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Presley Black · 05-12-2011, 02:12 AM

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Originally Posted by BluePhyre

Oh. There he was. Eirian looked up, cradling Woody like a baby and sniffling at his lingering scent of dander. Jayce was behind her, and, as she tipped her head back, she realized he was shoe-less. Merlin... He wasn't that poor. Why hadn't he put shoes on...? Standing, the Slytherin smiled up at her Gryffindor counterpart, still rocking the puppy gently. "Is it good for him to eat grass..?" she asked. "I do not think so, but he was going at it like he had not eaten in years." Hopefully Jay had remembered to feed him... "Perhaps you should put shoes on..."

Presley returned to the gate, a bit discouraged by her venture to the forest. She couldn't even get into it, let alone out! Maybe she had missed something obvious at the gate. She did tend to overcomplicate the simplest things. Obvious route, obvious route...well, the most obvious route would be to ask someone older than her, who had been here for a while. But that couldn't have been what her dad meant. After all, she had asked him, and it hadn't done a bit of good. Well, it might be worth a try at least. Presley spotted some older students near her.
"Excuse me?" she asked them. She instantly thought better of her plan. They might inform a teacher that she was trying to sneak out. Now that she had interrupted them, she had to come up with a legitimate reason for it, on the spot. Using her improv skills she asked, "Could you tell me where we got off of the train? It wasn't on the grounds, was it?"

05-12-2011, 02:12 AM	#29 (permalink)
Presley Black Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: Right Here Posts: 2,189 Hogwarts RPG Name: Xavier Rodriguez Fullmer First Year	Dancing Through Life Quote: Originally Posted by BluePhyre Oh. There he was. Eirian looked up, cradling Woody like a baby and sniffling at his lingering scent of dander. Jayce was behind her, and, as she tipped her head back, she realized he was shoe-less. Merlin... He wasn't that poor. Why hadn't he put shoes on...? Standing, the Slytherin smiled up at her Gryffindor counterpart, still rocking the puppy gently. "Is it good for him to eat grass..?" she asked. "I do not think so, but he was going at it like he had not eaten in years." Hopefully Jay had remembered to feed him... "Perhaps you should put shoes on..." Presley returned to the gate, a bit discouraged by her venture to the forest. She couldn't even get into it, let alone out! Maybe she had missed something obvious at the gate. She did tend to overcomplicate the simplest things. Obvious route, obvious route...well, the most obvious route would be to ask someone older than her, who had been here for a while. But that couldn't have been what her dad meant. After all, she had asked him, and it hadn't done a bit of good. Well, it might be worth a try at least. Presley spotted some older students near her. "Excuse me?" she asked them. She instantly thought better of her plan. They might inform a teacher that she was trying to sneak out. Now that she had interrupted them, she had to come up with a legitimate reason for it, on the spot. Using her improv skills she asked, "Could you tell me where we got off of the train? It wasn't on the grounds, was it?"