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sweetpinkpixie · 12-16-2021, 03:22 PM

Jade's lips likewise curled into a delighted little smile, though mostly because she had a bit of an amused sort of chill running up and down her spine. The lovely thing about names was there could be multiple meanings applied to them and different origin stories. She felt confident that her reasons were different than how he interpreted the name to be fitting. "It's one of my favorite off white colors to paint walls," she offered as an explanation, feeling in a particularly good mood considering the circumstances and less frigid. "Never been a fan of the snowy white varieties, entirely too sterile and high contrast. More a color I like to use to tint colors that may be too unwelcoming." She paused a moment, purses her lips and pulls a bit of hair free that had blown into the corner of her mouth and caught on her rosy lip. "I'm an interior designer. And when I adopted Coconut...there was not a swatch nor space I did not incorporate the color somewhere."

Taking a moment to adjust her hold on Coconut, who had now decided to nuzzle their wet nose right into Jade's neck and folded themselves over Jade's shoulder, she easily committed the name to memory. Leander. "Perhaps the hero is more of a middle name anyway." Pleasantries aside, and before she could offer some of her wet wipes from her bag to take care of the cleanliness of his hand, Jade's mouth dropped open at a glacial pace while Leander instead took that same hand and combed it through his blonde hair. "...and most people don't resort to using dog slobber for hair gel," she teased not unsympathetically upon clearing her throat, now offering him some wet wipes in her outstretched hand.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,556 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 Jade's lips likewise curled into a delighted little smile, though mostly because she had a bit of an amused sort of chill running up and down her spine. The lovely thing about names was there could be multiple meanings applied to them and different origin stories. She felt confident that her reasons were different than how he interpreted the name to be fitting. "It's one of my favorite off white colors to paint walls," she offered as an explanation, feeling in a particularly good mood considering the circumstances and less frigid. "Never been a fan of the snowy white varieties, entirely too sterile and high contrast. More a color I like to use to tint colors that may be too unwelcoming." She paused a moment, purses her lips and pulls a bit of hair free that had blown into the corner of her mouth and caught on her rosy lip. "I'm an interior designer. And when I adopted Coconut...there was not a swatch nor space I did not incorporate the color somewhere." Taking a moment to adjust her hold on Coconut, who had now decided to nuzzle their wet nose right into Jade's neck and folded themselves over Jade's shoulder, she easily committed the name to memory. Leander. "Perhaps the hero is more of a middle name anyway." Pleasantries aside, and before she could offer some of her wet wipes from her bag to take care of the cleanliness of his hand, Jade's mouth dropped open at a glacial pace while Leander instead took that same hand and combed it through his blonde hair. "...and most people don't resort to using dog slobber for hair gel," she teased not unsympathetically upon clearing her throat, now offering him some wet wipes in her outstretched hand. __________________ 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