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TeafortheSoul · 06-24-2013, 08:49 AM

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Originally Posted by Hera

Emily nodded, and chewed, and nodded as she followed along with the story. She actually felt for them, what with the transportation issues, memories of their revoked apparition licenses flooded back, and even though it wasn't the end of the world, it had been a pain enough. Thankfully she never had to crawl through tunnels.
"Mmm, I can imagine," she mused in response. Not fun at all.

Consuming the last of her mash, Emily took her chicken drumstick between her fingers and started pulling the flesh away from the bone. She wasn't about to shove it in her mouth and get grease all over her face. Not now.

Popping bits of chicken in her mouth, with the occasional bite of the bun, Emily chewed through, listening avidly. Only. She couldn't help but laugh at the part with the genius magnet idea. How original. Thankfully, she'd managed to not spit her food everywhere, instead, it had gone down without properly being chewed. Ouch.

The pain she felt was nothing in comparison to what it must have felt like being chopped in half. "That's... unfortunate..." really, unfortunate.

So they had the key. "So... the key, what did the key do? What was it for? What happened to the wizard?" The questions rolled off her tongue now, eager to know what it all meant.

Unfortunate was an understatement. Rusty grinned at her around a mouthful of potato.

There you go, she was hooked now, asking questions and everything. Easy! We're getting there! He held up his hand as if calling a halt to any more questions and continued with the tale.

"So now they have the key. After a Ministry-wide minute of silence in honour of the fallen, they're in there interrogating the Dark Wizard, threatening him, waving the key in his face, making demands, and finally they agree if he tells them what the key is for he can have his freedom."

Insert dramatic pause.

He leaned back in his chair and spread his hands helplessly. "Turns out the key is just a key, and it has sentimental value.Its not dark or cursed at all. It was the front door key for the home this guy shared with his first love who died in a tragic freak accident involving a cauldron and a herd of porlocks." He grinned. "But that's another story."

Yep. All that fuss and it was just a key.

06-24-2013, 08:49 AM	#64 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Emily nodded, and chewed, and nodded as she followed along with the story. She actually felt for them, what with the transportation issues, memories of their revoked apparition licenses flooded back, and even though it wasn't the end of the world, it had been a pain enough. Thankfully she never had to crawl through tunnels. "Mmm, I can imagine," she mused in response. Not fun at all. Consuming the last of her mash, Emily took her chicken drumstick between her fingers and started pulling the flesh away from the bone. She wasn't about to shove it in her mouth and get grease all over her face. Not now. Popping bits of chicken in her mouth, with the occasional bite of the bun, Emily chewed through, listening avidly. Only. She couldn't help but laugh at the part with the genius magnet idea. How original. Thankfully, she'd managed to not spit her food everywhere, instead, it had gone down without properly being chewed. Ouch. The pain she felt was nothing in comparison to what it must have felt like being chopped in half. "That's... unfortunate..." really, unfortunate. So they had the key. "So... the key, what did the key do? What was it for? What happened to the wizard?" The questions rolled off her tongue now, eager to know what it all meant. Unfortunate was an understatement. Rusty grinned at her around a mouthful of potato. There you go, she was hooked now, asking questions and everything. Easy! We're getting there! He held up his hand as if calling a halt to any more questions and continued with the tale. "So now they have the key. After a Ministry-wide minute of silence in honour of the fallen, they're in there interrogating the Dark Wizard, threatening him, waving the key in his face, making demands, and finally they agree if he tells them what the key is for he can have his freedom." Insert dramatic pause. He leaned back in his chair and spread his hands helplessly. "Turns out the key is just a key, and it has sentimental value.Its not dark or cursed at all. It was the front door key for the home this guy shared with his first love who died in a tragic freak accident involving a cauldron and a herd of porlocks." He grinned. "But that's another story." Yep. All that fuss and it was just a key. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you