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Lockhartian · 05-13-2011, 04:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

"Lex Lockart, you say?" That sounded familiar, did it not? MacFusty's head tilted to one side. It was familiar, yes, but not enough to put a face or a proper reaction to it. "I've visited the Romanian Reservation a few times," Five of them to be more precise, "Perhaps I know him." He made no comment regarding the dragons, and instead leaned back on his chair and summoned a cup of tea for himself.

The Hungarian Horntails, for some reason, tended to dislike him. But Lachlan MacFusty was not admitting that, ever. It was, in a way, a low blow to his ego. He took a small sip of his tea. "Your sister is on the Quidditch business now?" Well, no wonder his last name sounded familiar. "Kaika Lockhart, right?"

Not that Lachlan remembered for what team the girl played for. He was only truly aware of the Holyhead Harpies.

Text Cut: Walnut

Er, MacFuzzy was eying both him and Tiberius rather funny, as if he was annoyed they were trying to discuss something with the man other than just visiting him.

Seriously, he HAD something to discuss, and the letter that was NOW in his hand begged for someone to read it.

But he seemed more relaxed the next time he looked at MacFuzzy, "Yes, Lex Lockhart, my uncle's been there ever since he left Durmstrang," the boy nodded before replying again, "It's quite likely." And then the dragons topic was dropped, no? He should've never brought it up, because he was wasting super important time of discussing Aslan's future. Unless MacFuzzy was already aware about Treyen's visitation purposes and he wanted to delay some awful negative answer.

His eyes widened at the thought, and remained that way for a couple of seconds. He wanted Maya back.

The man changed topics, and Treyen instantly smiled, "She is, my father also is," and he mentally kicked himself for saying that, the little time he's been knowing MacFuzzy and he knew that the man asked oh-so-many questions about new given information, "The one and only," he nodded once. And he knew there was only one Kaika Lockhart in the Quidditch world, because, well, there hadn't been too many Lockharts to begin with.

"Do you like Quidditch, Professor?" and he kicked himself AGAIN. Sigh.

But....LOOKIT!

WALNUT!

"Oh, I know him, he's Walnut, King of Gryffindors," he said, with a small smirk on his face. Right. King of Gryffindors. Hehe. That was amusing. "He belongs to Kurumi," which he kind of suspected was standing outside, yes?

05-13-2011, 04:57 AM	#17 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,978 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed "Lex Lockart, you say?" That sounded familiar, did it not? MacFusty's head tilted to one side. It was familiar, yes, but not enough to put a face or a proper reaction to it. "I've visited the Romanian Reservation a few times," Five of them to be more precise, "Perhaps I know him." He made no comment regarding the dragons, and instead leaned back on his chair and summoned a cup of tea for himself. The Hungarian Horntails, for some reason, tended to dislike him. But Lachlan MacFusty was not admitting that, ever. It was, in a way, a low blow to his ego. He took a small sip of his tea. "Your sister is on the Quidditch business now?" Well, no wonder his last name sounded familiar. "Kaika Lockhart, right?" Not that Lachlan remembered for what team the girl played for. He was only truly aware of the Holyhead Harpies. Text Cut: Walnut Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Walnut had been pawing at the door when it had opened and his fur had stood on end when a MAN had appeared. WHAT HAD HE DONE TO THE BEAUTIFUL MANGO LADY?! Next thing the feline knew, his stubby legs were dangling in the air as he was brought inside of the strange little house. Nope, there was nothing here that smelled like mangos. In fact, this man was giving off the rather unusual smell of musky lavender, which Walnut wasn't sure what to make of it. The cat then heard the man speak. WOAH!? Did he just call him a kitten?! While he was flattered that the man thought him young, he just knew that it was an indirect attack on his legs. HOW RUDE! If this man ever decided to put him down, Walnut would be setting direct course for his shoes and pee on them. Yep. Feet still dangling in the air like a rag doll, the cat began swishing his tail back and forth and a rather pathetic sounding meow escaped his clenched kitty mouth. Then, he saw Peppermint Boy and his ears perked up. Ah, at last! An inferior being that knows how to worship me properly. Er, MacFuzzy was eying both him and Tiberius rather funny, as if he was annoyed they were trying to discuss something with the man other than just visiting him. Seriously, he HAD something to discuss, and the letter that was NOW in his hand begged for someone to read it. But he seemed more relaxed the next time he looked at MacFuzzy, "Yes, Lex Lockhart, my uncle's been there ever since he left Durmstrang," the boy nodded before replying again, "It's quite likely." And then the dragons topic was dropped, no? He should've never brought it up, because he was wasting super important time of discussing Aslan's future. Unless MacFuzzy was already aware about Treyen's visitation purposes and he wanted to delay some awful negative answer. His eyes widened at the thought, and remained that way for a couple of seconds. He wanted Maya back. The man changed topics, and Treyen instantly smiled, "She is, my father also is," and he mentally kicked himself for saying that, the little time he's been knowing MacFuzzy and he knew that the man asked oh-so-many questions about new given information, "The one and only," he nodded once. And he knew there was only one Kaika Lockhart in the Quidditch world, because, well, there hadn't been too many Lockharts to begin with. "Do you like Quidditch, Professor?" and he kicked himself AGAIN. Sigh. But....LOOKIT! WALNUT! "Oh, I know him, he's Walnut, King of Gryffindors," he said, with a small smirk on his face. Right. King of Gryffindors. Hehe. That was amusing. "He belongs to Kurumi," which he kind of suspected was standing outside, yes?