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SlytherinSistah · 05-17-2014, 07:42 PM

Text Cut: Ethan, helpin a brotha out! XD

Ah, atmosphere.

Cutty was definitely, DEFINITELY keeping this kid around. I mean, look at him! Strumming that lute and donning that hat. And although Cutty considered himself good at knowing things about people just by looking at him, but he wouldn't have guessed he was such a fine lute player. And to an experienced ear with years of experience playing the lute, Ethan Mordaunt may or may not have been too good. That didn't matter. Cutty liked what he was hearing and even more so what he was seeing.

Yes. Ethan Mordaunt. You stay.

Merlin. How great would it be if he were actually related to this guy.

What if he was related to that man at the train depot too, though? Cutty didn't trust him. He was too anti-gum chewing and hard to manipulate.

Text Cut: Bevie-bibi! <3

"Yes, I am." He admitted in the one and same calm tone as the one in which he'd addressed her just now. A serene sort of look about his expression. "I am a bit...late to admit this, booht I've always thought you were a very pretty gehl. Ever since I said 'hi' to yer at the opening feast." He spoke so casually as if... . "And I know I can trust you. You could've done a number of things to my wand whilst you had it in your possession. Even broken it." ...Well, wasn't it at least in some part true? "So you see, when I say that you're a very pretty gehl, I wasn't just rehfehrin' to your exterior...booht, for certain, nothins wrong with that." He might've thought Bev too shy from the gate to have held eye contact, but he made it here and looked into the spectrum of colour that were neither one nor the other, yet them all at the same time.

05-17-2014, 07:42 PM	#23 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Text Cut: Ethan, helpin a brotha out! XD Quote: Originally Posted by Mordred Being a new kid in school, everything seemed very interesting. Ethan wasn’t in the mood to talk to anybody that moment, and just decided to saunter around the common room looking at the different, interesting stuff that was inside their common room. He did however, caught a familiar voice of a boy and he immediately turned around. It was Cutty! Yeah, the other Mordaunt kid. And who’s that girl beside him? He’d seen her around school but never got introduced. Ethan decided against the thought of plopping down next to Cutty since it seemed he was in some sort of business with her. Ethan caught his words…and this made the Slytherin grin like an idiot. Was Cutty trying to say something to his female companion? Like… ‘Hey, I like you, you know?’ Muehehehe. Yeah, it looked awkward all right, and Ethan will make it more awkward. The Slytherin tracked back to where he saw a Lute, and donned a feathered cap from nearby. He started to strum the instrument dramatically, as if serenading the couple. Nothing to see here, really. Just a modern young man, helping a brother out through his…18th Century music. Ah, atmosphere. Cutty was definitely, DEFINITELY keeping this kid around. I mean, look at him! Strumming that lute and donning that hat. And although Cutty considered himself good at knowing things about people just by looking at him, but he wouldn't have guessed he was such a fine lute player. And to an experienced ear with years of experience playing the lute, Ethan Mordaunt may or may not have been too good. That didn't matter. Cutty liked what he was hearing and even more so what he was seeing. Yes. Ethan Mordaunt. You stay. Merlin. How great would it be if he were actually related to this guy. What if he was related to that man at the train depot too, though? Cutty didn't trust him. He was too anti-gum chewing and hard to manipulate. Text Cut: Bevie-bibi! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz Beverly had a knack for observing reactions, face expressions and all that in which she could guess what the person was thinking. So when she opened the wooden box, her eyes were glued on Cutty. The whimper from the Slytherin boy solicited a small quirk of her lips, forming the faintest of smirks. Eyes following his movements, she almost closed the lid herself when Cutty did so himself. Which she had not expected. Teasing could have happened, and she might have even let him touch some of the gold, but it seemed to be too much for Cutty Mordaunt. HA! Wait. Hold up. Cutty just first named her and...that tone. She may not be experienced in many things, but THIS. ~~Was he hitting on her?!~~ Beverly didn't know whether to laugh or scowl at him. No hitting on her without her permission! That's how things worked in the House of Wayne. She leaned a bit forward, placing her hands over her box. "I know that, Mordaunt. Did my jewels get to your--" head, she was going to say, but there was music... Switching her gaze to the Lute boy and blinking at him, she raised an eyebrow. What. Was. He. Doing? HOLD IT. No, bahaha! Just NO. Was this Cutty's idea? Brows pinching together, her eyes landed sharply back on Cutty. "Are you trying to woo me or something?" What the Fawkes? "Yes, I am." He admitted in the one and same calm tone as the one in which he'd addressed her just now. A serene sort of look about his expression. "*I am a bit...late to admit this, booht I've always thought you were a very pretty gehl. Ever since I said 'hi'* to yer at the opening feast." He spoke so casually as if... . "And I know I can trust you. You could've done a number of things to my wand whilst you had it in your possession. Even broken it." ...Well, wasn't it at least in some part true? "So you see, when I say that you're a very pretty gehl, I wasn't just rehfehrin' to your exterior...booht, for certain, nothins wrong with that.**" He might've thought Bev too shy from the gate to have held eye contact, but he made it here and looked into the spectrum of colour that were neither one nor the other, yet them all at the same time. __________________