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noodles · 09-03-2014, 12:22 PM

SPOILER!!: looloo <3

Samson looked around. Layla was right. But it was probably just as well given the lameness of his question teamed with the even lamer giggles. How was Layla so calm and collected about this? They were magical. They could DO magic! It was the single greatest thing in the history of EVER.

“Well they should be.” He murmured, his pride dented a little. “Do y'ever get sick of bein' reet?” He looked up at Layla in the carriage.

But he HAD read a few things about what to expect at Hogwarts and he knew fine well about magic and how it interfered with technology.. or something like that. After he'd climbed into the carriage, he showed Layla his camera. A vintage, clunky old thing. “Me da gave it me. Been in the family for years or sommat. It's propa old.. an' it takes propa film.” He dug into his bag and took out one of the many rolls of spare film he'd brought. “They need to be developed in a dark room. It's really cool. Everything comes out allll atmospheric an' artistic.” He grinned at his cousin. No luck needed here, pet.

He looked towards the castle again. “I've been to Edinburgh castle. Weren't a soddin' patch on this place, like.” No way! This was all completely mental. “Cheer up, Lala. We're gonna be livin' in a castle. Like royalty.”

Wayhey! They were moving. And there were no horses. Or.. there were according to Layla here. How'd she know so much? What? “You can only see them if you witness someone die?” He repeated flatly. He had to agree that, although it was cool, it was also creepy. “So if I hoyed ye over the side, they'd mysteriously appear to me?” Ah man, he wanted to see them.

09-03-2014, 12:22 PM	#55 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! SPOILER!!: looloo <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot Layla knew she had cut him off guard and she smirked in response. She and Sammy had an interesting relationship. It was full of banter, almost as if they were the siblings in the family and not she and her older brother Bradley. *"And those lovely* people ain't payin' any attention to you" she winked glancing at the groups of students who were speaking amongst themselves rather than talking back to Sam. He started taking pictures and she watched him with an eyebrow raised. Until he explained his reasoning behind the weird behaviour. "I think I read somewhere that muggle technology don't work in the castle.." she spoke simply. Maybe? Who knew, this place was weird. "So good luck with that." Layla's parents had been through it all before with Bradley. They'd seen the street and waved him off at the station. They weren't excited in the slightest. And then he took a photo of her. Layla rolled her eyes but smiled knowing that her aunt would like to see photos of her too. "Ain't ever been somewhere like this before.." she thought out loud, looking towards the castle as she spoke. "Not sure I want to either." Was kinda spooky. And old. Urgh, very old. "The horses are there stupid" she pointed at the invisible space before them as the carriage then started to move. "And they're called Thestrals. They're invisible. You can only see them if you've seen someone die or somethin'. S'kinda creepy if you ask me." Urgh this school was turning out to be a creep-fest. [/quote] Samson looked around. Layla was right. But it was probably just as well given the lameness of his question teamed with the even lamer giggles. How was Layla so calm and collected about this? They were magical. They could DO magic! It was the single greatest thing in the history of EVER. “Well they should be.” He murmured, his pride dented a little. “Do y'ever get sick of bein' reet?” He looked up at Layla in the carriage. But he HAD read a few things about what to expect at Hogwarts and he knew fine well about magic and how it interfered with technology.. or something like that. After he'd climbed into the carriage, he showed Layla his camera. A vintage, clunky old thing. “Me da gave it me. Been in the family for years or sommat. It's propa old.. an' it takes propa film.” He dug into his bag and took out one of the many rolls of spare film he'd brought. “They need to be developed in a dark room. It's really cool. Everything comes out allll atmospheric an' artistic.” He grinned at his cousin. No luck needed here, pet. He looked towards the castle again. “I've been to Edinburgh castle. Weren't a soddin' patch on this place, like.” No way! This was all completely mental. “Cheer up, Lala. We're gonna be livin' in a castle. Like royalty.” Wayhey! They were moving. And there were no horses. Or.. there were according to Layla here. How'd she know so much? What? “You can only see them if you witness someone die?”** He repeated flatly. He had to agree that, although it was cool, it was also creepy. “So if I hoyed ye over the side, they'd mysteriously appear to me?” Ah man, he wanted to see them.