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DH Vixen · 02-17-2011, 05:00 PM

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Originally Posted by Destiny

It was kinda scary that Destiny and a Professor, someone who was OLD, could have something in common. Sure, it was only something as little as not wanting to wear wigs, but still..

Professor Welton was OLD.

That would be like having something in common with Grandmum Tole and Merlin. That woman was battier than a bat and to have something in common with her would mean Destiny was just as batty! Smiling despite her sudden uncomfortableness, she kept her eyes on that cauldron cake. If she could will it closer with her eyes, the thing would have been zooming towards her at top speed.

Only when the ~~old lady~~ Professor spoke again did she tear her eyes from the cake. Should Welton be concerned? Destiny had no idea. She had no idea what she herself should be concerned about, so how was she supposed to know what a Professor should be concerned about? It was all just so confusing and making her head hurt. "I guess so." she said, giving a little shrug. It was an answer that always got her parents to stop talking, maybe it would work here in school.

And yet another question!

Merlin, how many did this Professor have? Destiny felt like she was taking one of those oral exams and with the answers she gave, she was so failing. "What am I going to use the voodoo doll for? Performing voodoo, of course."

I can haz chocolate, now?

Even though Destiny always seemed to keep her on her toes, Sylvie was becoming a bit more concerned by the moment. She did remember what is was like to be Destiny's age. She was only 30 after all and that was only some 14-15 years ago.

Attempting to hide her concern more, she drummed her fingers against her desk and tilted her head in thought slightly.

"I'm just asking because being connected to said doll could possible lead to some trouble for me. Unpleasant things could happen to me and I'm not one to like that. Well, at least I don't enjoy unpleasant things to happen to me, others I'm more tolerant to, but myself not so much." Self-preservation and all. Perhaps she would be concerned about others more than she let on, but at the moment it was her hair after all.

Laughing a bit at her answer, she shook her hair. "Of course, voodoo. How could I be so silly."

Why the She-Snake was at all interesting in voodoo, Sylvie was not even going to ask. She would just let it slide for now.

"Okay, I will allow this. Why, I'm not at all sure. I do trust you, Destiny. My hair is yours to do as you please with your voodoo doll." Again, she wasn't sure why she trusted her so, but she did.

Pushing the cake more in front of the girl, Sylvie smiled.

"The cake is yours in good health and hope that nothing ill-fated or unpleasant shall happen to me."

02-17-2011, 05:00 PM	#35 (permalink)
DH Vixen Moke Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Amongst Magic Posts: 8,616 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara Gwendolyn Monroe Sixth Year x11	Atypical Ravenclaw Bookworm // Hair Flipper Pro / / the edgy starbuckian // Hot Messie Quote: Originally Posted by Destiny It was kinda scary that Destiny and a Professor, someone who was OLD, could have something in common. Sure, it was only something as little as not wanting to wear wigs, but still.. Professor Welton was OLD. That would be like having something in common with Grandmum Tole and Merlin. That woman was battier than a bat and to have something in common with her would mean Destiny was just as batty! Smiling despite her sudden uncomfortableness, she kept her eyes on that cauldron cake. If she could will it closer with her eyes, the thing would have been zooming towards her at top speed. Only when the ~~old lady~~ Professor spoke again did she tear her eyes from the cake. Should Welton be concerned? Destiny had no idea. She had no idea what she herself should be concerned about, so how was she supposed to know what a Professor should be concerned about? It was all just so confusing and making her head hurt. "I guess so." she said, giving a little shrug. It was an answer that always got her parents to stop talking, maybe it would work here in school. And yet another question! Merlin, how many did this Professor have? Destiny felt like she was taking one of those oral exams and with the answers she gave, she was so failing. "What am I going to use the voodoo doll for? Performing voodoo, of course." I can haz chocolate, now? Even though Destiny always seemed to keep her on her toes, Sylvie was becoming a bit more concerned by the moment. She did remember what is was like to be Destiny's age. She was only 30 after all and that was only some 14-15 years ago. Attempting to hide her concern more, she drummed her fingers against her desk and tilted her head in thought slightly. "I'm just asking because being connected to said doll could possible lead to some trouble for me. Unpleasant things could happen to me and I'm not one to like that. Well, at least I don't enjoy unpleasant things to happen to me, others I'm more tolerant to, but myself not so much." Self-preservation and all. Perhaps she would be concerned about others more than she let on, but at the moment it was her hair after all. Laughing a bit at her answer, she shook her hair. "Of course, voodoo. How could I be so silly." Why the She-Snake was at all interesting in voodoo, Sylvie was not even going to ask. She would just let it slide for now. "Okay, I will allow this. Why, I'm not at all sure. I do trust you, Destiny. My hair is yours to do as you please with your voodoo doll." Again, she wasn't sure why she trusted her so, but she did. Pushing the cake more in front of the girl, Sylvie smiled. "The cake is yours in good health and hope that nothing ill-fated or unpleasant shall happen to me." __________________ ♓ Zara ♊ Bale♓ Cora ♑ Sylvie♋Seb♐Lana