09-14-2015, 08:01 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi This girl proved to be a challenge to socialise with. On one hand, he liked that. The mysterious type of person. It made one wonder what was going on inside their heads. On the other hands, it was horrible because now he couldn’t talk about himself. And the silence was back when he went back to looking at the horizon. Or the place even higher than the horizon for him…
He looked back at her after asking if the cat was hers and the look he got made him look somewhere else again. Unluckily that was the ground and he saw the drop from in between the bars that held up the railing. He closed his eyes and counted before opening them. “Sorry, just trying to find a topic of conversation…” he mumbled , pretending that his little freak out in his mind hadn’t happened. Heights man. Ewww.
And then that look was back again as he held up his hand and this time he raised an eyebrow perfectly. “I don’t have germs or anything” he laughed as the girl shook his hand lightly. It wasn’t even a shake , she just took it for a second and then let go. He turned around now, leaning his back against the railing and folded his arms. “Nice to meet you Brooklyn” he wasn’t sure if that was the truth or not. He sighed. “Do you want to be left alone or don’t you mind my company?” They could talk about what new hair color he could try next! Brooklyn hardly cared what the boy who had interrupted her alone moment felt. It was rather obvious he was confused by her reactions, or even uncomfortable. That wasn’t her problem though. She hadn’t asked him to talk to her. That had been his choice, and she didn’t feel like she needed to be the one to worry about coming up with topics. He wasn’t really trying very hard either, but then he hadn’t left. It was rather annoying. She would have much rather he made up his mind as to what he wanted.
At least she figured he’d gotten the point of her look. It meant he wasn’t completely stupid, or way too optimistic like some people. As in, way too convinced that some day she might change her mind, when she wasn’t planning on it. She hardly noticed the second or two of her current companion’s fear, either. She hadn’t really even been looking at him anymore, although she’d turned her head slightly in response to his mumbled words. He hadn’t really been doing that good a job at it if that had been what he’d been trying to do. Not when she still figured it was obvious Tywin was her cat. He was regal like her after all.
The raised eyebrow hardly caused a reaction either. She wasn’t about to be cowed by something like that, and it was proving to be rather amusing keeping him on his toes. Keeping him unsure of what would happen next, and she’d only raised an eyebrow herself at his comment about germs. That hadn’t been her reason at all. It was just personal space. “Nice to meet you too,” she replied after another moment, turning back to lean her arms on the railing and look out at the landscape. “I don’t care either way.” She really didn’t. He could stay there if he wanted, or leave. It wasn’t as if she owned the bridge, or anywhere in the school grounds.
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