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SilverTiger · 09-27-2014, 07:46 AM

Two whole points, and she’d done nothing. Brooklyn was about to protest the injustice, except nobody else was. Not just at her table, but anywhere else, and whoever it was that had felt the need to set Grayson ‘s robes on fire obviously weren’t about to confess either. Maybe that would be the better protest, except she wasn’t about to go through the work that would be needed in order to find out who it was. That had nothing to do with her, except for the fact she was apparently losing two whole points for it. Not fair.

The other reason she kept it to herself was that Professor Walton definitely didn’t look like he would react well to a protest. She definitely wasn’t going to do anything that risked more points lost, or loss of reputation amongst the professors. She wanted respect, and that meant not having a tantrum over unfairness. She’d just have to deal with the rest of the lesson, and then she could complain to Tywin or anyone else who wanted to listen. After she wouldn’t risk points loss. It was time to go back to bouncing bulbs, which sounded kind of stupid until the part about them actually being kind of violent came out. Plants that could sense nerves and might bounce into someone’s face actually sounded kind of cool. It almost made her want to learn more.

As the cart was wheeled to her table, she’d hung back as Dot had stepped forward first. Use the slightly older girl as the test, but as she seemed to come out relatively unhurt, any nerves Brooklyn had left. After a moment, she’d stepped forward confidently, staring the bulbs down as she slowly took one step and then another toward the cart. She almost dared any of them to act like she was nervous, almost dared them to try and bounce toward her. She wasn’t afraid at all. Princesses didn’t get scared of things. Lannisters didn’t get scared of things. Therefore, she wasn’t going to be scared of anything on the cart. They should be afraid of her, even if she was tiny. Once she knew all the spells she wanted to learn, she’d really be dangerous.

09-27-2014, 07:46 AM	#183 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,300 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Annika Owens-Byrne Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Two whole points, and she’d done nothing. Brooklyn was about to protest the injustice, except nobody else was. Not just at her table, but anywhere else, and whoever it was that had felt the need to set Grayson ‘s robes on fire obviously weren’t about to confess either. Maybe that would be the better protest, except she wasn’t about to go through the work that would be needed in order to find out who it was. That had nothing to do with her, except for the fact she was apparently losing two whole points for it. Not fair. The other reason she kept it to herself was that Professor Walton definitely didn’t look like he would react well to a protest. She definitely wasn’t going to do anything that risked more points lost, or loss of reputation amongst the professors. She wanted respect, and that meant not having a tantrum over unfairness. She’d just have to deal with the rest of the lesson, and then she could complain to Tywin or anyone else who wanted to listen. After she wouldn’t risk points loss. It was time to go back to bouncing bulbs, which sounded kind of stupid until the part about them actually being kind of violent came out. Plants that could sense nerves and might bounce into someone’s face actually sounded kind of cool. It almost made her want to learn more. As the cart was wheeled to her table, she’d hung back as Dot had stepped forward first. Use the slightly older girl as the test, but as she seemed to come out relatively unhurt, any nerves Brooklyn had left. After a moment, she’d stepped forward confidently, staring the bulbs down as she slowly took one step and then another toward the cart. She almost dared any of them to act like she was nervous, almost dared them to try and bounce toward her. She wasn’t afraid at all. Princesses didn’t get scared of things. Lannisters didn’t get scared of things. Therefore, she wasn’t going to be scared of anything on the cart. They should be afraid of her, even if she was tiny. Once she knew all the spells she wanted to learn, she’d really be dangerous. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥