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Stefan · 05-18-2014, 03:36 AM

SPOILER!!: Beverly and Cutty

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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?

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

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.

"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.

Did the girl just raised an eyebrow on him. Why? What did he do? He was just...playing his lute for Fawke's sake. He was doing fairly well, and did not actually deserve the look she gave him.

But oh well. Not his problem at all. He was just a peasant who is in love with the lute...and trying to help ease the awkwardness that Cutty might be feeling.

Or maybe not?

Ethan had to lightly strum the strings to hear what Cutty had to say, and this made the other Mordaunt nod solemnly as if in agreement. Honest and raw right there. While both the Mordaunt boys waited for the girl's response, Ethan continued to play the instrument with closed eyes. Maybe this time he should sing, no? Just to make things more interesting. "...♫...O saw you not my laaaddyy...out in the garden there??? SHAAAMING THE ROOOSE AND LIIILLYY, for sheee isss twiiice assss faaaiiiirrrr...♫..."

Strum.Strum.Strum.

05-18-2014, 03:36 AM	#24 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy SPOILER!!: Beverly and Cutty 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? Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah 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. "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. Did the girl just raised an eyebrow on him. Why? What did he do? He was just...playing his lute for Fawke's sake. He was doing fairly well, and did not actually deserve the look she gave him. But oh well. Not his problem at all. He was just a peasant who is in love with the lute...and trying to help ease the awkwardness that Cutty might be feeling. Or maybe not? Ethan had to lightly strum the strings to hear what Cutty had to say, and this made the other Mordaunt nod solemnly as if in agreement. Honest and raw right there. While both the Mordaunt boys waited for the girl's response, Ethan continued to play the instrument with closed eyes. Maybe this time he should sing, no? Just to make things more interesting. "...♫...O saw you not my laaaddyy...out in the garden there??? SHAAAMING THE ROOOSE AND LIIILLYY, for sheee isss twiiice assss faaaiiiirrrr...♫..."** Strum.Strum.Strum. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.