12-14-2016, 05:32 PM
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| Pygmy Puff
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year
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| Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga He was still poking it. Why weren't they jumping. Maybe if he poked at it's eye it would move. His finger was getting closer when he heard a voice and looked. "I know you." The boy was the older boy from last summer. Did he remember him. Maybe it would be best if he didn't. Eddie could use that to his advantage if he didn't. "Heck no, these things are boring. I can't have a boring sidekick. I need something cool." He moved to look at the other reptiles. "Can you speak snake?" Was that something you could learn? Eddie was all in if you could learn how to talk to a snake. He could make it attack his sister without her knowing. He'd even tell her he told it to stop when really he'd be telling it to keep going.
This was a great idea and now Eddie was looking around for snakes and possibly ways to learn how to talk to them. "What you getting here?" He glanced at the boy again. So he hadn't been far off when he thought the other boy looked familiar as the kid expressed the same thought aloud. Levi squinted a bit to try to place him. He didn't know him from Hogwarts, did he? Oh, wait... he was that weird kid from the joke store last summer, wasn’t he? Yeah… yeah, he was and Levi gave him a slight nod before turning his eyes back to the toads in the tank. “Yeah, I guess we have met before.” He didn’t remember a name though.
Boring? Levi raised an eyebrow as he lifted his eyes to the boy again. He could care less what this kid thought about much in general, but he clearly didn’t know what he was talking about. “They actually aren’t boring but I guess not everyone can appreciate that.” It took rather intelligent people of course. “Do you mean parseltongue?” he replied with a touch of condescension. “No, of course not. Most people can’t.” Wasn’t that like a hereditary thing? It wasn’t just learned anyway, from what he knew. “These,” he answered, holding up the two different boxes of toad snacks. “Maybe something else, but I don’t know yet. What about you?” Small talk plus a touch of curiosity, he supposed. But he’d assume he wasn’t getting any toads today. Maybe that was a good thing for the toads.
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