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Angie · 09-24-2008, 02:49 AM

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Originally Posted by *JoshMoonson*

Asteira headed into the great hall as she looked around at all the tables. she felt the need to shield here eyes at the bright yellow table. she looked around for the ravenclaw table as she spotted her cousin. She was sitting alone as it seemed she was arriving at the perfect time. She trolled over to the table as she stood behind elizabeth. "Hey. I heard you were running around looking for the grizzly bear with the whiskers." she teased as she looked at the seating.she was sitting next to a girl that looked the same age or maybe younger. Or older. She wasnt really good with ages...or names really.

Asteira smiled at the girl as she pointed to the seat next to her." Hi. Is this taken?" she asked as introduce herself. She was wearing green, but she still assumed it was okay for her to sit with the blue people. she adjusted her red silk scarf around her neck as she introduced herself. She had to meet other people sometime." Asteira blood." she told her as she held out her hand out.

No matter how terrible Belle's had been, Willow had to admit that the food over there had not been entirely bad. More like the opposite, to be honest. But really, it was nothing compared to the food at Hogwarts, for the aliments here were just simply delicious.

The chicken, especially. The girl reached for her fork, and took another bite.

So immersed by eating and thinking nothing in particular Willow had been, that she had not noticed that some other girl had taken seat rather close to where she was. And not only that girl, for moments later, another female arrived, that judging by the clothes the girl was wearing, she was in Slytherin. Not only she had arrived, but she was talking to her, too.

Had she not noticed that she was in the wrong table? Huh. Weird.

"No, I don't think it is taken," replied Willow politely, as her forest green eyes eyed her, a hint of curiosity in them. It was rather odd for Willow when people asked her if a certain seat was taken. It was not like she owned the place, or anything. Though to be perfectly honest, sometimes the girl hoped she did. "Nice to meet you, Asteira." Blood. What a weird surname. "The name's Willow."

09-24-2008, 02:49 AM	#56 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,610 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by *JoshMoonson* Asteira headed into the great hall as she looked around at all the tables. she felt the need to shield here eyes at the bright yellow table. she looked around for the ravenclaw table as she spotted her cousin. She was sitting alone as it seemed she was arriving at the perfect time. She trolled over to the table as she stood behind elizabeth. "Hey. I heard you were running around looking for the grizzly bear with the whiskers." she teased as she looked at the seating.she was sitting next to a girl that looked the same age or maybe younger. Or older. She wasnt really good with ages...or names really. Asteira smiled at the girl as she pointed to the seat next to her." Hi. Is this taken?" she asked as introduce herself. She was wearing green, but she still assumed it was okay for her to sit with the blue people. she adjusted her red silk scarf around her neck as she introduced herself. She had to meet other people sometime." Asteira blood." she told her as she held out her hand out. No matter how terrible Belle's had been, Willow had to admit that the food over there had not been entirely bad. More like the opposite, to be honest. But really, it was nothing compared to the food at Hogwarts, for the aliments here were just simply delicious. The chicken, especially. The girl reached for her fork, and took another bite. So immersed by eating and thinking nothing in particular Willow had been, that she had not noticed that some other girl had taken seat rather close to where she was. And not only that girl, for moments later, another female arrived, that judging by the clothes the girl was wearing, she was in Slytherin. Not only she had arrived, but she was talking to her, too. Had she not noticed that she was in the wrong table? Huh. Weird. "No, I don't think it is taken," replied Willow politely, as her forest green eyes eyed her, a hint of curiosity in them. It was rather odd for Willow when people asked her if a certain seat was taken. It was not like she owned the place, or anything. Though to be perfectly honest, sometimes the girl hoped she did. "Nice to meet you, Asteira." Blood. What a weird surname. "The name's Willow." __________________