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iBeJenn · 05-16-2015, 10:08 PM

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Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur

Beezey could always make Chance laugh. And laugh he did. He threw his head back and laughed. "Beezey calm your jets and out your fists down." He said teasingly.

Beezey knew the basics?? Pft. Chance didn't believe that one little bit. How many times had he down things and Beezey ended up freaking out about it? Too many to count. Chance snickered. "I hope your healing skills are better than your bread making skills." He stated, his eyebrows raised in tease mode.

Chance blinked. That's all she had come up with? The brilliant mind of Beezey had pretty much just told him to go get her food.... In a round a bout way. Chance cocked his eyebrow at her as he reached the moving staircase on the fourth floor. "I think you are loosing your touch." Chance told her. "Because that was a horrible idea."

Bianca's fists were down. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and shrugged before lightly hitting him on the arm. "It's a good thing you're my friend," she replied with a smile.

She raised a brow. "Are you doubting my healing skills because I'm telling you, I would be a fantastic healer." Like... it pretty much ran in her blood at this point. "And if I wanted I could make bread! Jun taught me how to a while back." Except she had forgotten how to. Hm... she really should ask him to owl her some bread people. Proper bread people and not the ones that she had been making that looked like blobs.

Shrugging her shoulders again, she followed him down the stairs. "We pretend to be pirates? OOOOH. We throw stuff at people!" Because that was all she could think of so far. Plus, she looked really good with a pirate's hat on and a little stuffed parrot on her shoulder. "Besides, you're not coming up with any ideas."

05-16-2015, 10:08 PM	#16 (permalink)
iBeJenn Hinkypunk Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: NYC Posts: 12,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Regina Circe Cho Slytherin Third Year x12 x2	Quote: Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur Beezey could always make Chance laugh. And laugh he did. He threw his head back and laughed. "Beezey calm your jets and out your fists down." He said teasingly. Beezey knew the basics?? Pft. Chance didn't believe that one little bit. How many times had he down things and Beezey ended up freaking out about it? Too many to count. Chance snickered. "I hope your healing skills are better than your bread making skills." He stated, his eyebrows raised in tease mode. Chance blinked. That's all she had come up with? The brilliant mind of Beezey had pretty much just told him to go get her food.... In a round a bout way. Chance cocked his eyebrow at her as he reached the moving staircase on the fourth floor. "I think you are loosing your touch." Chance told her. "Because that was a horrible idea." Bianca's fists were down. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and shrugged before lightly hitting him on the arm. "It's a good thing you're my friend," she replied with a smile. She raised a brow. "Are you doubting my healing skills because I'm telling you, I would be a fantastic healer." Like... it pretty much ran in her blood at this point. "And if I wanted I could make bread! Jun taught me how to a while back." Except she had forgotten how to. Hm... she really should ask him to owl her some bread people. Proper bread people and not the ones that she had been making that looked like blobs. Shrugging her shoulders again, she followed him down the stairs. "We pretend to be pirates? OOOOH. We throw stuff at people!" Because that was all she could think of so far. Plus, she looked really good with a pirate's hat on and a little stuffed parrot on her shoulder. "Besides, you're not coming up with any ideas." __________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a *path* between the s t a r s________________._____________ ♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...