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| Dalliesa | Ab-Bot | Hogwarts Trojan War | Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh Not here. Not here. Not here. NOT HERE.
Why was Hogwarts conspiring with the people in the trophy room to keep his love from him?! Jaemin slammed yet another door and rushed along to the next one, the voice only registering for moment before his brain supplied him with the knowledge that it was not her and therefore this person did not matter. He spared a glance at her as she motioned at her face, expression flickering ever so slightly in recognition... then he went right back to what he was doing. He knew he had a face, yes. A face that was just for heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer.
"I can't find her," he said a bit gruffly, banging on a door that did not open for him. Was she in there?! Were they hiding her from him? Didn't they know that true love trumped everything else?! "I need to find her. I need to be with her!"
Maybe this girl knew where she was? He'd met her before, but... her name was deemed unimportant for recall, because nobody was as important as his beautiful, lovely, smart, wonderful lady. He reached for Genny's sleeve, gripping at it and giving her a light tug and a shake, eyes a bit glazed over. With looooooooove.
"Do you know where she is?! I have to get to her before the others try to steal her away!" She had to be somewhere. Somewhere... Genny watched Jaemin bang on the door not-so-softly, it didn't seem that this boy that was smaller than her had this spirit in him when she met him last time. Then again, she was never a good judge of character and her father urged her not to categorize people so... yeah. "Uhm. Who?" She asked tentatively, taking his voice tone slowly in and trying not to be judgmental or categorizing-y but he sounded sort of... lunatic. "We can open the door with our wands." She noted, unintentionally being helpful.
O_O
Genny got slightly, SLIGHTLY defensive when he grabbed her sleeve. She tugged back, trying to free herself. What the actual...? "Okay... no need to manhandle me, I'll help you look. No need to panic, either, or be all agitated like this. How does she look like?" This felt crazy. Sorry, dad, HAD to make a judgement. |
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