02-09-2012, 04:13 AM
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Diricawl
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year | Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen Quote:
Originally Posted by emmafan123 To Cornelius, it kind of just looked like a little wooden snail. But even if it was just that, he couldn't deny that he immediately liked it. How could he not? Aspen had gotten it for him. "A spell-checker snail?" he repeated vaguely as she began to speak, holding it up before him before returning his gaze to the girl as she fully explained that the snail would tell the user if he was using the correct spelling. Cornelius's eyes widened at this new information. A spell-checker snail! He looked at the gift with a whole new appreciation, examining it as though it would suddenly levitate with this new definition. "I love it!" the boy beamed, immediately throwing it around his neck so the turtle was proudly displayed over his chest, seeming a bit out of place atop his robes but that wasn't shown at all on Cornelius's grinning face. He admired it for a moment, turning it about so the snail was facing her, before looking at Aspen himself. He watched her for a moment, quietly observing as she brought up a hand to touch her cheek, still smiling. This, in turn, got a smile to grow once more on his own face, and he took her free hand into his own once more. "Thank you for my spell-checker snail," Cornelius said softly, his light brown eyes locked onto her own gaze. "...Pegasus." He grinned teasingly at her.
Aspen ducked her head, honestly not sure how to react to his LIKING...nay loving the spell checking snail. She hadn't exactly expected him to HATE it, but ... well, she just didn't know how to react. Clearly she'd been proud of her gift and had hoped he would "get it" but now that he was actually embracing it, wearing it even! she was SO relieved and happy and it was all so simultaneous and confusing. Though those feelings MIGHT have been residual from his cheek kissing... "You're welcome," Aspen lifted her eyes just enough to be able to meet his eyes through her once-again fallen strand of hair, "....Centaur." Aspen laced her fingers through his and gave his hand an extra little squeeze. She KNEW he'd grow concerned by reactions, the not-looking, the quiet, but she wanted him to know and for HIM to not worry - Aspen Odessa was entirely, completely, absolutely fine. In fact, had she ever been BETTER?
She couldn't help but notice though, that spell-checker snail was BOBBING his head already. What spell was he checking, Aspen wondered? Whatever it was, it was apparently right. Her head discretely began to nod up and down in time with the snails. Nod nod nod right right right. |
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