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DaniDiNardo · 03-15-2014, 12:45 PM

SPOILER!!: Why the walls Emily??

Oh? Second?

There was no need to ask for an explanation as the bag of food was shown. Appearing with food and just when his clock was giving him the go ahead to drop the dull paperwork he hadn't actually gotten around to starting because of Avery problems then Ashby's whining. Now he remembered why he was going to work through lunch, the smile was still there though. How could he dislodge it when Emily was trying her hand at the this schedule boring thing? "This your way of inserting yourself into my schedule Miss Browne?"

He stepped aside enough for her to get a proper look at the room and make her way to his desk. One of his least trusted pieces of furniture in the entire room. It hadn't collapsed on him yet but he figured it was waiting for the right moment to mess with his day. "Glad it has your approval." The edge of sarcasm wasn't easily missed even with his preoccupation with her inspecting the place--

Waaaaait. WHAT was she doing??? DJSFKEGFEUISFIE!! No no no no. Gavin cringed with each assault the wall received, fully expecting it to cave in and kill them both. What a way to die too, eh? But they didn't. The hollow sounding wall vibrated some under the force of her tapping but it was still there and Gavin was by her side in a second trying to usher her away from it. "How's about we leave the wall alone? I like that idea." Because no, it was NOT reinforced as of yet, he was still working on getting an appointment with the apparently elusive Mr. Cresswell.

03-15-2014, 12:45 PM	#19 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,241 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Why the walls Emily?? Quote: Originally Posted by Hera There were no noises coming from inside, though that could have been by design, but as far as she could tell - whether from the evidence or intuition, Gavin was free.. or simply not in at the moment? There was only a brief moment where she felt as if she were standing in limbo, waiting, and then the door cracked open. The look on his face was enough to tell her she'd timed this perfectly. "Make that your second," she mused, "I come bearing gifts," she added indicating to the foodstuff she had so diligently lugged around with her - which was a chore considering the distance between them. And to think only months ago she thought the flight of stairs between their levels was an inconvenience. Once inside, Emily proceeded to his desk, placing down the carry bag but not unpacking the ham and cheese croissants and nor did she distribute their coffees. "I love what you've done to the place," she added, idly inspecting the space, running a finger over some of the surfaces before stopping to assess the structure of the nearest wall. It looked as if the lightest breeze would set it crashing down on their heads, but of course, she was confident it was properly reinforced. Was it not? To test the theory, Emily took a fist to the wall, tapping on it thrice with force. Oh? Second? There was no need to ask for an explanation as the bag of food was shown. Appearing with food and just when his clock was giving him the go ahead to drop the dull paperwork he hadn't actually gotten around to starting because of Avery problems then Ashby's whining. Now he remembered why he was going to work through lunch, the smile was still there though. How could he dislodge it when Emily was trying her hand at the this schedule boring thing? "This your way of inserting yourself into my schedule Miss Browne?" He stepped aside enough for her to get a proper look at the room and make her way to his desk. One of his least trusted pieces of furniture in the entire room. It hadn't collapsed on him yet but he figured it was waiting for the right moment to mess with his day. "Glad it has your approval." The edge of sarcasm wasn't easily missed even with his preoccupation with her inspecting the place-- Waaaaait. WHAT was she doing??? DJSFKEGFEUISFIE!! No no no no. Gavin cringed with each assault the wall received, fully expecting it to cave in and kill them both. What a way to die too, eh? But they didn't. The hollow sounding wall vibrated some under the force of her tapping but it was still there and Gavin was by her side in a second trying to usher her away from it. "How's about we leave the wall alone? I like that idea." Because no, it was NOT reinforced as of yet, he was still working on getting an appointment with the apparently elusive Mr. Cresswell. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.