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sweetpinkpixie · 12-12-2013, 06:39 AM

"Alright, I need to put you down now," Ryoma said with a groan as he knelt on the grass and attempted to lift his daughter off his shoulders. "You are getting too big for this." Slipping her off his shoulders before he could protest, Ryoma jumped back up and took a look around the area. He didn't entirely WANT to be here. Marshmallow did not need another companion since Harley had come along with her dalmatian...and he KNEW he could never say no to his daughter. "You stay here, alright? I'll be right back," he said, with some serious finger pointing at her before he headed off to look at what all these adoption forms entailed.

He just KNEW he was going to come out of here with a creature. He just could NOT say no.

Stay here? Well, that was boring. Why would she want to stay in one spot when there was nothing to look at but boring grass? She did stand still, for about 5 seconds (a REALLY long time for a 6-year-old like herself), just until papa was out of her line of vision. Since he was out of the way, Sachiko went scampering towards the owls giggling like she had just devoured an entire box of chocolate frogs. Owls were pretty. They would make great pets for a princess. Although she was tempted to ~~demand~~ ask papa for a toad so she could kiss it and get her own prince.

"I don't like the color brown," she said point blank while pointing to the ugly owl that the boy seemed to be gushing over. "It is a peasant color." And then she GRINNED at the boy because she had just used a fancy BIG word. He should be impressed.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,341 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	HAI Altair! astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf "Alright, I need to put you down now," Ryoma said with a groan as he knelt on the grass and attempted to lift his daughter off his shoulders. "You are getting too big for this." Slipping her off his shoulders before he could protest, Ryoma jumped back up and took a look around the area. He didn't entirely WANT to be here. Marshmallow did not need another companion since Harley had come along with her dalmatian...and he KNEW he could never say no to his daughter. "You stay here, alright? I'll be right back," he said, with some serious finger pointing at her before he headed off to look at what all these adoption forms entailed. He just KNEW he was going to come out of here with a creature. He just could NOT say no. Stay here? Well, that was boring. Why would she want to stay in one spot when there was nothing to look at but boring grass? She did stand still, for about 5 seconds (a REALLY long time for a 6-year-old like herself), just until papa was out of her line of vision. Since he was out of the way, Sachiko went scampering towards the owls giggling like she had just devoured an entire box of chocolate frogs. Owls were pretty. They would make great pets for a princess. Although she was tempted to ~~demand~~ ask papa for a toad so she could kiss it and get her own prince. "I don't like the color brown," she said point blank while pointing to the ugly owl that the boy seemed to be gushing over. "It is a peasant color." And then she GRINNED at the boy because she had just used a fancy BIG word. He should be impressed. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like