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Schroyers · 04-04-2012, 01:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Demented Mark

OOC: I keep missing you PuppySara! lol Sorry!

It doesnt matter what years we are Shame shame shame. They had soooo much to learn. Laughing whole heartedly, he shook his head. "Must be young then... hmm..." He looked each of them over. Second years probably. With the exception of that Damon kid. He looked a bit older. A 3rd year like him maybe? Or even a 4th year. Ohhh 4th years. How scary. He mae a point to roll his eyes. "Im guessing second years." He said nodding, his half smile plastered on his face.

He turned to look at Maxwell. Reminded him of Maxwell coffee. Or Maxie Pads. Those things women used. Sometimes they were good for clogged noses....... or so he heard. "Oh right, Sorry Maxie pad. My bad." he said, waving the boy off. "I thought you were playing youre flute? Panflute? Padflute. Ha! maxie Pad flute."

Maxwell's eyes now blood red. "Get out of here before i make you sorry for ever speaking to me." He said more angry than he had ever been. He didn't care it Taylor found it disgraceful or ill mannered, this was about him. He clenched his hand in a fist, he knew better than to use Magic against an older boy. He couldn't win.

04-04-2012, 01:33 AM	#1486 (permalink)
Schroyers DMLE Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Jakku Posts: 12,199 Hogwarts RPG Name: Felix Lupin First Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Demented Mark OOC: I keep missing you PuppySara! lol Sorry! It doesnt matter what years we are Shame shame shame. They had soooo much to learn. Laughing whole heartedly, he shook his head. "Must be young then... hmm..." He looked each of them over. Second years probably. With the exception of that Damon kid. He looked a bit older. A 3rd year like him maybe? Or even a 4th year. Ohhh 4th years. How scary. He mae a point to roll his eyes. "Im guessing second years." He said nodding, his half smile plastered on his face. He turned to look at Maxwell. Reminded him of Maxwell coffee. Or Maxie Pads. Those things women used. Sometimes they were good for clogged noses....... or so he heard. "Oh right, Sorry Maxie pad. My bad." he said, waving the boy off. "I thought you were playing youre flute? Panflute? Padflute. Ha! maxie Pad flute." Maxwell's eyes now blood red. "Get out of here before i make you sorry for ever speaking to me." He said more angry than he had ever been. He didn't care it Taylor found it disgraceful or ill mannered, this was about him. He clenched his hand in a fist, he knew better than to use Magic against an older boy. He couldn't win.