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Tazenhani · 08-23-2011, 03:56 AM

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Originally Posted by Macavity

Simon had been exploring various parts of the carnival in between going on the rides and such. Sometimes it was just to try and get away from a particularly loud and crowded area, other times like now it was because he had just let his feet do the walking and he had wandered to a less populated area. He stopped to look around to take in his surroundings, finding a colorful booth off to one side apparently holding a raffle of some sort. The former Gryffindor stayed back from it a bit, with his hands in his pockets as if debating whether or not to participate or meerly using the quieter area to take a break.

The raffle. It had been just one of the places Sabel had tried to avoid on his wanderings, but strangely enough, his feet led him back to the bright booth every time. It never seemed to change much, besides in composition of crowd. He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, or not see, but it definitely wasn't the simple, non-troublesome state he observed it in every time he passed.

It was on his fifth visit to the stand that he noticed something different. A certain face from the past that brought a small smile to his lips. Walking up behind Simon, he clapped the younger boy on the shoulder the same as he had done all those weeks ago when Damien had called him to Hogwarts to help deal with those polyjuiced women. "A bit straining on the eyes, don't you think?"

08-23-2011, 03:56 AM	#59 (permalink)
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 Macavity Simon had been exploring various parts of the carnival in between going on the rides and such. Sometimes it was just to try and get away from a particularly loud and crowded area, other times like now it was because he had just let his feet do the walking and he had wandered to a less populated area. He stopped to look around to take in his surroundings, finding a colorful booth off to one side apparently holding a raffle of some sort. The former Gryffindor stayed back from it a bit, with his hands in his pockets as if debating whether or not to participate or meerly using the quieter area to take a break. The raffle. It had been just one of the places Sabel had tried to avoid on his wanderings, but strangely enough, his feet led him back to the bright booth every time. It never seemed to change much, besides in composition of crowd. He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, or not see, but it definitely wasn't the simple, non-troublesome state he observed it in every time he passed. It was on his fifth visit to the stand that he noticed something different. A certain face from the past that brought a small smile to his lips. Walking up behind Simon, he clapped the younger boy on the shoulder the same as he had done all those weeks ago when Damien had called him to Hogwarts to help deal with those polyjuiced women. "A bit straining on the eyes, don't you think?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.