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DaniDiNardo · 09-27-2014, 09:53 PM

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Originally Posted by lemon

Wh.... what?

"B-but we're friends, Le-.... Ma.. felicent." Was that what she kept calling herself? "We share potion ingredients! We're HOMIES."Why was she being MEAN~~er than usual~~? Dima didn't understand, and she was making him sad.

Least she hadn't yelled at him like she had to Kyroh though.

Oh. Pity that one had left, he'd gotten himself in her good books for referring to her by her correct name. They were not friends or...'homies' as he called it but there might have been something there with that little Beastling; he learned quickly where others did not.

Oh well.

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

What.

Zahra raised her hand. "Hey Professor Flowers man? I know you're new, but Lex must have fell down the stairs and hit her head on every step along the way. She needs medical attention or a hug or something." JUST FYI.

Meanwhile, since she was pretty cool with her bulb (??? probably?) Zahra spent a whole minute making funny faces at Dima. SHE could be mean to baby Toussaint, but NO ONE ELSE COULD.

Hitting her head on every step....? She eyed this one, then the Professor who'd denied her request to give out hugs (and what a relief that was too). If she kept at it, someone might have tried helping the girl and she simply couldn't have that. This body was hers now, she'd possessed it fair and square...as fair and square as a villian could.

Seeing the shrug, she immediately lowered her eyes to her empty pot. Did he mean for her to play in dirt? This was hardly educational, it was peasant work! The Dark Queen was by no means amused, nor would she pretend to be. This would not get done, not while she could help it.

"You there. Over concerned one." She called to the girl who'd tried getting her a hug of all things. "I need someone potting my plant. I'm not a servant nor am I the gardener and this needs to get done."

Someone had to do it, and it wouldn't be her.

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DaniDiNardo Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Post 1 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by lemon Wh.... what? "B-but we're friends, Le-.... Ma.. felicent." Was that what she kept calling herself? "We share potion ingredients! We're HOMIES."Why was she being MEAN~~er than usual~~? Dima didn't understand, and she was making him sad. Least she hadn't yelled at him like she had to Kyroh though. Oh. Pity that one had left, he'd gotten himself in her good books for referring to her by her correct name. They were not friends or...'homies' as he called it but there might have been something there with that little Beastling; he learned quickly where others did not. Oh well. Quote: Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz What. Zahra raised her hand. "Hey Professor Flowers man? I know you're new, but Lex must have fell down the stairs and hit her head on every step along the way. She needs medical attention or a hug or something." JUST FYI. Meanwhile, since she was pretty cool with her bulb (??? probably?) Zahra spent a whole minute making funny faces at Dima. SHE could be mean to baby Toussaint, but NO ONE ELSE COULD. Hitting her head on every step....? She eyed this one, then the Professor who'd denied her request to give out hugs (and what a relief that was too). If she kept at it, someone might have tried helping the girl and she simply couldn't have that. This body was hers now, she'd possessed it fair and square...as fair and square as a villian could. Seeing the shrug, she immediately lowered her eyes to her empty pot. Did he mean for her to play in dirt? This was hardly educational, it was peasant work! The Dark Queen was by no means amused, nor would she pretend to be. This would not get done, not while she could help it. "You there. Over concerned one." She called to the girl who'd tried getting her a hug of all things. "I need someone potting my plant. I'm not a servant nor am I the gardener and this needs to get done." Someone had to do it, and it wouldn't be her. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.