01-09-2012, 04:30 PM
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Kappa
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6
| ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul It. Was. It. Because the evening had settled down and Louisa had all of her energy drained out. The half-asleep girl with the heavy satchel walked out of the library and into the corridor, her hand in her mouth as usual biting fingernails and dreaming of a comfy bed.. or couch... anything that would offer her legs rest. Maybe Dallin was right about her chilling out. But.. she couldn't do it. That guilty feeling tugged on her head forever and she had to study ahead. Just in case.
Dragging her feet, barely seeing people's face, the girl walked past someone standing by the wall. She didn't really see his face. Or if it was a he. She just longed for... dreamland. Will she come out?
Will she not come out?
And what if she wasn't inside?
No, she will come out. I have indeed seen her inside there, and unless she had the priviledge to disappear like that in the school...
But it's been AN HOUR.
So? I will wait for her. I need to see her.
So had been Joćo waiting on his foot, not daring even to get a book to read, in case he missed her. Though he was sensible enough to at least do a bit of homework. That, he could never focus enough to miss footsteps, even if they were as light as hers. He still didn't know why he didn't just get in there and greet her. Something inside him said this was better--surprising her would be much more... romantic, as they named it. He couldn't catch her on the train and then he didn't feel like attending the Feast--he had only been there for eating. But now, after their rather exotic holiday, he needed to see her. And seeing her he would, only if she got out of the bloody library. Such a Ravenclaw she was... at least, she wasn't alone in there with Dallin. What if she is?
Though, before he could form his doubts into something more, she got out, not even in the condition of looking around. He was relieved though when she didn't notice him, and he got up immediately and he creeped behind her. "Thou shalt not pass without a smile on your face," he said in a whisper as godly as he could muster, as he presented her with a single red rose that his hand held from behind while the other had wrapped her lithe belly. Now, hopefully, he hadn't scared her. That would be far from romantic. |
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