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sweetpinkpixie · 01-29-2025, 05:29 AM

Nyle trudged back to the common room, his clothes streaked with dirt from his foraging around the grounds and a trail of earth left in his wake. His pouch was full of various plants and samples, and there was a lightness in his step despite the grime on his hands and cheeks. He could feel the pull of the warmth from the common room’s hearth and maybe a quick break in front of it was in order before he sorted through his findings of the day. As he stepped through the door, the smells and warmth of the common room enveloping him like a warm blanket, only to stumble down the steps while he was busy blinking at the sight before him. Felicity, one of the a morning dew on a wildflower older students who had shown him grace at the start of term feast and whenever he passed them in the corridors, was sprawled out on one of the couches, utterly absorbed in a book.

Less so the topic of which she found herself so engrossed in - he had to squint a fair bit from where he stood to make out the merpeople on the cover - but rather seemingly endless battle she seemed to be having with the book itself was what properly caught his attention. "Uh, do you need... help?" he asked, a bit hesitant as he didn’t want to interrupt too much, but he couldn’t ignore all the plasters on her fingers nor the mild annoyance her features wore. "I can... help with paper cuts... if you want?" He held out a few of his plants - most of which were presently in an unrecognizable bouquet and squished. "I found some stuff on the grounds... could help with healing, I think. Alleviate some of the sting... at least."

01-29-2025, 05:29 AM	#3 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 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	rude! astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Nyle trudged back to the common room, his clothes streaked with dirt from his foraging around the grounds and a trail of earth left in his wake. His pouch was full of various plants and samples, and there was a lightness in his step despite the grime on his hands and cheeks. He could feel the pull of the warmth from the common room’s hearth and maybe a quick break in front of it was in order before he sorted through his findings of the day. As he stepped through the door, the smells and warmth of the common room enveloping him like a warm blanket, only to stumble down the steps while he was busy blinking at the sight before him. Felicity, one of the a morning dew on a wildflower older students who had shown him grace at the start of term feast and whenever he passed them in the corridors, was sprawled out on one of the couches, utterly absorbed in a book. Less so the topic of which she found herself so engrossed in - he had to squint a fair bit from where he stood to make out the merpeople on the cover - but rather seemingly endless battle she seemed to be having with the book itself was what properly caught his attention. "Uh, do you need... help?" he asked, a bit hesitant as he didn’t want to interrupt too much, but he couldn’t ignore all the plasters on her fingers nor the mild annoyance her features wore. "I can... help with paper cuts... if you want?" He held out a few of his plants - most of which were presently in an unrecognizable bouquet and squished. "I found some stuff on the grounds... could help with healing, I think. Alleviate some of the sting... at least." __________________ 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