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Ameh · 06-30-2016, 03:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

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.

He couldn't open the door with his wand, Genny. The boy shook his head, holding up his hands. No wand. See? He'd left it upstairs at the trophy room, because it was irrelevant. It wasn't necessary. His love was all the magic he needed.

"Can't unlock it," he mumbled, obviously a bit distressed now. He let go of her arm, because she was not his love and he didn't need to be touching her thank you very much. But when the girl asked what his love looked like, a rather dreamy expression took over his face, and a goofy smile plastered itself on as well. "She looks like an angel. Like tiger lilies and lavender and cherry blossom trees... she's everything good in this world and I have to find her..."

He seemed to snap back to earth after a moment, and looked at her very seriously. "I have to go look... somewhere else... she's not here... I have to find her before the others do, they want to take her away from me."

And with that, the boy turned and took off toward the stairs, still bleeding freely from his face, intent on heading down. Downstairs. Outside. She was beautiful like outside, so she had to be outside.

06-30-2016, 03:27 AM	#7 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	I'm so sorry lol ♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul 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. He couldn't open the door with his wand*, Genny. The boy shook his head, holding up his hands. No wand. See? He'd left it upstairs at the trophy room, because it was irrelevant. It wasn't necessary. His love was all the magic he needed. "Can't unlock it," he mumbled, obviously a bit distressed now. He let go of her arm, because she was not his love and he didn't need to be touching her thank you very much. But when the girl asked what his love looked like, a rather dreamy expression took over his face, and a goofy smile plastered itself on as well. "She looks like an angel. Like tiger lilies and lavender and cherry blossom trees... she's everything good in this world and I have to find her..." He seemed to snap back to earth after a moment, and looked at her very seriously. "I have to go look... somewhere else... she's not here... I have to find her before the others do, they want to take her away from me." And with that, the boy turned and took off toward the stairs, still bleeding freely from his face, intent on heading down. Downstairs. Outside. She was beautiful like outside, so she had to be outside.