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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Norah Kittredge
Seventh Year
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SPOILER!!: Adi!
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Oh look! A fallen star! Hehe. Just kidding! It was just the bubbly Norah. "Hey, Norah. I see you're the star of the party.'' Oh boy. Adi was on a roll with the puns. Not far behind was
Norah grinned and waved at Adi, calling back "Thanks! Your costume is super cool, too!" Costumes were the bestest, okay, the BESTEST.
SPOILER!!: Professor!
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Now that...if he was allowed to use the term...was adorable. "Thank you, Miss Kittredge," he saluted. "You are looking quite stellar yourself."

Get it? HAHA!
Standing up straight, Norah giggled and raised one sparkly arm to salute him back. HEH. "Thanks, professor!"
SPOILER!!: Zandeeerrr!
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YOO-RAIN-US WAS UNDER ATAAAAAACK!! Not really, but he was just crashed into so that happened. At the blow, the Gryffindor quickly-- or well not so quickly as it took some time to waddle around to face the girl-- turned to look at the glittery start that had just you know, bumped into him. Oh. It was the quill girl. "Uh, yeah sparkles..?" He didn't know actually. But yeah. Nodding because what? But he did smile at the compliment though. See, as soon as he started regretting wearing the huge orby thing, someone said something to reaffirm it. So really, it wasn't a bad choice. Couldn't be if so many people said something about it. That's how compliments work. "Thanks!" O____O Gumball??? Blink. Blink. BLINK. "Uh, no I'm YOU-RAIN-US," looking back at Professor Flamsteed with a quick nod for that one. He learned how to say it right and everything. Never your-anus. Apparently.

But uh speaking up his costume, WAIT A MINUTE, WAS HE DENTED?! "Is erm, is there a dent in my planet though?" Where she bumped into it? Was it alright? Because he couldnt' just go around with a dented planet costume. That'd be miserable.
Blink blink. Bliiiiink. "Yep, sparkles!" Did he not know what they were? Norah gave him a pitying look. She could teach him, if he wanted, 'cause she was an EXPERT y'know. When it came to sparkles and flowers, she was a PRO, ok. The third year put one finger on her shimmering sleeve and whispered "Spaaaaarkles" under her breath, just to give him an idea of what they were without being TOO obvious about it. It wasn't nice to draw too much attention to stuff people didn't know, but living a GLITTER-FREE life sounded pretty horrible if y'asked her.

"Ooh! Yoo-rainus. That's supermegacool!" Not Your-anus. And not a gum ball. Awesome. Got it. She grinned at him. "I like the color." BOOM. Pro in the compliment department over here. Making a mental note to ask somebody whether complimenting sparkly plants was a profession she could pursue, Norah's eyes widened in worry when Zander mentioned dents. WHAT IF she dented his supermegacool costume and he got upset with her and never spoke to her again and made sure she never became a prefect and never got into University to study the art Sparkly Plant Complimenting and never got hired and was left complimenting non-sparkly plants forever didn't have money to buy broccoli so she never got to be five feet tall? No. Denting his costume would not do. The thirteen year old shuffled in a full circle around him, sticking her nose up to the costume to inspect it thoroughly before making it all the way back and standing up straight. "NOPE. All good! I think I got a little glitter on you though." He couldn't be mad about that, right? Who could be mad about that?

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Norah maneuvered her way to the side of the room to get a look at the entire point of this party thing besides sharing costumes. WAIT. Was that a PLANT pot? It WAS. Elevating onto her tiptoes, she pranced as well as she could in her big star costume right up to the front to pick up a pot. COOL. After poking around to find a purple marker, the third year stepped to the side so she could properly bend over the pot and write 'NORAH KITTREDGE. HUFFLEPUFF THIRD YEAR' in the curliest letters she could write. TA DA. And now she had to cast a charm on it? Would it grow into a FLOWER? OOOOH, or a CHRISTMAS TREE. That'd be good preparation for the rest of the year, uh huh.
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