05-01-2006, 11:44 PM
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Hungarian Horntail
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Saffron City
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Hogwarts RPG Name: November {Noe} Franze First Year | Brain Twin | MASTAH ASHURRII | Reisdent PokeNerd | Digifangirl Ashlie bit her lip and felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. Maybe she wasn't so far gone, then. She shook her head for a moment, before she closed her hand around Jacques. Feeling about dumbly, she stuck her foot out and after an attempt or two, found the seat of the stool and, with much wobbliness, she made it down onto it. Now, was the matter of lowering herself down. Maybe she was much more content being up here. She wobbled just a bit on the unsteady stool. Perhaps she could do this forever, stand up on a stool and tower above everyone. She began to giggle, and promptly attempted to stop as the stool wobbled heavily. ------------------------- If Aero was anyone else, she might have given the green haired girl a strange look. In fact, if Aero was anywhere but in Diagon Alley, she'd have eyed the girl. But, alas. In the wizarding world, green hair was only natural. It was the trench coat which alarmed her. Trench coats usually came with terrible people. "Take it slowly," Aero said, passing the bottle over. "That one there is our example of what happens if you go too much." She pointed over to the very wobbly Ashlie and shook her head. |
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