09-11-2013, 11:50 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2
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Originally Posted by noodles Józsua smiled amused. Had his expression REALLY been that bad? Probably. He had been startled when he saw the girl as well trying his best to keep his dignity. Which apparently was a complete waste because she had SEEN. “Kind of mean for someone I've just met.” He retorted, trying to give her one of his trademark Józsua dark looks but just ended up smiling as he teased her. He could see her amusement. He let out a small laugh. “You're expecting a repeat performance of this?” He asked incredulously. “Because I don't think I'll need my nose to find the kitchen again.”
He had a brain, y'see?
A brain that worked particularly well when it came to food. His favourite thing in the worrld.
Olly. Interesting name for a girl. “Is that short for something?” He asked. And then came the question which all the Hogwartarians liked to ask. Suppose the accent gave it away as well as his appearance if that Cutty boy from the feast was to go by. Apparently Józsua was 'all done up'. Like a girl or something. But he thought he understood what the boy was getting at. “I'm a Beauxbatons transfer. But my name's Hungarian. Just like my father.” He explained. “What about you?” Did he detect a regional accent? These Brits were really quite interesting with their all their strange dialects.
Smell was getting louder.. or stronger.. Józsua's stomach gave him another little reminder that it wanted filling. 'Kind of mean'? Olly just smirked at him broadly with her eyebrows raised. "I hope you're not expecting an apology." Because there was NO way he was getting one. Nope. Sorry, Józsua. And a repeat performance? At this she looked him over as if she could tell the answer by his appearance. "Yeah...probably." And in reply to his argument about the kitchen. "Oh, I'm sure you'll come up with some other weird stuff to do, yeah?"
From which she would save him.
Or you know, not.
Oh great, couldn't people just let it go? If she introduced herself as 'Olly' then it was VERY LIKELY that that was what she wanted to be called too. So why was he asking for her full name? That earned him a moment of silence. "...yeah. It's short for Olivia." No calling her that, though, okay? Okay. Her amused smirk was back a second later, almost as if it hadn't momentarily vanished at all. Everything's fine. Carry on.
She'd already figured he was a transfer, since she'd seen him at the sorting. And he clearly wasn't a first year so. Hungarian. Interesting. "So your name has nice little lines on top of the letters then?" She even drew a line in the air for emphasis. But now they were back on her? "I'm from Bristol." He'd know where that was right? Plus, she didn't have much time to add anything else since they'd almost arrived at the kitchen.
Fooooood, here we come. |
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