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Shanners · 01-01-2019, 10:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Daemon

Armed with Cracker (no one had claimed him!) in his cloak pocket and Biscuit tucked into his shirt pocket, and his WAND!!, Ronan squinted into the rainy darkness as he followed all the other first years and the, um, adult? Professor? Someone? down to the bOATS. The eleven year old had ~~bothered~~ chatted with Mary on the train for a good long time before he'd run out of energy and slept. The rest of his train ride had been spent looking for Biscuit, whom he'd found at the very last possible moment, at the very front of the train.

The excitement level had lowered to a good, normal 7, but the boats and people climbing in and the prospect of HOGWARTS FOR REAL brought a bright smile to his face. YAY. So Mary got into a boat with two other boys - whom he recognised :O what were their names?? - so Ronan veered left and climbed into the next boat over, that just had the one girl.

"HI! I'm Ronan, this is Biscuit," Ronan YELLED because the rain was loud, and pointed at his chest, "and Cracker," he pointed at his cloak pocket. "Are you excited?? I'm REALLY excited!!"

Please no.

It could not get worse than one person. She could make him sit at the other end of their boat and ignore the smell of excitement coming from him or the stench of fun that made her feel sick. Did people realise that they smelt this bad when those things were happening in their life? And then.. and then he stated to talk.

Odaline stared at him across the boat, eyes narrowing as he got further into his introductions.

"No." She said simply, face not giving anything other than complete distaste away. "You are three. I am one. This boat is four. No more." Whatever 'Biscuit' and 'Cracker' were... they were now a boat of four.

For now..........

01-01-2019, 10:55 AM	#9 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,369 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Daemon Armed with Cracker (no one had claimed him!) in his cloak pocket and Biscuit tucked into his shirt pocket, and his WAND!!, Ronan squinted into the rainy darkness as he followed all the other first years and the, um, adult? Professor? Someone? down to the bOATS. The eleven year old had ~~bothered~~ chatted with Mary on the train for a good long time before he'd run out of energy and slept. The rest of his train ride had been spent looking for Biscuit, whom he'd found at the very last possible moment, at the very front of the train. The excitement level had lowered to a good, normal 7, but the boats and people climbing in and the prospect of HOGWARTS FOR REAL brought a bright smile to his face. YAY. So Mary got into a boat with two other boys - whom he recognised :O what were their names?? - so Ronan veered left and climbed into the next boat over, that just had the one girl. "HI! I'm Ronan, this is Biscuit," Ronan YELLED because the rain was loud, and pointed at his chest, "and Cracker," he pointed at his cloak pocket. "Are you excited?? I'm REALLY excited!!" Please no. It could not get worse than one person. She could make him sit at the other end of their boat and ignore the smell of excitement coming from him or the stench of fun that made her feel sick. Did people realise that they smelt this bad when those things were happening in their life? And then.. and then he stated to talk. Odaline stared at him across the boat, eyes narrowing as he got further into his introductions. "No." She said simply, face not giving anything other than complete distaste away. "You are three. I am one. This boat is four. No more." Whatever 'Biscuit' and 'Cracker' were... they were now a boat of four. For now.......... __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________