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Tazenhani · 03-13-2011, 07:34 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Amazing and admirable?

Sierra shifted uncomfortably for a brief moment. A thought flickered through her mind, and it made her sort of twitchy. Was she really in this just to help the Muggles? Was any part of this--at all--just to help the Muggles? As Sabel talked, Sierra second guessed herself. After all, for her, this project had been born from the determination to create something others had called unable to be created. Her goal was to create a potion.

...but was she really that heartless? Was she really only creating something for her own ambition rather than to help someone else? Her brows furrowed as her upbringing started clashing with what Sabel was saying to her. He was tossing out words that she knew may or may not even apply to her. Amazing and admirable had only been the first two--now he was going on about what was supposedly in her heart. "Sabel, I--," she started to say.

"Sabel, I have to go," she finished. "Can we finish this some other time?" Her look to him may or may not have been apologetic. With all the confusion she was suddenly feeling, it was really hard for her to tell. "Thank you, and...you've given me lots to think about. I'll owl you." She nodded once to him and then turned and headed off down the corridor.

He had to blink in confusion at the sudden end to the conversation. Was it something he had said? An implication he had made? Or had he been rambling again?

There wasn't any time to check and make sure she was alright, given she had already started down the corridor. With a deep furrow to his brow, he watched her go. She hadn't sounded alright and he was rather worried about the whole matter. Perhaps he should have kept the talk to something a bit less controversial. He just didn't know.

When she was out of sight around the corner, he gave the stone of the floor a light kick with the bottom of his shoe, listening to the squeak it echoed down the hall. He supposed he would just have to wait and see. Hopefully she was okay. Maybe he could catch her in a class and make sure. Otherwise, he was definitely going to have to wait for her owl. Something he wasn't particularly good at doing. With a heavy sigh, he tucked his hands deep in his pockets and rose from the sill, starting down the hall in the opposite direction. Now was the time to think himself.

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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 Anna Banana Amazing and admirable? Sierra shifted uncomfortably for a brief moment. A thought flickered through her mind, and it made her sort of twitchy. Was she really in this just to help the Muggles? Was any part of this--at all--just to help the Muggles? As Sabel talked, Sierra second guessed herself. After all, for her, this project had been born from the determination to create something others had called unable to be created. Her goal was to create a potion. ...but was she really that heartless? Was she really only creating something for her own ambition rather than to help someone else? Her brows furrowed as her upbringing started clashing with what Sabel was saying to her. He was tossing out words that she knew may or may not even apply to her. Amazing and admirable had only been the first two--now he was going on about what was supposedly in her heart. "Sabel, I--," she started to say. "Sabel, I have to go," she finished. "Can we finish this some other time?" Her look to him may or may not have been apologetic. With all the confusion she was suddenly feeling, it was really hard for her to tell. "Thank you, and...you've given me lots to think about. I'll owl you." She nodded once to him and then turned and headed off down the corridor. He had to blink in confusion at the sudden end to the conversation. Was it something he had said? An implication he had made? Or had he been rambling again? There wasn't any time to check and make sure she was alright, given she had already started down the corridor. With a deep furrow to his brow, he watched her go. She hadn't sounded alright and he was rather worried about the whole matter. Perhaps he should have kept the talk to something a bit less controversial. He just didn't know. When she was out of sight around the corner, he gave the stone of the floor a light kick with the bottom of his shoe, listening to the squeak it echoed down the hall. He supposed he would just have to wait and see. Hopefully she was okay. Maybe he could catch her in a class and make sure. Otherwise, he was definitely going to have to wait for her owl. Something he wasn't particularly good at doing. With a heavy sigh, he tucked his hands deep in his pockets and rose from the sill, starting down the hall in the opposite direction. Now was the time to think himself. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.