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sweetpinkpixie · 04-17-2014, 11:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Hera

He was still wet. Dripping wet. And he didn't fancy drying off in the sun, not when the chance of Emily finding him so was great. Nope, he had to hide, somewhere she wouldn't look for him. This immediately eliminated half of the stores and stuff in the alley, but... he had ideas.

Zeke was familiar enough with the Leaky Cauldron to know they had rooms, and that some of those rooms were vacant. More to the point, Zeke had skills, his fingers were light and nimble and he could take things as well as get into places, and this was how he had managed to gain access to what he had sussed out to be an empty room. All these lessons Emily had given him in observation and stuff had honed his sneaking skills. He was ace at being sneaky now. ACE.

After closing the door lightly behind him, Zeke turned his attention to the room. There had to be towels or a fluffy robe somewhere. He started with the wardrobe, pulling the doors wide open to examine what he could find.

Well. Today was TERRIBLE.

Charlie had found her favorite tiara, chewed it up, and put Sachiko in a HORRIBLE mood. Things were only made worse by the fact that yet again her kiss of true love did nothing on Bubba. Fairy tales were giving her such high expectations for life, you know? Clutching Bubba with both of her hands, the soon-to-be-six-year-old went scurrying up and down the hallways in a pink flash, pausing here and there to test door handles and see just which guests had been kind enough to leave them unlocked.

While rattling one of the locked door handles, however, she heard the sound of a door closing. Cocking her head to the side like a curious baby owl, she looked down at her toad and pouted. "Bubba, I think there is a ghost. Daddy didn't give anyone the pretty bow to that room," she informed him. She would have remembered too. That pretty bow was the closest to her favorite color, pink. "Princesses can also be ghost hunters, did you know?"

Pursing her lips and putting on her I AM DETERMINED face, Sachiko marched towards the door and pressed her ear up against it firmly to listen carefully for a few moments before she slowly pulled the door opened and peeked inside. Only to be slightly disappointed and excited at the same time. "You're not a ghost."

Lame.

04-17-2014, 11:24 AM	#145 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,346 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Hera He was still wet. Dripping wet. And he didn't fancy drying off in the sun, not when the chance of Emily finding him so was great. Nope, he had to hide, somewhere she wouldn't look for him. This immediately eliminated half of the stores and stuff in the alley, but... he had ideas. Zeke was familiar enough with the Leaky Cauldron to know they had rooms, and that some of those rooms were vacant. More to the point, Zeke had skills, his fingers were light and nimble and he could take things as well as get into places, and this was how he had managed to gain access to what he had sussed out to be an empty room. All these lessons Emily had given him in observation and stuff had honed his sneaking skills. He was ace at being sneaky now. ACE. After closing the door lightly behind him, Zeke turned his attention to the room. There had to be towels or a fluffy robe somewhere. He started with the wardrobe, pulling the doors wide open to examine what he could find. Well. Today was TERRIBLE. Charlie had found her favorite tiara, chewed it up, and put Sachiko in a HORRIBLE mood. Things were only made worse by the fact that yet again her kiss of true love did nothing on Bubba. Fairy tales were giving her such high expectations for life, you know? Clutching Bubba with both of her hands, the soon-to-be-six-year-old went scurrying up and down the hallways in a pink flash, pausing here and there to test door handles and see just which guests had been kind enough to leave them unlocked. While rattling one of the locked door handles, however, she heard the sound of a door closing. Cocking her head to the side like a curious baby owl, she looked down at her toad and pouted. "Bubba, I think there is a ghost. Daddy didn't give anyone the pretty bow to that room," she informed him. She would have remembered too. That pretty bow was the closest to her favorite color, pink. "Princesses can also be ghost hunters, did you know?" Pursing her lips and putting on her I AM DETERMINED face, Sachiko marched towards the door and pressed her ear up against it firmly to listen carefully for a few moments before she slowly pulled the door opened and peeked inside. Only to be slightly disappointed and excited at the same time. "You're not a ghost." Lame. __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes