09-22-2018, 09:53 PM
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Shrake
Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Rohan
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Louis Bracken Gryffindor Sixth Year x3 x1
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
He had been trying to think about how to get her and mooncalves together again, and had SOME ideas...though he would need a bit of time to execute anything properly. Time that, well, he wasn't sure he had unless Professor Wayland would let them both help with some nighttime assistance...that also surely meant that the Headmaster would have to write off on. So basically....doomed.
Though he wasn't thinking about that too much in the moment. He was more intent on focusing on her first attempt at a bowtruckle meeting, offering an appreciative chuckle as she spread her fingers. "The quiddity of a bowtruckle," he grinned with an approving nod just moments before Professor Wayland began speaking again to move things along.
And now Derf could hardly contain his excitement.
It was, well, obvious what would be the expected assigned roles...but Derf already knew how to lure a bowtruckle - different variety or not. So he was confident that he could accomplish this task easily, but he wasn't the only one here to learn and, well, for all his quiddities...this sixth year could pull back when it mattered to reveal a bit of a wiser version of himself. "Do you wanna try to lure the bowtruckle?" he asked while holding the box out to her. You know, if all Natalie knew was that Derf had even TRIED to get her in to see the mooncalves, she'd be tickled pink and completely satisfied. So, there was that.
But now it was time to think about Bowtruckles, not mooncalves. Apparently bowtruckles were tricky little things to get approval from, so when the Professor mentioned that they needed to divide up who was going to lure and who was going to harvest, Natalie KNEW it was going to be her. If they wanted an A on their assignment, it would have been Derf, but Natalie KNEW Derf and knew that he would want her to this part for the learning experience. And to be honest, if it helped her figure out how to get on Picketta's good side, then it was worth it. "I can try, yes," she said nervously, with emphasis on the TRY.
Reaching into the box, Natalie grabbed a bit of wood lice into her palm and glanced at Derf before looking towards the trees. Then she inched closer to one, her hand open with the wood lice in it, and stopped several inches away. Then she remembered the greeting that Derf had just taught her with that bit that looked like some tap dancing and clicking. She was too nervous to try mimicking that pattern again, afraid that she'd mess it up and do something offensive, so she just used her free hand to spreeeaad her fingers like Derf showed her, to prove that she was harmless. "I brought you some wood lice," Natalie told the little tree creatures, slooooowly moving her palm forward, looking at a smaller bowtruckle on one of the closer branches. "You want some..??" Please? Was she doing this right??? |
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