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Krel Ansell · 02-09-2016, 03:24 AM

Text Cut: Damien

Well, that was one thing for her. Damien hadn't taken offense to her tone. Had he been Noah, she probably would be plummeting off the side of the bridge by now. Or be missing an eyebrow. Or a chunk of her hair...

She sighed and pushed off from the railing where she had been leaning. "No, no extra credit." Even though she needed it. Her grades hadn't been the greatest lately. "All study and no play makes for a dull day," she muttered as she turned around to lean her back against the railing so she was looking opposite Damien. Great, she thought. Now I sound like Leandor. And if there was one thing she hated more than spiders in her hair, it was sounding like her stuffy older brother.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sized up Damien. He looked pale, well, more pale then he usually did. Pale and tired as if he needed some cheering up. "What bring you out into the daylight Count?" she asked him, trying to be playful. She wasn't sure if it worked.

02-09-2016, 03:24 AM	#125 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Damien Quote: Originally Posted by NannyMcPhee Damien rubbed the back of his neck before resting his arms on the wooden rail. If there was a tone in her response, the Hufflepuff hardly noticed it. He wasn't exactly empathetic and didn't pick up on social cues. Might explain why he didn't speak to many people in the first place. For some reason, Daisy was a rare exception. So he tried. "Sorry," he mumbled. "I know how much you enjoy the academia of this place and figured there was some form of extra credit you might be working on." He glanced in her direction, attempting to gauge if there was another reason, besides the weather, that brought her down to the area. Well, that was one thing for her. Damien hadn't taken offense to her tone. Had he been Noah, she probably would be plummeting off the side of the bridge by now. Or be missing an eyebrow. Or a chunk of her hair... She sighed and pushed off from the railing where she had been leaning. "No, no extra credit." Even though she needed it. Her grades hadn't been the greatest lately. "All study and no play makes for a dull day," she muttered as she turned around to lean her back against the railing so she was looking opposite Damien. Great, she thought. Now I sound like Leandor. And if there was one thing she hated more than spiders in her hair, it was sounding like her stuffy older brother. Out of the corner of her eye, she sized up Damien. He looked pale, well, more pale then he usually did. Pale and tired as if he needed some cheering up. "What bring you out into the daylight Count?" she asked him, trying to be playful. She wasn't sure if it worked. __________________