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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year | ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: The Dog Pile + One :) Quote:
Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur Foooooood. Food was Noelle's best friend... well second best friend. Okay... maybe like her 5th best friend. But you could never have too many best friends! She sprinted down to the Great Hall. In dire need of food. Her stomach demanded it.
Her little legs took her to where she was supposed to go. Since this was the first place she had been to when coming to when she got to Hogwarts, it was really the only place she knew besides the common room. Noelle ran, determined to get a buttery yummy warm biscuit. It was calling for her.
Did someone call her name? Noelle looked backward as she ran because she KNEW someone had called her name. CRASH
Noelle went sprawling into people. She ended up on her back with limbs entangled. She moaned because little body colliding. "Sorry sorry!" She exclaimed as she tried to disentangle herself from the others. Quote:
Originally Posted by Scorpio Vulpeculae Sabbath was feeling peckish and had just slipped into the Great Hall, when he overheard someone give a grunt ‘oomph’. There was a clatter and clash and he saw that a young girl who’d been scuttling along at breakneck speed while looking back over her shoulder had crashed headlong into someone else. She’d gone sprawling onto the floor and was struggling to disentangle herself. Sabbath put down the guitar he’d been carrying and jogged over to see if he could help.
He knelt down on one knee and offered his hand to the girl (Noelle) to help her regain her footing, he noticed how soft her hand was in his. “Please, let me help you” he said gently. She looked a little bewildered and kept exclaiming “sorry, sorry”.
Sabbath looked down into the girl's wide blue eyes “Are you ok?”, he said with concern, “that was a nasty tumble!”. “Oh, how rude of me, let me introduce myself - I’m Sabbath” He flashed a smile at her, still holding her hand, his black eyes warm. She really was very pretty!
Sabbath looked over to the two guys sprawled on the floor (Tom, and Sabel), the girl's blue eyes had almost made him forget they were there... "sorry guys, are you both Ok? . He offered to help them up, too, and gave a lop-sided grin. Quote:
Originally Posted by ChapterEight Tom startled at the unexpected contact and spun around to come face-to-chest with someone much taller than himself. Oh. A professor, then. "Thank you, professor!" he smiled in appreciation. It didn't actually help him to make a decision--did he want views or a chat or what?! But he appreciated it anytime that an adult took the time to give him any small measure of attention, and it was good information to have.
Tom had just opened his mouth to laugh at the professor's joke when...
Something collided hard with his side and then Tom landed even harder on the unforgiving stone floor of the Great Hall. His elbow hit first and then crumpled under the rest of his body. "Oooow..." he groaned.
He heard the person who had run into them--a girl around his age, it seemed--apologize repeatedly and then felt when she was removed from their tangle of limbs.
Tom sat up slowly, bringing his uninjured arm up to cradle the other against his chest. He blinked back tears, but his voice was still shaky when he spoke. "I--I--I think it's broken." He had to remember, not to sneak up on people. One day he was going to get a wand to the chest, and probably a good dose of jelly-legs or slug vomiting. So far, however, he had yet to encounter one who had as quick wand-drawing reflexes as they did spinning reflexes.
But the boy wasn't too traumatized by the unexpected advice, which was good. Save that he still looked a bit bewildered and overwhelmed. There was something else forming on the kid's face, when suddenly the world shook. It might have been little more than a flee bite, had there not been some flailing limbs, his foot set to walking forward and another toppling kid - namely the boy.
In a blink, or two, Sabel found himself on the ground, blinking up at the rather pleasant roof of the Great Hall. There were suddenly more voices than he remembered in the mix, a couple 'sorries' and.... GUYS?
Pushing himself up onto his elbows, Sabel blinked at the mess of limbs and bodies about. It was like a bad case of jenga, but it seemed the young girl was already being helped out of the mix by an onlooker. A firstie, given the height of the kid. "Nice to know chivalry isn't dead." Sabel chuckled, declining the offer for a hand up and pushing himself to his feet. He'd probably pull the kid right down if he did accept the offer up. He was about to offer a comment to the young girl too, to try and stay her worries of apologies, when it was put on hold by the groan of pain from close-by, alongside the words 'broken'. "Sweet Merlin." Wouldn't be a breakfast at Hogwarts without someone needing a trip to the Healer's. Wincing, Sabel turned to the kid, squatting down by his side. "Let's have a look then. Can you move it?"
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