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Shanners · 03-20-2017, 07:09 PM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Oh! It was that Gryffindor! Hazel hadn't officially met her, but she'd noticed her at the start of the year and then... had noticed when she was gone. But now, it seemed, she was back! The Hufflepuff wasn't much for gossip, however, and so really didn't know what the story was.

So, instead, as the older girl frolicked over, Hazel propped her head up a little higher, elbows on the ground, and watched. Her smile grew as the song continued and Hazel used her free hand to finger-wiggle-wave at the girl.

Keep singing, yes please.

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Originally Posted by Govoni

Sorry, little Puffer Miss, that finger wagging was simply not going to do.

Continuing to smile in her bright, sunny way, Olivia reached for one of the small girl's hands, hoping to pull her up from the ground; so that she may dance and twirl around with her. It was a beautiful day! Too beautiful to be laying around in the grass. And music was meant for dancing... "Truuuuuuue that he's NO... Prince Charming..." Ah, but he was. Indeed, he was. "....But there's something in him that I simply didn't seeeeeee."

The wistful nature in her performance was alive and well, and though the reference to Beauty and the Beast would've made her sad at any other time... she was in good company. Ickles had a way of making her feel normal. "I wonder why I didn't see it there beeefore."

And as if on cue, the Prince Adam to Olivia's Belle was out in the open as though he had been summoned by her voice and that song. Rooney Bronwyn had only wanted to get some fresh air before his game of chess with Brinlee, and yet he had walked out to such a sight he was used to. Hearing Liv sing and watching her move so freely was...something he loved to do once upon a time. Still loved to, actually...but it was different now. Things were different. Perhaps he just loved the idea of seeing and hearing her do all that.

Right now, he wouldn't complain. He perched himself on a wall, watching. And singing along quietly to himself.

03-20-2017, 07:09 PM	#122 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry ∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Oh! It was that Gryffindor! Hazel hadn't officially met her, but she'd noticed her at the start of the year and then... had noticed when she was gone. But now, it seemed, she was back! The Hufflepuff wasn't much for gossip, however, and so really didn't know what the story was. So, instead, as the older girl frolicked over, Hazel propped her head up a little higher, elbows on the ground, and watched. Her smile grew as the song continued and Hazel used her free hand to finger-wiggle-wave at the girl. Keep singing, yes please. Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni Sorry, little Puffer Miss, that finger wagging was simply not going to do. Continuing to smile in her bright, sunny way, Olivia reached for one of the small girl's hands, hoping to pull her up from the ground; so that she may dance and twirl around with her. It was a beautiful day! Too beautiful to be laying around in the grass. And music was meant for dancing... *"Truuuuuuue that he's NO... Prince Charming..."* Ah, but he was. Indeed, he was. "....But there's something in him that I simply didn't seeeeeee." The wistful nature in her performance was alive and well, and though the reference to Beauty and the Beast would've made her sad at any other time... she was in good company. Ickles had a way of making her feel normal. "I wonder why I didn't see it there beeefore." And as if on cue, the Prince Adam to Olivia's Belle was out in the open as though he had been summoned by her voice and that song. Rooney Bronwyn had only wanted to get some fresh air before his game of chess with Brinlee, and yet he had walked out to such a sight he was used to. Hearing Liv sing and watching her move so freely was...something he loved to do once upon a time. Still loved to, actually...but it was different now. Things were different. Perhaps he just loved the idea of seeing and hearing her do all that. Right now, he wouldn't complain. He perched himself on a wall, watching. And singing along quietly to himself. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________