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Old 05-12-2014, 06:15 PM   #20 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom View Post


Caleb enjoyed the outdoors a lot - he hated winter because he couldn't go outside without freezing to death. Plus it was a good workout, taking walks around the grounds and doing a few cartwheels in the grass if he was feeling particularly whimsical that day. But today he was just taking a stroll, admiring the castle grounds. He had never noticed how beautiful everything was before! Dying of old age tended to make you miss out on that kind of stuff. Plus he wasn't some punk firstie anymore who was just focused on proving he was cool.

He already knew he was cool, he didn't have to prove ANYTHING to anyone!

As he was walking, however, he stumbled upon a pair of...flip flops? Interesting. And they looked like dude flip flops too, not girly ones. Didn't find many guys wearing flip flops around here...he looked around to see who had dropped them, and nearly walked into some feet that were dangling out of a nearby tree. He blinked and took a few steps back before the run in and looked up.

Oh, hello child. What are you doing up there?

"These yours?" he asked, holding up the shoes for the kid to see. "You know you could kill someone, leaving shoes around like that," he scolded him. Someone like HIMSELF. If he had been having a clumsy day, there could have been a serious disaster around here!
HMM? Someone was talking to him?

The little Gryffindor peered down and tried to see who it was but wasn't able to see through the branches very well. It wasn't a Professor that was for sure but the boy sounded young. Instead of getting out of the tree Ezra locked his ankles together and then swung forward and dangled from the tree with the back of his knees.

"Those ARE mine. They're shoes though and wouldn't kill anybody. If I'd wanted to kill someone I'd drop a piano on their head from up here." Or at least pelt them with acorns. DARN he should have done that!

Swing, blink, swing, blink, dangle.
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