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**Jesus Rodriguez** · 06-21-2017, 06:20 AM

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Originally Posted by Valerie Gray

Feeling prematurely pleased with herself, it was difficult not to turn her head fully in the Thunderbird's direction to watch the full execution of her transfiguration. But any desire to do so was quickly lost when she caught him rising and moving towards her out of her peripheral vision with the labrador bounding along by his side as though following its master with unconditional admiration and affection. That had not been the intention of her magic by a long shot and she could feel the agitation beginning to eat at her slightly empty stomach.

Her annoyance only intensified when he was standing over her, but rather than display how under her skin he was already she simply looked up at him coolly with a small shrug of the shoulders. "I have been such since the day I was born," she retorted with an overtly innocent demeanor. "Why ought I stop now?" Her question was rhetorical and had slipped out before she could filter it away. Surely it would be something she would berate herself over later given that silver tongue of his.

Tucking a few wisps of her white hair behind her ear, she summoned a nearby stick to herself and wiggled it towards the labrador. A small distraction while she attempted to deal with Jesus. "Perhaps," was all she offered him as a reply. Seeing that she had the dog's attention (or rather the stick did), the Wampus flung it across the courtyard towards the other pair of champions in conversation. Watching the creature take off full speed after it, she calmly looked back towards her friend. "Is that all you came over here to inquire about?"

Because he could just get to the point now that her fun was ruined.

Jesús raised an eyebrow at that, but relaxed his face soon after. "You're right, don't stop." He meant it, too. "I like difficult things," he said absently, not realizing the implication of his statement. Something of an irritating habit of his, Jesús watched Valerie, curious to see where her head was at. She seemed off (though, if he could be honest with himself, he definitely was off too.) Maybe the competition was affecting them more than they realized. Or, maybe it was the environment at Hogwarts. It was much different than Ilvermorny; Jesús still couldn't feel comfortable, even in that ridiculous Beetle.

He didn't turn to see where she'd thrown the stick (he assumed it was directed at someone unsuspecting,) and, if his hypothesis was correct, Valerie had probably sent the dog over to pester him. Or worse. "Why do I get the feeling that you're upset with me?" Which, if he was recalling correctly, she shouldn't be since he hadn't done anything to her. And, for reasons he could not (and would not even if he could) explain, Jesús grinned. "You don't need to send a dog to get my attention, you know." He meant to say more, but he realized he was saying too much and didn't need to expose himself any further than he already did.

Without asking for permission, Jesús sat down next to her, not caring that he was invading her personal space (because what personal space.)

06-21-2017, 06:20 AM	#60 (permalink)
Jesus Rodriguez Thunderbird Puffskein Join Date: May 2017 Posts: 1,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jesús Rodríguez Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Valerie Gray Feeling prematurely pleased with herself, it was difficult not to turn her head fully in the Thunderbird's direction to watch the full execution of her transfiguration. But any desire to do so was quickly lost when she caught him rising and moving towards her out of her peripheral vision with the labrador bounding along by his side as though following its master with unconditional admiration and affection. That had not been the intention of her magic by a long shot and she could feel the agitation beginning to eat at her slightly empty stomach. Her annoyance only intensified when he was standing over her, but rather than display how under her skin he was already she simply looked up at him coolly with a small shrug of the shoulders. "I have been such since the day I was born," she retorted with an overtly innocent demeanor. "Why ought I stop now?" Her question was rhetorical and had slipped out before she could filter it away. Surely it would be something she would berate herself over later given that silver tongue of his. Tucking a few wisps of her white hair behind her ear, she summoned a nearby stick to herself and wiggled it towards the labrador. A small distraction while she attempted to deal with Jesus. "Perhaps," was all she offered him as a reply. Seeing that she had the dog's attention (or rather the stick did), the Wampus flung it across the courtyard towards the other pair of champions in conversation. Watching the creature take off full speed after it, she calmly looked back towards her friend. "Is that all you came over here to inquire about?" Because he could just get to the point now that her fun was ruined. Jesús raised an eyebrow at that, but relaxed his face soon after. "You're right, don't stop." He meant it, too. "I like difficult things," he said absently, not realizing the implication of his statement. Something of an irritating habit of his, Jesús watched Valerie, curious to see where her head was at. She seemed off (though, if he could be honest with himself, he definitely was off too.) Maybe the competition was affecting them more than they realized. Or, maybe it was the environment at Hogwarts. It was much different than Ilvermorny; Jesús still couldn't feel comfortable, even in that ridiculous Beetle. He didn't turn to see where she'd thrown the stick (he assumed it was directed at someone unsuspecting,) and, if his hypothesis was correct, Valerie had probably sent the dog over to pester him. Or worse. "Why do I get the feeling that you're upset with me?" Which, if he was recalling correctly, she shouldn't be since he hadn't done anything to her. And, for reasons he could not (and would not even if he could) explain, Jesús grinned. "You don't need to send a dog to get my attention, you know." He meant to say more, but he realized he was saying too much and didn't need to expose himself any further than he already did. Without asking for permission, Jesús sat down next to her, not caring that he was invading her personal space (because what personal space.) __________________ Coming soon.