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*Lottiepot* · 04-30-2023, 09:27 PM

SPOILER!!: Ash

Ruby was unsure whether the fountain was actually a sentient being and therefore capable of not liking someone for absolutely no reason or if it was just sheer luck, or rather misfortune, that one person was often targeted. Either way, the fountain really did need to learn some manners. “Perhaps it might be time to find an alternative spot to sit that’ll be a little drier.” She’d suggest the courtyard of the Leaky Cauldron or if she favoured something sweet and the weather was being kind then the outside seating at Florean’s was always a welcome respite. Still, Ruby couldn’t say anything considering this was the spot that she had chosen to rest upon herself.

The wandering eyes of the Cherubs hadn’t bothered Ruby but she could see how their everlasting gaze could be somewhat disturbing. It was similar to when you walked past a painting and it’s eyes seemed to follow you. Unfortunately Hogwarts was full of paintings exactly like that only they truly were moving and watching your every step. “I suppose it’s only polite” she giggled. If the Cherubs were capable of emotions and they had been ignored for the majority of their life it would make sense to enact some form of revenge on passers-by. Manners had also been instilled in the Ravenclaw since she was a young girl. It had earned her the nickname of ‘Angel’ from her dear father.

As for the other woman’s artwork Ruby was relieved to hear that it hadn’t been damaged to irreparable damage and would add to the ambience of the drawing instead. “I wish I was capable of artistic talents,” she mused. The former Ravenclaw had been blessed with her fathers logical and intellectual brain and her mothers kind warm-heartedness but sadly there wasn’t an artistic bone in her body.

“I’m Ruby by the way. Ruby Broadmoor.” Introductions had always seemed so forced to the woman but they felt necessary. She also liked to put a name to a face just in case she would come across them again and could refer to them by their first name.

04-30-2023, 09:27 PM	#27 (permalink)
Lottiepot Alley Proprietor Graphorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: winks Posts: 17,987 Hogwarts RPG Name: Apollonia Fergersnout Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Ackerly Ravenclaw Sixth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Tessa McKinley Nesting Occamy Rentals x12 x6	HeadGirlMC \| Treddie & Trixiver <3 \| Copy Girl \| Katie's Ickle Minion \| I love YOU more SPOILER!!: Ash Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat "It always targets me when I forget to bribe it. I bet it doesn't like me. I bet..." she trailed off. She bet that it was a conspiracy by the universe to make her life inconvenient. However, that was not something she admitted out loud. "anyways. I dislike this fountain." And yet... she sat here a lot. It was a good place to sit. She eyed the cherubs with suspicion. She felt watched. Also, one of them was headless. "I will try greeting them when I sit here next." "Huh? Oh..." Ashley looked down at her sketchbook, considering the spots of water carefully. "Well... it's kind of wet now. However... it's a sketch of my reflection in the water, so..................................... I think it adds to it for it to be stained with water." She had been frowning, but now she smiled a little. As long as the art was alright, so was she. Ruby was unsure whether the fountain was actually a sentient being and therefore capable of not liking someone for absolutely no reason or if it was just sheer luck, or rather misfortune, that one person was often targeted. Either way, the fountain really did need to learn some manners. “Perhaps it might be time to find an alternative spot to sit that’ll be a little drier.” She’d suggest the courtyard of the Leaky Cauldron or if she favoured something sweet and the weather was being kind then the outside seating at Florean’s was always a welcome respite. Still, Ruby couldn’t say anything considering this was the spot that she had chosen to rest upon herself. The wandering eyes of the Cherubs hadn’t bothered Ruby but she could see how their everlasting gaze could be somewhat disturbing. It was similar to when you walked past a painting and it’s eyes seemed to follow you. Unfortunately Hogwarts was full of paintings exactly like that only they truly were moving and watching your every step. “I suppose it’s only polite” she giggled. If the Cherubs were capable of emotions and they had been ignored for the majority of their life it would make sense to enact some form of revenge on passers-by. Manners had also been instilled in the Ravenclaw since she was a young girl. It had earned her the nickname of ‘Angel’ from her dear father. As for the other woman’s artwork Ruby was relieved to hear that it hadn’t been damaged to irreparable damage and would add to the ambience of the drawing instead. “I wish I was capable of artistic talents,” she mused. The former Ravenclaw had been blessed with her fathers logical and intellectual brain and her mothers kind warm-heartedness but sadly there wasn’t an artistic bone in her body. “I’m Ruby by the way. Ruby Broadmoor.” Introductions had always seemed so forced to the woman but they felt necessary. She also liked to put a name to a face just in case she would come across them again and could refer to them by their first name. __________________