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Expecto-Penguin · 09-19-2016, 04:36 PM

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Originally Posted by Jojogali

Elsa loved the first floor corridor. She spent part of her free time hanging with the portraits, studying their brushes and figures. She loved to try and copy them into her sketchpad and she secretly thought they loved the attention.

She stepped into the corridor with ease and looked over at some of the portraits, saying hello and good morning left and right, sketchpad in her hand, magic drawing quill tucked behind her left ear.

Colt thought to give it a go and look through the portraits. He heard they could talk and he never got the chance to see them fully. Surely he saw some in passing on his way to lessons but to fully engage them in conversation would be a new thing to him. As he looked up and admired in awe at how many portraits there were, he bumped into someone.

OMFFHHHH

"Whaa..?" he asked before he saw who was there. He was stunned to see Elsa there. He hadn't seen her in ages. "Woah look what the cat dragged in. How have you been?" Seriously where had she been? Under the cupboard somewhere? Now his curiosity got the best of him. "Why do you have a sketchpad with ya?" Usually he was the one doodling but I guess Elsa was an artist too.

09-19-2016, 04:36 PM	#8 (permalink)
Expecto-Penguin DMAC & DMC Augurey Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Winchesters Impala Posts: 11,757 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zarina Rae Carraro Sixth Year x6 x2	Stephanoodle \|\| Adorable Nerd Quote: Originally Posted by Jojogali Elsa loved the first floor corridor. She spent part of her free time hanging with the portraits, studying their brushes and figures. She loved to try and copy them into her sketchpad and she secretly thought they loved the attention. She stepped into the corridor with ease and looked over at some of the portraits, saying hello and good morning left and right, sketchpad in her hand, magic drawing quill tucked behind her left ear. Colt thought to give it a go and look through the portraits. He heard they could talk and he never got the chance to see them fully. Surely he saw some in passing on his way to lessons but to fully engage them in conversation would be a new thing to him. As he looked up and admired in awe at how many portraits there were, he bumped into someone. OMFFHHHH "Whaa..?" he asked before he saw who was there. He was stunned to see Elsa there. He hadn't seen her in ages. "Woah look what the cat dragged in. How have you been?" Seriously where had she been? Under the cupboard somewhere? Now his curiosity got the best of him. "Why do you have a sketchpad with ya?" Usually he was the one doodling but I guess Elsa was an artist too. __________________