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sweetpinkpixie · 01-21-2025, 06:50 AM

Calliope snatched cinnamon bean from Alaric, her fingers practically crashing against his in her haste as her eyes now began to water from the absolutely horrific flavor assaulting her taste buds. Through the pain, she nearly missed the small flicker of something in his gaze and the little jolt of something other than knuckles hitting knuckles, but she decided not to dwell on it for now. Instead, she popped the bean into her mouth, immediately feeling the warm, sweet relief from the earlier disaster and wilted into her seat. She really could kick her shoes off and lay her legs over his lap for extra comfort - she was just that relieved.

"You're so corny," she teased, smiling at him with her eyes closed as the flavor of cinnamon blossomed in her mouth - her cheeks not the pleasant color of a ripe peach. "But you did come through with the cinnamon so I’ll give you that, my knight in shining armour." Ugh, she sort of sounded like mamma when she was getting all fluttery eyed at dad and they were being weird with one another - which was practically every second of every day. She sat up just a bit, the playful edge never quite leaving her voice. "That sounds more like my personal scribe than a knight." But hey, if she needed someone to write her biography then she knew who to turn to.

Her expression softened for a moment as she thought about his words regarding quidditch tryouts. She felt a flutter in her chest, but quickly shook it off, not wanting to seem too soft - she had that whole Dark witch aesthetic to keep up with now too. "Tryouts are on Monday and you better show up to cheer me on," she insisted. "But I will have you know I have never once flown into a goalpost and I have no intention of doing so at tryouts either. Just make sure you don't get dizzy trying to keep up with me once I'm in the air. Celebratory butterbeers or whatever the Hogsmeade weekend after I make the team, I'll even treat you."

Calliope sat up more and even leaned in towards Alaric, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she considered the prank - no, the mission - she was about to embark on with her two best friends. It was absolutely ridiculous, and that’s exactly why it was going to be perfect. Did Alaric and Maddox even know they were her best friends - up in the air, like the brooms they would be riding on in the common room soon. Once Maddox was also clued into things. For someone who was frustrated by the assumptions people made about her, the brunette was sure making a whole lot about this - c'est la vie.

"We obviously have to make it to five now," she nodded firmly, holding out her hand towards Alaric for a handshake - it was the only official way of sealing a deal, after all. "No half measures."

And he was still definitely wrong about cinnamon being awful.

01-21-2025, 06:50 AM	#13 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,523 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	rearranging the flow of conversation sliiiiiiightly for my sanity XD astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Calliope snatched cinnamon bean from Alaric, her fingers practically crashing against his in her haste as her eyes now began to water from the absolutely horrific flavor assaulting her taste buds. Through the pain, she nearly missed the small flicker of something in his gaze and the little jolt of something other than knuckles hitting knuckles, but she decided not to dwell on it for now. Instead, she popped the bean into her mouth, immediately feeling the warm, sweet relief from the earlier disaster and wilted into her seat. She really could kick her shoes off and lay her legs over his lap for extra comfort - she was just that relieved. "You're so corny," she teased, smiling at him with her eyes closed as the flavor of cinnamon blossomed in her mouth - her cheeks not the pleasant color of a ripe peach. "But you did come through with the cinnamon so I’ll give you that, my knight in shining armour." Ugh, she sort of sounded like mamma when she was getting all fluttery eyed at dad and they were being weird with one another - which was practically every second of every day. She sat up just a bit, the playful edge never quite leaving her voice. "That sounds more like my personal scribe than a knight." But hey, if she needed someone to write her biography then she knew who to turn to. Her expression softened for a moment as she thought about his words regarding quidditch tryouts. She felt a flutter in her chest, but quickly shook it off, not wanting to seem too soft - she had that whole Dark witch aesthetic to keep up with now too. "*Tryouts are on Monday and you better* show up to cheer me on,*" she insisted. "But I will have you know I have never once flown into a goalpost and I have no intention of doing so at tryouts either. Just make sure you don't get dizzy trying to keep up with me once I'm in the air. Celebratory butterbeers or whatever the Hogsmeade weekend after I make the team, I'll even treat you." Calliope sat up more and even leaned in towards Alaric, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she considered the prank - no, the mission* - she was about to embark on with her two best friends. It was absolutely ridiculous, and that’s exactly why it was going to be perfect. Did Alaric and Maddox even know they were her best friends - up in the air, like the brooms they would be riding on in the common room soon. Once Maddox was also clued into things. For someone who was frustrated by the assumptions people made about her, the brunette was sure making a whole lot about this - c'est la vie. "*We obviously have* to make it to five now," she nodded firmly, holding out her hand towards Alaric for a handshake - it was the only official way of sealing a deal, after all. "No half measures.**" And he was still definitely wrong about cinnamon being awful. __________________ 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