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oh its Erik ok · 12-14-2017, 12:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Angie

There was a little freedom to happily licking her ice cream without an adult by her side; never mind that Flavia walked only three steps behind her. Nerissa was most uncharacteristically almost skipping down Diagon Alley. There was a definite spring in her step, at least. Acquiring any sort of pet wasn't part of the plan because having a pet had never occurred to her parents, and therefore, it had never occurred to her. It wasn't that Nerissa lacked imagination or had wanted of her own; it was just that at a very young age she'd learned it was better, less prone to disappointments, to live within the confines of what her parents set for her.

But her parents weren't around, which was entirely their own doing. Or fault. Definitely fault. And Flavia, in the two years she'd known her, had never been much of an authority figure. So Nerissa saw little problem with planting herself outside the menagerie. She held her ice cream high in the air with one hand and practically pressed her nose to the glass as she tried to get a better look at a particularly furry cat.

"He looks very off-putting." This was not said as if such a quality was a bad thing. Her grin was small and very slow. "Or is it a she? All cats look the same to me." She paused. "Oh! Maybe it's a kneazle." Her head tilted to one side.

Mercy was still nervous about finding all the books and things she needed for second year but it was not bothering her as much as it did earlier in the day so by the time Mercy and her chaperone made it to the Menagerie. She wanted to look around. The truth was she had never thought about getting a pet and to be honest, did not even know if she was allowed one. She walked to the glass just to see what was inside. The girl with the ice cream looked like she was not even paying attention that much so Mercy chose to move to the side with the least chance of being pelted by ice cream in case she dropped it.

Never be too careful.

It was a nice kneazle Was she talking to her or someone around?

Mercy looked left and right to see who else and well there were people none of them were paying attention

"....uh its a kneazle...you can um tell by the tail and fur"

Well, it could also be a half kneazle and Mercy could totally be wrong.

She shouldn't have said anything.

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oh its Erik ok DERP & DMAC Augurey Join Date: Feb 2012 Location: Eorzea Posts: 11,715 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amatheia Barrington Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoebe Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry RPG Name: Alexander Brian Pappadeaux x2 x7	Treat Yo Self \| +2 \| Enabler \| Nerd \| Blink Quote: Originally Posted by Angie There was a little freedom to happily licking her ice cream without an adult by her side; never mind that Flavia walked only three steps behind her. Nerissa was most uncharacteristically almost skipping down Diagon Alley. There was a definite spring in her step, at least. Acquiring any sort of pet wasn't part of the plan because having a pet had never occurred to her parents, and therefore, it had never occurred to her. It wasn't that Nerissa lacked imagination or had wanted of her own; it was just that at a very young age she'd learned it was better, less prone to disappointments, to live within the confines of what her parents set for her. But her parents weren't around, which was entirely their own doing. Or fault. Definitely fault. And Flavia, in the two years she'd known her, had never been much of an authority figure. So Nerissa saw little problem with planting herself outside the menagerie. She held her ice cream high in the air with one hand and practically pressed her nose to the glass as she tried to get a better look at a particularly furry cat. "He looks very off-putting." This was not said as if such a quality was a bad thing. Her grin was small and very slow. "Or is it a she? All cats look the same to me." She paused. *"Oh! Maybe it's a kneazle."* Her head tilted to one side. Mercy was still nervous about finding all the books and things she needed for second year but it was not bothering her as much as it did earlier in the day so by the time Mercy and her chaperone made it to the Menagerie. She wanted to look around. The truth was she had never thought about getting a pet and to be honest, did not even know if she was allowed one. She walked to the glass just to see what was inside. The girl with the ice cream looked like she was not even paying attention that much so Mercy chose to move to the side with the least chance of being pelted by ice cream in case she dropped it. Never be too careful. It was a nice kneazle Was she talking to her or someone around? Mercy looked left and right to see who else and well there were people none of them were paying attention "....uh its a kneazle...you can um tell by the tail and fur" Well, it could also be a half kneazle and Mercy could totally be wrong. She shouldn't have said anything. __________________ -------------------------------------Be a pineapple: Stand tall,-----------------------------------------wear a crown, and be sweet on the inside.