09-06-2015, 03:52 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl There was a lot more to Hogwarts than met the eyes. There was a lot more than what was even on his map. Davie had to go around now and correct things, or at least correct his memory of them from when he had last been in the school.
Take this playground, for example. This was new. This hadn't been here last summer when he'd visited his mum. Hanging in the shadows for a moment, Davie squinted up at the playground and the few kids laughing and climbing and playing on it already.
It wasn't for him, nope. Now that pile of papers in the grass, though, that might be something that interested him.
Wandering over to the papers, which were a notebook and a quill actually, Davie casually leaned down and picked them all up. He stuffed them under his arm with his own parchment and map, and continued on around the perimeter of the playground, careful to keep well away from throwing/spitting/hitting/physical contact distance. Quote:
Originally Posted by iBeJenn Marietta practically sprinted to the playground. She saw it from the windows in the towers and had gotten there as quickly as she could. She may have taken a few wrong turns along the way but what mattered was that she was there now. Or almost there. Marietta could see it from where she was. She couldn't wait to climb onto the monkey bars and sit there or hang upside down or swing on it or... really anything.
But as she got closer she noticed that someone had just climbed onto it after placing something on the ground. Who brought things to the playground? Marietta only brought waterbottles to the playground but she didn't have one now. Had she known that there would be one, she would've packed her favorite bottle from home in her trunk.
Slowing down to a walk, Mari noticed another boy stop by and... pick up what the boy on the monkey bars put down before walking away.
That was probably nothing. "I call dibs on next!" Mari exclaimed. If she didn't say it then just anyone could go next and she would have to wait forever. "If you fall you land on hot lava and it's also my turn." Blaise had always been taught it was good to have constant vigilance and he WAS paying attention...to the monkey bar. All this attention. Everything. Brown eyes locked on his hands that now firmly gripped the bars so no, he didn't see four eyes--he used to know his name, honest but he forgot because his quill never scribbled it down that night--walk up ad TAKE HIS MOST FAVOURTEST QUILL EVER.
Nah, not a clue. What he did notice was that other girl from his house, Marietta, make her way over to the bars as well and mention hot lava. Well didn't that just make the game more interesting. "Deal!" And now he had a new mission on his hands. "Wish we knew how to make the ground red so we could REALLY pretend." Was his quill taking that down? It was a brilliant idea he'd have to ask a Professor about for next time.
The boy glanced to where he'd left the quill and notepad, expecting them to spring up at his want but what he saw had him falling off the monkey bars completely. Good thing the floor was cushion-y though that didn't stop his heart from falling hard. "WHERE'S MY QUICK QUOTES QUILL???" Blaise was a loud child but sparingly so and usually when he was excited. Right now....now he was just all wide eyed and panick-y and covered in sand from his fall.
It was JUST there. Like TWO SECONDS AGO! The boy heaved himself onto his knees and began digging in the sand, wondering if it was magic TOO and ATE it.
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