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Tazenhani · 01-02-2011, 05:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

While Sabel talked and talked and talked some more, Greer began to use both of her index fingers. Pointing them to her own face, and growing a little crossed eye in the process, the twelve year old pressed their tips to her sun-kissed cheeks. She was, naturally, trying to see if she could give herself some dimples, like those of the boy next to her.

Deftly, she took a spoon, smiled and checked her reflection with the back of it. The smile dropped when she realized it hadn't worked. Well, marvelous! Those were minutes she'd never get back! Thinking that perhaps her wand was in need for full effect, the young Gryffindor put the spoon down, and took out her wand instead.

She pointed it her own face. "Did you know that," Greer said, not looking at the boy, "You talked an awful lot? Seventeen year old boys are usually grouchy, unfriendly and think very highly of themselves. They also smell." Speaking of which, she could not have her body guard carry some sort of icky odor. Lowering her wand momentarily, Greer invaded the boy's personal space honor, to catch a whiff of something. Nothing. "And you don't smell."

Fascinating. Perhaps this one was not human, after all. She'd have to discuss it with Lulu and Janie later, in private. Veela, perhaps? She'd seen dimples like his on veela, and he certainly the bone structure of one, too. Greer, not done invading someone's personal space, moved on to invade his personal affairs and privacy. Like his heritage. "Are you part veela?"

And then she used her wand again, pointing it at her cheek.

That was it, he'd gone and snatched the loopy one. Or she had snatched him. He wasn't entirely sure. Drawing back a little he continued to frown at the girl, especially as she went on about certain things that some may find offense to and proceeded to point her wand in her face. And then she got a little too close. He had tolerance, but this was enough.

"I'm very well aware of that. But, did you know, it is rude to ask someone a question and then not listen to them? If you don't want to hear it, don't ask." His eyes flicked to her wand with a disapproving frown. "And those can poke eyes out. I would be careful." Obviously no immediate danger, especially when she mentioned the rather absurd comment about him being part veela, which he wasn't sure if he should take as a compliment or not. So he settled for the middle ground of truth. "I'm muggleborn."

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Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed While Sabel talked and talked and talked some more, Greer began to use both of her index fingers. Pointing them to her own face, and growing a little crossed eye in the process, the twelve year old pressed their tips to her sun-kissed cheeks. She was, naturally, trying to see if she could give herself some dimples, like those of the boy next to her. Deftly, she took a spoon, smiled and checked her reflection with the back of it. The smile dropped when she realized it hadn't worked. Well, marvelous! Those were minutes she'd never get back! Thinking that perhaps her wand was in need for full effect, the young Gryffindor put the spoon down, and took out her wand instead. She pointed it her own face. "Did you know that," Greer said, not looking at the boy, "You talked an awful lot? Seventeen year old boys are usually grouchy, unfriendly and think very highly of themselves. They also smell." Speaking of which, she could not have her body guard carry some sort of icky odor. Lowering her wand momentarily, Greer invaded the boy's personal space honor, to catch a whiff of something. Nothing. "And you don't smell." Fascinating. Perhaps this one was not human, after all. She'd have to discuss it with Lulu and Janie later, in private. Veela, perhaps? She'd seen dimples like his on veela, and he certainly the bone structure of one, too. Greer, not done invading someone's personal space, moved on to invade his personal affairs and privacy. Like his heritage. "Are you part veela?" And then she used her wand again, pointing it at her cheek. That was it, he'd gone and snatched the loopy one. Or she had snatched him. He wasn't entirely sure. Drawing back a little he continued to frown at the girl, especially as she went on about certain things that some may find offense to and proceeded to point her wand in her face. And then she got a little too close. He had tolerance, but this was enough. *"I'm very well aware of that. But, did you* know, it is rude to ask someone a question and then not listen to them? If you don't want to hear it, don't ask." His eyes flicked to her wand with a disapproving frown. "And those can poke eyes out. I would be careful." Obviously no immediate danger, especially when she mentioned the rather absurd comment about him being part veela, which he wasn't sure if he should take as a compliment or not. So he settled for the middle ground of truth. "I'm muggleborn."** __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.