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klexos24 · 12-13-2013, 02:56 AM

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Jasper wasn't paying any attention, either. So when the witch landed her point of contact it knocked him a bit back, which resulted in a trigger-like step back...was he about to go into a rumba? The looking-awfully-pale-for-summer wizard staggered for a bit before regaining his footing and looking slightly downward saw the cause of of the near upset had been a witch.

"Oh, well, no harm done." That was the better thing to say. Though, truth be told if it had been someone from work he might have joshed about having internal bleeding. Jasper had a weird sense of humour. "Distractingly adorable, aren't they?" He indicated the owls with a glance when he spoke. "I'm particularly fond of the little scops owls, but I'm afraid I've already got one and well, Ninny would be less than pleased." He didn't actually name is owl Ninny. Ninny was short for Nyniaw. For some reason, though, it didn't occur to Jasper to explain this perhaps making it seem as though he liked to mock the intelligence of beasts or at least that of his own owl.

Thankfully. What would've happened otherwise? He would judge her, and hate her very existen- No. No point in delving into the matter. It had happened for a reason, and that was that, insecurities put inside. Fate had put her in the situation, and there was no arguing with that.

"Definitely," Marcela said in reply, a somber tone tinging her voice. "I had an owl once, but it died not too long ago. I guess that's why I'm here." There wasn't really a doubt about it. An empty gap was still drilled in her heart, and a filing was required as soon as possible. (Quite dramatic for a fourty three year old, no doubt.) She needed to move on from her long-time companion.

"Really? I, for one, am a Barn Owl kinda gal." Marcela chuckled, getting somewhat of a kick from his interesting sense of humor. "Ninny's your owl, I assume? That's an, er, interesting name." Surely that wasn't it's name. Really, what kind of name is Ninny? An interesting one, at that. She had heard plenty interesting pet names, and this one definitely stood out.

No, it had to be a nickname, it had to be.

"I'm Marcela, by the way," Marcela quipped, extending her hand as she wore somewhat of a grin. "It's a pleasure.

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klexos24 MO Billywig Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Athens Posts: 3,366 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Smedley Sixth Year	w.a.m.s\|♩♫♪♬\|sour gummy snakes\| "DNA doesn't make a family, Love does" Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Jasper wasn't paying any attention, either. So when the witch landed her point of contact it knocked him a bit back, which resulted in a trigger-like step back...was he about to go into a rumba? The looking-awfully-pale-for-summer wizard staggered for a bit before regaining his footing and looking slightly downward saw the cause of of the near upset had been a witch. "Oh, well, no harm done." That was the better thing to say. Though, truth be told if it had been someone from work he might have joshed about having internal bleeding. Jasper had a weird sense of humour. "Distractingly adorable, aren't they?" He indicated the owls with a glance when he spoke. "I'm particularly fond of the little scops owls, but I'm afraid I've already got one and well, Ninny would be less than pleased." He didn't actually name is owl Ninny. Ninny was short for Nyniaw. For some reason, though, it didn't occur to Jasper to explain this perhaps making it seem as though he liked to mock the intelligence of beasts or at least that of his own owl. Thankfully. What would've happened otherwise? He would judge her, and hate her very existen- No. No point in delving into the matter. It had happened for a reason, and that was that, insecurities put inside. Fate had put her in the situation, and there was no arguing with that. "Definitely," Marcela said in reply, a somber tone tinging her voice. "I had an owl once, but it died not too long ago. I guess that's why I'm here." There wasn't really a doubt about it. An empty gap was still drilled in her heart, and a filing was required as soon as possible. (Quite dramatic for a fourty three year old, no doubt.) She needed to move on from her long-time companion. "Really? I, for one, am a Barn Owl kinda gal." Marcela chuckled, getting somewhat of a kick from his interesting sense of humor. "Ninny's your owl, I assume? That's an, er, interesting name." Surely that wasn't it's name. Really, what kind of name is Ninny? An interesting one, at that. She had heard plenty interesting pet names, and this one definitely stood out. No, it had to be a nickname, it had to be. "I'm Marcela, by the way," Marcela quipped, extending her hand as she wore somewhat of a grin. "It's a pleasure.