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Cassirin · 09-25-2015, 02:17 AM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Bounc. Bounce. Bounce.

He was meant to be catching the ball, he knew that much and he was meant to be tossing it at the wall then having his wand at the ready to slow it down on its way back to him but he didn't want to. That was it; he just didn't want to. Nothing more to it. No hidden side story as far as his quill and notepad that floated near him could tell.

The problem was, no one seemed to believe him when he said he was done trying with his rotten, dirty, no good wand and magic in general. As far as he was concerned, he took this ball from the seating area of the Professor's office. How would SHE know whether or not he actually cast spells on it? He could keep bouncing it idly in the hall like he was now; she'd be none the wiser and so he continued,

Bounce. Bounce."

Everyone should have been happy enough he even brought the bloody thing in its holster. His first thought had been to LEAVE it in the dorm.

Dot's feet hurt, but she was still skipping down the hall like they felt fine. Her feet were always going to hurt, probably, since they were what made a dancer, right? So she better figure out how to live her life with slightly painful feet or else she'd just be a complainy complainerson.

Anyway. There happened to be a morose ickle right THERE in the corridor, bouncing his ball and looking dejected, and Dot wondered if her badge was charmed to make her want to HUG morose looking ickles. Because she wanted to hug his little sad face off right NOW.

"Give it here, then, and we'll play catch. It'll be fun." Probably not, actually, since catch was one of those activities that required additional hand eye coordination. Luckily, Dot intended to banish the ball, rather than catch it. That... that would be fun. Good bye, ball.

09-25-2015, 02:17 AM	#3 (permalink)
Cassirin Legacy!! Manticore Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Nom nom nom Posts: 43,197 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mercer Branxton Ravenclaw Seventh Year x7 x8	Post 1 Made of Awesome \| Ern-la the Best-wa \| TZ's Apogee Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Bounc. Bounce. Bounce. He was meant to be catching the ball, he knew that much and he was meant to be tossing it at the wall then having his wand at the ready to slow it down on its way back to him but he didn't want to. That was it; he just didn't want to. Nothing more to it. No hidden side story as far as his quill and notepad that floated near him could tell. The problem was, no one seemed to believe him when he said he was done trying with his rotten, dirty, no good wand and magic in general. As far as he was concerned, he took this ball from the seating area of the Professor's office. How would SHE know whether or not he actually cast spells on it? He could keep bouncing it idly in the hall like he was now; she'd be none the wiser and so he continued, Bounce. Bounce." Everyone should have been happy enough he even brought the bloody thing in its holster. His first thought had been to LEAVE it in the dorm. Dot's feet hurt, but she was still skipping down the hall like they felt fine. Her feet were always going to hurt, probably, since they were what made a dancer, right? So she better figure out how to live her life with slightly painful feet or else she'd just be a complainy complainerson. Anyway. There happened to be a morose ickle right THERE in the corridor, bouncing his ball and looking dejected, and Dot wondered if her badge was charmed to make her want to HUG morose looking ickles. Because she wanted to hug his little sad face off right NOW. "Give it here, then, and we'll play catch. It'll be fun." Probably not, actually, since catch was one of those activities that required additional hand eye coordination. Luckily, Dot intended to banish the ball, rather than catch it. That... that would be fun. Good bye, ball. __________________ ★ Dawn ★ Awakening ★ Spiritual ★ Hopeful ★ Honest