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pundantic · 05-02-2013, 11:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

There had to be food around here somewhere. Mo made his way down the corridor in hopes of running into the trolley and the lovely trolley lady, purveyor of FOOD, but mostly he just kept running into people. Loads and loads of students were stacked practically on top of each other in the corridor.

"Erm... 'scuse me," he tried to squeeze by a few and may have accidentally elbowed someone in the head. Twice. This was impossible, and how was he ever going to find his way back to his compartment once he DID have food?

He paused and took a lean up against the nearest wall, right next to some chap or other who was also avoiding the masses. Oh, he knew this chap, actually. "Wotcher, Essex. My face throbs in recognition of your menacing fists. You seem to have wandered onto the Hogwarts Express."

Nod. Smirk. Lean. People Watch.

That was pretty much how Ascanius had spent the last twenty minutes on this never ending train ride. He still wasn't exactly keen on the long ride, but he would deal. There was nothing else he could do at this point. Ascanius was stuck here anyway so he was at least going to TRY to salvage it. And people watching was doing that for him.

Heh. Guys were so stupid in general. Always made him feel awesome whenever he watched them interact because he was so much cooler then them.

Speaking of being cooler then people, it was Marcus. AND LOOKY THERE. His face looked loads better. No bruises or any outstanding damage. Eh, he wasn't sure if he were pleased or annoyed by that fact. "Marcus, your face looks better." Not as great as his, but he wasn't going to talk crazy, mmk? "And well spotted." He WAS on the train. Duh.

05-02-2013, 11:34 PM	#58 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,763 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin There had to be food around here somewhere. Mo made his way down the corridor in hopes of running into the trolley and the lovely trolley lady, purveyor of FOOD, but mostly he just kept running into people. Loads and loads of students were stacked practically on top of each other in the corridor. "Erm... 'scuse me," he tried to squeeze by a few and may have accidentally elbowed someone in the head. Twice. This was impossible, and how was he ever going to find his way back to his compartment once he DID have food? He paused and took a lean up against the nearest wall, right next to some chap or other who was also avoiding the masses. Oh, he knew this chap, actually. "Wotcher, Essex. My face throbs in recognition of your menacing fists. You seem to have wandered onto the Hogwarts Express." Nod. Smirk. Lean. People Watch. That was pretty much how Ascanius had spent the last twenty minutes on this never ending train ride. He still wasn't exactly keen on the long ride, but he would deal. There was nothing else he could do at this point. Ascanius was stuck here anyway so he was at least going to TRY to salvage it. And people watching was doing that for him. Heh. Guys were so stupid in general. Always made him feel awesome whenever he watched them interact because he was so much cooler then them. Speaking of being cooler then people, it was Marcus. AND LOOKY THERE. His face looked loads better. No bruises or any outstanding damage. Eh, he wasn't sure if he were pleased or annoyed by that fact. "Marcus, your face looks better." Not as great as his, but he wasn't going to talk crazy, mmk? "And well spotted." He WAS on the train. Duh. __________________