03-21-2016, 10:06 PM
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 DERP & DMT
Antipodean Opaleye
Join Date: Dec 2015
Posts: 9,633
| Sassenach l theJoff l RoughDough l Aslan l Snidget l My Lord Kate l Dark-Side l BEETSSS l smol George Cyprian looked down as the female spoke, her majestic eyes sending his over-thinkery (also not a word) brain into a spiral. "Wow! Are those your eyes?" he said in awe, "I mean of course they're your eyes, but are they YOUR eyes?" That totally made sense.
He wanted to touch them, just to make sure they were real (cause people casually just walked around with fake eyes). But he wasn't going to, since he (obviously) wasn't weird. He was really amazed by them, he knew Neith would be as well. . . which reminded him!
He looked down at the book, then back at the female (who was also really pretty), "Oh! Noononononnononno!" he stammered, "It's not for me. I'm a boy. This is indeed for a member of your race." Race? Really? Were witches even wizards? And were wizards even a race? So many questions. "It's for my sister." he said with a grin, "She's kinda, how do you say. . . forgetful. I'm Cyprian, by the way. Cyprian Night." Smoothness.
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