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Deezerz · 02-17-2014, 06:15 AM

Text Cut: Barry's

Grim Reaper?!

Beverly almost shot out of her seat and away from Silver. She was NOT that. Why would she say such thing when they were...they were...OLD. But seeing her friend like this only added to her annoyance to the entire situation.

If only this - whatever was happening to them - had a face, Beverly would more than glad to THUMP it. Hiiiissss!

Awkwardly patting her friend's back, Beverly turned her attention to Onyx. Of course, he wouldn't know. He wasn't a Healer. There was no need to get snappy with him, though, she didn't know him enough to.

Oh. The Salon? Beverly was about to add that any treatment might wear off in time like the wrinkle potion-cream they made in potions class, but Silver seemed so happy about it that she didn't have the heart to break it to her.

Maybe later. When everything wears off. Sigh.

"Sure. It won't hurt to try," she said, getting up. They were going now, right?

02-17-2014, 06:15 AM	#35 (permalink)
Deezerz Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,755 Hogwarts RPG Name: Antonella Carrow Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Azrael Carrow Slytherin Fifth Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars Text Cut: Barry's Quote: Originally Posted by Bumblebee "I'm--I'm--" Silver began whimpering. "I'm like the Grim reaper!!" Tears ran down her face. "Look at me!" Silver was fussing pretty loudly. "I'm horrible!" She released her gray hair from the bun she had tied it in. .... O_O Well thank Merlin! At least he didn't have to ask what the deal was. "I see?" Onyx replied to Beverly. Hmm. She was like the mini version of Morticia, from the muggle show The Addams Family. "Unfortunately I don't. I've never seen this happen before." He added. Which was true. No Silver. Don't cry. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay." Onyx patted his sister's back. She was being quite loud. "I uh--I'll take you to the Simply Stylish Salon? Eh?" Maybe that will get the girls out of the funk they're in? Yeah? Or yeah? ..... Oh Onyx you smart man, you. Wiping her eyes Silver grinned at Beverly. *"Well if you put it that way."* Silver enthusiastically nodded at her friend. "What do you say, Bevy?" She asked her. "Fine. We'll take your offer, Onyx!" Silver nodded. Grim Reaper?! Beverly almost shot out of her seat and away from Silver. She was NOT that. Why would she say such thing when they were...they were...OLD. But seeing her friend like this only added to her annoyance to the entire situation. If only this - whatever was happening to them - had a face, Beverly would more than glad to THUMP it. Hiiiissss! Awkwardly patting her friend's back, Beverly turned her attention to Onyx. Of course, he wouldn't know. He wasn't a Healer. There was no need to get snappy with him, though, she didn't know him enough to. Oh. The Salon? Beverly was about to add that any treatment might wear off in time like the wrinkle potion-cream they made in potions class, but Silver seemed so happy about it that she didn't have the heart to break it to her. Maybe later. When everything wears off. Sigh. "Sure. It won't hurt to try," she said, getting up. They were going now, right? __________________