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Jezabel Black · 11-30-2011, 12:16 AM

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Originally Posted by EastonionNW

Nate strolled into the space under the gazebo and sat down on one of the small, two person benches with his book in hand. He was reading The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Again. Still, Nate felt he could never get tired of it.
As he sat reading, his eyes occasionally peeked over the cover of his book and scanned for Jez. He had sent her an owl only a few minutes before, but Jez was usually on time for dueling, so how could this be different? Perhaps it was because Nate had planned out a romantic day...
He wouldn't let Jez know that, though. If she asked, he would say it was strictly unintentional. But eventually she'd get the hint, based on what Nate had planned for them.

Jez walked into the gazebo a little apprehensively - she had history with these structures, and the history hadn't been great. The note from Nate was tucked carefully into her pocket of her jacket. The owl that was sent it and lying in her arms, seemingly half-alseep. She spotted Nate and walked over, smiling. "Hey," she greeted, then held up the owl. "Is this yours? Because it had a run-in with the window, and I think it may have concussion or something." The owl glanced up and hooted dozily. It looked distinctly dopey, like it was suffering a hangover from Butterbeer.

11-30-2011, 12:16 AM	#925 (permalink)
Jezabel Black Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Australia - GMT +10 Posts: 2,075 Hogwarts RPG Name: Adelaide Kettle First Year	Don't Cross the Book \| who turned out the \| Lights Lennox Quote: Originally Posted by EastonionNW Nate strolled into the space under the gazebo and sat down on one of the small, two person benches with his book in hand. He was reading The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Again. Still, Nate felt he could never get tired of it. As he sat reading, his eyes occasionally peeked over the cover of his book and scanned for Jez. He had sent her an owl only a few minutes before, but Jez was usually on time for dueling, so how could this be different? Perhaps it was because Nate had planned out a romantic day... He wouldn't let Jez know that, though. If she asked, he would say it was strictly unintentional. But eventually she'd get the hint, based on what Nate had planned for them. Jez walked into the gazebo a little apprehensively - she had history with these structures, and the history hadn't been great. The note from Nate was tucked carefully into her pocket of her jacket. The owl that was sent it and lying in her arms, seemingly half-alseep. She spotted Nate and walked over, smiling. "Hey," she greeted, then held up the owl. "Is this yours? Because it had a run-in with the window, and I think it may have concussion or something." The owl glanced up and hooted dozily. It looked distinctly dopey, like it was suffering a hangover from Butterbeer.