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emjay · 05-24-2019, 05:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower

Oh wow. Oh wow.

The light coming through ~~lookouts~~ ~~peepholes~~ ~~windows~~ whatever you'd call them was absolutely stunning. And being that it was indeed the golden hour, Delilah couldn't help herself. Whipping out a compact, she puckered her lips and reapplied some gloss, and tested how well the light bounced from her highlight. Quickly, for the golden hour's light changed too fast for any sort of delay, she dug around her bag for her highlighter and applied some more to the tip of her nose and cheekbones.

But she wasn't done.

The wind whipped through, annoyingly readjusting her hair, and in the process of trying to reach up to make sure she didn't get too many flyaways, she'd dropped her compact. Down it tumbled, rolling away from her toes and finally resting to teeter on the edge of the bridge.

FUDGE FLIES.

Gunnar enjoyed being outside, no matter the weather, even on a windy day like today. In fact, he was rather used to the wind, considering how often he was on his broom, and the faster he flew through the air, the more the wind blew through his hair and on his face.

He hardly noticed it today as he walked over the bridge, taking the long way back to the castle from the pitch after practice. His broom resting against his shoulder as he carried it, he hardly gave the girl much notice as he approached to pass her, until he noticed something fall from her hands. Gunnar couldn't quite tell what it was from his vantage point, but he could see it threatening to fall from the edge.

"Accio might be useful," he said helpfully as his footsteps took him closer to her. She had her wand with her, right?

05-24-2019, 05:04 PM	#7 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 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 Wood'sLittleFlower Oh wow. Oh wow. The light coming through ~~lookouts~~ ~~peepholes~~ ~~windows~~ whatever you'd call them was absolutely stunning. And being that it was indeed the golden hour, Delilah couldn't help herself. Whipping out a compact, she puckered her lips and reapplied some gloss, and tested how well the light bounced from her highlight. Quickly, for the golden hour's light changed too fast for any sort of delay, she dug around her bag for her highlighter and applied some more to the tip of her nose and cheekbones. But she wasn't done. The wind whipped through, annoyingly readjusting her hair, and in the process of trying to reach up to make sure she didn't get too many flyaways, she'd dropped her compact. Down it tumbled, rolling away from her toes and finally resting to teeter on the edge of the bridge. FUDGE FLIES. Gunnar enjoyed being outside, no matter the weather, even on a windy day like today. In fact, he was rather used to the wind, considering how often he was on his broom, and the faster he flew through the air, the more the wind blew through his hair and on his face. He hardly noticed it today as he walked over the bridge, taking the long way back to the castle from the pitch after practice. His broom resting against his shoulder as he carried it, he hardly gave the girl much notice as he approached to pass her, until he noticed something fall from her hands. Gunnar couldn't quite tell what it was from his vantage point, but he could see it threatening to fall from the edge. "Accio might be useful," he said helpfully as his footsteps took him closer to her. She had her wand with her, right? __________________ 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