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Star-Lord · 01-10-2017, 06:20 AM

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Was that his brother on the other side of the courtyard? Brent could see the distinct color of Kane's hair. He started to wave at him but then the boy was talking with some older girl. Brent felt a tiny sting of jealously at the fact that his brother seemed to be hanging out with more girls than Brent had managed to. Brent was older! Shouldn't this be the other way around?

All of the sudden, there was a loud noise and something darted into the courtyard, causing Brent to stand up and assume a defense position. Who knew what this could be? He'd heard horror stories about some of the shenanigans around this place. A moment later, a skateboard and its rider came tumbling to a halt right by his feet.

Whooooooa.

"Are you okay?" he asked, putting away his wand and offering his hand to the girl. Duuuuude. A second ago, he'd been worried that his brother was getting more girls than he was. Now, the girls were literally being hurled at him! "Sorry you wrecked your board. It looks okay, though."

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Originally Posted by Talikins

Where was Ethan?

Well, where else but amongst his own thoughts? Swirling, and swirling away. This was nothing out of the ordinary for the Ravenclaw. His mind was a 24-hour machine that thought about practically everything. He analysed mythology, science, numbers but favourite of all he delved deep into the psychology of people.

Today in particular, though, Ethan had his mind on the psychology of himself. This tended to happen each year when school began. he'd try and understand himself a bit better in order to assess what methods who could use to push himself further out the box of social awkwardness. He'd improved, considering this was his fourth year..but still it was a moving progress. As for this year, he wanted to work on being calm around older people-particularly girls- and Boom! Smack! Opportunity hit him faster than he could blink.

Looking towards the sound of the commotion, Ethan gazed for a moment or two. The girl was beautiful-and blonde-much alike Georgie at home. Still, he felt nothing as to what he thought he should be feeling. Anyways, he took a deep breath and by the time he got up to force himself towards the girl on the floor, he was already beaten to it.

He awkwardly nodded towards the boy that looked about his age and then turned his gaze back at the girl. Basically he was trying to gesture that he meant to say what the boy had said, but of course even his gesturing skills were lacking.

Uh...well. At least he wasn't shaking-yet?

Tim slowly sat up and rubbed her left arm. Okay, she didn't expect it to hurt that much but wow, it really did today. Maybe she was just getting old and her muscles and bones were just getting more fragile with each passing second. Uh oh. That meant she wouldn't be able to do anymore crazy stunts! Not like she did them anymore anyway; he body wasn't as flexible anymore. Hearing a boy's voice, her blue eyes looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm used to this kind of stuff," Grinning, she pointed to the large scar on the left side of her face. The mark ran from her ear up to her nose. Even though they had been back at school for a few weeks, Tim was happily getting used to having this permanent mark on her face. It's like her dad had told her, 'Magizoologists usually all have a scar of their own from doing something they love.' Except Tim was testing out gillyweed when she was attacked.

Slowly getting to her feet, she smiled at the other boy too. You know, the one sitting down. "I'm Tim, Gryffindor," she gave them a small wave.

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Star-Lord DMGS & DMT Mooncalf Join Date: May 2009 Location: Gotham [GMT -5] Posts: 6,974 x2	★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry Text Cut: CUTIES Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana Was that his brother on the other side of the courtyard? Brent could see the distinct color of Kane's hair. He started to wave at him but then the boy was talking with some older girl. Brent felt a tiny sting of jealously at the fact that his brother seemed to be hanging out with more girls than Brent had managed to. Brent was older! Shouldn't this be the other way around? All of the sudden, there was a loud noise and something darted into the courtyard, causing Brent to stand up and assume a defense position. Who knew what this could be? He'd heard horror stories about some of the shenanigans around this place. A moment later, a skateboard and its rider came tumbling to a halt right by his feet. Whooooooa. "Are you okay?" he asked, putting away his wand and offering his hand to the girl. Duuuuude. A second ago, he'd been worried that his brother was getting more girls than he was. Now, the girls were literally being hurled at him! "Sorry you wrecked your board. It looks okay, though." Quote: Originally Posted by Talikins Where was Ethan? Well, where else but amongst his own thoughts? Swirling, and swirling away. This was nothing out of the ordinary for the Ravenclaw. His mind was a 24-hour machine that thought about practically everything. He analysed mythology, science, numbers but favourite of all he delved deep into the psychology of people. Today in particular, though, Ethan had his mind on the psychology of himself. This tended to happen each year when school began. he'd try and understand himself a bit better in order to assess what methods who could use to push himself further out the box of social awkwardness. He'd improved, considering this was his fourth year..but still it was a moving progress. As for this year, he wanted to work on being calm around older people-particularly girls- and Boom! Smack! Opportunity hit him faster than he could blink. Looking towards the sound of the commotion, Ethan gazed for a moment or two. The girl was beautiful-and blonde-much alike Georgie at home. Still, he felt nothing as to what he thought he should be feeling. Anyways, he took a deep breath and by the time he got up to force himself towards the girl on the floor, he was already beaten to it. He awkwardly nodded towards the boy that looked about his age and then turned his gaze back at the girl. Basically he was trying to gesture that he meant to say what the boy had said, but of course even his gesturing skills were lacking. Uh...well. At least he wasn't shaking-yet? Tim slowly sat up and rubbed her left arm. Okay, she didn't expect it to hurt that much but wow, it really did today. Maybe she was just getting old and her muscles and bones were just getting more fragile with each passing second. Uh oh. That meant she wouldn't be able to do anymore crazy stunts! Not like she did them anymore anyway; he body wasn't as flexible anymore. Hearing a boy's voice, her blue eyes looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm used to this kind of stuff," Grinning, she pointed to the large scar on the left side of her face. The mark ran from her ear up to her nose. Even though they had been back at school for a few weeks, Tim was happily getting used to having this permanent mark on her face. It's like her dad had told her, 'Magizoologists usually all have a scar of their own from doing something they love.' Except Tim was testing out gillyweed when she was attacked. Slowly getting to her feet, she smiled at the other boy too. You know, the one sitting down. "I'm Tim, Gryffindor," she gave them a small wave. __________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;