09-26-2017, 07:28 AM
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| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3
| Myers, plus Isa, Emmeline and mentions of Ace and Zoryn Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict She hadn’t forgotten the disastrous mandrake lesson from last term, but Stasya wasn’t going to give up on Herbology yet. Not when she felt the need to support Emmeline, who she knew was really worried about the lesson, and also there were plenty of other friends who’d probably be there. Friends who would help her if she was particularly uncomfortable with the lesson, and plus, she got to wear a costume. Costumes were fun, and she’d had the perfect one for the lesson. Well, the flower crown was recycled anyway, from her costume for the party at the Leaky ages ago, and she had her squirrel necklace on since she figured Dobby wouldn’t be allowed. The rest of her costume was new, because obviously her old one would’ve had to be altered if she’d wanted to wear it. Even if technically the vesna wasn’t Greek, it was basically a spring nymph so she had her argument all set if Professor Myers wanted to argue. “Hi Professor Myers,” she greeted the professor, tilting her head in confusion as she tried to figure out how a robot equaled a cyclops. But otherwise she didn’t question it, turning to head over to where Isa and Emmeline were. Why was Isa asking about hallucinogenic properties, whatever those were? It sounded weird, but at least the Puff and her sort of coordinated. And she could help with the bird if it was necessary. And both her and Emmeline had flower crowns.
She’d turned curious eyes toward Zoryn as she’d arrived, looking all sweaty and weird even though she could’ve sworn the older girl had looked okay earlier, but she wasn’t going to question it. As far as she knew, she wasn’t going to want to escape from this lesson, but she knew what it felt like. Plus, why would she want to leave when Ace looked like a cross between a unicorn and a winged horse?
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