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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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| er...we have a pet tarantula so ... hi XD astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf At first Atlas had been overjoyed to see his Gooty sapphire ornamental nestled in a cage a top one of the desks. So much so that he had entirely neglected to greet the professor and had made a quick dash straight for his assigned spot. The benefit of having Araneus was that they were a solitary creature and the prolonged separations between himself and the tarantula were not thing that would impact their dynamic much nor influence things negatively. As long as Araneus was getting fed on the regular, which Atlas had been able to do even WITH the pseudo dementors' supervision, then things could continue as normal. Whatever normal was these days. He really did just want to take Araneus out from the cage and allow her to crawl up and down his arms or just perch on top of his mop of blonde hair.
Alas. Instead the first year had to setting for poking his finger at the sides of the container and give finger high fives to the tarantula through the glass.
His ears perked up a bit as class began - right, this was a lesson. Totally remembered that - and as the first question rolled around he found himself answering with the first thing that came to mind.
"...I just talk to Araneus..." he explained with wide eager eyes and an actual smile across his features. "Just...as straightforward as that. I talk. She listens. Well...LISTENS since she doesn't have ears but feels the sound vibrations over the hairs on her legs. She gets used to my voice, er, vibrations and associations some of the words I say, the sounds, with certain actions sometimes. Like when I say hi..." He paused and looked at his beautiful blue beauty. "Usually that means I'm about to hold her or give her something so she gets all up close to the front of the container she is in and wiggles her legs around. Finger high fives."
__________________ 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 |
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