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kayquilz · 06-05-2017, 02:03 PM

SPOILER!!: Regina and Hirsch

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zoe

His looks hadn't gone unnoticed. Regina didn't know whether to laugh or scold him, saying that a picture would last longer. So she just let it be, allowing him to look. She was rather positive he wouldn't be the only one looking at her tonight. The tattoos were something she purposefully always had covered up. But the dress was too stunning to resist, and this event was a good excuse to wear it and be human.

Roderik's question amused her though she didn't show it, clearly already playing the game whether he knew it or not. "Genuinely asking," the woman replied, smiling and resisting to roll her eyes at his comment about her wanting to beat him at something. Of course she was going to beat him no matter what. And she knew he wouldn't be able to resist regardless.

Though talk of poker was, for now, set aside as Paul addressed them. She tried not to let the smile waver when he clapped at her and gave her a salute. "Oh, stop it, Paul. The clapping is totally unnecessary." As for the salute, well, he was dressed like a captain. She'd let that one slide.

A short laugh left her mouth the moment he said that he had to look sharp just in case Milton showed up. Was that the trick to making the Herbology professor leave his ponchos in the closet where they belonged? Invite Milton to every major school function? It was tempting... "Really? It is such a shame that he couldn't make it tonight." She rather enjoyed the man.

And ... kiddos? Kiddos? Then ruffling up Roderik's hair? Really, Paul? Really?

"We actually were just --" There was a pause. Regina gave Hirsch a look. Did the old man seriously just invite himself, making their duo now a trio? "-- going to play poker."

Oh, Merlin. This was seriously happening, wasn't it?

Now having a man at each arm, they continued on. "Yes, everyone looks simply ravishing tonight," she agreed with a nod of her head, keeping that poker face of hers going while trying to figure out how long the third wheel was planning on sticking with them. At this rate, probably all night. Merlin.

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Text Cut: Poncho Paul + Regina

If she was genuinely asking then poker it is. Though, something told him that this wasn't the right setting for it but it would have to do for the time being. He opened his mouth to ask her if they were going to make this game of theirs more interesting by placing some kind of bet or something for the loser to do but then.....

........ Paul happened.

Kiddos? Surely, they weren't that much younger than the Herboloy Professor? Not student aged. But, then again, it was much better than calling him Hirschys kisses in front of Regina herself. As for the hair ruffle, Hirsch pulled a slightly disgusted face, as if this simple action was causing him some serious pain. On any other day, he probably would've only minded it a bit but seeing as he'd spent quite some time perfecting it ~~for Regina~~ this was putting water to his looks. Reaching up a hand, he tried to straighten it out, but, once again, Paul happened.

Uh.

No.

No.

Green eyes glanced at Regina, exchanging a look that clearly said that he was as surprised about this as she was. Two's a company but three's a crowd. Was Paul not aware of this? "How good of a poker player are you, Paul?" It was then, that the wild imagery of the Hufflepuff Head of House jumping with glee over his cards came to mind.

He shook his head and looked around at the room, instead. There were a few Ilvermorny students not too far away where there seemed to be a yelling match going on. Huh. "Looks like everyone took note of the smart attire part of your notice, Regina."

Paul ceased the clapping shortly and just smiled. "Yes, we tried. Something else came up for him." Something family related. His family, not Paul's. "I just hope he left good instructions for our dog sitter." Milton liked to leave the BARE MINIMUM for the dog sitter, and IT FREAKED PAUL OUT. Like she needed DETAILS, HUSBAND. Not the MINIMUM. And FOUR dogs, all of which had different needs, y'know? Paul suddenly felt the urge to write head-floo Milton and check to see...but there weren't any fireplaces here, and Paul did not feel like making the trek back to his office.

"Poker?" he asked. "I don't think...wait, I think I have played poker before, but...I'm not very good. I bet you're brilliant at it Regina. That face," he smirked. Regina seemed the type of woman who would hide her true feelings very well.

The hair ruffling had gone as Paul had expected; it had ANNOYED Roderik. Oh, it was just a hoot! "I am terrible at Poker. Are you two having a serious poker game?" Maybe he WOULD just leave them be. "IDEA for STAFF BONDING--POKER TOURNAMENT!" Paul ejected the words from his mouth without thinking. But really, even if he HAD thought about it, he would have stated it anyway. "It could be fun! I think I would lose lots of money. Unless...." he smirked mischievously. "We didn't play for money. I would play for the right to have PONCHO THURSDAYS..." Or was it Wednesday? Or Tuesdays? HE COULDN'T REMEMBER.

06-05-2017, 02:03 PM	#27 (permalink)
kayquilz Granian Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Bikini Bottom Posts: 21,189 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roman Gellar Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arden Toros Gryffindor Graduated x4 x1	A Poop * k8 * SPOILER!!: Regina and Hirsch Quote: Originally Posted by Zoe His looks hadn't gone unnoticed. Regina didn't know whether to laugh or scold him, saying that a picture would last longer. So she just let it be, allowing him to look. She was rather positive he wouldn't be the only one looking at her tonight. The tattoos were something she purposefully always had covered up. But the dress was too stunning to resist, and this event was a good excuse to wear it and be human. Roderik's question amused her though she didn't show it, clearly already playing the game whether he knew it or not. "Genuinely asking," the woman replied, smiling and resisting to roll her eyes at his comment about her wanting to beat him at something. Of course she was going to beat him no matter what. And she knew he wouldn't be able to resist regardless. Though talk of poker was, for now, set aside as Paul addressed them. She tried not to let the smile waver when he clapped at her and gave her a salute. "Oh, stop it, Paul. The clapping is totally unnecessary." As for the salute, well, he was dressed like a captain. She'd let that one slide. A short laugh left her mouth the moment he said that he had to look sharp just in case Milton showed up. Was that the trick to making the Herbology professor leave his ponchos in the closet where they belonged? Invite Milton to every major school function? It was tempting... "Really? It is such a shame that he couldn't make it tonight." She rather enjoyed the man. And ... kiddos? Kiddos? Then ruffling up Roderik's hair? Really, Paul? Really? "We actually were just --" There was a pause. Regina gave Hirsch a look. Did the old man seriously just invite himself, making their duo now a trio? "-- going to play poker." Oh, Merlin. This was seriously happening, wasn't it? Now having a man at each arm, they continued on. "Yes, everyone looks simply ravishing tonight," she agreed with a nod of her head, keeping that poker face of hers going while trying to figure out how long the third wheel was planning on sticking with them. At this rate, probably all night. Merlin. Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone Text Cut: Poncho Paul + Regina If she was genuinely asking then poker it is. Though, something told him that this wasn't the right setting for it but it would have to do for the time being. He opened his mouth to ask her if they were going to make this game of theirs more interesting by placing some kind of bet or something for the loser to do but then..... ........ Paul happened. Kiddos? Surely, they weren't that much younger than the Herboloy Professor? Not student aged. But, then again, it was much better than calling him Hirschys kisses in front of Regina herself. As for the hair ruffle, Hirsch pulled a slightly disgusted face, as if this simple action was causing him some serious pain. On any other day, he probably would've only minded it a bit but seeing as he'd spent quite some time perfecting it ~~for Regina~~ this was putting water to his looks. Reaching up a hand, he tried to straighten it out, but, once again, Paul happened. Uh. No. No. Green eyes glanced at Regina, exchanging a look that clearly said that he was as surprised about this as she was. Two's a company but three's a crowd. Was Paul not aware of this? "How good of a poker player are you, Paul?" It was then, that the wild imagery of the Hufflepuff Head of House jumping with glee over his cards came to mind. He shook his head and looked around at the room, instead. There were a few Ilvermorny students not too far away where there seemed to be a yelling match going on. Huh. "Looks like everyone took note of the smart attire part of your notice, Regina." Paul ceased the clapping shortly and just smiled. "Yes, we tried. Something else came up for him." Something family related. His family, not Paul's. "I just hope he left good instructions for our dog sitter." Milton liked to leave the BARE MINIMUM for the dog sitter, and IT FREAKED PAUL OUT. Like she needed DETAILS, HUSBAND. Not the MINIMUM. And FOUR dogs, all of which had different needs, y'know? Paul suddenly felt the urge to write head-floo Milton and check to see...but there weren't any fireplaces here, and Paul did not feel like making the trek back to his office. "Poker?" he asked. "*I don't think...wait, I think I have* played poker before, but...I'm not very good. I bet you're brilliant at it Regina. That face," he smirked. Regina seemed the type of woman who would hide her true feelings very well. The hair ruffling had gone as Paul had expected; it had ANNOYED Roderik. Oh, it was just a hoot! "I am terrible at Poker. Are you two having a serious poker game?" Maybe he WOULD just leave them be. "IDEA for STAFF BONDING--POKER TOURNAMENT!" Paul ejected the words from his mouth without thinking. But really, even if he HAD thought about it, he would have stated it anyway. "It could be fun! I think I would lose lots of money. Unless...." he smirked mischievously. "We didn't play for money. I would play for the right to have PONCHO THURSDAYS..."** Or was it Wednesday? Or Tuesdays? HE COULDN'T REMEMBER. __________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin