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Felixir · 02-08-2017, 01:34 AM

Abey was FINISHED and also he was SO SO PROUD of his house crest. It looked quite pretty actually even though it wasn't quite like how he had pictured in his head. But that was okay he supposed because basically all of his art never turned out to look like exactly as he had imagined it would look or how he wanted it to look, and also this was only for a class and he'd done it real quickly and it wasn't something he would be sticking up on his wall or anything.

Except for the fact that he wasn't actually finished but now had sort of done all the extra stuff, which meant he could no longer put off the actual work. And actually, in actual fact, Abey had sort of realised that if he DIDN'T do all the writing stuff now, and just handed in the art part... well, that was sort of wrong, wasn't it? Because this bit was supposed to be the stuff they did last. Unless he maybe pretended like his other sheet of parchment had got lost or something on the way to handing it in, or even AFTER handing it in.

If he was going to do it that way, then he would be finished, but also Abey felt a tiny little bit sad about if he was to do that, because actually he had started to have a few ideas about the house traits and everything like that, and maybe if he handed those in he wouldn't do quite so terribly on his work for once. But... but.......... buuuuuuuut........... things.

Gnawing on his lip, Abey fiddled with the edge of his parchment, rolling it up like he was going to turn it into a scroll, and looked around at those nearby. Perhaps if he could get the attention or Rula or Junia... or maybe even Théo... then they could help him out. Or any friend, for that matter. He looked around at those sat nearby, trying to catch the eye of someone who might be able to do him a tiiiiiiiny tiny eency weency favour maybe actually probably perhaps. And then keep it a secret. Maybe. Actually. Probably. Perhaps.

02-08-2017, 01:34 AM	#172 (permalink)
Felixir Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,228 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Typhon Prince Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Fifth Year x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight Abey was FINISHED and also he was SO SO PROUD of his house crest. It looked quite pretty actually even though it wasn't quite like how he had pictured in his head. But that was okay he supposed because basically all of his art never turned out to look like exactly as he had imagined it would look or how he wanted it to look, and also this was only for a class and he'd done it real quickly and it wasn't something he would be sticking up on his wall or anything. Except for the fact that he wasn't actually finished but now had sort of done all the extra stuff, which meant he could no longer put off the actual work. And actually, in actual fact, Abey had sort of realised that if he DIDN'T do all the writing stuff now, and just handed in the art part... well, that was sort of wrong, wasn't it? Because this bit was supposed to be the stuff they did last. Unless he maybe pretended like his other sheet of parchment had got lost or something on the way to handing it in, or even AFTER handing it in. If he was going to do it that way, then he would be finished, but also Abey felt a tiny little bit sad about if he was to do that, because actually he had started to have a few ideas about the house traits and everything like that, and maybe if he handed those in he wouldn't do quite so terribly on his work for once. But... but.......... buuuuuuuut........... things. Gnawing on his lip, Abey fiddled with the edge of his parchment, rolling it up like he was going to turn it into a scroll, and looked around at those nearby. Perhaps if he could get the attention or Rula or Junia... or maybe even Théo... then they could help him out. Or any friend, for that matter. He looked around at those sat nearby, trying to catch the eye of someone who might be able to do him a tiiiiiiiny tiny eency weency favour maybe actually probably perhaps. And then keep it a secret. Maybe. Actually. Probably. Perhaps. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!