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Harmonizer · 09-11-2009, 02:23 PM

At long last, the train was here.

Samson was beginning to wonder if he had missed the train. Then again, Sabrina would have missed it, too. And she never missed anything! So it was a relief when, at the last minute, he was able to jump on the back of the train and find a decent compartment. Yes, he would be reserving this compartment for himself, Sabrina, Issy, of course, and anyone else they decided to tag along as long as they were bearable and nice. He surveyed the place, and after deciding that it was worthy of their presence, dumped his duffel bag on the floor, which fell with a thud, and sat down, a muffled poof coming from the seat due to the long period of time the foam was unused and unseated on. Looking around, he noticed several other students hustling and bustling about, looking for compartments and finding their friends, being noisy and rowdy.

Sigh. It was times like these when he really, really missed Gavin.

Ah well. No use crying over spilled milk, they always did say. Instead, laugh about it.

Stretching along the length of the compartment seat, Sam raised his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, waiting. He was sure his companions knew where to find him.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Leeness

To start this awareness-campaign-thing, Varius had a number of fliers under his arm. He walked about the back of the carriage, taking each parchment, placing it on the wall before removing his wand and casting a simple sticking charm so that the message was there for all to see. It read as follows:

(Graphic made by RoRo <33)

He didn't have his eyes closed for long, though, when he heard some kind of disturbance outside. He poked his head out of his compartment, and watched with curiosity as a boy seemed to be fiddling with something on the wall of the train. When the boy had backed away, Samson could not help but be curious.

The word 'werewolf' was what caught his eye first. He remembered the strange kid at Florean's who was screaming about werewolves. So, it was true then?

Sam took hold of the flyer and tried to tug it, but gave up on the first try when it wouldn't come of. Instead, he turned to the boy who had put it there.

"Oy. What's this about, then?"

He was rather fond of werewolves, from what he read of them.

09-11-2009, 02:23 PM	#27 (permalink)
Harmonizer Werewolf Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Not here. Posts: 65,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivandermius Hart Third Year	GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN ♥ Team Samssy ♥ At long last, the train was here. Samson was beginning to wonder if he had missed the train. Then again, Sabrina would have missed it, too. And she never missed anything! So it was a relief when, at the last minute, he was able to jump on the back of the train and find a decent compartment. Yes, he would be reserving this compartment for himself, Sabrina, Issy, of course, and anyone else they decided to tag along as long as they were bearable and nice. He surveyed the place, and after deciding that it was worthy of their presence, dumped his duffel bag on the floor, which fell with a thud, and sat down, a muffled poof coming from the seat due to the long period of time the foam was unused and unseated on. Looking around, he noticed several other students hustling and bustling about, looking for compartments and finding their friends, being noisy and rowdy. Sigh. It was times like these when he really, really missed Gavin. Ah well. No use crying over spilled milk, they always did say. Instead, laugh about it. Stretching along the length of the compartment seat, Sam raised his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, waiting. He was sure his companions knew where to find him. Quote: Originally Posted by Leeness To start this awareness-campaign-thing, Varius had a number of fliers under his arm. He walked about the back of the carriage, taking each parchment, placing it on the wall before removing his wand and casting a simple sticking charm so that the message was there for all to see. It read as follows: (Graphic made by RoRo <33) He didn't have his eyes closed for long, though, when he heard some kind of disturbance outside. He poked his head out of his compartment, and watched with curiosity as a boy seemed to be fiddling with something on the wall of the train. When the boy had backed away, Samson could not help but be curious. The word 'werewolf' was what caught his eye first. He remembered the strange kid at Florean's who was screaming about werewolves. So, it was true then? Sam took hold of the flyer and tried to tug it, but gave up on the first try when it wouldn't come of. Instead, he turned to the boy who had put it there. "Oy. What's this about, then?" He was rather fond of werewolves, from what he read of them. __________________ -IVANHART-