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sweetpinkpixie · 01-08-2023, 02:00 AM

After spending an afternoon emptying the contents of a Quintaped's worth (meaning five) of polishing oils and at least double that number of rags, the suits of armor leading to the boys bathroom were considerably more pristine and reflective and not a single one in the spot that they ought to be. While she and Mercer may not have accomplished his list item of 'polish the suits of armor to make a rainbow', Mitsuki did believe that they had made a considerable contribution to the flow of air in these particular corridors (she even removed her little dish of salt from the central most window pane) and Hogwarts and all its inhabitants could sleep better.

The ones that slept in the castle this evening at least. There was little she could do to fix the ominous flow of brisk air outside and she only had so much salt in the pockets of her onesie and she had been rather busy that afternoon without time to properly refill.

The theme was entirely coincidental.

Under the educated assumption that her companion, Mercer, would be hungry considering all the manual labor and disappointment...the fourth year lead them over to the food and drinks. Her eyes wandered a bit, namely to Yumeki-sempai and withheld a certain lurch, though she dare not interrupt anyone or disturb this comfortable space. "There is hot chocolate," she noted with an additional indication of one of her slender fingers. "And poorly done taxidermy."

Was she being serious or attempting a joke as her eyes fell upon the stuffed animals? Hard to tell with her rather deadpan delivery and modestly disengaged stare.

01-08-2023, 02:00 AM	#16 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,929 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth 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 After spending an afternoon emptying the contents of a Quintaped's worth (meaning five) of polishing oils and at least double that number of rags, the suits of armor leading to the boys bathroom were considerably more pristine and reflective and not a single one in the spot that they ought to be. While she and Mercer may not have accomplished his list item of 'polish the suits of armor to make a rainbow', Mitsuki did believe that they had made a considerable contribution to the flow of air in these particular corridors (she even removed her little dish of salt from the central most window pane) and Hogwarts and all its inhabitants could sleep better. The ones that slept in the castle this evening at least. There was little she could do to fix the ominous flow of brisk air outside and she only had so much salt in the pockets of her onesie and she had been rather busy that afternoon without time to properly refill. The theme was entirely coincidental. Under the educated assumption that her companion, Mercer, would be hungry considering all the manual labor and disappointment...the fourth year lead them over to the food and drinks. Her eyes wandered a bit, namely to Yumeki-sempai and withheld a certain lurch, though she dare not interrupt anyone or disturb this comfortable space. "There is hot chocolate," she noted with an additional indication of one of her slender fingers. "And poorly done taxidermy." Was she being serious or attempting a joke as her eyes fell upon the stuffed animals? Hard to tell with her rather deadpan delivery and modestly disengaged stare. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes