07-19-2018, 02:55 PM
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Demiguise
Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton
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Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name:
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| lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Did he look pale or something? Because after those deep breaths, he honestly felt fine. Still though, he politely waved off the help.
They quickly reached the campground where they would be setting up shop, so to speak. Ronan removed the tent from his bag of supplies, crinkling his nose at the old style of the tent. Really? Even as little as he went camping, he knew they made pop-up tents. Anyway, he followed Professor Stewart's instructions on how to set the tent up, grateful they weren't quite as complicated as they looked. He finished pounding the last spike into the ground just as Professor Marchand called time and threw his rock to the ground out of the way of his tent.
Oh, that explained the tents then. The British Ministry didn't seem to be very up to date on things like they should be. Anyway, they now had to cast the Undetecable Extension Charm on their tents so that they could share. What if he didn't want to share? Did they have that option? Not that he minded sharing with those he liked, just that luck had not been on his side recently.... After giving a few people a hand to put tents up, making use of the fact that she had both the strength and the willingness to be a helper wherever anyone directed, Bel looked around for someone to actually partner up with and her gaze landed on the head boy. She didn't really KNOW Ronan particularly well, but over the past couple years she'd noticed he was REALLY good with his wand. Bel was.... less good.
A lot less good.
To the point where this charm was proooobably beyond her.
So the captain went over to the head boy and grinned hopefully at him. "G'day Ronan. Can I work with you? Actually, what I mean is, can you help me out? This is kind of a toughie." She admitted cheerfully, her Australian twang coming through loud and clear.
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