07-17-2012, 06:16 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Kiera Burton
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| Mr. Murdoch, Prof. Williamson, and any nosey or close by students *whistles* Gaga Mafia Monster : MURPHY : Kelvin's SS!BFAM : Roro's Evil Twin : Ravlyndor : Gopher Still fuming a tad from the sheer idiocy that had been Elijah wearing a strange locket found in the Forbidden Forest, Calista hadn't found Waylon's joke about whoever Aramantha was, missing her locket very funny. She did however flash him a look that softened after a second. She wasn't mad at him, or really any of them, she was just glad everyone was safe. She would need to talk to Medea and hopefully become more prepared next time before entering the forest.
But all worries aside, Professor Elwood turned the golden necklace over in her hand and then faced William and his fainted Puff fair maiden as he mentioned the fact that the name sounded familiar. "It does? Well, is she is a student?" The name hadn't come up during her lessons or when she was marking homework but her subject wasn't a core one but neither was Care of Magical Creature--although she was sure that scary animals and stuff of the sort attracked more students than crystal balls and lithomancy. Pfft. But if this locket belonged to a student they needed to find her to return it and more importantly ask her what she was doing in the forest to lose it in the first place.
Professor Elwood was good and ready to put the thing in one of her pockets and get back to helping her students gather sticks for their Ogham Stave readings when her friend suggested opening the thing. Well...that was actually a good idea. Lockets often had things inside, so why not?
As she looked for a latch she listened to Williamson as he mentioned the creature chaos he had experienced last term and was glad she hadn't been there although it did sound eerily similar. But oooh! The locket popped open and reveled it's contents. "Woah, she's pretty isn't she?" she said showing the picture of the girl in the photograph to her collegues. Others in the area would have seen it too, and could have easily heard the conversation going on by now. The face seemed familiar, as if Callie had seen the girl not too long ago...but that was impossible. The date. "That date says 1753 but I'm certain I've seen this girl, I didn't know her name though." Was she going crazy? Callie was getting really confused now and wished she was one of the students just getting to pick sticks up off the ground. |
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