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Text Cut: Caleb & Bev's returned hellos from earlier. :)
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom View Post
Caleb was NOT in the mood for yoga or class or anything. Ever since his fall, he'd been moving around the castle carefully, like he could fall apart into a pile of dust at any minute. Who knew? Maybe that WOULD happen. That was how he would meet his end. Reverse Benjamin Button disease.

Not even saying hello, he entered the class and went over to hang out by Cutty. He was pretty much the reason he was up walking around.
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Every lesson was a drag lately, DADA included. It put Beverly in an even worse mood when she entered the classroom to see no mats or desks. It was even chilly to boot. Old lady status here. The least the professor could do was light a fire or something. The floor wasn't slippery, so that was a MILDLY good thing.

Making her way toward Cutty, she nudged him with her elbow as part of greeting. "Mordaunt."

And of course, there was the professor. Beverly hadn't forgotten about her. Romanos got a greeting nod from the third year.
And then, Beverly Wayne happened. "Wayne." He greeted in return with something as close to a private smile as a thirteen year old could get. He nudged her gently in return with the blunt end of his wand. She was really a smart little tottie, wasn't she?

And, her presence added to Caleb's made him feel magnetic. YES! Gather 'round me, Snakes! I shall lead youuuuu!

Just drunk with power.



Text Cut: Medea Romanos <3
[OOC: Pretend I quoted the correct text here and not at all the one before it.]


At all the talk of offensive and defensive versions of a semi-shared effect pair of spells Cutty actually wanted to see this in action. Could he see this in action? Also, could someone laugh themselves to death? Was that even possible? Would they still be happy even as they were shuffling off this mortal coil?

This was about where Romanos announced her plan to have them practice on one another. The little old Slytherin boy looked perhaps too happy at this and he at once began looking for someone strong who wasn't in his own house.
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