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sweetpinkpixie · 08-10-2024, 07:04 AM

Text Cut: Soooooooolooooooooomon

"Good luck charm? What...what are you going on about?" Sage laughed lightly and under the assumption that he was just THAT giddy that she had asked him out and that he got to go on a date (hopefully more than one) with her that he was spewing absolute nonsense. That or perhaps the influence of some Babbling Beverage but that did not compliment her any and thus was not being considered. The snakette looked around for this so-called 'good luck' charm on the table and when she saw nothing there she turned her attention to the bench and, eventually, he hand. "GAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she shrieked, her arms flailing about a bit as she shoved her hand back into the pocket of her robe to hide the transfigured misfortune. Out of sight, out of mind!

Composure gone for all the wrong reasons (remember the days when it was just Solomon being Solomon that had her getting flustered and not her own folly? Yeah, those were great times and they really needed to go back to those now), Sage glanced anywhere and everywhere around the table to avoid his face because on top of the hoof situation she had a face that was as red and as hot as an ashwinder egg. "No idea w-w-w-what you were going on about just now," she managed to spit out rapidly as she grabbed for her goblet. "Hungry must be making you delirioooooooooooooohSHUSH!" In predictable and cliche fashion, Sage knocked her goblet over and spilled pumpkin juice all down the table - which meant she, blessedly, missed those finger clicks of his.

Hey, didn't that kid down there have a whole bunch of paperclips? WAY more interesting than the natural disaster that was Sage Winter Ransom-Kruus.

Scooting a little more along the bench to avoid the drizzle of pumpkin juice falling off the table, Sage fussed with her robes awkwardly to retrieve her wand to clean up her robes and siphon up the sticky puddle on the table. "Yeah, sure...we can sort things out on the train tomorrow," she nodded hurriedly.

Well, wasn't this just a smashing way to cap off her sixth year.

08-10-2024, 07:04 AM	#16 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,745 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Seventh 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 Text Cut: Soooooooolooooooooomon Quote: Originally Posted by Emzily True, he was very unaware of any audience, though Sage posed as a good distraction from everyone else. In reality, Solomon didn’t ever converse with many people at end of term feasts. His mood was always way off as he filled with the imminent dread of going home for summer. So yes, a summer romance sounded like the absolute best idea ever, almost making him giddy on the spot. OKAY, he knew saying I guess was a terrible response but it didn’t deserve an almighty wallop with a hoof, and he didn’t think he was at all being dramatic by describing the bop as a wallop in his head. “What the heck was that?” Solly was offended, and waved her away. “Is that your good luck charm?” All he could think of was how random she truly was. Never once did he carry animal hoofs around in his pockets. Though it would be kinda CUTE if she brought it to pluck up the courage to speak to him today. The Slytherin smirked at the thought but decided it wasn’t a time to tease her. “Cool.” He replied to her lack of discussing WHAT they could possibly do together. Was that his job to instigate the date of her dreams? Was it supposed to be a surprise? It felt like something he should ask Aurora for help with. “I’ll pick you up at 8.” Solly joked and clicked his fingers, finishing with a point. Heh, heh, heh. He was sniggering a little while watching her face as she sized up the feast. "Good luck charm? What...what are you going on about?" Sage laughed lightly and under the assumption that he was just THAT giddy that she had asked him out and that he got to go on a date (hopefully more than one) with her that he was spewing absolute nonsense. That or perhaps the influence of some Babbling Beverage but that did not compliment her any and thus was not being considered. The snakette looked around for this so-called 'good luck' charm on the table and when she saw nothing there she turned her attention to the bench and, eventually, he hand. "GAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she shrieked, her arms flailing about a bit as she shoved her hand back into the pocket of her robe to hide the transfigured misfortune. Out of sight, out of mind! Composure gone for all the wrong reasons (remember the days when it was just Solomon being Solomon that had her getting flustered and not her own folly? Yeah, those were great times and they really needed to go back to those now), Sage glanced anywhere and everywhere around the table to avoid his face because on top of the hoof situation she had a face that was as red and as hot as an ashwinder egg. "No idea w-w-w-what you were going on about just now," she managed to spit out rapidly as she grabbed for her goblet. "Hungry must be making you delirioooooooooooooohSHUSH!" In predictable and cliche fashion, Sage knocked her goblet over and spilled pumpkin juice all down the table - which meant she, blessedly, missed those finger clicks of his. Hey, didn't that kid down there have a whole bunch of paperclips? WAY more interesting than the natural disaster that was Sage Winter Ransom-Kruus. Scooting a little more along the bench to avoid the drizzle of pumpkin juice falling off the table, Sage fussed with her robes awkwardly to retrieve her wand to clean up her robes and siphon up the sticky puddle on the table. "Yeah, sure...we can sort things out on the train tomorrow," she nodded hurriedly. Well, wasn't this just a smashing way to cap off her sixth year. __________________ 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