12-19-2009, 07:41 PM
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| Diricawl
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Graduated | Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen SPOILER!!: quotes Quote:
Originally Posted by Ama "Are you sure?" she said over her shoulder in the direction of the interrupter. "There is something very feline about you." Sneaky Kettleburn. "And I don't think I'm fond of that idea. It's...defiling my body is what it is."
TRUTH.
"I wonder just who is going to show up," mumbled the blond, scrutinizing the crowds in the distance. "I didn't think there was going to be so much...Hogwarts folk." Oi. Quote:
Originally Posted by Daffy.Potter Blink. Did he just say...? Did he just suggest...? Awwwwkkkward. It wasn't that Livvy was afraid of him doing anything. No. Not at all. Copernicus was a complete gentleman and he always had Cela to keep him in line. Though... she just didn't think it'd be right. Of course if she had to choose, she preferred Copernicus sleeping in her tent rather than Daphne. Livvy was afraid they wouldn't get along well enough. They needed more time. "It's okay Copernicus. Don't be silly. We'll just see what Daphne decides on. I'm personally okay if you were to use one of my spare beds, I trust you completely, plus I'm not as comfortable around Daphne quite yet," she said, muttering the last few words quietly so only Copernicus could hear. The only connection they really had was that they both knew Garret. And that had been the only thing that had let them actually get a bit along at Melita's Healer Auditions. Though Livvy couldn't help but have felt that they had gotten off on the wrong start. It just seemed that Daphne didn't like her.
Sighing, Livvy then bent down to pick up the other end of the tent and helped unfold also. "I think you'd make a good kitty, Copernicus. The features are quite similar," she said, grinning humorously and looked over to Plymouth and Daphne who were still discussing the matter of paint on the Gryffindor girl's body.
No magic? Oh poo. How were they supposed to put Perni's brilliant plans to good use then? They couldn't, obviously. But it was a reasonable decision the Ministry made, Livvy supposed. "You should try it Daphne. It'll only be for one night. Of course we won't make you do it, but it's quite enjoyable." Plymouth slid Daphne's first shoe off and used his finger (and some spit when she was looking around to see who all was around) to clean off as much as the dirt/grass combo as he could. "It's fun, huh? Like.. like a school field trip! We're all here, but with no chaperone. hehe!"
He threw a look over his shoulder at Livvy and made a cutesy face at her. "Livvy wants you to be painted like her. That's nice of her, huh, Daphadil?" Plymouth gave Daphne one of those... looks... before leaning over and putting an itty bitty IMSOGLADYOUCAME kissy on her bare and burning shoulder. |
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