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ArianaBlack · 07-11-2016, 03:10 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

If only James Draper were aware that his choice of nickname was uninspired and oh so very 2058. Also...if only Airey were even aware of the other man's thoughts and therefore could react and inform the man of his choices. Alas.

Quiet enough...Airey would have pinned the library as a more appropriate change of venue than a sporting event...gaming event...whichever it officially was labeled as. "Suppose being around creature feces all the time helps with he smell then," Airey brought up casually as his smooth as chunky peanut butter attempt at small talk.

30% officially 100% not realized.

Sitting back down, Airey leaned forward on his knees and - by pure coincidence - slightly over the man's shoulder. Just not close enough to not be able to dodge any sudden attempts at a first to the astronomer's face. "I actually have a bit of a favor to ask of you," he said upon clearing his throat. "Gryffindor to Gryffindor."

If only Airehead Flamsteed were aware of even half of James' thoughts. Maybe then the catastronaut would leave the Creature's Professor alone. Though James was sure that Airey wouldn't understand blatant dislike even if it hit him in the middle of the forehead. Alas.

.......

"I can only guess as to what has helped you," James deadpanned in reply. Was it too late to pick his things up and leave? Because he had already had quite enough. This is why he chose not to leave his office most days. Because a day cooped up was better than a day tarnished by the presence of Airey's kind.

Just as he began to straighten his stacks of papers and reach for the briefcase that had been tucked under his seat.... he could feel gross, warm breath run down his neck. Someone stop that man before James decided to strangle him. "Do tell," he managed through gritted teeth because despite not wanting anything to do with the astronomer, his curiosity had peaked quite a bit. But he kept his gaze straight forward, not wanting to turn and accidentally get even closer to the lunatic. Crazy was contagious around here and James Draper intended on staying sane.

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ArianaBlack Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,708 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Third Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie If only James Draper were aware that his choice of nickname was uninspired and oh so very 2058. Also...if only Airey were even aware of the other man's thoughts and therefore could react and inform the man of his choices. Alas. Quiet enough...Airey would have pinned the library as a more appropriate change of venue than a sporting event...gaming event...whichever it officially was labeled as. "Suppose being around creature feces all the time helps with he smell then," Airey brought up casually as his smooth as chunky peanut butter attempt at small talk. 30% officially 100% not realized. Sitting back down, Airey leaned forward on his knees and - by pure coincidence - slightly over the man's shoulder. Just not close enough to not be able to dodge any sudden attempts at a first to the astronomer's face. "I actually have a bit of a favor to ask of you," he said upon clearing his throat. "Gryffindor to Gryffindor." If only Airehead Flamsteed were aware of even half of James' thoughts. Maybe then the catastronaut would leave the Creature's Professor alone. Though James was sure that Airey wouldn't understand blatant dislike even if it hit him in the middle of the forehead. Alas. ....... *"I can only guess* as to what has helped you," James deadpanned in reply. Was it too late to pick his things up and leave? Because he had already had quite enough. This is why he chose not to leave his office most days. Because a day cooped up was better than a day tarnished by the presence of Airey's kind. Just as he began to straighten his stacks of papers and reach for the briefcase that had been tucked under his seat.... he could feel gross, warm breath run down his neck. Someone stop that man before James decided to strangle him. "Do tell," he managed through gritted teeth because despite not wanting anything to do with the astronomer, his curiosity had peaked quite a bit. But he kept his gaze straight forward, not wanting to turn and accidentally get even closer to the lunatic. Crazy was contagious around here and James Draper intended on staying sane. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon**!