05-06-2019, 09:52 AM
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 MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt
Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese And as Aaron had feared (and anticipated).... he'd overslept. On the first day back to lessons. He'd been quick to dress, relieved at his own foresight in hanging the robe up from the previous night, Perfect pin already attached to it. In fact, the Hufflepuff had pressed his entire uniform in preparation. He'd foreseen many of these "late" mornings for himself.
The "seer" gift finally seemed useful for something.
Hair artfully tousled, Aaron stepped into the Runes classroom, eyes quickly sweeping over the assembled group. His eyes rested heavily on Maxie for a moment, uncertainty coloring his face.... but it eventually passed and he proceeded inside, dropping his bag so he could slip on the boot. One of the advantages of arriving so late was that there wasn't much of a line awaiting to try on the boot... Scratch that, no line... as Jackson finished up. Nodding to his fellow Prefect as he passed to the stool, Aaron quickly toed out of his own polished shoe...and then sat so he wouldn't face plant when trying it on. It looked like it might fall apart at any moment, so he tried his best to be gentle with his treatment.
The spur was adorable, though.... Perhaps he'd add a pair of cowboy boots to his wardrobe. West would approve... He considered owling him, hopping about with the boot on. He made a little game of it, entertaining himself and marveling at how comfortable it felt on his foot........ "ENFP-T..... the Campaigner!" Startled by the loud noise coming from his feet, Aaron blinked a few times...before breaking out into soft laughter.
In fact, he was still giggling as he removed the shoe and moved back to where Maxie was sat, placing himself in a seat nearby. He didn't greet his young friend, sensing that he wouldn't appreciate words right now. Aaron was more there as silent support, as always. Digging around in his bag, he started removing things, and then writing things... As an introduction to himself, even though he also sensed he and Professor Beryl would become great friends. Quote: Aaron Botros
Sixth Year Hufflepuff
ENFP-T
The Campaigner
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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