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AlwaysSnapesGirl · 08-12-2011, 12:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

The younger girl pouted at her friend's answer. She's got all her life? No way! "I don't want to find my true love," She folded her arms, "I don't even know how a true love is found. All I know is I want to hang out with Dallin all my life," that sounded… stupid. "And talk to him," did this fix it? Meh, Vashti got the idea probably. "I don't want my spirit to be a pirate though. I bet mine will be like… Nicholas Flamel's spirit!" She grinned, all the tears and sadness were buried somewhere. "I don't know how his spirit is but I'm sure it's great and fast and nice." She nodded confidently, he was one of the greatest inventors in the Wizardy world afterall.

"Dal's spirit would be even better than Flamel's and mine," Her gaze went dreamy all of a sudden, "His will be energetic, a perfect flier, and won't drive people mad," did she just flirted with his spirit? Gulp. Okay, she so needed to rest and eat something other than chocolate. Her pale face and red eyes recommended it too.

Wait, so was this about liking Dallin or just being friends with him? The latter apparently? Vashti wasn't really sure anymore - but then again, when had she ever been sure about this whole being in love/like business? "I'm sure you will." Hang out with Dallin that is. As for the spirit thing... "I think Nicolas Flamel is dead and has remained so, Louisa. His spirit isn't hanging around like those pirates' were." And why was she so into the idea of what her spirit was like? Vashti didn't comment on how Louisa described Dallin's spirit - she really didn't have anything to say to all that. She just hoped the subject of spirits and death would pass quickly.

08-12-2011, 12:02 AM	#61 (permalink)
AlwaysSnapesGirl Charing Cross Rd. Mod St. Mungo's Mod Niffler Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: Narnia Posts: 20,061 Hogwarts RPG Name: Vashti Amstern Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Zephyr Amstern Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nathaniel Hensley Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Apollo Finch-Selwyn Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Avalon Dane Gryffindor Fifth Year x7 x1	Baguette \| there is no D in my name \| TRAITORclaw \| Queenie of Narnia Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul The younger girl pouted at her friend's answer. She's got all her life? No way! "I don't want to find my true love," She folded her arms, "I don't even know how a true love is found. All I know is I want to hang out with Dallin all my life," that sounded… stupid. "And talk to him," did this fix it? Meh, Vashti got the idea probably. "I don't want my spirit to be a pirate though. I bet mine will be like… Nicholas Flamel's spirit!" She grinned, all the tears and sadness were buried somewhere. "I don't know how his spirit is but I'm sure it's great and fast and nice." She nodded confidently, he was one of the greatest inventors in the Wizardy world afterall. "Dal's spirit would be even better than Flamel's and mine," Her gaze went dreamy all of a sudden, "His will be energetic, a perfect flier, and won't drive people mad," did she just flirted with his spirit? Gulp. Okay, she so needed to rest and eat something other than chocolate. Her pale face and red eyes recommended it too. Wait, so was this about liking Dallin or just being friends with him? The latter apparently? Vashti wasn't really sure anymore - but then again, when had she ever been sure about this whole being in love/like business? "I'm sure you will." Hang out with Dallin that is. As for the spirit thing... "I think Nicolas Flamel is dead and has remained so, Louisa. His spirit isn't hanging around like those pirates' were." And why was she so into the idea of what her spirit was like? Vashti didn't comment on how Louisa described Dallin's spirit - she really didn't have anything to say to all that. She just hoped the subject of spirits and death would pass quickly. __________________ if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger