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SilverTiger · 01-11-2023, 02:46 AM

The very mention of a magical creature sleepover had piqued the thirteen-year-old’s mind, and the fact Vera was going to it had cemented the whole plan. Except, Sable Ileana had taken longer to get ready, changing into her favorite pajamas. Namely, a t-shirt she’d nicked from Sterling and Juli’s place over the summer (she wasn’t entirely positive whose it had been but it was oversized and comfy and both people were among her favorites so it didn’t really matter) and some blue pajama pants, with the addition of her captain’s coat and fuzzy slippers since they were outside. Plus, she’d brought her schoolbag along, just to store her notebook and some snacks in case there wasn’t anything good already there.

Eventually, she’d ran down from the common room and skidded to a stop near Bestie, having snagged a sleeping bag, pillow and blanket as she’d passed the stack provided for them, waving at everyone else who was there she knew (including the proefssors) before looping an arm around Vera’s. She was determined to be prepared for anything. Like the owl over there hooting at the group. Interesting, but also not really that curious.

It was a creature sleepover, after all.

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The extent of the experience Giselle had with sleepovers or campouts was mostly from the times they’d all visited Aunt Bella in Egypt or wherever else she was at the time, and honestly the small brunette hadn’t entirely come to a conclusion as to if she liked them or not. She liked meeting people, and she wasn’t against meeting creatures, but she wasn’t looking forward to the possibility of being cold and dirty. Unless they got to meet an actual dragon, because that would be cool. The one thing she hadn’t gotten to do yet, not that she wasn’t familiar with all sorts of artificial dragons. Given her own plushie and the various ones mum had at home. Plus Xander’s lizard.

Meraxes had been left on her bed in the Slytherin dorm, though, Giselle having decided to bring her kitten with her instead. Mysaria ought to be allowed since it was a sleepover organized by Aunt Hady, after all. The kitten was securely tucked under a flannel-lined pink silk pajama arm as the firstie had arrived at the pastures to see the group that had arrived, her pillow tucked under the other arm. She trusted Aunt Hady, but pillows were something she was particular about.

Therefore, she had no arm to wave with, but the creatures professor had gotten a grin from her, before she went over to join Maisey and the other firsties. “Probably if someone told you that you snored”, she responded, even before she could wonder why they were even worried about the topic. Obviously she knew by now if her dormmates snored, and it was inexcusable if people weren’t willing to inform anyone if they did.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,215 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Vera ("Bestie"), and the firsties (Giselle) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict The very mention of a magical creature sleepover had piqued the thirteen-year-old’s mind, and the fact Vera was going to it had cemented the whole plan. Except, Sable Ileana had taken longer to get ready, changing into her favorite pajamas. Namely, a t-shirt she’d nicked from Sterling and Juli’s place over the summer (she wasn’t entirely positive whose it had been but it was oversized and comfy and both people were among her favorites so it didn’t really matter) and some blue pajama pants, with the addition of her captain’s coat and fuzzy slippers since they were outside. Plus, she’d brought her schoolbag along, just to store her notebook and some snacks in case there wasn’t anything good already there. Eventually, she’d ran down from the common room and skidded to a stop near Bestie, having snagged a sleeping bag, pillow and blanket as she’d passed the stack provided for them, waving at everyone else who was there she knew (including the proefssors) before looping an arm around Vera’s. She was determined to be prepared for anything. Like the owl over there hooting at the group. Interesting, but also not really that curious. It was a creature sleepover, after all. ----- The extent of the experience Giselle had with sleepovers or campouts was mostly from the times they’d all visited Aunt Bella in Egypt or wherever else she was at the time, and honestly the small brunette hadn’t entirely come to a conclusion as to if she liked them or not. She liked meeting people, and she wasn’t against meeting creatures, but she wasn’t looking forward to the possibility of being cold and dirty. Unless they got to meet an actual dragon, because that would be cool. The one thing she hadn’t gotten to do yet, not that she wasn’t familiar with all sorts of artificial dragons. Given her own plushie and the various ones mum had at home. Plus Xander’s lizard. Meraxes had been left on her bed in the Slytherin dorm, though, Giselle having decided to bring her kitten with her instead. Mysaria ought to be allowed since it was a sleepover organized by Aunt Hady, after all. The kitten was securely tucked under a flannel-lined pink silk pajama arm as the firstie had arrived at the pastures to see the group that had arrived, her pillow tucked under the other arm. She trusted Aunt Hady, but pillows were something she was particular about. Therefore, she had no arm to wave with, but the creatures professor had gotten a grin from her, before she went over to join Maisey and the other firsties. “Probably if someone told you that you snored”, she responded, even before she could wonder why they were even worried about the topic. Obviously she knew by now if her dormmates snored, and it was inexcusable if people weren’t willing to inform anyone if they did. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥