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SilverTiger · 10-18-2016, 07:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazzie

Hogsmeade was this student healer's favorite place to have her weekly dose of firewhiskey, at the The Three Broomsticks to be specific. The cold didn't bother her as much as the influx of Hogwarts students did. They took too much space when their school allowed them to visit Hogsmeade and Zia wanted her space.

So she tried her best to avoid them as she trudged up to the High Street until she spied someone that looked like she got her clothes from Fashion Funeral 101. Someone that looked suspicious...and rather familiar. Someone she saw on a daily basis at uni.

Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Zia stepped behind the lady in black and cocked her head, "Sabina?" Snort.

If anything, she figured looking like she might hex someone for stepping in her way was keeping most of the students from bothering her. Sometimes Sabi didn’t mind people staying away, at least not when she wasn’t actively looking for someone to play with. There was time enough for that later, once she’d decided where she was going to spend her time while she was here in Scotland. Until then, she was content just looking around from the cover of her sunglasses. Sunglasses which stayed over her eyes until she heard the voice speak up from behind her. The voice which called her by her full name, or the part that people did know. Granted, she didn’t recall Raf ever completely full-naming her, nor her parents when she wasn’t doing anything wrong. Most everyone else didn’t actually know her full name. Nor bothered calling her by it.

She had pushed the sunglasses up onto the top of her head as she turned to face the other girl, bemused expression on her face. “Zianna.” She could do that too. Use her full name. Even if she didn’t particularly dislike the healer-in-training, there was always a place for returning the favor.

10-18-2016, 07:16 AM	#15 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by Tazzie Hogsmeade was this student healer's favorite place to have her weekly dose of firewhiskey, at the The Three Broomsticks to be specific. The cold didn't bother her as much as the influx of Hogwarts students did. They took too much space when their school allowed them to visit Hogsmeade and Zia wanted her space. So she tried her best to avoid them as she trudged up to the High Street until she spied someone that looked like she got her clothes from Fashion Funeral 101. Someone that looked suspicious...and rather familiar. Someone she saw on a daily basis at uni. Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Zia stepped behind the lady in black and cocked her head, "Sabina?" Snort. If anything, she figured looking like she might hex someone for stepping in her way was keeping most of the students from bothering her. Sometimes Sabi didn’t mind people staying away, at least not when she wasn’t actively looking for someone to play with. There was time enough for that later, once she’d decided where she was going to spend her time while she was here in Scotland. Until then, she was content just looking around from the cover of her sunglasses. Sunglasses which stayed over her eyes until she heard the voice speak up from behind her. The voice which called her by her full name, or the part that people did know. Granted, she didn’t recall Raf ever completely full-naming her, nor her parents when she wasn’t doing anything wrong. Most everyone else didn’t actually know her full name. Nor bothered calling her by it. She had pushed the sunglasses up onto the top of her head as she turned to face the other girl, bemused expression on her face. “Zianna.” She could do that too. Use her full name. Even if she didn’t particularly dislike the healer-in-training, there was always a place for returning the favor. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥