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Shanners · 10-08-2015, 06:41 PM

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Originally Posted by Stormdancer

Marsha was far too excited. It was December and there was snow and it was nice and crispy outside and she felt amazing. She didn’t know how the Winter and cold fueled her energy more than most people - but then heat gave her energy too… so many the weather actually had nothing to do with it and SHE was just simply a ridiculous human.

……

AH WELL!

Laughing softly, she jogged up the tower stairs to the Owlery, loving the burn in her legs as she finally made it to the top. ”Hi Roo!” She said happily as she moved across the room, completely unthrown by the bird poop everywhere - this was their home after all. ”Oh, good. You brought your notes... “ Giggles sinnocently and makes a ‘whoops’ type face. ”I was just running and didn’t want to take my notes… I was hoping you would have your with you… That or I would have had to go and get mine.”

See, Roo. Your awesome. Yupyup.

”Where do you want to start? We could try turning poop into a matchbox or something? Might be more useful that way?” The redhead tucked her hair behind her ear and looked down at the floor. Hmmm….

Notes?

Rooney heard that word before he acknowledged who was here with him and that they'd even said his name. "Hi Miss Marsha!" He greeted the Gryffindor with a high-five and then waggled his notebook. "I don't go anywhere without it - you should know that." It was unfortunate that she didn't have her notes with her, but he had his and could help. Plus, his were probably more intense than hers, but that was just something that he did on an every day basis.

He followed her eye line to the poop on the floor and nodded. "I thought about it. Do you think that it would work? Start with a matchbox and then maybe we can use some of those twigs over there and turn them into quills?" Practice would make perfect, right?

And maybe if they worked together hard enough, they could try one of the harder spells that the older students had practiced in the lessons.

"Okay, so the spell is Flintifors and we just need to point our wands and flick up. Yeah?" Yeah? Was she ready?

10-08-2015, 06:41 PM	#19 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	Transfiguration Homework (w. Miss Marsha) ∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Stormdancer Marsha was far too excited. It was December and there was snow and it was nice and crispy outside and she felt amazing. She didn’t know how the Winter and cold fueled her energy more than most people - but then heat gave her energy too… so many the weather actually had nothing to do with it and SHE was just simply a ridiculous human. …… AH WELL! Laughing softly, she jogged up the tower stairs to the Owlery, loving the burn in her legs as she finally made it to the top. ”Hi Roo!” She said happily as she moved across the room, completely unthrown by the bird poop everywhere - this was their home after all. ”Oh, good. You brought your notes... “ Giggles sinnocently and makes a ‘whoops’ type face. ”I was just running and didn’t want to take my notes… I was hoping you would have your with you… That or I would have had to go and get mine.” See, Roo. Your awesome. Yupyup. ”Where do you want to start? We could try turning poop into a matchbox or something? Might be more useful that way?” The redhead tucked her hair behind her ear and looked down at the floor. Hmmm…. Notes? Rooney heard that word before he acknowledged who was here with him and that they'd even said his name. "Hi Miss Marsha!" He greeted the Gryffindor with a high-five and then waggled his notebook. "I don't go anywhere without it - you should know that." It was unfortunate that she didn't have her notes with her, but he had his and could help. Plus, his were probably more intense than hers, but that was just something that he did on an every day basis. He followed her eye line to the poop on the floor and nodded. "I thought about it. Do you think that it would work? Start with a matchbox and then maybe we can use some of those twigs over there and turn them into quills?" Practice would make perfect, right? And maybe if they worked together hard enough, they could try one of the harder spells that the older students had practiced in the lessons. "Okay, so the spell is Flintifors and we just need to point our wands and flick up. Yeah?" Yeah? Was she ready? __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________