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aRogueOne · 06-02-2021, 11:31 PM

Slightly confused as to why she was heading towards the duelling arena, Ingrid’s little legs continued to head towards the room, her mind only really processing the fact that there were indeed auditions for the drama club’s latest production and that she was going to ~~try~~ be apart of it. Or at least try anyway and most likely make a fool of herself but that was fine too.

Despite feeling a deep inner sense of dread at the watching gaze of the headmaster as she entered the room, Ingrid’s briefly moved towards the other children in the room, her face looking slightly pale and sickly. Was she ill? Coming down with a fever? Who knew? Not her anyway. “Hello Headmaster. Professor Peralta. Professor Flamsteed. Professor Varma. Professor Schmoe”, her only form of greeting as she made her way past them. Holy moly, had she greeted them all? Why were there so many of them even there to watch? Like, come on? Three would have been enough but there were enough teachers here to start some kind of new actors union or something.

“Hey everyone. H-“ How were they feeling? It didn’t matter. Why? Because Ingrid Luck was going to be sick!

Heaving slightly, the third year Ravenclaw covered her mouth for the moment and, seemingly with self-restraint from somewhere unknown, she shivered and blinked several times before finishing her previous sentence. “How is everyone feeling? Any nerves?”, the smile across her face a little bit forced as she eyed some of the other students curiously. She herself had no script but still kind of wanted to try out for a reading part. Maybe, if her food stayed down…

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aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,565 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Hooper Ridley-Rush Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: Jude Joel MacAfee Law Enforcement	I mean, if you don't mind being sick on... :O Slightly confused as to why she was heading towards the duelling arena, Ingrid’s little legs continued to head towards the room, her mind only really processing the fact that there were indeed auditions for the drama club’s latest production and that she was going to ~~try~~ be apart of it. Or at least try anyway and most likely make a fool of herself but that was fine too. Despite feeling a deep inner sense of dread at the watching gaze of the headmaster as she entered the room, Ingrid’s briefly moved towards the other children in the room, her face looking slightly pale and sickly. Was she ill? Coming down with a fever? Who knew? Not her anyway. “Hello Headmaster. Professor Peralta. Professor Flamsteed. Professor Varma. Professor Schmoe”, her only form of greeting as she made her way past them. Holy moly, had she greeted them all? Why were there so many of them even there to watch? Like, come on? Three would have been enough but there were enough teachers here to start some kind of new actors union or something. “Hey everyone. H-“ How were they feeling? It didn’t matter. Why? Because Ingrid Luck was going to be sick! Heaving slightly, the third year Ravenclaw covered her mouth for the moment and, seemingly with self-restraint from somewhere unknown, she shivered and blinked several times before finishing her previous sentence. “How is everyone feeling? Any nerves?”, the smile across her face a little bit forced as she eyed some of the other students curiously. She herself had no script but still kind of wanted to try out for a reading part. Maybe, if her food stayed down…