01-09-2011, 09:25 PM
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SS Featured AuthorTürk Bilgini Bugbear
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Originally Posted by Colley ♥ Out of habit, Lily had started making her way towards the Charms Professor's office, and had barely made it half way there when she realized what she was doing.
Lexi wasn't in there anymore, so she really had no reason to waltz in whenever she pleased, now, did she?
Somehow she found herself here, amongst... armor. Well, this was a convenient hiding spot. Not that she was hiding... necessarily, but if she was, this would be a good place for it. Quote:
Originally Posted by Lislchen He needed a place to think...to figure things out. A place without people. So that requirement eliminated his office which was particularly crowded lately. With girls mainly. Or boys who wanted advice on their love problems. Yes, because he was such an expert. NOT.
On his way for a good place, he had briefly considered going into the woods but then again that was too close to Maya's hut and therefore too risky for him running into one of her animals. Who knew, maybe they let them roam the grounds freely so they could...graze...hunt...whatever they did.
Which was why he had decided on the Armor Gallery. There hardly ever was anybody in here...apart from today apparently. Bleh. Jeremy had just been about to turn right around when he realized that it wasn't in fact some random student...no, it was Lily, the Healer. "Hey there." He greeted her with a small grin, moving further into the gallery. Jared had a cat in his arms. Yes, a cat. Blue-eyed and fat enough to give Borr a run for his money though, of course, Jared did not know that. He had stepped out of his office, stepped into the third floor corridor and, as he passed the armour gallery, realized that it looked surprisingly unempty.
He glanced in.
If any person could look graceful despite holding on to a cat that most likely ate more than all three people in this room in a single day, Jared could. He shifted a gloved hand, and the cat, unfortunately, chose this moment to settle more comfortably into his arms. "Do you know this cat?" He almost sounded like a policeman asking 'Do you know this man?' |
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