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Awarlesta Black · 03-15-2015, 08:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by nicole black

“Take it easy, macho man.”
Damien felt an uncharacteristic jolt of annoyance at the girl’s words, he was having a moment of self loathing and disgust, couldn’t she see that? And why was it that people were always coming to talk to him when he was upset? Couldn’t they mind their own business? And who still said mach-

He turned and the sight of the girl knocked the thoughts right out of his head, and the breath right out of his lungs. She was a vision, a dream, a perfect illusion of beauty. She wasn’t a girl, she was some elfin creature, some fairy princess lifted right out of a story book.

The Gryffindor froze. his mouth slightly agape, his blue eyes studying her intently… There was something else… Something familiar that had his heart racing in his chest… “It… Uh, it offended me.” He distractedly said, finally shaking himself free from the spell this girl’s presence had cast.

Rorie watched the boy's face contour into an annoyed expression. Ah, yes. Satisfaction of mischief. She readied herself for some sort of angry retort from the masked male and instead got his stare. The aspiring actress shifted awkwardly, not quite accustomed to attention like this. Which is saying a lot.

She was about to say something around the lines of him being a mute when he finally responded...with something rather...odd...yet, funny enough to make her laugh. "It offended you??" Laughing a bit more, she peeked into the punch bowl. 'Too pink for you, is it? Go ahead. Show it who's boss." Ro stepped back to see what this curious weirdo would do next.

03-15-2015, 08:45 PM	#76 (permalink)
Awarlesta Black MO & IMC Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: #1e3b69 #7ea16b Posts: 1,899 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sirius R. Hazelwood Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyx M. Lawrence Hufflepuff Fifth Year	Rucole Club Club\|\| film lyfe \|\| mac and cheese queen\|\| exits with trunkshot Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black “Take it easy, macho man.” Damien felt an uncharacteristic jolt of annoyance at the girl’s words, he was having a moment of self loathing and disgust, couldn’t she see that? And why was it that people were always coming to talk to him when he was upset? Couldn’t they mind their own business? And who still said mach- He turned and the sight of the girl knocked the thoughts right out of his head, and the breath right out of his lungs. She was a vision, a dream, a perfect illusion of beauty. She wasn’t a girl, she was some elfin creature, some fairy princess lifted right out of a story book. The Gryffindor froze. his mouth slightly agape, his blue eyes studying her intently… There was something else… Something familiar that had his heart racing in his chest… “It… Uh, it offended me.” He distractedly said, finally shaking himself free from the spell this girl’s presence had cast. Rorie watched the boy's face contour into an annoyed expression. Ah, yes. Satisfaction of mischief. She readied herself for some sort of angry retort from the masked male and instead got his stare. The aspiring actress shifted awkwardly, not quite accustomed to attention like this. Which is saying a lot. She was about to say something around the lines of him being a mute when he finally responded...with something rather...odd...yet, funny enough to make her laugh. *"It offended* you??" Laughing a bit more, she peeked into the punch bowl. 'Too pink for you, is it? Go ahead. Show it who's boss."** Ro stepped back to see what this curious weirdo would do next. __________________