why or trying to get involved in any way. That's why he pretended to look away, not that Sierra would notice, unless her wand was lighting up his way. Speaking of... ...ways. The Prefect nodded towards the boy that recently joined them and said, "I agree, left." Not because of the Durmstrang ship, or because what might be found, but the coolest things always happened after turning many times, like on a maze. So...maybe they'll find something else? And...wait. Why did the boy mention Durmstrang? Quote: Originally Posted by dingDong "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. Did he just call her love? Sierra hated when people used certain terms of endearment for her. It made her feel like a little child, which she definitely was not. She may only be twelve, but she wasn't two. In the darkness of the ship, she eyed the older Slytherin. She didn't say much, though, because he'd sort of redeemed himself with the Puffer comment. Hmm...what to think of you, Connor? "You know," she said, looking first to Connor and then to the others in their group, "I'm sort of all for finding a way out of this ship, too." She'd came, saw, and sort of conquered, and now she was kind of ready to just head back. "Let's just see where going left leads us to first." She pointed her wand in the left direction and started walking. She looked at Treyen, thinking maybe he was about to ask something else about she and Alex, but he never did. Down here in the darkness of the ship, she felt confident enough to let her guards down just a little, and she gave him the tiniest of appreciative looks. He'd agreed with her about heading left, and left they were already heading, so she let talk of Alex drop, too. ...and then there was another outburst from Lola. "Lola!" Sierra snapped, for what felt like the nine millionth time. *"If you're going to cling* to me like some leech, then at least take things down a notch or two. You know, maybe to a dull roar instead of a yell?" The dramatics didn't stop, though. Sierra rolled her eyes and released a soft sigh. "You know, Lola? The very best thing you can do for our friendship right now...is to just be quiet."** She was starting to get a headache. __________________