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Talikins · 09-12-2012, 05:37 PM

Text Cut: Selina! ^_^

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Originally Posted by fanficfanatict

Nessie didn't have a visor? How in Merlin's bloody beard were they supposed to play golf if she didn't have a visor? Everyone knew was the cardinal rule of golf to have a visor or least golf gloves. Honestly, the redhead had expected more from her fellow ginger. They were Quidditch captains, which meant they were competitive beings by ther nature. Competitve people just did not wear jeans to play mini golf.

And yet, Nessie was looking at Selina like she was the injured party. Today they were supposed to be playing a lovely round of golf, how could they playing now in Selina's good conscience if she knew that she didn't have a visor or golf glove? The sixth year had to figure out a way to rectify the situation. There were younger students around. Younger students who could not see their student leaders without a visor or a golf glove. Besides, Nessie and Selina had very similar hair; if Selina could work the visor so could Nessie.

Her blue eyes frantically looked around the miniature golf course to see if she could find anything that she could transfigure into a visor. It could've been anything. She would transfigure a golf ball, a golf club, afirst year- she didn't care what the object was as long as Nessie had a visor. With her eyes still on the prowl for an object to transfigure, Selina said, "I can see you don't have a visor. That's why I'm saying you need one. Don't worry I have this under control… I just need to find something here to make into a visor."

That was when Selina caught sight of a lovely golf ball that some ickle first year was putting. It was a pretty purple color- it would do. But she could not in good conscience take that golf ball, it was someone else's and this little kid would be very upset if she took it. So instead she ran over to where all the golf balls were kept in a huge bin to be used for the game. She felt around for a purple golf ball... And when she found one she transfigured it into a lovely purple visor.

Please with her work she ran over to Nessie and handed her the visor, "There you go. Now you look like you are ready to play miniature golf. Go on- put it on."

As soon as that was all settled, Selina tuned into Nessie's next question. There were going to be others joining them. Obviously Selina did not get that memo. Not that she minded in the least. More people just meant that she got to kick even more bums in miniature golf. Although, it was nothing personal- at least nothing personal against NESSIE- Selina was just very competitive.

Cocking an eyebrow in surprise she asked, "Sorry... The others? Who else are we playing against?" Secrets were no fun.

Erm...huh?

Since when did she now need a visor?

The raised eyebrow on Renesmee's face slowly turned into a confused pout. Selina did know that she wouldn't wear one of those silly things right? Because it didn't seem like she did. Ness just watched as her fellow red head's eyes began to prowl around. She could sense something not too good was coming, but before she could utter anything Selina had began rambling and then boom out of nowhere had a purple visor?

O_O

As Selina told her to put it on, Nessie just stared. She slowly took the visor from Selina and eyed it for quite a while. Yes it was purple and yes that made it just a little less unappealing, but still it did look funny.

Pout. Stare. Pout. That was all Nessie did as she looked at the visor. After about a whole minute she turned her gaze to Selina. "Do..Do I have to wear this thing?" she asked a little hesitantly not wanting to upset Selina. "I mean, it's pretty and you're really good at transfiguring things, but I ..visors bother me." Mellow. She wasn't going to get a death stare now right?

"Um.." she bit her lip as she eyed the visor once more. "The jer...I mean Dylan and Milton. I think they're coming, I said they could." Hopefully they wouldn't though, because no matter how good looking Dylan was, Ness refused tro believe she liked how he looked. In her mind she just send hatred towards him.

09-12-2012, 05:37 PM	#186 (permalink)
Talikins Doxy Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: South Africa GMT+2 Posts: 5,829 Hogwarts RPG Name: William McLuen Sixth Year x5 x5	Talikins\|Huffledor\|Purple\|Ted Velvet\| \|Lochnessie\|Redhead\|Bladger\|⅓ Ferocious Trio Text Cut: Selina! ^_^ Quote: Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Nessie didn't have a visor? How in Merlin's bloody beard were they supposed to play golf if she didn't have a visor? Everyone knew was the cardinal rule of golf to have a visor or least golf gloves. Honestly, the redhead had expected more from her fellow ginger. They were Quidditch captains, which meant they were competitive beings by ther nature. Competitve people just did not wear jeans to play mini golf. And yet, Nessie was looking at Selina like she was the injured party. Today they were supposed to be playing a lovely round of golf, how could they playing now in Selina's good conscience if she knew that she didn't have a visor or golf glove? The sixth year had to figure out a way to rectify the situation. There were younger students around. Younger students who could not see their student leaders without a visor or a golf glove. Besides, Nessie and Selina had very similar hair; if Selina could work the visor so could Nessie. Her blue eyes frantically looked around the miniature golf course to see if she could find anything that she could transfigure into a visor. It could've been anything. She would transfigure a golf ball, a golf club, afirst year- she didn't care what the object was as long as Nessie had a visor. With her eyes still on the prowl for an object to transfigure, Selina said, "I can see you don't have a visor. That's why I'm saying you need one. Don't worry I have this under control… I just need to find something here to make into a visor." That was when Selina caught sight of a lovely golf ball that some ickle first year was putting. It was a pretty purple color- it would do. But she could not in good conscience take that golf ball, it was someone else's and this little kid would be very upset if she took it. So instead she ran over to where all the golf balls were kept in a huge bin to be used for the game. She felt around for a purple golf ball... And when she found one she transfigured it into a lovely purple visor. Please with her work she ran over to Nessie and handed her the visor, "There you go. Now you look like you are ready to play miniature golf. Go on- put it on." As soon as that was all settled, Selina tuned into Nessie's next question. There were going to be others joining them. Obviously Selina did not get that memo. Not that she minded in the least. More people just meant that she got to kick even more bums in miniature golf. Although, it was nothing personal- at least nothing personal against NESSIE- Selina was just very competitive. Cocking an eyebrow in surprise she asked, "Sorry... The others? Who else are we playing against?" Secrets were no fun. Erm...huh? Since when did she now need a visor? The raised eyebrow on Renesmee's face slowly turned into a confused pout. Selina did know that she wouldn't wear one of those silly things right? Because it didn't seem like she did. Ness just watched as her fellow red head's eyes began to prowl around. She could sense something not too good was coming, but before she could utter anything Selina had began rambling and then boom out of nowhere had a purple visor? O_O As Selina told her to put it on, Nessie just stared. She slowly took the visor from Selina and eyed it for quite a while. Yes it was purple and yes that made it just a little less unappealing, but still it did look funny. Pout. Stare. Pout. That was all Nessie did as she looked at the visor. After about a whole minute she turned her gaze to Selina. "Do..Do I have to wear this thing?" she asked a little hesitantly not wanting to upset Selina. "I mean, it's pretty and you're really good at transfiguring things, but I ..visors bother me." Mellow. She wasn't going to get a death stare now right? "Um.." she bit her lip as she eyed the visor once more. "The jer...I mean Dylan and Milton. I think they're coming, I said they could." Hopefully they wouldn't though, because no matter how good looking Dylan was, Ness refused tro believe she liked how he looked. In her mind she just send hatred towards him.