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PatInTheHat · 09-14-2019, 06:44 PM

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Originally Posted by nicole black

Yoga = Yoyo if you squinted hard enough.

This was the joke Yoyo had had slinging around her brain all morning long. She'd attend to a conversation, or a lecture, or a something and then, suddenly and without meaning to the phrase would float right into the middle of her head and the first year would end up grinning all silly-like without meaning to.

so, to say she was pleased as she walked into the rose garden that morning was an understatement. Dressed in some powder pink harem pants and a matching pink tank top, Yoyo felt more like Jasmine than a yoga-star. She waved at the Professors, beaming in turn at Mathys, Schmoe, and Barlow.

"Bonne après-midi! Good afternoon!" Yoyo said, hailing the teachers in both languages. Any chance she got to practice her French- even a tiny bit of it- was a chance Yolanda Uma Luna was happy to take. Where to sit? Now that was the question! Yoyo liked Professor Schmoe a lot so far but he looked really nervous, like really, really nervous and it was making her feel nervous so he was out, Mathys looked about as inviting as an acromantula... Which left (plenty of spaces everywhere) the seat by the one Professor Yoyo thought the most interesting.

"Hello, Professor Barlow!" The Hufflepuff grinned, taking up the mat beside him and settling into Easy Pose. "Have you ever done Yoga before?" He was going to have a hard time of it in his robes.

There was Faye, her roomie- Yoyo waved at her from her seat- and then there was that tall German boy who'd sat with her and Phoebe, and Cece, and Teddy in Herbology, He didn't get a wave, but Yoyo did smile at him.

She hoped her friends would be here soon.

Octavia didn't much care for yoga. She did, however, care for interacting with her classmates and the Beauxbatons students. Weren't they beautiful? She certainly thought so.

Sporting purple leggings with yellow stars and a matching tshirt, her hair was pulled back in a single braid as she made herself comfortable beside her friend. All of the professors got a greeting in either English or French (depending on what school they taught for) and Yoyo got GRINS. "Think this will be easy or difficult?" Knowing they held yoga at this school, and that she would want to attend, the first year had read a couple of books on the subject and asked around so she wouldn't be walking in blind.

But reading and experiencing were definitely two different things.

She peeked around at the others to see if she should be doing anything special aside from standing on a mat.

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PatInTheHat DMAC Chizpurfle Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: In The Clouds. Posts: 10,783 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maximiliano Delgado Sixth Year Ministry RPG Name: Topher Fakiris Accidents & Catastrophes x6 x3	Browncoat l Extra Syrup l Kita's Strong Confident Other Half l Lemon Patch Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black Yoga = Yoyo if you squinted hard enough. This was the joke Yoyo had had slinging around her brain all morning long. She'd attend to a conversation, or a lecture, or a something and then, suddenly and without meaning to the phrase would float right into the middle of her head and the first year would end up grinning all silly-like without meaning to. so, to say she was pleased as she walked into the rose garden that morning was an understatement. Dressed in some powder pink harem pants and a matching pink tank top, Yoyo felt more like Jasmine than a yoga-star. She waved at the Professors, beaming in turn at Mathys, Schmoe, and Barlow. "Bonne après-midi! Good afternoon!" Yoyo said, hailing the teachers in both languages. Any chance she got to practice her French- even a tiny bit of it- was a chance Yolanda Uma Luna was happy to take. Where to sit? Now that was the question! Yoyo liked Professor Schmoe a lot so far but he looked really nervous, like really, really nervous and it was making her feel nervous so he was out, Mathys looked about as inviting as an acromantula... Which left (plenty of spaces everywhere) the seat by the one Professor Yoyo thought the most interesting. "Hello, Professor Barlow!" The Hufflepuff grinned, taking up the mat beside him and settling into Easy Pose. "Have you ever done Yoga before?" He was going to have a hard time of it in his robes. There was Faye, her roomie- Yoyo waved at her from her seat- and then there was that tall German boy who'd sat with her and Phoebe, and Cece, and Teddy in Herbology, He didn't get a wave, but Yoyo did smile at him. She hoped her friends would be here soon. Octavia didn't much care for yoga. She did, however, care for interacting with her classmates and the Beauxbatons students. Weren't they beautiful? She certainly thought so. Sporting purple leggings with yellow stars and a matching tshirt, her hair was pulled back in a single braid as she made herself comfortable beside her friend. All of the professors got a greeting in either English or French (depending on what school they taught for) and Yoyo got GRINS. "Think this will be easy or difficult?" Knowing they held yoga at this school, and that she would want to attend, the first year had read a couple of books on the subject and asked around so she wouldn't be walking in blind. But reading and experiencing were definitely two different things. She peeked around at the others to see if she should be doing anything special aside from standing on a mat. __________________ ♥ I won't pass up on the danger ♥ I'd miss out on the fun ♥_____ ______________♥We'll live while we're young ♥ We'll chase down the sun ♥_________________________