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hermionesclone · 10-27-2015, 07:51 PM

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Originally Posted by Shanners

This kid would get along well with Calliope, Rooney was sure of it. She had a strange fascination with scars, sometimes even drawing on her own to match Rooney's, because they were "twins". Actually, that was something that Roo hadn't said to anyone out loud for a while now. Maybe he needed to talk to her about stopping that whole charade. He liked his August birthday and they didn't look relatively alike. Everything pointed to them not being twins and it was likely that everyone else already knew that they weren't. "Jagged edge. Killed." He shrugged it off almost like it was no big deal, when the truth was that he had cried for half an hour after he fell from the stage.

Roo laughed and shook his head. "No, no. I'm making sure you're going to survive. If you live, I get extra points and I'll probably be a senior member of the club after you. I've helped lots of people do this without dying." He shrugged again, because he knew that was something people with very little worries did and he was trying his darn hardest to be that person right now. He grunted as he lifted the boy -- it was true that kids weren't the lightest, especially when you were only using your hands to take their entire weight. Ooof, man!

"R--oOOOooney. Rooney Bronwy--n." Was he going to lift himself already? Roo wanted to see him drop into the suit.

~~And stay there.~~

Jagged edge. He'd cut it on a JAGGED EDGE. And the way he was shrugging only made it seem as if he didn't really care about it or that it hadn't hurt too much. Phillip couldn't tell which but he was still FASCINATED with the scar so, right now, he was likely to believe almost anything. Lucky Rooney. "C O O L!" he whispered loudly, "You have a BATTLE SCAR!" Sort of.

Going to survive? GOING TO SURVIVE?!

WAS THERE A CHANCE HE WAS GOING TO DIE?!

MERLIN, he should have thought about this before he was, you know, ON HIS WAY UP. "What do you mean IF I live? HUH?" Because he WAS going to live, okay?! He still had a lot of magic to learn and places to go and rules to break, there wasn't a CHANCE he was going to die at the age of TWELVE. "NOW I see why you're so eager for me to get into the suit. You want to be a senior member!" AHA! Foiled your plan, Mister.

Rooney Bronwyn. PERFECT! Remember that, okay brain? Phillip let out a few grunts as he HEAVED himself up and up and.......... clambered straight into the suit! He was in a SUIT. LOOK at him!

"NOW what?"

And there weren't any jagged edges in HERE, as far as he could see.

Hm.

10-27-2015, 07:51 PM	#21 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners This kid would get along well with Calliope, Rooney was sure of it. She had a strange fascination with scars, sometimes even drawing on her own to match Rooney's, because they were "twins". Actually, that was something that Roo hadn't said to anyone out loud for a while now. Maybe he needed to talk to her about stopping that whole charade. He liked his August birthday and they didn't look relatively alike. Everything pointed to them not being twins and it was likely that everyone else already knew that they weren't. "Jagged edge. Killed." He shrugged it off almost like it was no big deal, when the truth was that he had cried for half an hour after he fell from the stage. Roo laughed and shook his head. *"No, no. I'm making sure you're going to survive. If you live, I get extra points and I'll probably be a senior member of the club after you. I've helped lots* of people do this without dying." He shrugged again, because he knew that was something people with very little worries did and he was trying his darn hardest to be that person right now. He grunted as he lifted the boy -- it was true that kids weren't the lightest, especially when you were only using your hands to take their entire weight. Ooof, man! "R--oOOOooney. Rooney Bronwy--n." Was he going to lift himself already? Roo wanted to see him drop into the suit. ~~And stay there.~~ Jagged edge. He'd cut it on a JAGGED EDGE. And the way he was shrugging only made it seem as if he didn't really care about it or that it hadn't hurt too much. Phillip couldn't tell which but he was still FASCINATED with the scar so, right now, he was likely to believe almost anything. Lucky Rooney. "C O O L!" he whispered loudly, "You have a BATTLE SCAR!" Sort of. Going to survive? GOING TO SURVIVE?! WAS THERE A CHANCE HE WAS GOING TO DIE?! MERLIN, he should have thought about this before he was, you know, ON HIS WAY UP. "What do you mean IF I live? HUH?" Because he WAS going to live, okay?! He still had a lot of magic to learn and places to go and rules to break, there wasn't a CHANCE he was going to die at the age of TWELVE. "NOW I see why you're so eager for me to get into the suit. You want to be a senior member!" AHA! Foiled your plan, Mister. Rooney Bronwyn. PERFECT! Remember that, okay brain? Phillip let out a few grunts as he HEAVED himself up and up and.......... clambered straight into the suit! He was in a SUIT. LOOK at him! "NOW what?"** And there weren't any jagged edges in HERE, as far as he could see. Hm. __________________