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Jezabel Black · 01-22-2012, 10:07 AM

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Originally Posted by EastonionNW

Nate couldn't help but chuckle. "Jezabel, there is no way I'm law-abiding. Remember, we duel every day. That's against the rules. As for you being adorable, I don't see how there is any direct causation between thievery and adorableness. Perhaps there could be a correlation, but not a causation. That question, my friend, is irrelevant!" he said, returning the kiss to the cheek. "So, yes. I undoubtedly would."

Jez smiled back, basking in the warm moment for the time being. Well, the emotionally warm moment; physically, it was cold. November sucked, because it was cold without being cold enough for snow. Jez glanced up at the sky, lifting her hand straight up to trace around the outline of a cloud. "Hippogriff," she mumbled. "Or a teapot." Her arm wavered and fell across her stomach, her breathing slowed in a way it can only achieve if a person is extremely relaxed, and her eyelids fluttered, threatening to close. Jez wasn't quite asleep, but rather half-dozing, still gazing at the sky, thinking dreamily about life and death and weird things that people only stop to think of when they're in the twilight time between awake and dreaming.

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Jezabel Black Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Australia - GMT +10 Posts: 2,075 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adelaide Kettle First Year	Don't Cross the Book \| who turned out the \| Lights Lennox Quote: Originally Posted by EastonionNW Nate couldn't help but chuckle. "Jezabel, there is no way I'm law-abiding. Remember, we duel every day. That's against the rules. As for you being adorable, I don't see how there is any direct causation between thievery and adorableness. Perhaps there could be a correlation, but not a causation. That question, my friend, is irrelevant!" he said, returning the kiss to the cheek. "So, yes. I undoubtedly would." Jez smiled back, basking in the warm moment for the time being. Well, the emotionally warm moment; physically, it was cold. November sucked, because it was cold without being cold enough for snow. Jez glanced up at the sky, lifting her hand straight up to trace around the outline of a cloud. "Hippogriff," she mumbled. "Or a teapot." Her arm wavered and fell across her stomach, her breathing slowed in a way it can only achieve if a person is extremely relaxed, and her eyelids fluttered, threatening to close. Jez wasn't quite asleep, but rather half-dozing, still gazing at the sky, thinking dreamily about life and death and weird things that people only stop to think of when they're in the twilight time between awake and dreaming. __________________ ... PERCEPTIVE ... ALOOF ... PHILOSOPHICAL ...