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*Zoe* · 01-22-2020, 01:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Chloe had made her way to the dungeons, why was she down here? Well, she hadn't fully decided yet, but she at least had plenty of excuses why if someone would ask her. Depending on who would ask her she knew right away she would use her brother Gunnar or the potions lab, but if it was a professor that might ask more questions she had her inspirations posters in her bag and would say she was going to stick some up down here. This place could use something cheery.

As she rounded the corner she stopped hearing someone say something that sounded like tross, but what was tross? Was tross even a word? Chloe stopped to think about this and decided quick that she heard the person wrong, but it really didn't matter what she heard she was now watching him.

"Are you alright?"

He probably would have felt a little embarrassed at how loud his voice travelled through the corridor and echoed back at him, but the Hufflepuff was a bit preoccupied with all the slime, the slub on his face, and the pain he felt on his rear end. This was a good excuse to be late to class, right? Surely it must. It couldn't have been a normal sight to see someone bathed head to toe in slug slime.

At the sound of a voice, the boy's head turned, revealing his slug-covered face to the girl. Only one brown eye looked at her as he thought about how to respond to her question. Did he even need to respond?

"Well ..." Asher responded, trying his best to grab a hold of that slimy slug that was stuck on his face. "I've been ..." Ugh. Why was getting a slug off his face so difficult? "... better."

Just then he managed to get a grip on the sticky thing and started to pull it away from his face. It was not as easy as a feat as one would think. So. Much. Mucus. "Yuck!" he exclaimed, plopping the slug into the slime pool with a plop.

Now for the challenge of this slimy situation: getting out. "Any ideas on how to get outa here without slipping?"

01-22-2020, 01:55 AM	#4 (permalink)
Zoe **DMAC & DMLE** Runespoor Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Wonderland Posts: 61,320 Hogwarts RPG Name: Logan Paton Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Gillyweed Beery Slytherin Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Tallulah Gamp Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Mrs. Charlie Weasley \| Seneca's Beard \| That's So Fetch Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Chloe had made her way to the dungeons, why was she down here? Well, she hadn't fully decided yet, but she at least had plenty of excuses why if someone would ask her. Depending on who would ask her she knew right away she would use her brother Gunnar or the potions lab, but if it was a professor that might ask more questions she had her inspirations posters in her bag and would say she was going to stick some up down here. This place could use something cheery. As she rounded the corner she stopped hearing someone say something that sounded like tross, but what was tross? Was tross even a word? Chloe stopped to think about this and decided quick that she heard the person wrong, but it really didn't matter what she heard she was now watching him. "Are you alright?" He probably would have felt a little embarrassed at how loud his voice travelled through the corridor and echoed back at him, but the Hufflepuff was a bit preoccupied with all the slime, the slub on his face, and the pain he felt on his rear end. This was a good excuse to be late to class, right? Surely it must. It couldn't have been a normal sight to see someone bathed head to toe in slug slime. At the sound of a voice, the boy's head turned, revealing his slug-covered face to the girl. Only one brown eye looked at her as he thought about how to respond to her question. Did he even need to respond? "Well ..." Asher responded, trying his best to grab a hold of that slimy slug that was stuck on his face. "I've been ..." Ugh. Why was getting a slug off his face so difficult? "... better." Just then he managed to get a grip on the sticky thing and started to pull it away from his face. It was not as easy as a feat as one would think. So. Much. Mucus. "Yuck!" he exclaimed, plopping the slug into the slime pool with a plop. Now for the challenge of this slimy situation: getting out. "Any ideas on how to get outa here without slipping?" __________________