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emjay · 02-01-2019, 01:35 AM

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Originally Posted by Shanners

Odaline was content with not having her own reflection to deal with, so sitting here was kind to her soul. She knew that she wasn't alone in the corridor when she heard the footsteps of someone approaching. Oda didn't look to see who it was until the person was behind her and speaking.

With a raised eyebrow, she glanced between the older boy behind her and then back to the mirror.

"Alternate reality." Two words! See, that was progress for her!

Gunnar's eyes drifted from the odd mirror to the young girl on the floor as she spoke. She didn't seem to pay him much mind, but he could hardly be bothered with that. He often preferred that to overtly friendly anyway as so many people he knew were perpetually bouncing off the walls.

But the idea an alternate reality was admittedly cool and he lifted his eyes to the mirror again as he tried to peer closer. "Maybe," he started thoughtfully, trying to see anything that would confirm that he wasn't just looking at a still painting. Was that a shadow?

"What do you think's going on in there?" Maybe she was sitting there long enough to come up with a theory.

02-01-2019, 01:35 AM	#5 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners Odaline was content with not having her own reflection to deal with, so sitting here was kind to her soul. She knew that she wasn't alone in the corridor when she heard the footsteps of someone approaching. Oda didn't look to see who it was until the person was behind her and speaking. With a raised eyebrow, she glanced between the older boy behind her and then back to the mirror. "Alternate reality." Two words! See, that was progress for her! Gunnar's eyes drifted from the odd mirror to the young girl on the floor as she spoke. She didn't seem to pay him much mind, but he could hardly be bothered with that. He often preferred that to overtly friendly anyway as so many people he knew were perpetually bouncing off the walls. But the idea an alternate reality was admittedly cool and he lifted his eyes to the mirror again as he tried to peer closer. "Maybe," he started thoughtfully, trying to see anything that would confirm that he wasn't just looking at a still painting. Was that a shadow? "What do you think's going on in there?" Maybe she was sitting there long enough to come up with a theory. __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line