10-21-2014, 10:21 PM
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Demiguise
Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton
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Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by JennMarie Athena had seen the small child enter by herself, well she wasn't small, possibly eight but she was still short. With an eyebrow raised she watched the child walk around the room touching the colorful walls as she did. The blonde leaned over her desk watching her the girl's mind seemed to be spinning with something the girl found very entertaining as she noticed her seemingly off in her own world in her head. Perhaps that meant she had quite the vivid imagination and that was exactly what was needed today imagination.
She gave the girl a warm smile before taking her glasses off her head, she didn't need them at the moment. "Hello, i see that you are." where was her parent to sign her in? "is your mum or dad coming behind you?" she couldn't sign herself in. Only the one able to sign her out and take her could do that. "My Name's Athena, what's yours?"maybe she could send a memo to said parent or an angry Fox patronus, maybe that would work. hmmm?? "are you going to be with me all day?" She wondered why the girl wasn't in school but atlas that wasn't her concern Her job was to keep the child safe and entertained, which was easier said then done, for the rest of the day. "Lola. Are you very wise?" Because her name was Athena. Lola knew about Greek Gods and Goddesses, but she didn't think one would be here wearing pastels. "I have to be here because I am not allowed to be at school right now. My dad has a early meeting but he said he would come and make sure-" That she hadn't burned the place down, "-that I'm okay as soon as its done. I brought my homework." And many, many other things.
"Is that the only exit?" She pointed at the way she had come in.
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