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Vinegar Tom · 01-05-2010, 05:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Ashwinder

Kellen watched the earplugs land in his lap. Wow. Just... just wow. Considering Chaucer could reach out and pat Kellen's cheek they were so close, that had to be the worst throw in the history of the Wizarding World.
But it was Chaucer, so commenting on it (or how skin sensitivity had nothing to do with being able to throw) would do nothing. Instead he sighed, "Do we have to do the Rococo thing again?"

Kellen stared at her. He glanced at Chaucer, hoping to see a reaction, but didn't wait for it before looking back at her. Finally he gave Chaucer's ribs an extra rub with his knee and grinned at her, "Not to worry, I'm frequently attacked by earplugs and I'm still alive to tell the tale."

"No, I don't suppose we-OW!" Chaucer gave Kellen's knee a proper shove this time and forced it away from his chest. "Blast you to bits, you browbeater. I don't know why you insist on beating me into a beta-position, but honestly I'm... you know what? I am above this. Truly." Chaucer returned to his bag once more and pulled out a book labelled "Book of the Courtier" by Castiglione and, pulling free a pressed-flower bookmark, began to read.

He secretly regretted not bringing his GameBoy.

01-05-2010, 05:48 AM	#99 (permalink)
Vinegar Tom Gnome Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: 121 Stalkme Crescent Posts: 265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Chaucer Ipswich Sixth Year	Your Favourite Beta Male.} \|Saucy Chaucy Quote: Originally Posted by Ashwinder Kellen watched the earplugs land in his lap. Wow. Just... just wow. Considering Chaucer could reach out and pat Kellen's cheek they were so close, that had to be the worst throw in the history of the Wizarding World. But it was Chaucer, so commenting on it (or how skin sensitivity had nothing to do with being able to throw) would do nothing. Instead he sighed, *"Do we have* to do the Rococo thing again?" Kellen stared at her. He glanced at Chaucer, hoping to see a reaction, but didn't wait for it before looking back at her. Finally he gave Chaucer's ribs an extra rub with his knee and grinned at her, "Not to worry, I'm frequently attacked by earplugs and I'm still alive to tell the tale." "No, I don't suppose we-OW!" Chaucer gave Kellen's knee a proper shove this time and forced it away from his chest. "Blast you to bits, you browbeater. I don't know why you insist on beating me into a beta-position, but honestly I'm... you know what? I am above this. Truly."** Chaucer returned to his bag once more and pulled out a book labelled "Book of the Courtier" by Castiglione and, pulling free a pressed-flower bookmark, began to read. He secretly regretted not bringing his GameBoy.