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sweetpinkpixie · 12-26-2020, 03:23 PM

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Originally Posted by Samia

Despite the FEELSY conversation with his dad the night before, Aries was all smiles and full of excitement as he boarded the train. This was going to be fantastic, and Hogwarts was going to be everything he ever thought it would be.

"They all look the same to me, to be honest" Aries snorted, pushing open the door to one. "Lets drop our stuff, feed Araneus, and go look for the food trolley. I saw one when we were getting on. Also" he leaned in closer to his brother to whisper, "maybe let my hand go, I promise I won't let anything happen to you"

Everything was FEELSY with Aries. EVERYTHING. Sometimes even the smallest thing turned into a whole thing where it was like someone was peeling onions nearby. Tears and snot, the complete waterworks.

"Probably because they are," he noted with a haphazard shake of the head this way and that. Though knowing Aries this seemingly random compartment was now going to have deep sentimental value and now EVERY trip to and from was going to have to be spent in the compartment third from the back on the fourth car of the Hogwarts express. Not that Atlas had been counting for his own sentimental reasoning or anything. "I'm not----ugh...you're just so...." But Atlas never finished the thought, insert the blank here and choose your own adventure, because in the next breath he had let go of his brother's hand so he could SHOVE him away. "Just need to give her a couple of crickets and then she should be set. DON'T touch the container this time."

Tossing his satchel bag down on one of the seats, Atlas carefully untucked the carrying case from under his arm and set it down on the seat as well while he kneeled on the floor in front of it. Smiling at his beaaaaaautiful new Gooty sapphire ornamental tarantula, who just hand some of her front legs sticking out from the little rock cave she was nestled inside, Atlas pulled from his satchel bag the tiny canister of crickets and placed it on top of his bag for now.

Really, Aries, resist the temptation to be helpful in feeding Atlas' familiar.

12-26-2020, 03:23 PM	#4 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,539 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Samia Despite the FEELSY conversation with his dad the night before, Aries was all smiles and full of excitement as he boarded the train. This was going to be fantastic, and Hogwarts was going to be everything he ever thought it would be. "They all look the same to me, to be honest" Aries snorted, pushing open the door to one. "Lets drop our stuff, feed Araneus, and go look for the food trolley. I saw one when we were getting on. Also" he leaned in closer to his brother to whisper, "maybe let my hand go, I promise I won't let anything happen to you" Everything was FEELSY with Aries. EVERYTHING. Sometimes even the smallest thing turned into a whole thing where it was like someone was peeling onions nearby. Tears and snot, the complete waterworks. "Probably because they are," he noted with a haphazard shake of the head this way and that. Though knowing Aries this seemingly random compartment was now going to have deep sentimental value and now EVERY trip to and from was going to have to be spent in the compartment third from the back on the fourth car of the Hogwarts express. Not that Atlas had been counting for his own sentimental reasoning or anything. "I'm not----ugh...you're just so...." But Atlas never finished the thought, insert the blank here and choose your own adventure, because in the next breath he had let go of his brother's hand so he could SHOVE him away. "Just need to give her a couple of crickets and then she should be set. DON'T touch the container this time." Tossing his satchel bag down on one of the seats, Atlas carefully untucked the carrying case from under his arm and set it down on the seat as well while he kneeled on the floor in front of it. Smiling at his beaaaaaautiful new Gooty sapphire ornamental tarantula, who just hand some of her front legs sticking out from the little rock cave she was nestled inside, Atlas pulled from his satchel bag the tiny canister of crickets and placed it on top of his bag for now. Really, Aries, resist the temptation to be helpful in feeding Atlas' familiar. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like