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Slippery_Lil_Lynx · 01-05-2010, 10:24 PM

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Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom

Chaucer felt the back of his head and, upon finding the offending foam stuck firmly in a curly lock of hair, he dashed behind the wall. He called "Hah! real Ladies don't partake in battles of honor!" before looking around the corner and tossing a few more plugs in Kate's direction.

Chaucer had a fondness for first person shooters that rivalled his obsession with fashion but read, to his great displeasure, that most video games (aside from being an almost strictly muggle past time) were considered low-brow. Years of closet-gaming were beginning to poke through...

Kate could see assault coming on, and ducked in time to miss a few, and those that missed her sailed over her and hit Damien. "Ha! Sneaky sneaky, Kate laughed, winking at the boys. "Well maybe there's a little bit of devil mixed in with the lady," she commented with a bit of taunting in her voice, in response to Chaucer's jab about battles of honour.

She heard wheels then, and glanced down the corridor. The food trolley! I'm starving, She groaned inwardly. Deciding that a getaway was in order, she slithered past the guys and made a break for that trolley...

01-05-2010, 10:24 PM	#261 (permalink)
Slippery_Lil_Lynx Fire Slug Join Date: Nov 2009 Posts: 159 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kate Aldaine Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom Chaucer felt the back of his head and, upon finding the offending foam stuck firmly in a curly lock of hair, he dashed behind the wall. He called *"Hah! real Ladies* don't partake in battles of honor!" before looking around the corner and tossing a few more plugs in Kate's direction. Chaucer had a fondness for first person shooters that rivalled his obsession with fashion but read, to his great displeasure, that most video games (aside from being an almost strictly muggle past time) were considered low-brow. Years of closet-gaming were beginning to poke through... Kate could see assault coming on, and ducked in time to miss a few, and those that missed her sailed over her and hit Damien. "Ha! Sneaky sneaky, Kate laughed, winking at the boys. "Well maybe there's a little bit of devil mixed in with the lady,"** she commented with a bit of taunting in her voice, in response to Chaucer's jab about battles of honour. She heard wheels then, and glanced down the corridor. The food trolley! I'm starving, She groaned inwardly. Deciding that a getaway was in order, she slithered past the guys and made a break for that trolley...