 Talikins|Huffledor|Purple|Ted Velvet| |Lochnessie|Redhead|Bladger|⅓ Ferocious Trio
Not happy at all, Dart followed or more like was forced to follow the lady all the way to the level two. He was then taken to a room, a room that looked REALLY dull and boring in his opinion. This was clearly not fit for the Frenchie. He wanted a nice luxurious place to stay like his own home and a place filled with wood....that he could eat.
As the lady left, Dart eyed the others inside the room. He rolled his eyes at them both and then went to one of the newly conjured seats. This all started to sink into his messed up brain.
Him. Here. Home. This wasn't right. He was supposed to be getting married soon, but this person and whole ministry had to change those plans of his. So many reasons why Dart disliked the English people. He wanted to be back in France where he felt he trully belonged.
"Breeteesh pupeel." He mumbled and wanted to say more, but couldn't. Instead. He tried to pick up the newly conjured chair and began munching on it, like it was the best meal he had ever had.
Last edited by Talikins; 12-04-2012 at 05:07 PM.
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