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sweetpinkpixie · 05-20-2013, 01:15 PM

Airey watched Mr. Odess for a moment as the curious snake went about poking at and exploring his vacuum, but it wasn't long before Miss Miroslava was asking him questions. "It is indeedy," he grinned. He had known THAT much before getting things to work. Although the house elves had still be around then and they had been the ones to remove the covers for him so he could charm the bags and then they had closed them up. But now they were gone - minus Toddles - and Airey was not about to trust that one with any of his equipment. "I placed an Extension Charm on each of them" Which pretty much explained thing, no? "If you want to know how much they can hold under normal circumstances you can experiment though."

As long as he got to watch, okay?

And then he was gawking at Miss Edwards as she shared what she knew about things and he felt somewhat relieved that they had a sort of expert in their presence. "FAScinating, Miss Edwards," he nodded as he pulled on his goggles for a moment. So really the bags were not meant to be reused. Good to know...and oops? Although he was pretty sure a container would have come with a filtering system and that would have destroyed the little plush planets.

He turned his attention back to his bag and was trying to figure things out when a HORRIBLE sound came from Mr. Odessa's direction. The sound of dreams ripping apart, that's what it was.

Eyes wide and jaw hanging open like a trout, he just stared at the bag and then at the boy and then at the bag again. IT WAS DESTROYED!

"Don't look at me like that, Mr. Odessa. I may think you are up.......................... to something."

Pause.

Oh well. "Works for me!" he chimed in while giving his own bag a loud RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP.

They could recycle the bag's paper into parchment or something later.

05-20-2013, 01:15 PM	#13 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,896 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Third Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Airey watched Mr. Odess for a moment as the curious snake went about poking at and exploring his vacuum, but it wasn't long before Miss Miroslava was asking him questions. "It is indeedy," he grinned. He had known THAT much before getting things to work. Although the house elves had still be around then and they had been the ones to remove the covers for him so he could charm the bags and then they had closed them up. But now they were gone - minus Toddles - and Airey was not about to trust that one with any of his equipment. "I placed an Extension Charm on each of them" Which pretty much explained thing, no? "If you want to know how much they can hold under normal circumstances you can experiment though." As long as he got to watch, okay? And then he was gawking at Miss Edwards as she shared what she knew about things and he felt somewhat relieved that they had a sort of expert in their presence. "FAScinating, Miss Edwards," he nodded as he pulled on his goggles for a moment. So really the bags were not meant to be reused. Good to know...and oops? Although he was pretty sure a container would have come with a filtering system and that would have destroyed the little plush planets. He turned his attention back to his bag and was trying to figure things out when a HORRIBLE sound came from Mr. Odessa's direction. The sound of dreams ripping apart, that's what it was. Eyes wide and jaw hanging open like a trout, he just stared at the bag and then at the boy and then at the bag again. IT WAS DESTROYED! "Don't look at me like that, Mr. Odessa. I may think you are up.......................... to something." Pause. Oh well. "Works for me!" he chimed in while giving his own bag a loud RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP. They could recycle the bag's paper into parchment or something later. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like