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emjay · 03-15-2022, 11:30 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Her first Hogsmeade weekend meant that, since she had been dragged along out of obligation to her brother and sister, Mitsuki would be doing what she could to make the most of it. Namely this meant gaining an understand of the lay of the land and what options were behind the various doors. It was innocent daylight curiosity that brought here into the salon rather than any desire for a haircut and, upon pushing open the door and sprinkling a line of salt along the threshold, nearly decided that it offered nothing of interest to her. That is until she saw Rhett.

Approaching her friend, she waited quietly and directly behind him while he spoke with the staff. Her dark eyes shifted momentarily over to the other two girls when a curious sort of tickled revealed itself. New and unnerving, her attention returned to the the mass of red curls and spoke directly to them despite it still being the back of his head. "Will you be giving those clippings to the portraits?"

Rhett had no idea that someone was currently behind him as he was not always the most observant child. And he could not quite work out why the person behind the counter was less than impressed with his sudden outburst of a declaration as he was not all that adept at reading a room. But the question presented to the back of his head startled him slightly and he turned completely around to see Mitsuki, forgetting momentarily about the haircutting person.

"Those portraits aren't getting any of my hair," he informed her, indignant about that one dumb portrait but also finding what she said to be funny, remembering that day. "Even if it's just going to get swept up and thrown away, they still can't have it. Besides, I thought we figured they had to have painted hair anyway." Surprise, Rhett was confused again.

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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 sweetpinkpixie Her first Hogsmeade weekend meant that, since she had been dragged along out of obligation to her brother and sister, Mitsuki would be doing what she could to make the most of it. Namely this meant gaining an understand of the lay of the land and what options were behind the various doors. It was innocent daylight curiosity that brought here into the salon rather than any desire for a haircut and, upon pushing open the door and sprinkling a line of salt along the threshold, nearly decided that it offered nothing of interest to her. That is until she saw Rhett. Approaching her friend, she waited quietly and directly behind him while he spoke with the staff. Her dark eyes shifted momentarily over to the other two girls when a curious sort of tickled revealed itself. New and unnerving, her attention returned to the the mass of red curls and spoke directly to them despite it still being the back of his head. "Will you be giving those clippings to the portraits?" Rhett had no idea that someone was currently behind him as he was not always the most observant child. And he could not quite work out why the person behind the counter was less than impressed with his sudden outburst of a declaration as he was not all that adept at reading a room. But the question presented to the back of his head startled him slightly and he turned completely around to see Mitsuki, forgetting momentarily about the haircutting person. *"Those portraits aren't getting any* of my hair," he informed her, indignant about that one dumb portrait but also finding what she said to be funny, remembering that day. "Even if it's just going to get swept up and thrown away, they still can't have it. Besides, I thought we figured they had to have painted hair anyway."** Surprise, Rhett was confused again. __________________ 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