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laurange · 09-08-2016, 10:36 AM

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Originally Posted by nicole black

Aslan Evans was sitting with her legs crossed under her on a table in the kitchens with a plate of cookies and a mug of coffee by her side as she watched the house-elves in their work. Busy, bright creatures they were. They never seemed to question their purpose or lose faith in the world around them. House-elves just kept going.

It was fascinating and slightly disturbing to the brunette, who's whole life was made up of questions, uncertainties and missed realities. She dunked a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie into her coffee, once, twice, three times before pulling it from the caramel depths. Slightly melty and close to toppling, Aslan hurried to eat the soggy hand before it fall to the table surface.

She was not a graceful girl, and in this moment it was quite apparent from the chocolate on her fingers and her pink lips. Calling out to a house-elf, Aslan asked for a napkin and received it quickly enough, she wiped her lips clean and her fingers too before moving on to the next cookie.

Twice was enough, more than that and she was just making a mess.

Brian Woods had been having trouble sleeping lately, and it was making the world seem absolutely out of whack. He was much less responsive than his usual self, and exhausted beyond belief. Nastily Exhausting was nowhere near how one would describe sixth year, even with the free periods. And preparing for further education in a completely non-magical sense, that was ridiculous too. So Brian was here for some melatonin and maybe cookies and then maybe he'd just skip dinner and call it an early night.

Not like he had patrol duty today anyway.

Receiving his glass of milk and thanking the house elf that had brought it to him, he was about to leave when he noticed a hasty motion out the corner of his eye that seemed far too familiar. Recognising the head of brunette hair instantly, as well as her absolute lack of coordination, the Hufflepuff stared for a little bit as she wiped her fingers and mouth before he decided to approach. Sneaking up on her from behind, he nicked a cookie off her plate and hopped onto the kitchen counter before taking a bite.

"Evening, Evans." Because it was only polite, really, that he at least great her while he had set her up to share her cookies against her will or otherwise.

09-08-2016, 10:36 AM	#23 (permalink)
laurange DERP & DMLE Ramora Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Kita's pocket Posts: 5,227 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aslan Archer Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Woods Gryffindor Third Year x9 x6	½ of Lauralie \| Koala \| The being in Ern's pocket \| Baby Smurf \| Prouf member of The Flock Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black Aslan Evans was sitting with her legs crossed under her on a table in the kitchens with a plate of cookies and a mug of coffee by her side as she watched the house-elves in their work. Busy, bright creatures they were. They never seemed to question their purpose or lose faith in the world around them. House-elves just kept going. It was fascinating and slightly disturbing to the brunette, who's whole life was made up of questions, uncertainties and missed realities. She dunked a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie into her coffee, once, twice, three times before pulling it from the caramel depths. Slightly melty and close to toppling, Aslan hurried to eat the soggy hand before it fall to the table surface. She was not a graceful girl, and in this moment it was quite apparent from the chocolate on her fingers and her pink lips. Calling out to a house-elf, Aslan asked for a napkin and received it quickly enough, she wiped her lips clean and her fingers too before moving on to the next cookie. Twice was enough, more than that and she was just making a mess. Brian Woods had been having trouble sleeping lately, and it was making the world seem absolutely out of whack. He was much less responsive than his usual self, and exhausted beyond belief. Nastily Exhausting was nowhere near how one would describe sixth year, even with the free periods. And preparing for further education in a completely non-magical sense, that was ridiculous too. So Brian was here for some melatonin and maybe cookies and then maybe he'd just skip dinner and call it an early night. Not like he had patrol duty today anyway. Receiving his glass of milk and thanking the house elf that had brought it to him, he was about to leave when he noticed a hasty motion out the corner of his eye that seemed far too familiar. Recognising the head of brunette hair instantly, as well as her absolute lack of coordination, the Hufflepuff stared for a little bit as she wiped her fingers and mouth before he decided to approach. Sneaking up on her from behind, he nicked a cookie off her plate and hopped onto the kitchen counter before taking a bite. "Evening, Evans." Because it was only polite, really, that he at least great her while he had set her up to share her cookies against her will or otherwise. __________________