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Bumblebee · 02-01-2024, 06:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Drake had found himself with some free time and instead of infringing on Bryony and Aryan's time together, he'd opted to go down to the greenhouses by himself and get some digging done. He always loved doing that - the perfect way to spend an afternoon! And then once he was done, with some dirt left under his fingernails (despite the earlier handwashing) and some smudges on his cheek (which he'd failed to notice), he'd headed right back to the common room to figure out a way to pass the rest of his time. He probably could have stayed longer, but his tummy was rumbling so he'd needed to grab some snacks.

Walking through the entrance, chewing on a piece of jerky as he did so, Drake was still wondering what he was going to do with himself when an answer appeared in the form of another figure in the common room. With a pleased smile, he opened his mouth to greet his friend - before noticing she was playing wizard chess which he believed required concentration so he stopped himself from distracting her. Instead, the boy just tiiiiiiptoed across the room, sliding into the seat across from her and staring down at the gameboard too. "Whose winning?" he whispered, like that would make him less distracting. Heh.

Etta had lost the track of time replaying the same game over and over again. She really enjoyed the intellectual challenge chess posed her. But it does get tedious after some time and by then she was feeling a bit fried from playing by herself. Heck, at some point she dissociated mid game. From that point forward she would purposely make wrong moves just to watch the chess pieces go at it with each other. A bit dark for the youngling, but it was fun.

Lost in thought once again, Etta sighed and stared at her gameboard. What was she upset about, really? Was the seasonal changes literally and figuratively getting to her? Being in the dungeons did not help with her blues, but at the same time she didn’t feel like going outside. Maybe for food, but she wasn’t feeling her best.

Hearing the whisper from across the table, Etta’s lips formed a smile as she looked up. ”My alter-ego, I’m afraid.” She teased, softly giggling. ”I’m not very good at chess.” She chuckled. ”Are you?” Etta smiled at Drake. Henrietta was fond of Drake, he was a very nice boy and he had a calm aura that made her feel at ease and comfortable. She very much considered him a good friend.

02-01-2024, 06:21 AM	#4 (permalink)
Bumblebee DMLE Puffskein Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Night Court Posts: 1,191 Hogwarts RPG Name: Henrietta J. Han Slytherin Fourth Year Gryffindor	Quote: Originally Posted by Chelliephone Drake had found himself with some free time and instead of infringing on Bryony and Aryan's time together, he'd opted to go down to the greenhouses by himself and get some digging done. He always loved doing that - the perfect way to spend an afternoon! And then once he was done, with some dirt left under his fingernails (despite the earlier handwashing) and some smudges on his cheek (which he'd failed to notice), he'd headed right back to the common room to figure out a way to pass the rest of his time. He probably could have stayed longer, but his tummy was rumbling so he'd needed to grab some snacks. Walking through the entrance, chewing on a piece of jerky as he did so, Drake was still wondering what he was going to do with himself when an answer appeared in the form of another figure in the common room. With a pleased smile, he opened his mouth to greet his friend - before noticing she was playing wizard chess which he believed required concentration so he stopped himself from distracting her. Instead, the boy just tiiiiiiptoed across the room, sliding into the seat across from her and staring down at the gameboard too. "Whose winning?" he whispered, like that would make him less distracting. Heh. Etta had lost the track of time replaying the same game over and over again. She really enjoyed the intellectual challenge chess posed her. But it does get tedious after some time and by then she was feeling a bit fried from playing by herself. Heck, at some point she dissociated mid game. From that point forward she would purposely make wrong moves just to watch the chess pieces go at it with each other. A bit dark for the youngling, but it was fun. Lost in thought once again, Etta sighed and stared at her gameboard. What was she upset about, really? Was the seasonal changes literally and figuratively getting to her? Being in the dungeons did not help with her blues, but at the same time she didn’t feel like going outside. Maybe for food, but she wasn’t feeling her best. Hearing the whisper from across the table, Etta’s lips formed a smile as she looked up. ”My alter-ego, I’m afraid.” She teased, softly giggling. ”I’m not very good at chess.” She chuckled. ”Are you?” Etta smiled at Drake. Henrietta was fond of Drake, he was a very nice boy and he had a calm aura that made her feel at ease and comfortable. She very much considered him a good friend.