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BanaBatGirl · 01-23-2016, 08:27 PM

SPOILER!!: Blaise BFF

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Why? Now wasn't THAT the question of the year. He must have been asked it a million times by now. He could probably give a detailed explanation in his sleep! "Because they were mean to Bentley and I don't take kindly to that. They were being jerks to him on the train so we returned the favour at the feast--but Sir Nick did tell us to attack the Hag. I got her in the face...before she told me I was gonna choke on food and plants would get me--hey, mate, you don't think she can really see the future...do you?" Not that he was worried per say but...you know...he kinda liked this living thing and always dreamed he'd die a more heroic death that his quill would take down.

And THIS was one of many reasons he was friends with David Truebridge. Snake pits? Explosions??? "Yes! Yeeesss!!! I can have my quill draft up a note then you can duplicate 'em and we can pass 'em out before the Professor starts talking." Why would he be on duplication duty? Um...hello...when was the last time Davie saw Blaise and his wand in the same room? "Courtyard's too obvious though. Why not in the trees near the pathways?" In 48 hrs, Blaise had already gotten in enough trouble to last him a lifetime.

He nodded firmly to his friend's question on the quill, ignoring his own that had still been taking notes. "Make it a command, like this." He turned to his own quill with an expectant look. "Blaise Bellaire." And away it scribbled, adding fancy titles as it went along. When it was done, Blaise extended it for Davie to see. "Now you try."

Speaking of cards--yes he was aware they were ranting about First Years as if they hadn't been them, kid could multi-task--he shoved a small stack toward him. [b]"Those are all duplicates, you can take a look at the ones you might need. "Got three Circes, an extra Cliodna, two Andros, another Queen Maeve and Wendelin the Weird--like half the girls your probably talking about." Because he had noticed them too, as busy as he'd been. "I guess one or two of 'em is alright." But he didn't make a habit of talking to them. He had GUY friends his own age he'd rather hang out with.

Oh. Well, that seemed like a legitimate explanation for starting a food fight. "In that case," David replied with a solid nod, "people should be thanking you for standing up to bullies!" He didn't know a lot of this year's prefects, except the Head Boy and Girl (and he only knew them a little). But something told Davie that those two WEREN'T the ones who the targets of the food fight. That hag though...

"As IF," the second year pulled a very disgusting face of disapproval for the hag. "She told me that I would lose a leg being eaten by a plant my mother had warned me about." She HAD warned him about a lot of plants, but... "But that was weeks ago, and she made that prediction SO FAST it was like she didn't even LOOK into her crystal ball!" He was getting infuriated all over again just THINKING about that fraud. "When did she make a prediction about your plants?" Maybe talking about the hag was a good idea. David could share his theory about her HIDING something with Blaise.

Good plan so far, yes, duplicating stuff, mhmm. Davie nodded along with Blaise's recommendations. See, THIS was one of the many reasons he was friends with Blaise Bellaire. He always saw the potential of Davie's ideas AND knew how to make them work! "Pathways... up in the trees might work, or even near the Whomping Willow. No snitches would come near the Willow, only devoted dragon-fighters and gamblers who want to bet on the outcomes." Davie was thinking it might be hard for the dragons to fight IN the trees, since they were small. But so far it was a brilliant scheme. Just brilliant.

He just had to command it like that? Looked easy enough. He glanced at his own quill, calmed his face into a level expression, and intoned: "David O. Truebridge." There. Let's see what it wrote down... "Oh it did it correctly!" Davie beamed. "Thanks, mate." He'd train it more in a bit, but for now, they had trading to do.

Eh, Davie had extra Circes and Cliodnas too.. already had one Andros, and a Queen Maeve and Wendelin the Weird... nothing new there. He sighed. "I already have those all. BUT I lost my Mopsus card, don't suppose you'd want to trade for him?" He had more than a few spares, plus now that Mopsus was missing, he felt extra-attached to it for some reason. Huh. Yeah yeah, the girls... "I did meet ONE cool one, and one STUPID one. The cool one had actually read Hogwarts, a History." Obviously the stupid one had not.

01-23-2016, 08:27 PM	#14 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	^ Ew, now I have to stalk ya'lls date every time I reply here (JK LOLOL) Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB SPOILER!!: Blaise BFF Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Why? Now wasn't THAT the question of the year. He must have been asked it a million times by now. He could probably give a detailed explanation in his sleep! "Because they were mean to Bentley and I don't take kindly to that. They were being jerks to him on the train so we returned the favour at the feast--but Sir Nick did tell us to attack the Hag. I got her in the face...before she told me I was gonna choke on food and plants would get me--hey, mate, you don't think she can really see the future...do you?" Not that he was worried per say but...you know...he kinda liked this living thing and always dreamed he'd die a more heroic death that his quill would take down. And THIS was one of many reasons he was friends with David Truebridge. Snake pits? Explosions??? "Yes! Yeeesss!!! I can have my quill draft up a note then you can duplicate 'em and we can pass 'em out before the Professor starts talking." Why would he be on duplication duty? Um...hello...when was the last time Davie saw Blaise and his wand in the same room? "Courtyard's too obvious though. Why not in the trees near the pathways?" In 48 hrs, Blaise had already gotten in enough trouble to last him a lifetime. He nodded firmly to his friend's question on the quill, ignoring his own that had still been taking notes. "Make it a command, like this." He turned to his own quill with an expectant look. "Blaise Bellaire." And away it scribbled, adding fancy titles as it went along. When it was done, Blaise extended it for Davie to see. "Now you try." Speaking of cards--yes he was aware they were ranting about First Years as if they hadn't been them, kid could multi-task--he shoved a small stack toward him. [b]"Those are all duplicates, you can take a look at the ones you might need. "Got three Circes, an extra Cliodna, two Andros, another Queen Maeve and Wendelin the Weird--like half the girls your probably talking about." Because he had noticed them too, as busy as he'd been. "I guess one or two of 'em is alright." But he didn't make a habit of talking to them. He had GUY friends his own age he'd rather hang out with. Oh. Well, that seemed like a legitimate explanation for starting a food fight. "In that case," David replied with a solid nod, "people should be thanking you for standing up to bullies!" He didn't know a lot of this year's prefects, except the Head Boy and Girl (and he only knew them a little). But something told Davie that those two WEREN'T the ones who the targets of the food fight. That hag though... "As IF," the second year pulled a very disgusting face of disapproval for the hag. "She told me that I would lose a leg being eaten by a plant my mother had warned me about." She HAD warned him about a lot of plants, but... "But that was weeks ago, and she made that prediction SO FAST it was like she didn't even LOOK into her crystal ball!" He was getting infuriated all over again just THINKING about that fraud. "When did she make a prediction about your plants?" Maybe talking about the hag was a good idea. David could share his theory about her HIDING something with Blaise. Good plan so far, yes, duplicating stuff, mhmm. Davie nodded along with Blaise's recommendations. See, THIS was one of the many reasons he was friends with Blaise Bellaire. He always saw the potential of Davie's ideas AND knew how to make them work! "Pathways... up in the trees might work, or even near the Whomping Willow. No snitches would come near the Willow, only devoted dragon-fighters and gamblers who want to bet on the outcomes." Davie was thinking it might be hard for the dragons to fight IN the trees, since they were small. But so far it was a brilliant scheme. Just brilliant. He just had to command it like that? Looked easy enough. He glanced at his own quill, calmed his face into a level expression, and intoned: "David O. Truebridge." There. Let's see what it wrote down... "Oh it did it correctly!" Davie beamed. "Thanks, mate." He'd train it more in a bit, but for now, they had trading to do. Eh, Davie had extra Circes and Cliodnas too.. already had one Andros, and a Queen Maeve and Wendelin the Weird... nothing new there. He sighed. "I already have those all. BUT I lost my Mopsus card, don't suppose you'd want to trade for him?" He had more than a few spares, plus now that Mopsus was missing, he felt extra-attached to it for some reason. Huh. Yeah yeah, the girls... "I did meet ONE cool one, and one STUPID one. The cool one had actually read Hogwarts, a History." Obviously the stupid one had not. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind