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*Samia* · 01-14-2026, 02:07 PM

Marina was absolutely prepared for this. She had her handy notebook. She had gloves. She had a satchel to keep things in. And she had BRAND NEW BOOTS, to hear every creak and crunch as she took on this rather interesting adventure — but as prepared as she was - still three steps in, her boots went deeeep into some harmless looking mud.

Yuck.

The second year stopped short, frowned before tugging her boot free. Nothing. Tugged again, sharper. Still nothing. And then it was as if there had been no mud at all. Marina straightened before muttering, “Suspicious,” and then immediately scribbled a note in the margin of her journal - HMMM. CURIOUS. Did the ForbiddEn Forest host some lovable ghosts?

And was Professor Cox aware???

Still, she moved on, carefully this time, eyes scanning the ground for anything that looked remotely harvestable. A cluster of pale mushrooms caught her attention near the base of an old oak, Marina crouched slowly, circling them without touching. “You weren’t here,” she informed the mushrooms. “I would have noticed. I notice things.”

The mushrooms, rudely, continued to exist.

01-14-2026, 02:07 PM	#9 (permalink)
Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,176 Hogwarts RPG Name: Prof. Elara Voss Hufflepuff Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Lorna Wren Hufflepuff Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Landon Alfie Renaldi Accidents & Catastrophes x5	#5 sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Marina was absolutely prepared for this. She had her handy notebook. She had gloves. She had a satchel to keep things in. And she had BRAND NEW BOOTS, to hear every creak and crunch as she took on this rather interesting adventure — but as prepared as she was - still three steps in, her boots went deeeep into some harmless looking mud. Yuck. The second year stopped short, frowned before tugging her boot free. Nothing. Tugged again, sharper. Still nothing. And then it was as if there had been no mud at all. Marina straightened before muttering, “Suspicious,” and then immediately scribbled a note in the margin of her journal - HMMM. CURIOUS. Did the ForbiddEn Forest host some lovable ghosts? And was Professor Cox aware??? Still, she moved on, carefully this time, eyes scanning the ground for anything that looked remotely harvestable. A cluster of pale mushrooms caught her attention near the base of an old oak, Marina crouched slowly, circling them without touching. “You weren’t here,” she informed the mushrooms. “I would have noticed. I notice things.” The mushrooms, rudely, continued to exist. __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥