06-13-2017, 11:24 PM
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Mackled Malaclaw
Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12
| Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn | Mama Giraffe | Lemon PATch | Pushed the Red Button Quote:
Originally Posted by hermionesclone .............. Stare.
If Hirsch wasn't mistaken, it almost seemed as though this young boy was wearing half of his wardrobe to this lesson. At least, his hands seemed to be slightly bigger than normal for someone of his size. He was feeling okay, wasn't he? Or was it really that cold? Or, alternatively, did Hirsch pay far too much attention than necessary?
Probably that one. "Hello, Mr Tate. Are you okay?" What? Nicky nodded a little uncertainly, curious as to if he was exuding discomfort out here. He wasn't as skilled at charmswork as his classmates were, apparently, and the warming spells his mum had placed on his clothing over break had long since worn off.
These large, double-gloved hands were keeping him focused today. That was dedication, that was. Quote:
Originally Posted by Govoni All but running to snuggle up close to the flames, Liv paid exactly zero attention to anyone already gathered. Save for Mr. Tate. Nicky would just have to deal with being plagued by her presence for the day, because friends just....Well, friends simply had to deal with that sort of thing. That was all. And he had company! Usually, Nicholas found friends to be distracting during class, but Liv would certainly help him out in this subject. And maybe scare off anyone who would otherwise make fun of his lack of expertise.
He smiled at her, a bit relieved, before Hirsch began speaking. Quote:
Originally Posted by hermionesclone "So my question to you is: which path do you take? If you had to face one of the three creatures, which one would you face and try to defeat? A mummy, a zombie or an inferi? And why?"
This was a long question, wasn't it? Uhhh....? What kind of question was this?
Which path would he take? How about turning around?
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes at all the obnoxiously Gryffindor-esque answers, he remained quiet and mulled over the utter uselessness of DADA.
Ugh.
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