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Roselyn · 07-02-2013, 02:09 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Airey had had his back turned to the entrance, so he hadn't really notice Medea come in. It also took him a bit to register the sound of footsteps and grass crunching because of them, but thankfully he did so he didn't jump with surprise. Would have spelled disaster for the ice cream in his hands.

Turning around, with a very wide grin mind you, he shook his head. "It was here when I came to Hogwarts last year. I don't recall it being here when I was a student though. I think the previous professor had it put in." He paused for a moment of silence in her memory. "Oh, um, erm....this is for you," he said as he handed her the ice cream rose. "I...erm....I dipped it in nutella. From my stash." Just so she knew he hadn't broken into her office or anything. "I have the horrible habit of experimenting with my food."

Which was really just a fancy way of saying that he played with his food, but scientists never played. They experimented.

Oh, Marion Burbage, may she rest in peace. How wonderful of her to create such a place though. Moving closer to the fountain, she vaguely noticed the stone plaques to the left of the fountain, though the words were difficult to make out in the night. There were too many shadows. Not that her attention was on them long enough to read.

What was this? He made her an ice cream rose!?

"Oh, wow...thank you." She took the sweet rose with a smile just as sweet, inspecting the nutella bits upon it before her gaze flickered upwards to him. This wasn't a date. This waaaaasn't a date. "It's magnificent. You're skills vith experimenting vith your food astound me." Yes, she was teasing him a little. Giggling softly, she glanced back down to the rose, only to notice and remember what she had brought.

"Oh erm, I brought my nutella. Like promised." She held the little bag, dangling on the edge of her fingers, along with his clean and cat hair free jacket. Well, maybe cat hair free. "And you left your jacket in the tree house."

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Roselyn DMAC & DoM Kappa Join Date: May 2009 Location: Western US Posts: 14,683 x9 x8	Super Slytherin Buddy \| \| ⅓ She-Snake Trio \| \| a normal girl with normal knees Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Airey had had his back turned to the entrance, so he hadn't really notice Medea come in. It also took him a bit to register the sound of footsteps and grass crunching because of them, but thankfully he did so he didn't jump with surprise. Would have spelled disaster for the ice cream in his hands. Turning around, with a very wide grin mind you, he shook his head. "It was here when I came to Hogwarts last year. I don't recall it being here when I was a student though. I think the previous professor had it put in." He paused for a moment of silence in her memory. "Oh, um, erm....this is for you," he said as he handed her the ice cream rose. "I...erm....I dipped it in nutella. From my stash." Just so she knew he hadn't broken into her office or anything. "I have the horrible habit of experimenting with my food." Which was really just a fancy way of saying that he played with his food, but scientists never played. They experimented. Oh, Marion Burbage, may she rest in peace. How wonderful of her to create such a place though. Moving closer to the fountain, she vaguely noticed the stone plaques to the left of the fountain, though the words were difficult to make out in the night. There were too many shadows. Not that her attention was on them long enough to read. What was this? He made her an ice cream rose!? "Oh, wow...thank you." She took the sweet rose with a smile just as sweet, inspecting the nutella bits upon it before her gaze flickered upwards to him. This wasn't a date. This waaaaasn't a date. "It's magnificent. You're skills vith experimenting vith your food astound me." Yes, she was teasing him a little. Giggling softly, she glanced back down to the rose, only to notice and remember what she had brought. "Oh erm, I brought my nutella. Like promised." She held the little bag, dangling on the edge of her fingers, along with his clean and cat hair free jacket. Well, maybe cat hair free. "And you left your jacket in the tree house."