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RachieRu · 03-25-2008, 12:38 PM

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Originally Posted by All That Jazz

ooc: A bit late, aren't I? Sorry!

Emmett Cullen dawdled about the hallways restlessly, his olive drab messenger uncomfortably a part of him. A prop he didn't really have a need for. But that's what was in fashion. A school bag. He found the whole school regime laughable. Even back in Forks. Argus Filch was also a surprisingly 'painful' experience to deal with. It seemed as Emmett's size didn't grant him any favors when he was trying to set off a stink bomb of suspend a Slytherin from the ceiling, pledging allegiance to the various hues of knickers. Needless to say Rosalie was disapproving of the long-lost teen behavior Emmett just couldn't relinquish. Needless to say, the crowd of giggling girls who took a mysterious fancy to him weren't helping the relationship. Must he get a badge with Rosalie's face on it? It's not like he wouldn't.
So, he got his fix for today by stealing THE cat. Mrs. Norris was properly sedated with the force of a dead rat inside this trivial backpack. Crunching of bones clacked a rhythm to which Emmett hummed rather obnoxiously. Now, what to do with the insufferable moggy?

[COLOR="SeaGreen"]Alice having grown tired of watching the students forcing food into their mouths had wandered out of the great hall and now was dawdling around the castle, having nothing to do at all. As she walked past a group of students, she heard them talking at a fast pace about the the three new "amazingly beautiful" Guys in seventh year. Of course she knew who they were on about instantly. The girls watched her as she walked past before starting their conversation again. Alice rolled her eyes as she continued walking down the corridor, finding her 'brother' walking furthur down the corridor.
"Emmett," She called out trying to get his attention.

03-25-2008, 12:38 PM	#134 (permalink)
RachieRu Thestral Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: The Wall Posts: 80,717 Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year x6 x4	Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule \| rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean Quote: Originally Posted by All That Jazz ooc: A bit late, aren't I? Sorry! Emmett Cullen dawdled about the hallways restlessly, his olive drab messenger uncomfortably a part of him. A prop he didn't really have a need for. But that's what was in fashion. A school bag. He found the whole school regime laughable. Even back in Forks. Argus Filch was also a surprisingly 'painful' experience to deal with. It seemed as Emmett's size didn't grant him any favors when he was trying to set off a stink bomb of suspend a Slytherin from the ceiling, pledging allegiance to the various hues of knickers. Needless to say Rosalie was disapproving of the long-lost teen behavior Emmett just couldn't relinquish. Needless to say, the crowd of giggling girls who took a mysterious fancy to him weren't helping the relationship. Must he get a badge with Rosalie's face on it? It's not like he wouldn't. So, he got his fix for today by stealing THE cat. Mrs. Norris was properly sedated with the force of a dead rat inside this trivial backpack. Crunching of bones clacked a rhythm to which Emmett hummed rather obnoxiously. Now, what to do with the insufferable moggy? [COLOR="SeaGreen"]Alice having grown tired of watching the students forcing food into their mouths had wandered out of the great hall and now was dawdling around the castle, having nothing to do at all. As she walked past a group of students, she heard them talking at a fast pace about the the three new "amazingly beautiful" Guys in seventh year. Of course she knew who they were on about instantly. The girls watched her as she walked past before starting their conversation again. Alice rolled her eyes as she continued walking down the corridor, finding her 'brother' walking furthur down the corridor. "Emmett," She called out trying to get his attention. __________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain Last edited by RachieRu; 03-25-2008 at 06:12 PM.