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Tazzie · 05-30-2013, 07:22 AM

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Originally Posted by iceblossom22

The tree was making for a rather nice pillow. Maybe Bee was an undiscovered genius... at finding new pillow materials. Comfy. Right genius she was, that girl. Incredibly talented. Probably worth the walk down the stairs and all that... actually? Not quite. She'd rather have her bed but the comfy tree would do very well instead.

"Mmmhmm," she mumbled at Bee, still hugging the tree. What tree were you, hmm? What's your name? Taking a long, deep sniff, she cracked open an eyelid for a second and recognized the wood instantly. She saw it every day since she'd began schooling. Pear, her wand wood. Perfect.

Lovely pear tree with a really pretty colour. Yes, you were perfect for snuggling. And Elise was going to snuggle with it for a good long while. As long a good while as she could snuggle, she would snuggle.

Hmmm...it really was a snuggly good ol' tree of birch and it smelled good too. Right, Elise? ......Elise? ..............................Elise? "Elise? Captain? .........Oi!" Beezus tilted her head to see her Quidditch Captain. Was she snoring? She didn't fall asleep AGAIN, did she? "Oi! Sparrow! Wake uuuuup!" Geez. What did she think of her tree, a bed? Beezus called her name once again and thankfully, her friend stirred this time.

She felt a bit horrible for dragging her out this early but they had a project to work on so sleeping can come later...AFTER all of this. "You need to communicate with your treeeeeeeeeee." Beezus reminded her before she, herself, proceeded to communicating with her own.

How did one communicate with a tree, again? Oh, right. Talk. Talk was a form of communication. Or touch...actually, this whole hugging thing she had going on right now was communicating but she supposed it needed more effort. So she began to whisper to Birchy - she named the tree Birchy, why, you got complaints? Hah. "Hi Birchy, are you a girl...or a boy?" Err...was that an offensive question? Better change it then. Ahem. "I mean....how are you? I'm Beatrice Castell, by the way. But you can call me Beezus." What if it started talking? Creepy. "I'm from Ravenclaw....a Prefect and erm...my wand's wood is the same as you, birch. " Probably explained why she felt the connection. "It's nice to meet you this cold early morning." Was it happy to meet her too? She knew it was.

See, pretty good communication skills right there.

YAAAAAAWN.

05-30-2013, 07:22 AM	#117 (permalink)
Tazzie Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: Amestris (GMT+8) Posts: 11,065 Hogwarts RPG Name: Harri Ainsworth Second Year x12	AR project post #3 ❄Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re❄\| ⚕=equivalent exchange=⚕ \| pinned ya! Quote: Originally Posted by iceblossom22 The tree was making for a rather nice pillow. Maybe Bee was an undiscovered genius... at finding new pillow materials. Comfy. Right genius she was, that girl. Incredibly talented. Probably worth the walk down the stairs and all that... actually? Not quite. She'd rather have her bed but the comfy tree would do very well instead. "Mmmhmm," she mumbled at Bee, still hugging the tree. What tree were you, hmm? What's your name? Taking a long, deep sniff, she cracked open an eyelid for a second and recognized the wood instantly. She saw it every day since she'd began schooling. Pear, her wand wood. Perfect. Lovely pear tree with a really pretty colour. Yes, you were perfect for snuggling. And Elise was going to snuggle with it for a good long while. As long a good while as she could snuggle, she would snuggle. Hmmm...it really was a snuggly good ol' tree of birch and it smelled good too. Right, Elise? ......Elise? ..............................Elise? "Elise? Captain? .........Oi!" Beezus tilted her head to see her Quidditch Captain. Was she snoring? She didn't fall asleep AGAIN, did she? "Oi! Sparrow! Wake uuuuup!" Geez. What did she think of her tree, a bed? Beezus called her name once again and thankfully, her friend stirred this time. She felt a bit horrible for dragging her out this early but they had a project to work on so sleeping can come later...AFTER all of this. "You need to communicate with your treeeeeeeeeee." Beezus reminded her before she, herself, proceeded to communicating with her own. How did one communicate with a tree, again? Oh, right. Talk. Talk was a form of communication. Or touch...actually, this whole hugging thing she had going on right now was communicating but she supposed it needed more effort. So she began to whisper to Birchy - she named the tree Birchy, why, you got complaints? Hah. "Hi Birchy, are you a girl...or a boy?" Err...was that an offensive question? Better change it then. Ahem. "I mean....how are you? I'm Beatrice Castell, by the way. But you can call me Beezus." What if it started talking? Creepy. "I'm from Ravenclaw....a Prefect and erm...my wand's wood is the same as you, birch. " Probably explained why she felt the connection. "It's nice to meet you this cold early morning." Was it happy to meet her too? She knew it was. See, pretty good communication skills right there. YAAAAAAWN. __________________ ❏❏❏