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DecemberMoon · 09-10-2013, 04:14 AM

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Originally Posted by Tegz

He'd started chewing on his quill nib, and there was just a bit of ink on his lip. Was he over-thinking this? West had listed all the names of things, the horses, the possible gifts -there were six, two per God- and yet he could only find one of the horses and none of the names of the gifts in the puzzle. Maybe it wasn't their names, just what they actually were? He frowned at it a bit and kept looking, though he was distracted from that a moment later hearing his name. West looked up, still nibbling on the end of his quill.

"Oh. Hi 'liza." He answered, sounding distracted but smiling in greeting anyways. She was into Runes and stuff too? Oh wait yeah, she'd been on that list thing a couple terms back right? He was pretty sure. Well that was cool, West was all for an interest in all of this stuff, else he wouldn't be here himself.

He marked another one of the answers on his puzzle and idly sucked the excess ink off his lip, though it left behind a stain.

During her brief moment of light nerves, her auto-pilot mode had plopped her into a seat within earshot of the boy she'd just greeted. It was a better spot than she would've consciously picked for herself really. Near enough to chat and see, but far enough to not seem too...invasive. She could see so well in fact, that she was almost upset with her subconscious for setting her there. She almost thought she had imagined his return greeting, but blinked once or twice and realized she hadn't. Did he just say 'liza? she remarked to herself. Pretty sure he did. She didn't think anyone had ever called her that before, but maybe they had and she just hadn't noticed. But for whatever reason, she noticed now.

She also noticed the blot of dark ink on his lips and she quickly darted her eyes away from them. I should tell him though, shouldn't I? It seemed the decent thing to do. She doubted he'd even mind much, just going from how she'd seen him act in school, but then again...she'd want someone to tell her if she were in that spot. She smiled back at him, so that he wouldn't think she had ignored him, or that she'd gone deaf over the summer or something. Then she swallowed lightly, once, and found her voice. "You've eh...you've got just a little ink there, on your lip. From your quill," she explained in a soft even voice, low enough that the others would't hear, but loud enough that she didn't seem like a loon for whispering to him. After she'd said it though, she gave a mental eye-roll to her own words. Obviously the ink was from his quill, Eliza. Where else? Oi. She kept a smooth face though, despite her growing urge to furrow her brows and skew her mouth at herself.

09-10-2013, 04:14 AM	#6 (permalink)
DecemberMoon Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: Michigan, USA Posts: 999 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eliza Neladara Dawnsel Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz He'd started chewing on his quill nib, and there was just a bit of ink on his lip. Was he over-thinking this? West had listed all the names of things, the horses, the possible gifts -there were six, two per God- and yet he could only find one of the horses and none of the names of the gifts in the puzzle. Maybe it wasn't their names, just what they actually were? He frowned at it a bit and kept looking, though he was distracted from that a moment later hearing his name. West looked up, still nibbling on the end of his quill. "Oh. Hi 'liza." He answered, sounding distracted but smiling in greeting anyways. She was into Runes and stuff too? Oh wait yeah, she'd been on that list thing a couple terms back right? He was pretty sure. Well that was cool, West was all for an interest in all of this stuff, else he wouldn't be here himself. He marked another one of the answers on his puzzle and idly sucked the excess ink off his lip, though it left behind a stain. During her brief moment of light nerves, her auto-pilot mode had plopped her into a seat within earshot of the boy she'd just greeted. It was a better spot than she would've consciously picked for herself really. Near enough to chat and see, but far enough to not seem too...invasive. She could see so well in fact, that she was almost upset with her subconscious for setting her there. She almost thought she had imagined his return greeting, but blinked once or twice and realized she hadn't. Did he just say 'liza? she remarked to herself. Pretty sure he did. She didn't think anyone had ever called her that before, but maybe they had and she just hadn't noticed. But for whatever reason, she noticed now. She also noticed the blot of dark ink on his lips and she quickly darted her eyes away from them. I should tell him though, shouldn't I? It seemed the decent thing to do. She doubted he'd even mind much, just going from how she'd seen him act in school, but then again...she'd want someone to tell her if she were in that spot. She smiled back at him, so that he wouldn't think she had ignored him, or that she'd gone deaf over the summer or something. Then she swallowed lightly, once, and found her voice. "You've eh...you've got just a little ink there, on your lip. From your quill," she explained in a soft even voice, low enough that the others would't hear, but loud enough that she didn't seem like a loon for whispering to him. After she'd said it though, she gave a mental eye-roll to her own words. Obviously the ink was from his quill, Eliza. Where else? Oi. She kept a smooth face though, despite her growing urge to furrow her brows and skew her mouth at herself. __________________ ... CHARMING ... HUMBLE ... REFINED ...