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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivandermius Hart Third Year | GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN ♥ Team Samssy ♥ Quote:
Originally Posted by Poisonedbyyou "That wasn't intended to be a comeback, genius," Emily said, her face blank. "And it's not like I'm gonna fly around inside the school. Once again, you're a real smarty. No one asked you anyway." Samson rolled his eyes at the girl's reply. Could she be any more lame? Ugh. "Yeah. And like there aren't any statues in the courtyards and the fields? Geez. And aren't you a real smarty yourself, eh?" Sarcasm. Ugh. Some people just really knew how to get on the right nerves. Quote:
Originally Posted by Faerilicious “Since the first time you told me your name.” Sabrina replied, as she grabbed a cushion and lay on her stomach on the floor, propping up on her elbows. In the process, she managed to hit Samson’s leg. “Sorry.” She mumbled and then looked up at him. “I made that name up for you when we first met. I was too much of a chicken to call you that though. Now …” Now you are my brother and we have an eternity together in the same house, I decided I’ll risk it. “… I decided I didn’t care.” She shrugged.
Sabrina raised her eyebrows, but otherwise didn’t comment on him calling her Sabby. “Why would I want to do a stupid thing like that?” Actually, it was only a stupid thing when they were anywhere near food. Otherwise, it wasn’t so bad. “It’s like walking right into the jaws of a shark and asking it to eat you.” Not that she hadn’t done enough already. She had lingered beside the shark and was giving it the opportunity to eat her.
Samson was telling her how siblings were supposed to be. That made her laugh. “Since when did you know how siblings were supposed to be?” She asked him. He wasn’t anywhere near normal. “YOU spend your time avoiding Carla.” She reminded him. “Is that what they are meant to be like?” She rolled her eyes. “Besides, just sitting beside you makes our relationship more sibling like, does it?” … Was she rambling? Probably. She didn’t care. To be perfectly honest, she had to admit the kind of relationship Samson and Sabrina had was siblingish. They spend their time fighting, and then somehow, they end up alright in the end. Even before they were ‘official’ siblings, it was the same. From her side, she did care for him. She wasn’t sure if the feeling was mutual. But he did talk to her right? Even when he used to say he hated girls, he spoke to her.
That made her smile.
“Entertain you?” Although she was his sister, she was not his personal entertainer. “How would you like to be entertained?” She asked him sarcastically. “Should I dump a jug full of pumpkin juice on your head? Or maybe smash a pie in your face? How about locking you up in the toilet?” Sam turned back to Sabrina once again, and smirked at her answer. "Oh? Well, I'm glad you didn't use it. It totally cramps my style," he said in a mocking voice, running a hand through his ruffled hair. "And I just wish you'd be as chicken as you were before. That way I could boss you around more and you'd be too scared of me to object," he teased some more, snickering at the thought. He resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at her, as was customary to them. Just because their relations had changed didn't mean everything else had to change.
"And anyway, I know I have the valiance and flair of a shark, but I've got no jaws, so you've got nothing to fear. Silly, silly Sabrina," he said, leaning down and petting and ruffling the girl's hair. "And for the record, you're not as annoying as Carla. Maybe it's because we've spent more time together together. Its just like you said. I spend most of my time staying away from my sister. Consider it a compliment."
To be perfectly honest, he had not expected being related to Sabrina this enjoyable.
"So yeah. Entertain me. Don't do it to me. Unless it's a pecan pie. Or a peach pie. Or a banana creme pie." Picky, as was usual. "And no toilets. You've got to be more creative than that." Quote:
Originally Posted by hermygirl Hang on? Had Watson just sort of complimented her? She looked smug for a moment, then realised it probably wasn't the best way to be making friends. She quickly changed it into a smile, and beamed at Watson sitting over there in his chair, before getting lost in thought for a short while.
Nia smirked at Watson. "Fly round the school? Nah, I'd fly over the lake, me. And I'm insulted you think us firsties are that rubbish on a broom." She shrugged, not wanting to infuriate him though. "You not into flying then?" Nia sudeenly spoke again after a while. "Would I really suggest you fly inside the school? That's going to get you into some serious trouble," he suggested sarcastically.
"And no, I'm not into flying. Not at all. I like contact sports more. They should adapt something like muggle football. Like, without the brooms. Coz with the brooms, you can cheat. Without 'em, it'd be some serious brawling," he announced, a frenzied look on his face.
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