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Hera · 01-11-2016, 04:44 AM

Text Cut: gosh, GOSH

His assessment had been an honest one, an honest one that wasn't filtered at any point between his brain and his mouth. Whoops? In hind sight, he probably should have considered Amur's wrath, because it came.

The waves on this shore were seldom big enough to be noteworthy, and so it had to be magic that did it. Coupled with Amur's comment to 'cool off' it was obvious his drenching was her fault. Drawing a hand down his face, wiping away the droplets that threatened to drip from his fringe, nose and chin, he turned to spy her at the waters edge.

... "Sorry?"...

His arms were at his sides, palms turned out in Amur's direction to show that he was surrendering. SURRENDERING. But circe, she was asking for a dunking.

01-11-2016, 04:44 AM	#56 (permalink)
Hera DMC Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart First Year x10 x10	½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf Text Cut: gosh, GOSH Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani She had decided to be nice. Almost promised it, in some ways. And sure, she had teased him about his tattoo idea, but that's because it WAS ridiculous. Hers was actually pretty and not attached to some floosy love life that likely wouldn't last the year. Her's meant something and she was proud and excited about them. And then, he went and said that. When she had first been sorted into Gryffindor, she hadn't really understood why. As she grew, she started to understand. Things happened, choices were made and actions taken that confirmed the hat's sorting. This, was one of those times. It was a mixture of things that caused it. All from their banter turned argument on the rock, to the embarrassment she had just felt that she couldn't place and felt all sorts of oddly conflicted about. So, when Zeke opened his big mouth and took to wading in the water, Amur simply couldn't help herself. Her wand came out, and before he could get far, Amur cast, sending a big ol' wave right up into his face. "Oh cool off!" Why? Because he was hot? .....Wait? WHAT?! WHAT BRAIN?! And so she stood, wand in hand at the edge of the water, looking all sorts of angry-confused-embarrassed-and-regretful. How could one person have so many emotions at the same time? His assessment had been an honest one, an honest one that wasn't filtered at any point between his brain and his mouth. Whoops? In hind sight, he probably should have considered Amur's wrath, because it came. The waves on this shore were seldom big enough to be noteworthy, and so it had to be magic that did it. Coupled with Amur's comment to 'cool off' it was obvious his drenching was her fault. Drawing a hand down his face, wiping away the droplets that threatened to drip from his fringe, nose and chin, he turned to spy her at the waters edge. ... "Sorry?"... His arms were at his sides, palms turned out in Amur's direction to show that he was surrendering. SURRENDERING. But circe, she was asking for a dunking. __________________