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Riverlynn · 10-28-2013, 05:03 AM

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Jasper walked, Syndil in arm, and gave a polite but not entirely happy smile to the photographer witch as he found a fairly secluded spot and releasing her in an almost dancerly manner then perched right in front of her.

Merlin. He couldn't even spin this. Not that he would've wanted to. It had been entirely his fault and he knew. And even if he didn't know it, he felt it. He stood there before the woman looking ponderous, like he couldn't find the word and it was all too overwhelming for him. He didn't want to say a word. He just wanted her to know. Do her thing and know that though he may look like a bird he had not the ability to fly.

"Because I can't!" He forced out quietly. "I can't, Syndil. And I'm so sorry. It wasn't your fault. Please know that."

Syndil allowed herself to be led away from the buffet table and over to the photo station. She had to admit this was a smart idea considering there was no one over here. That was perhaps the only reason she was allowing herself to be sheparded out of the crowd. Once they were over at the booth though she pulled away and waited. His response though short only served to make the situation worse.

"You can't. You're sorry. And its not my fault." She said each word slowly. Like she was tasting them in her mouth, weighing how each one came out. Her amber eyes locked on him as she paced a bit from agitation. "You've got to be kidding me! That's the best you've got. A mismash of over used cliques?!"

10-28-2013, 05:03 AM	#4 (permalink)
Riverlynn Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: Valhalla Posts: 1,941 Hogwarts RPG Name: Bay Victoria Turner Third Year	Blue Jay Newbie Slytherpuff Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Jasper walked, Syndil in arm, and gave a polite but not entirely happy smile to the photographer witch as he found a fairly secluded spot and releasing her in an almost dancerly manner then perched right in front of her. Merlin. He couldn't even spin this. Not that he would've wanted to. It had been entirely his fault and he knew. And even if he didn't know it, he felt it. He stood there before the woman looking ponderous, like he couldn't find the word and it was all too overwhelming for him. He didn't want to say a word. He just wanted her to know. Do her thing and know that though he may look like a bird he had not the ability to fly. "Because I can't!" He forced out quietly. "I can't, Syndil. And I'm so sorry. It wasn't your fault. Please know that." Syndil allowed herself to be led away from the buffet table and over to the photo station. She had to admit this was a smart idea considering there was no one over here. That was perhaps the only reason she was allowing herself to be sheparded out of the crowd. Once they were over at the booth though she pulled away and waited. His response though short only served to make the situation worse. "You can't. You're sorry. And its not my fault." She said each word slowly. Like she was tasting them in her mouth, weighing how each one came out. Her amber eyes locked on him as she paced a bit from agitation. "You've got to be kidding me! That's the best you've got. A mismash of over used cliques?!" __________________ ... TRICKSTER ... RAMBUNCTIOUS ... STUBBORN ...