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sweetpinkpixie · 08-05-2022, 05:54 AM

Disappointing and regrettable.

Two words that came to mind when Mitsuki reflected on the term despite it being a particularly productive one. It was a similar sensation to Mercer hiding inside the couch and how the thrill of possibility had her heart palpitating. The reveal that the voice belonged to a baby sphinx had certainly been exciting for many and the eaglette found the creatures fascinating as well...but there was some truth to expectations leading to disappointment. There was always next term for a poltergeist infestation or haunting though.

With a certain aesthetically modified pygmy puff humming inside of her right pocket and her usual salt in the left. Mitsuki almost skipped her way into the Great Hall and towards the Ravenclaw table. Hands clasped behind her back where her fingers were coiled around the spine of a book she had checked out the the library last minute and may have, conveniently, forgotten she needed to return. It would be taken care of over the summer and back come September.

Her steps light as she moved past the older Nam, Mitsuki plopped herself beside Milo and lay the book on top of her empty plate on the table. Since none were engaged with conversation, perhaps enjoying the silence or playing a game since her friend was staring so intently, she felt no need to break it. That was usually a job for Mercer and he was quite gifted at it. Instead she brushed a bit of salt off the cover so the title, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, caught the floating candle light for just a moment before she tucked right back in to her reading.

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,919 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Third Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Disappointing and regrettable. Two words that came to mind when Mitsuki reflected on the term despite it being a particularly productive one. It was a similar sensation to Mercer hiding inside the couch and how the thrill of possibility had her heart palpitating. The reveal that the voice belonged to a baby sphinx had certainly been exciting for many and the eaglette found the creatures fascinating as well...but there was some truth to expectations leading to disappointment. There was always next term for a poltergeist infestation or haunting though. With a certain aesthetically modified pygmy puff humming inside of her right pocket and her usual salt in the left. Mitsuki almost skipped her way into the Great Hall and towards the Ravenclaw table. Hands clasped behind her back where her fingers were coiled around the spine of a book she had checked out the the library last minute and may have, conveniently, forgotten she needed to return. It would be taken care of over the summer and back come September. Her steps light as she moved past the older Nam, Mitsuki plopped herself beside Milo and lay the book on top of her empty plate on the table. Since none were engaged with conversation, perhaps enjoying the silence or playing a game since her friend was staring so intently, she felt no need to break it. That was usually a job for Mercer and he was quite gifted at it. Instead she brushed a bit of salt off the cover so the title, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, caught the floating candle light for just a moment before she tucked right back in to her reading. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like