02-17-2016, 03:59 PM
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| Grindylow
Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Boston
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Everleigh Evans
Ravenclaw Fifth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Luca Benetti
Hufflepuff Graduated
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SPOILER!!: man!children Quote:
Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles  Something Kyroh didn't miss at ALL was that awkward growing out of your clothes stage. One day you went out, bought a cool robe that you liked and then two weeks later it didnt even fit! It was beyond frustrating. But seeing as how he was DONE with that, the sixth year had no reason at all to enter a clothing store any time soon. No reason at all.
Well....except one.
"I think I saw her go in there." Kyroh whispered quietly, as he stole a quick glance at Dima. Were they going to scare Maddie hmmm? Yess? He quickly adjusted his hat over his unruly curls, so she wouldn't be able to spot him right away, before ducking into the shop. Quote:
Originally Posted by lemon The nice thing about having normal hair, a freckle-less face, and an absolutely unremarkable clothing style was that Dmitriy had no trouble fading into the background. Kyroh might have needed a hat to hide under and a coat to burrow inside, but this gangly one was good to go.
He followed his accomplice into Gladrags, ducking his head to mask the few noticeable features he had. Best to be thorough when the target of their efforts was so observant, no? The sixth year made a few discreet turns through the aisles, bringing them right at the heels of their third musketeer. Glancing at Kyroh again, he mouthed a count to three, then suddenly grabbed Maddie from behind.
"Excuse me, miss. You're in my way." Dima nicked the dress robes she'd been looking at, holding them up against himself as a model for his roommate.
"What d'you think? I'd say I need shorter. Definitely have the legs for it." He did. Honest. The small squeak of surprise she'd given at being accosted was enough to stain her cheeks pink and she turned, wand in hand, to shake her head at the culprit. Culprits, actually. "I could hex those legs clean off, Dmitriy Toussaint," She said matter-of-factly as she reached for the dress robes he'd stolen from her grasp. "And yours, Freckles. Was this your idea?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, regarding them both. Sneaking up on Maddies was terribly dangerous business, didn't they know?
"But I suppose now that you're both here, I'll let you help me." Lucky them. Holding the robes up to herself, she looked down thoughtfully. "What do you know about dress robes?"
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