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Mrs_Molly_Weasley · 09-20-2009, 02:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Harmonizer

Samson eyed Sabrina as he sat beside her. He even leaned forward and rested his elbows on his lap as he surveyed her, with her spaced-out look and absent-minded stroking of Slushball. Huh. How weird. Looking from the fire to Sabrina and back, he became more intrigued.

"Saaab," he called in a sing-song voice, waving a hand in front of her face. After that petty attempt, he shrugged, settled back in the chair and placed his hands behind his head as he lounged and closed his eyes. Maybe she was too busy thinking of things. And he had his own set of things to think about.

Despite the fact that he had a lighter mood now as compared to a while ago at the feast, Samson had still not forgotten his problem with Issy. Of course not! He couldn't easily forget something as emotionally crushing as that. He let out another sigh. He had to make amends, make things okay with her. A preliminary plan was already set, but he still had to polish everything out. More than anything, he just wanted them to be okay.

Besides, Samson was tired of being emotional. Eck.

Deciding to be brave, and face her fear, Becca stood up, smoothed out her skirt, and walked over to a small group of conversing Ravens. Smiling timidly, she walked over and said, "Hi! I'm Becca Latrowski. Mind if I join you?" Her head was still there, her feet hadn't exloded, she hadn't spontaeously decombusted. It really wasn't that bad., She thought. I should do this more often! It's pretty nice, actually.

09-20-2009, 02:13 PM	#90 (permalink)
Mrs_Molly_Weasley Moke Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: NY Posts: 8,991 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rebecca AnnaMarie Latrowski Fifth Year	I like to emphasize~Mecca~ScoobieDoo~M O L L Y~Dori~MummyAlice~Beckers the ALIEN Quote: Originally Posted by Harmonizer Samson eyed Sabrina as he sat beside her. He even leaned forward and rested his elbows on his lap as he surveyed her, with her spaced-out look and absent-minded stroking of Slushball. Huh. How weird. Looking from the fire to Sabrina and back, he became more intrigued. "Saaab," he called in a sing-song voice, waving a hand in front of her face. After that petty attempt, he shrugged, settled back in the chair and placed his hands behind his head as he lounged and closed his eyes. Maybe she was too busy thinking of things. And he had his own set of things to think about. Despite the fact that he had a lighter mood now as compared to a while ago at the feast, Samson had still not forgotten his problem with Issy. Of course not! He couldn't easily forget something as emotionally crushing as that. He let out another sigh. He had to make amends, make things okay with her. A preliminary plan was already set, but he still had to polish everything out. More than anything, he just wanted them to be okay. Besides, Samson was tired of being emotional. Eck. Deciding to be brave, and face her fear, Becca stood up, smoothed out her skirt, and walked over to a small group of conversing Ravens. Smiling timidly, she walked over and said, "Hi! I'm Becca Latrowski. Mind if I join you?" Her head was still there, her feet hadn't exloded, she hadn't spontaeously decombusted. It really wasn't that bad., She thought. I should do this more often! It's pretty nice, actually. __________________ That's just how we roll.