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Meandering · 03-27-2006, 10:06 AM

OOC: Max is adorable. I mean that. A ***, but adorable. Oh, and I'm adding in Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen, the Charms prof. You might as well get to know her.

***

Peony woke up.

Well, technically she woke up. That is, if you left out the part where Grimwald nearly bit her toe off, Boreas overate on her stash of chocolate and went on a hooting sugar-high while her sisters danced around below him, treading on pictures, letters and socks on the floor. Peony littered her room like a mouse, to make it warmer and save money on heating. That was her excuse anyway.

"OUT!" she bellowed, groping for her wand.

"She's having a wobbly again," observed one of her sisters.

"I mean it, Jad. Get outta here or I'm using your guts for Christmas tinsel!" she snarled, grabbing a pointy stick of wood.

"Christmas is about six months away."

"OUUTT!!"

Two exclamation marks. My. Way to make your point.

"And shut up too!" She wasn't talking entirely just to her sisters.

Peony tumbled out of bed, ripping open the curtains. Bright yellow sunlight streamed in, falling on her black hair and dark eyes. Gaahhh, wasn't she supposed to meet Ashlie today? Stay over or something?

I can't quite remember... ah well. Something will come up.

She shrugged and attempted to kick Grimwald as she swished from the room in her nightgown with a towel over one shoulder. The sound of running water rippled, and then a loud "JEEZUS! It's COLD!"

Peony came out looking considerably more awake than when she had gone in. Brushing her wet hair with one hand and struggling into a pair of jeans with the other, she flung a few things into a bag and started to walk out.

Cough.

Eh?

Put on a t-shirt, please.

Oops.

***

Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen woke up.

Her waking up, however, did not involve hyper owls, homicidal cats, or siblings of any sort. Which was probably a good thing because she would have shot them dead without a second thought. She merely got out of bed, shrugging on a nightgown and went to bathe.

Andi tried to relax her mouth, but it had been tight with tension for so many months that this was difficult. She'd had only one last nerve left when the owl from Hogwarts had come, telling her the application had been accepted. Curses on that frigid old cow. Andi looked out at the ruins of the old MacDougal house - charms had held them together. Strong charms, old charms - and they had snapped at her thirty-first birthday, recognizing the fact that there were no heirs, but a half-Chinese, half-blood.

Andi smiled grimly at her reflection in the mirror, pulling back heavy black hair into a bun. She was going to Gringott's today, to... convince them to reopen the Macdougal bank account. Goblins weren't easily intimidated, but if anyone could do it, then Andi Mao-Macdougal could.

There wasn't much money left, she'd spent it all on obscure Charms books, some of them dating from .BC. Now the money she could wrangle out of Gringotts would go to buying her ticket to Hogwarts, and a few other necessities.

Being poor reeked.

03-27-2006, 10:06 AM	#33 (permalink)
Meandering stalking you... and you and you meana picasso PEE-O-NEE Mooncalf Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Hiding from you. *ga Posts: 7,134 Hogwarts RPG Name: Morbidda Lucretia Morwenna Sabine Valencia DeValdemar LeDeaux T'Humperdink.	OOC: Max is adorable. I mean that. A *, but adorable. Oh, and I'm adding in Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen, the Charms prof. You might as well get to know her. * Peony woke up. Well, technically she woke up. That is, if you left out the part where Grimwald nearly bit her toe off, Boreas overate on her stash of chocolate and went on a hooting sugar-high while her sisters danced around below him, treading on pictures, letters and socks on the floor. Peony littered her room like a mouse, to make it warmer and save money on heating. That was her excuse anyway. "OUT!" she bellowed, groping for her wand. "She's having a wobbly again," observed one of her sisters. "I mean it, Jad. Get outta here or I'm using your guts for Christmas tinsel!" she snarled, grabbing a pointy stick of wood. "Christmas is about six months away." "OUUTT!!" Two exclamation marks. My. Way to make your point. "And shut up too!" She wasn't talking entirely just to her sisters. Peony tumbled out of bed, ripping open the curtains. Bright yellow sunlight streamed in, falling on her black hair and dark eyes. Gaahhh, wasn't she supposed to meet Ashlie today? Stay over or something? I can't quite remember... ah well. Something will come up. She shrugged and attempted to kick Grimwald as she swished from the room in her nightgown with a towel over one shoulder. The sound of running water rippled, and then a loud "JEEZUS! It's COLD!" Peony came out looking considerably more awake than when she had gone in. Brushing her wet hair with one hand and struggling into a pair of jeans with the other, she flung a few things into a bag and started to walk out. Cough. Eh? Put on a t-shirt, please. Oops. *** Andi Mao-Macdougal Zizhen woke up. Her waking up, however, did not involve hyper owls, homicidal cats, or siblings of any sort. Which was probably a good thing because she would have shot them dead without a second thought. She merely got out of bed, shrugging on a nightgown and went to bathe. Andi tried to relax her mouth, but it had been tight with tension for so many months that this was difficult. She'd had only one last nerve left when the owl from Hogwarts had come, telling her the application had been accepted. Curses on that frigid old cow. Andi looked out at the ruins of the old MacDougal house - charms had held them together. Strong charms, old charms - and they had snapped at her thirty-first birthday, recognizing the fact that there were no heirs, but a half-Chinese, half-blood. Andi smiled grimly at her reflection in the mirror, pulling back heavy black hair into a bun. She was going to Gringott's today, to... convince them to reopen the Macdougal bank account. Goblins weren't easily intimidated, but if anyone could do it, then Andi Mao-Macdougal could. There wasn't much money left, she'd spent it all on obscure Charms books, some of them dating from .BC. Now the money she could wrangle out of Gringotts would go to buying her ticket to Hogwarts, and a few other necessities. Being poor reeked.