SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

Daemon · 04-18-2015, 03:15 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Cutty's big eyes didn't bother looking up when he heard someone approaching. There was only the soft and crinkling sound of a fwip from the parchment pages as he turned one to find a scab healing solution. "H'mm. This one might be handy if yer fond of fightin' and want to destroy the evidence before yer get caught." He replied to the stranger before looking up at him.

He too had large, brown eyes. And something about that jawline. Who was he?

"Benzi Rider?" Cuthbert's eye squinted at his friend from before. Realizing who he was, his first instinct was retribution. As it often was when you were Cutty. "How dare yer show oop again OWTOFF nowhere after abandonin' me!" By which he meant he was glad to see him.

That ACCENT. What the hell. It clawed and scratched at the back of his head and he experienced a jarring sensation of trying to remember something he'd taken great measures to forget. Like certain memories of his deceased relatives, and friends he'd left behind.

Benzi realised exactly who it was talking to him probably a second after the dark haired teen said his name. His eyes bugged and for a few moments he was silent, just staring at those aggravatingly familiar yet foreign features until the his shock wore off.

Ignoring the content of his words completely, Benzi's face broke into a large, toothy grin and he laughed. He laughed a deep bellied, sincere, almost relieved laugh that boomed throughout the quiet apothecary. "Merlin's pants, Cuthbert Mordaunt," he exclaimed at long last, and raised a hand to affectionately punch Cutty's shoulder ~~none too gently~~, "you haven't changed a bloody bit haven't you?"

Benzi felt his heart swell. Cutty was still around.

04-18-2015, 03:15 PM	#68 (permalink)
Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,753 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2	Viva La Buttyyyyyyy :D PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Cutty's big eyes didn't bother looking up when he heard someone approaching. There was only the soft and crinkling sound of a fwip from the parchment pages as he turned one to find a scab healing solution. "H'mm. This one might be handy if yer fond of fightin' and want to destroy the evidence before yer get caught." He replied to the stranger before looking up at him. He too had large, brown eyes. And something about that jawline. Who was he? "Benzi Rider?" Cuthbert's eye squinted at his friend from before. Realizing who he was, his first instinct was retribution. As it often was when you were Cutty. "How dare yer show oop again OWTOFF nowhere after abandonin' me!" By which he meant he was glad to see him. That ACCENT. What the hell. It clawed and scratched at the back of his head and he experienced a jarring sensation of trying to remember something he'd taken great measures to forget. Like certain memories of his deceased relatives, and friends he'd left behind. Benzi realised exactly who it was talking to him probably a second after the dark haired teen said his name. His eyes bugged and for a few moments he was silent, just staring at those aggravatingly familiar yet foreign features until the his shock wore off. Ignoring the content of his words completely, Benzi's face broke into a large, toothy grin and he laughed. He laughed a deep bellied, sincere, almost relieved laugh that boomed throughout the quiet apothecary. "Merlin's pants, Cuthbert Mordaunt," he exclaimed at long last, and raised a hand to affectionately punch Cutty's shoulder ~~none too gently~~, "you haven't changed a bloody bit haven't you?" Benzi felt his heart swell. Cutty was still around. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end