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Lissy Longbottom · 07-19-2014, 02:22 AM

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Originally Posted by StarShine

In the morning, Cosgrach had visited the Gryffindors. In the evening, he was in his old house. He felt like what he was doing was in vain, that they were going to die freezing anyway, but he still entered his home and for the first time in a long time, didn't hate living in the dungeons. He felt warm and hopeful again... until his eyes fell on the window and the sight of a lake that looked colder than the Arctic.

...yeah.

Shrugging to himself, he tried to look brave and as if everything was alright, that there were fresh flowers instead of snow outside a if should be in the summer. He looked away and studied the rest of the room. It was more or less the same as his childhood. That was better while he was overwhelmed with nostalgia and walked to a coffee table. He set down the bag he was carrying and got out vials with different potions and name tags: West Odessa, Ethan Mordaunt, Cutty Mordaunt, Grayson Whitlock, Theo Kinsley and Caleb Newell.

Sitting at an armchair nearby, he started observing the students as he remembered his old times.

Caleb was boreddd. He was sick of being COLD and sick of being cooped up inside like a prisoner. Would it ever get warm again? He was growing very doubtful. He wasn't naturally pessimistic but one could only take the cold so long before you just gave up on humanity...

As he walked down from the dorms, trying to find SOMETHING to do, he spotted Culloden sitting there. Huh. That was odd, the professors didn't usually come to visit. He wasn't looking his best but he hoped the man didn't mind - his hair was all ruffled from sleep and whatnot since he'd just gotten up from a nap. Then his eyes fell upon the potions nearby, and he noticed that one of them had his name on it.

Okkkkk...

"What is this, Professor?" he asked. Obviously he had brought it - was it something to warm them up? OOOOH he hoped so!

07-19-2014, 02:22 AM	#105 (permalink)
Lissy Longbottom Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,911 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine In the morning, Cosgrach had visited the Gryffindors. In the evening, he was in his old house. He felt like what he was doing was in vain, that they were going to die freezing anyway, but he still entered his home and for the first time in a long time, didn't hate living in the dungeons. He felt warm and hopeful again... until his eyes fell on the window and the sight of a lake that looked colder than the Arctic. ...yeah. Shrugging to himself, he tried to look brave and as if everything was alright, that there were fresh flowers instead of snow outside a if should be in the summer. He looked away and studied the rest of the room. It was more or less the same as his childhood. That was better while he was overwhelmed with nostalgia and walked to a coffee table. He set down the bag he was carrying and got out vials with different potions and name tags: West Odessa, Ethan Mordaunt, Cutty Mordaunt, Grayson Whitlock, Theo Kinsley and Caleb Newell. Sitting at an armchair nearby, he started observing the students as he remembered his old times. Caleb was boreddd. He was sick of being COLD and sick of being cooped up inside like a prisoner. Would it ever get warm again? He was growing very doubtful. He wasn't naturally pessimistic but one could only take the cold so long before you just gave up on humanity... As he walked down from the dorms, trying to find SOMETHING to do, he spotted Culloden sitting there. Huh. That was odd, the professors didn't usually come to visit. He wasn't looking his best but he hoped the man didn't mind - his hair was all ruffled from sleep and whatnot since he'd just gotten up from a nap. Then his eyes fell upon the potions nearby, and he noticed that one of them had his name on it. Okkkkk... "What is this, Professor?" he asked. Obviously he had brought it - was it something to warm them up? OOOOH he hoped so! __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid