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Old 08-18-2022, 08:31 AM   #42 (permalink)
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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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Default why does the "Mr…. FLAM-steed!" have me absolutely ROLLING? XD
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Quite done? Somewhere deep inside the man was indeed quite done. The unfortunate matter was that he had very little to say on the matter but MUCH to say on another. Precisely 79 words. On a loop.

Another step back and Airey was bathed even more so beneath some of the fountain's cascading waters, pouring over his head and running into his mouth just as he was taking another breath to begin again...which caused the man to both choke on the very water his entire being and soul was yearning for ... and topple over backwards into the water with a SPLASH.

The mild choking on water did one more thing for Airey Flamsteed, it partly knocked him out of whatever it was that had taken over him. Unfortunately, not in any capacity to acknowledge nor respond with any sort of proficiency to any of those who had addressed him. Lack of oxygen yielding favorable results...who knew?

Flailing and flopping around, the man eventually put himself in a position where he was sitting up, knees bent and poking out of the water, with wide blue eyes gawking at the collected crowd and visibly 'himself'. How could one tell? He was positively horrified to be soaking wet.

"...my suit is wet..." he mumbled with the quivering lower lip of a child who had just lost their favorite scoop of ice cream to the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley.
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