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MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| Ancient Runes, task 1 post 2 Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: This! Quote:
Originally Posted by fire_faerie "So, I saw you looking at that Daxton kid. What do you think of him?" Benzi asked as they neared the tapestry one floor down from the Ancient Runes classroom. He'd have preferred to sit somewhere on the grounds for an activity like this, but it was much too cold and it would take them ages to get there.
Spotting a bench opposite the tapestry, the Ravenclaw made a beeline for it and sat down, rubbing his hands together. He'd left his gloves up in his dorm today, which probably wasn't the best idea. "D'you want to go first? We have to," he glanced down at his card and swallowed, "tell each other something personal." "He's a lovely boy."...even if Reagan hadn't spoken to him other than that once. She could tell he was thoughtful, though. More observant...She had to wonder at the sort of things he'd learned since being back at school. See, when you were seen and not heard, it was much easier to blend into the crowd; be invisible. If she were the sort, she might've tried to extract this information from him, but Rea had put her pursuits on hold this term. She'd suffered personal tragedy and just couldn't bring herself to dig up dirt right now. Her gramma would be disappointed. "I've found it's easier to communicate with him through sign language if you know it."
Just passing along helpful tidbits, in case one of their fearless leaders needed the assistance. Dax might not have appreciated it, but people already cared for him, from what the older Ravenclaw could see. They wanted to befriend that cutie. Also... "It is drafty." She commented offhandedly, withdrawing her wand and pointing it towards the bench. A cushioning and warming charm later, and Reagan was making herself comfy atop it. Charms, she could slay. Charms were good. "Would you like me to warm your hands?"...because warming charms worked on skin, didn't they?...Reagan couldn't remember, actually. Erm...Maybe not? She'd experiment later. "...Something personal. Hmmm." What could she share that was wasn't already very open about? There wasn't much, to be honest. "I'm so open about my life." HEH. "Oh, I hope to produce an organic line of potions one day for everyday use, because animals are my friends." Was that considered personal? Reagan didn't know...
Peeking at her own cards, she bit her lip. "How about you, Benzi? Something personal."
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So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
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