| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Aurora Barrington
Ravenclaw Second Year
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Teagan Kensington
Slytherin Fifth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Nico Diggory-Keighley
Hufflepuff First Year
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Simone Wild
Slytherin Sixth Year
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Noa LeCourt
Gryffindor Fourth Year  x5  x3
|  Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
Airi’s little comment barely ruffled Fion’s feathers. “What about the breath it took to say that?,” she replied idly, shrugging off the attempt at explaining away the safety of the Hogwarts ghosts. None of that changed her opinion, and she knew that there was at least one of the Hogwarts ghosts who was hardly good natured. Plus, there was another little detail that she couldn’t stop herself from pointing out as well. Poking at Saint Airi was apparently a common sport, and she wasn’t one to resist. “I’d hardly call the Baron a good person, or have you forgotten his story?” In fact, he seemed like maybe he would have been better off out in the Shack with those murderers that kept being mentioned. Either way, she wasn’t afraid of a few supposedly evil spirits, but then, she wasn’t afraid of much. She didn’t think anyone was convinced otherwise, either. Not anyone who knew her.
She wasn’t fooled into thinking anyone at the table currently had any assumptions about her that weren’t true. Airi might not like what she did most of the time, but lucky for her she didn’t generally worry about if anyone liked her actions other than herself. “Anything I want, hmm?,” she replied, leaning forward slightly as Ned had, keeping the conspiratiorial nature to it all even as she’d kept herself from sending an amused look over at Vince. She could get all of those itemson her own. She didn’t need the boys to provide them for her, except the last option did get her attention. “Awfully violent there, aren’t you Vincey,” she commented. “Now what would I do with that?” Besides, she didn’t have enemies. The people who frowned on her activities were just annoying, not enemies. On which note, she’d heard Airi getting up and taking her leave, to which the Ravenclaw had gotten an idle wave. There wasn’t a need to comment on the advice. She didn’t try to get into trouble. Wasn’t her fault people considered half of her ideas as trouble.
She’d leaned back in the chair again as the two boys had gone off on the topic of Halloween and girls in sexy costumes, checking her nails just to occupy her time. She could care less about what they were after, if it wasn’t going to lead to fun for her. “Trick or treat,” she murmured wickedly, though, the ghost of a smirk on her pretty face. Now that part seemed like fun for her, but if it meant pulling more people in on the little game of proving they could survive a night in the Shack, she had that. They could have their little male fantasies, as long as she still got to prove she wasn’t going to run scared. She still didn’t think there were any thieves or murderers hiding out there, unless they were ghosts, and what could a ghost do to her?
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