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Bumblebee · 01-03-2020, 11:35 PM

To the right, to right, all the food you want to eat will be on the table to the right. King hummed to himself making safe passage to the right side of the Great Hall.

This place was pretty spectacular, now this was impressive to him. Sure it could use a little more shades of black and dark green but this will do.

There were about three tingles of anxious nerves in his hands, being new to any school was Barry (haha get it?) anxious-provoking for any human, witch or wizard. His green eyes wandered all over the scenery around him and also searching for areas that would suit well for exits in case of lets say a fire? Or troll just spontaneously occurring. Heck he would use every single human in this place as a shield in the instance of emergency to assure his safe escape and maybe if he’s feeling kind, save like one or two people, three if it’s a good day.

By this time King was feeling H A N G R Y in all six languages he was fluent in. SADNESS. "Later we'll all die said the gator to the fly!" Pressing his forehead down on the table he whined at the starvation he was enduring.

He wasn’t like his auntie Silver who would go on ridiculous juice cleanses and didn’t eat solids for a certain amount of days. Garbage! His auntie Silver was once a proud Gryffindor back in her day, not that it mattered since he got sorted in the BEST house at Hogwarts. No regrets.

01-03-2020, 11:35 PM	#15 (permalink)
Bumblebee DMLE Puffskein Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Night Court Posts: 1,191 Hogwarts RPG Name: Henrietta J. Han Slytherin Fourth Year Gryffindor	Open To the right, to right, all the food you want to eat will be on the table to the right. King hummed to himself making safe passage to the right side of the Great Hall. This place was pretty spectacular, now this was impressive to him. Sure it could use a little more shades of black and dark green but this will do. There were about three tingles of anxious nerves in his hands, being new to any school was Barry (haha get it?) anxious-provoking for any human, witch or wizard. His green eyes wandered all over the scenery around him and also searching for areas that would suit well for exits in case of lets say a fire? Or troll just spontaneously occurring. Heck he would use every single human in this place as a shield in the instance of emergency to assure his safe escape and maybe if he’s feeling kind, save like one or two people, three if it’s a good day. By this time King was feeling H A N G R Y in all six languages he was fluent in. SADNESS. "Later we'll all die said the gator to the fly!" Pressing his forehead down on the table he whined at the starvation he was enduring. He wasn’t like his auntie Silver who would go on ridiculous juice cleanses and didn’t eat solids for a certain amount of days. Garbage! His auntie Silver was once a proud Gryffindor back in her day, not that it mattered since he got sorted in the BEST house at Hogwarts. No regrets.