02-06-2012, 02:24 AM
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Demiguise
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Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl 'Mr. Grumpy Pants?' What was Wesley, five years old? "I think you might be spending too much time with Lily's kid...." he muttered under his breath, sneaking a smirky look at Van out of the corner of his eye. What was the boy's name again? Brennan? Breyer? Bryan? Brandon?
No matter. "Complaining gets us nowhere..." Wes sighed in response. Yeah yeah, we got the message. He shot Van a glare at his next comment and shook his head. Franklin Wesley Logan Ferguson NEVER cried. Ever. Except maybe that one time when his wife had died.... but no one could possibly know about that....
"If the shoe were on the other foot, if it was up to ME to choose between HER and work?" He gave his friend a look. "You know which I would choose." He had chosen women over work in the past, and that side of him had never changed. It probably never WOULD change; that was just who he was.
About the potions. "What about them?" Wes shrugged. "I'm a few ingredients short, and the full moon's tomorrow...." "Not such a kid these days. Brysen turned 13 only a few months ago." And Van, in his own way, had been intentionally teasing Wes. He was being overdramatic.
Like a Ravenclaw or something.
And he'd rather his mate be glaring than crying. At least the man had seemingly snapped out of the funk he'd been in. Really, this wasn't even that BIG of a situation. They were both acting like sulky teenages, Wes and Izzy both.
"And if you really love her, you should respect her priorities and trust that she loves you regardless of how she sets them for herself. It isn't fair to hold it against her, or to storm off and sulk and make her worry." Really, in Van's opinion, it was the reverse of how it should be. And he KNEW the full moon was tomorrow, and that was likely effecting the man.
He wasn't always so unsteady.
The YATI were less emotional than these two.
"First of all, you know the Ministry keeps an emergency supply." Van was brusque, "And you should also have guessed by now that I will bloody well do what I can to help you, you need only say so. Lets tackle THAT first and then you need to go and talk to Isobel and tell her you're an idiot."
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