07-25-2009, 07:29 PM
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Diricawl
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year | I rearrange. Because... I can. Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "You come too." Copernicus took the jar and then handed it back. "You know she'd like to see you. And the paint was YOUR idea and she'll know it. And you can cheer her up. Why would I go without you?" Cope didn't want to be in a little insular world with Cela where Plymouth wasn't allowed. It was nice to have alone time, but other people DID exist.
"Because, Cope. Because." Because when they got there and Plymmy would want to HUG and love and otherwise baby Cela - there would be Copernicus, who probably had more right than Plymouth now. It would just be weird and Plymouth wasn't into making things weird for Cela. He loved Celandine Toussaint as much as his wee baby heart could and making her UPSET and/or cry was nothing something Plymouth wanted to ever do again ever. Especially not when she'd just bit the ground after an elbow to the face. "I'll go cheer the rest of the team up. Think Willow Kovak needs a hug?" PROBABLY DID. Quote:
Originally Posted by Nabs Now that it seemed Cela was being taken care of and the rest of the Hufflepuffs had gone on to celebrate the Quidditch Cup win... Garret remembered that he had something to say to Plymouth Morgan.
He sneaked a glance at the older boy. Damn... forgot how big he is.
Garret decided then and there to simply talk to Daphne about things. And make it clear that should Plymouth ever make her cry like he had made Cela cry, then well... he'd... get Jake Upstead to deal with the bigger boy.
"Hmmm." he grunted as a farewell to Plymouth, unsure of whether he even wanted to talk to the guy now that he was probably using that same mouth to kiss Daphne. Once again, the inexplicable twisting in his bowels occurred, but he attributed it to the excitement from the match this time. Plymouth reached over put a hand on Crocker's shoulder. "Take this one. CellBell's Metal Mouth. Congrats on the win, Puff." Or maybe Crocker would be interested in helping Plymouth find the kid that had ... elbowed Cela in the face? Hmmm. |
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