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DaniDiNardo · 08-18-2024, 07:33 AM

SPOILER!!: Idris

With her nose still smarting, Rae forced her gaze up to the boy. He appeared comparatively unscathed--no surprise, really, Rae was small even for her age. "I'm alright," she said. She'd had harder knocks on the streets, including the one that left that chip on her front left tooth. If she couldn't handle a bit of a bump, she'd have never survived all the years she had.

The question of finding her parents brought her full attention to him. A cold shiver ran through her as a scowl set itself onto her face. Rae had only just gotten rid of the woman and didn't fancy being returned to her any time soon. With that decided, the little girl shook her head adamantly. "You don't have to trouble yourself," Rae said, doing her best to sound proper and unlike someone on the run.

"My parents are waiting for me by the," she needed a name. She needed a name! Think. There had been several shops passed on the way to this one. What was that one--"The Leaking Cauldron. We've been walking for ages and they're tired but I wanted to explore for a bit longer." That...seemed like something families would do...

If she had parents, Rae liked the thought that they wouldn't have smothered her but would allow her to roam freely as she liked. They certainly wouldn't be anything like the militant Mrs. Birch who didn't let her get away with anything.

"What're the ingredients for?"

08-18-2024, 07:33 AM	#27 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Idris Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Idris had not yet arrived at an answer to his non verbal question when there was a force much like someone a full grown crup leaping onto him happened. He dropped the notebook he had been holding, not because he was injured or anything; it was more because he was startled. Id actually look down on the ground, expecting to see a runaway crup prancing around in sheer delight and energy. There was no four legged creature, of course, but there was a younger human standing near to him. “All good.” Id bent and grabbed his book. “Are you though?” At least there didn’t seem to be any broken nose involved as it was blood-free. “Do you need your parents? Or whomever you’re here with?” They must be around, right? “Or if you’re okay, and you need help finding ingredients?” Always helpful he was. With her nose still smarting, Rae forced her gaze up to the boy. He appeared comparatively unscathed--no surprise, really, Rae was small even for her age. "I'm alright," she said. She'd had harder knocks on the streets, including the one that left that chip on her front left tooth. If she couldn't handle a bit of a bump, she'd have never survived all the years she had. The question of finding her parents brought her full attention to him. A cold shiver ran through her as a scowl set itself onto her face. Rae had only just gotten rid of the woman and didn't fancy being returned to her any time soon. With that decided, the little girl shook her head adamantly. "You don't have to trouble yourself," Rae said, doing her best to sound proper and unlike someone on the run. "My parents are waiting for me by the," she needed a name. She needed a name! Think. There had been several shops passed on the way to this one. What was that one--"The Leaking Cauldron. We've been walking for ages and they're tired but I wanted to explore for a bit longer." That...seemed like something families would do... If she had parents, Rae liked the thought that they wouldn't have smothered her but would allow her to roam freely as she liked. They certainly wouldn't be anything like the militant Mrs. Birch who didn't let her get away with anything. "What're the ingredients for?" __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.