 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
"As much as I want to, Arch," she said, laying a hand on one of his arms, "and I really, really do. I cant." A thought struck her a small flame of hope was rekindled, "Perhaps I will, in time, but not now." She hoped this would satisfy him and, unhappyily, she laid her head on him.
Hearing soft voices from inside the quarters, Darrin cursed quietly. Walking up to the door, placing his hands on it, he tried to turn the doorknob, but found it were locked.
At the sound of something moving, Marce looked beyond Archie and felt a sense of dread rush through her as Darrin charmed the door from it's hinges. |