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sweetpinkpixie · 02-04-2023, 05:08 PM

Mitsuki almost did not make it to class today. The dredges in her morning tea had been particularly ominous and she still was not quite sure how she manages to avoid calamity. Perhaps it was only postponed...but in any event she had added some additional salt to her pockets and now she was arriving in class with a bit more hurriedness to her steps.

Offering the professor a quick but polite bow at the waist, the Ravenclaw made her way towards her usual seat near Mercer, offered him a tiny hint of a smile for a greeting, and, for once, began following the instructions presented without too much thought. However, as Mitsukis tended to do, she became distracted the moment her quill dipped into the inkwell. The answer was clear as day, just like the weather had been on the day her and Mercer had wandered down to the lake by Himitsumahou and had their encounter with the kappa. But rather than begin to sketch the kappa almost drowning them, Mitsuki recalled explaining kappamaki to the professor towards the beginning of the term and thus she drew a couple of those. But, as always, her quill did not stop there and soon she was (internally) giggling at the irony of a kappa holding an umbrella in the rain and then added a cucumber beside that. But then the cucumber reminded her of shoryoma she sometimes laid out around the Hogwarts grounds (like she had been doing when she had first met Luca but that was all in the past now) and thus she added the stick legs and one of her signature ghosts riding it.

Technically, her piece of parchment was in the middle of her desk and she had written her answer upon it. It certainly was not folded in half, however, because the raven haired Ravenclaw continued to further her ink embellishments as her peers kept filtering into the classroom and finding their own seats.

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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: 41,433 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth 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 Mitsuki almost did not make it to class today. The dredges in her morning tea had been particularly ominous and she still was not quite sure how she manages to avoid calamity. Perhaps it was only postponed...but in any event she had added some additional salt to her pockets and now she was arriving in class with a bit more hurriedness to her steps. Offering the professor a quick but polite bow at the waist, the Ravenclaw made her way towards her usual seat near Mercer, offered him a tiny hint of a smile for a greeting, and, for once, began following the instructions presented without too much thought. However, as Mitsukis tended to do, she became distracted the moment her quill dipped into the inkwell. The answer was clear as day, just like the weather had been on the day her and Mercer had wandered down to the lake by Himitsumahou and had their encounter with the kappa. But rather than begin to sketch the kappa almost drowning them, Mitsuki recalled explaining kappamaki to the professor towards the beginning of the term and thus she drew a couple of those. But, as always, her quill did not stop there and soon she was (internally) giggling at the irony of a kappa holding an umbrella in the rain and then added a cucumber beside that. But then the cucumber reminded her of shoryoma she sometimes laid out around the Hogwarts grounds (like she had been doing when she had first met Luca but that was all in the past now) and thus she added the stick legs and one of her signature ghosts riding it. Technically, her piece of parchment was in the middle of her desk and she had written her answer upon it. It certainly was not folded in half, however, because the raven haired Ravenclaw continued to further her ink embellishments as her peers kept filtering into the classroom and finding their own seats. __________________ 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