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SlytherinSistah · 10-14-2014, 09:49 PM

Text Cut: Jonas, not sure if this is too late? Same timeline? Game to RP with you, though <3

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Originally Posted by Felixir

"..."

It probably did look like that. But Toby knew it wasn't quite too. He looked at Cutty for a moment, attention drawn because of his tone at first, though he didn't reall dwell on that long.

"Something like that, yeah," the Hufflepuff replied at last, smiling, and then quickly looking back at his schoolbag which was being neatly repacked by Cutty. Toby felt that familiar unpleasant tug in his chest and smiled in a strangely apologetic way at the Slytherin. "Thanks Cutty," he said again. "You didn't have to do that. 'Preciate it, though."

Toby didn't pick the bag up just yet, that thing was heavy, too heavy to just stand around holding onto. He looked at the Slytherin, and fiddled with his potions homework, turning it over and folding and unfolding and refolding and rolling it int his hands. "What're you up to, anyway?" Like, right now. Here. And now. Small talk? Maybe.

"I know." And at that Cutty sounded confused, bewildered and impressed-with-himself all in equal measure. Merlin Toby had alot of stuff. Always bored? Well so was he. But Cutty barely made that connection, if at all. He had nothing in common with this Hufflepuff or anyone else for that matter. "Joost on m'way to the dungeon."

"Where're yew headed to? On yer way to Professor Walton's greenhouse to apologize?" Dead-eyed inquisitiveness.

10-14-2014, 09:49 PM	#10 (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: Jonas, not sure if this is too late? Same timeline? Game to RP with you, though <3 Quote: Originally Posted by 2111jen Just walking along, nit paying attention, Jonas ignored the other students after and then he felt his left leg give and his ankle rolled causing him to collapse to the ground. He groaned and the other studnets were probably too far gone to notice, he looked at his ankle. It hurt a lot and it was a bit inflamed. He tried to get up. He tollerated the pain as he walked on a limp to the near by hospital wing. Thankfully it was on the third floor. What was that kid doing? Was he practicing some sort of inferi-like movements for a prank? HA! It struck Cutty as humourous. The things these lit'luns did. His facial expression even told a story. And either the younger Slytherin was very good at faking like he was hurt or he really was."Hey, wotyerdoin'? Did y'hurt yerself?" Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir "..." It probably did look like that. But Toby knew it wasn't quite too. He looked at Cutty for a moment, attention drawn because of his tone at first, though he didn't reall dwell on that long. "Something like that, yeah," the Hufflepuff replied at last, smiling, and then quickly looking back at his schoolbag which was being neatly repacked by Cutty. Toby felt that familiar unpleasant tug in his chest and smiled in a strangely apologetic way at the Slytherin. "Thanks Cutty," he said again. "You didn't have to do that. 'Preciate it, though." Toby didn't pick the bag up just yet, that thing was heavy, too heavy to just stand around holding onto. He looked at the Slytherin, and fiddled with his potions homework, turning it over and folding and unfolding and refolding and rolling it int his hands. "What're you up to, anyway?" Like, right now. Here. And now. Small talk? Maybe. "I know." And at that Cutty sounded confused, bewildered and impressed-with-himself all in equal measure. Merlin Toby had alot of stuff. Always bored? Well so was he. But Cutty barely made that connection, if at all. He had nothing in common with this Hufflepuff or anyone else for that matter. "Joost on m'way to the dungeon." "Where're yew headed to? On yer way to Professor Walton's greenhouse to apologize?" Dead-eyed inquisitiveness. __________________