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SilverTiger · 09-05-2014, 10:07 AM

The people sitting at the Slytherin table seemed way more… well, just more than the other tables. There wasn’t the chaos that could be seen from where Brooklyn had placed herself, not far from the prefects and therefore the boy and girl from the lake as well. She still hadn’t decided what to think of the boy, and she still remembered the look the girl had given her after her attempt at helping with the boat situation. She felt like there might be competition there, and that meant keeping her close. Except she wasn’t going to be the one to introduce herself. That would be up to the other girl, who had apparently kept losing her kitten. Tywin was currently curled up on her own lap, half hidden underneath the table. She wasn’t about to worry about him when there were so many other things to consider. Like figuring out who actually might deserve to know who she was, who she might bother to introduce herself to.

Like the older boy who had welcomed them all, and verified that they were the best house. Maybe he’d said it was a very cool house, but Brooklyn was taking that to mean it was the best. It had to be, since people weren’t exactly acting like crazy people here. “Thank you,” she replied, speaking loud enough so he’d hear her and giving him her best smile. There might have been a bit of smugness to it as well, but that was a given. She knew she was where she was supposed to be. Besides, she’d heard the same in his voice, so there. Plus, it proved to certain others that she actually could be polite when she wanted to be.

There was another way she could prove it as well, and maybe make sure that the really important people were on her side. She had heard the prefect’s whisper toward the other two firsties, after all, and neither of them seemed like they were going to listen to the advice. Proving herself to professors was always important, even if she’d rather not put in the work. Getting her name known was important, and she wasn’t about to risk a bad reputation. Therefore, shifting her kitten onto the bench where she’d been sitting, to save her seat, she had gotten up and approached the professor at her seat. “Thank you Professor Bellaire,” she said, giving her a little curtsy. She wasn’t getting a thank you for the welcome from all the way over where she’d been sitting, like the boy had gotten.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year x5 x3	Mostly Grayson and Bellaire, but mentions of Ethan, Dante and Maggie as well Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict The people sitting at the Slytherin table seemed way more… well, just more than the other tables. There wasn’t the chaos that could be seen from where Brooklyn had placed herself, not far from the prefects and therefore the boy and girl from the lake as well. She still hadn’t decided what to think of the boy, and she still remembered the look the girl had given her after her attempt at helping with the boat situation. She felt like there might be competition there, and that meant keeping her close. Except she wasn’t going to be the one to introduce herself. That would be up to the other girl, who had apparently kept losing her kitten. Tywin was currently curled up on her own lap, half hidden underneath the table. She wasn’t about to worry about him when there were so many other things to consider. Like figuring out who actually might deserve to know who she was, who she might bother to introduce herself to. Like the older boy who had welcomed them all, and verified that they were the best house. Maybe he’d said it was a very cool house, but Brooklyn was taking that to mean it was the best. It had to be, since people weren’t exactly acting like crazy people here. “Thank you,” she replied, speaking loud enough so he’d hear her and giving him her best smile. There might have been a bit of smugness to it as well, but that was a given. She knew she was where she was supposed to be. Besides, she’d heard the same in his voice, so there. Plus, it proved to certain others that she actually could be polite when she wanted to be. There was another way she could prove it as well, and maybe make sure that the really important people were on her side. She had heard the prefect’s whisper toward the other two firsties, after all, and neither of them seemed like they were going to listen to the advice. Proving herself to professors was always important, even if she’d rather not put in the work. Getting her name known was important, and she wasn’t about to risk a bad reputation. Therefore, shifting her kitten onto the bench where she’d been sitting, to save her seat, she had gotten up and approached the professor at her seat. “Thank you Professor Bellaire,” she said, giving her a little curtsy. She wasn’t getting a thank you for the welcome from all the way over where she’d been sitting, like the boy had gotten. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥