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Harron Peasley · 01-02-2011, 09:37 PM

SPOILER!!: Dallin eheh

Quote:

Originally Posted by Syd (:

Dallin nodded, half-smiling at her introduction. There sure were a lot of people with unique names here. It was cool though; cool names were awesome. "Nice to meet ya," he said, turning slightly toward her as she asked another question.

"Fourth year," he answered, putting his other elbow on the table. "I'm a transfer, though, so it's my first year here." He looked at her for a second, trying to guess what year she was in, but gave up. He really couldn't tell. "You?"

He laughed at her response, wondering if she thought it'd be fun if she had four sisters. Maybe girls were different, and they'd like that. "I guess that depends on what your definition of 'fun' is." He told her, his voice serious. He could remember being a little boy, and having to play with dolls and play dress up to even be included in their play time. No. Not fun at all. It was times like those when he wished he had a brother.

~~Or a dad that cared about spending time with him.~~

He looked back over at the Slytherin table. He could see other colors blended in with the green, and smiles and stuff, so the students in that house must be nice, too. "I need to meet some Slytherins," he said outloud and with a determined nod.

"Well, it's not boring," He told her, shrugging one shoulder. His life was boring; he liked hearing about other peoples' lives. Even if that made him sound weird. o_O

Dal nodded; he understood what that was like. The whole wanting to do things the muggle-way thing. "That's how both of my parents are. When my sisters turned seventeen and could start using magic... they weren't very happy." He frowned. His parents were those kind of people who didn't like what they didn't understand. Although usually they were pretty cool about having children with magical abilities, as long as those abilities weren't used very much at home.

Dal caught a movement out of the corner of his eye, and looked toward it. He said Satine wink at him. It took him a little while to get the reason, but when he figured it out, he blushed. Hey, he couldn't help it if girl's were drawn to him. (

) He waved back at her and smiled before she looked away.

Hearing a familiar voice a little along the table, Aimée looked up from Harley and spotted Dallin. She smiled, but noticed that he was surrounded by quite a few people, and so was unsure whether to speak to him or not. Deciding that her confidence wasn't that up yet, she settled for a small wave in his direction, hoping that he would catch it, and then returned to Harley. She's talk to him later, maybe.

01-02-2011, 09:37 PM	#301 (permalink)
Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,596 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Fifth Year x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. SPOILER!!: Dallin eheh Quote: Originally Posted by Syd (: Dallin nodded, half-smiling at her introduction. There sure were a lot of people with unique names here. It was cool though; cool names were awesome. "Nice to meet ya," he said, turning slightly toward her as she asked another question. "Fourth year," he answered, putting his other elbow on the table. "I'm a transfer, though, so it's my first year here." He looked at her for a second, trying to guess what year she was in, but gave up. He really couldn't tell. "You?" He laughed at her response, wondering if she thought it'd be fun if she had four sisters. Maybe girls were different, and they'd like that. "I guess that depends on what your definition of 'fun' is." He told her, his voice serious. He could remember being a little boy, and having to play with dolls and play dress up to even be included in their play time. No. Not fun at all. It was times like those when he wished he had a brother. ~~Or a dad that cared about spending time with him.~~ He looked back over at the Slytherin table. He could see other colors blended in with the green, and smiles and stuff, so the students in that house must be nice, too. "I need to meet some Slytherins," he said outloud and with a determined nod. *"Well, it's not boring,"* He told her, shrugging one shoulder. His life was boring; he liked hearing about other peoples' lives. Even if that made him sound weird. o_O Dal nodded; he understood what that was like. The whole wanting to do things the muggle-way thing. "That's how both of my parents are. When my sisters turned seventeen and could start using magic... they weren't very happy." He frowned. His parents were those kind of people who didn't like what they didn't understand. Although usually they were pretty cool about having children with magical abilities, as long as those abilities weren't used very much at home. Dal caught a movement out of the corner of his eye, and looked toward it. He said Satine wink at him. It took him a little while to get the reason, but when he figured it out, he blushed. Hey, he couldn't help it if girl's were drawn to him. () He waved back at her and smiled before she looked away. Hearing a familiar voice a little along the table, Aimée looked up from Harley and spotted Dallin. She smiled, but noticed that he was surrounded by quite a few people, and so was unsure whether to speak to him or not. Deciding that her confidence wasn't that up yet, she settled for a small wave in his direction, hoping that he would catch it, and then returned to Harley. She's talk to him later, maybe. __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽