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AmbiguouslyMe · 11-20-2009, 02:33 AM

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

By the end of Tibi's speach, Wesley's face had gone from moderately calm to pure horror. She had thought these conditions where going to be about not touching anything and letting him do all the work. But they weren't. Any stuttering from before was completely gone, she spoke quickly, completely matching his serious tone

"My name is Wesley, and I don't want to fall in love with anyone either. And I don't like you like that, and I don't want you to ever like me like that because that is NASTY," she stressed the last word very clearly, "and I promice to never, ever talk about anything that happens - and I never, ever break a promice because that is very bad - and I WOULD NEVER KISS YOU BECAUSE KISSING IS THE MOST AWFUL. THING. EVER," her was voice reaching near hysteria. Wesley didn't hug people; why did this Tibi think she was going to kiss somebody?

Looking at his hand, Wesley paused, wondering if she should shake it. Avoiding any physical contact, no matter how simple, seemed like a good idea to her. But she reached out and shook it in her own, sweaty palm, because she figured that was the only way she could convince him of her sincerity. Someone once told her actions spoke louder than words, but Wesley was inclined to believe the person who created that line didn't know how to speak.

Tiberius broke out into a wide grin as she spoke and then shook his hand. "I completely agree. I think we'll get along just fine." As he released her hand, he was aware of it being a little sweaty, but he had no idea if it was him or her. Or both.

Nodding his head over to his station, he turned to walk back to it. "We can work over here. No one sat with me, so there's room." Tibi pulled his bag off the other chair and settled back into it. Carefully considering the instructions, Tibi double checked all the ingredients in front of him.

"Are you any good at potions?" He whispered a little nervously. Now that all that icky 'I don't like you, you don't like me, good?' stuff was over, he was getting a little nervous about actually doing the work. He hadn't managed much of anything last lesson as he'd spent the majority of it crying.

But it couldn't be that hard, right?

"You could get the water ready, if you want? While I crush this stuff?"

11-20-2009, 02:33 AM	#157 (permalink)
AmbiguouslyMe SA & DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Boston Posts: 6,676 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hazel Martin-Pryce First Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4	Granddaddy Ravenclaw \| \| Jermione Granger Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs By the end of Tibi's speach, Wesley's face had gone from moderately calm to pure horror. She had thought these conditions where going to be about not touching anything and letting him do all the work. But they weren't. Any stuttering from before was completely gone, she spoke quickly, completely matching his serious tone "My name is Wesley, and I don't want to fall in love with anyone either. And I don't like you like that, and I don't want you to ever like me like that because that is NASTY," she stressed the last word very clearly, "and I promice to never, ever talk about anything that happens - and I never, ever break a promice because that is very bad - and I WOULD NEVER KISS YOU BECAUSE KISSING IS THE MOST AWFUL. THING. EVER," her was voice reaching near hysteria. Wesley didn't hug people; why did this Tibi think she was going to kiss somebody? Looking at his hand, Wesley paused, wondering if she should shake it. Avoiding any physical contact, no matter how simple, seemed like a good idea to her. But she reached out and shook it in her own, sweaty palm, because she figured that was the only way she could convince him of her sincerity. Someone once told her actions spoke louder than words, but Wesley was inclined to believe the person who created that line didn't know how to speak. Tiberius broke out into a wide grin as she spoke and then shook his hand. "I completely agree. I think we'll get along just fine." As he released her hand, he was aware of it being a little sweaty, but he had no idea if it was him or her. Or both. Nodding his head over to his station, he turned to walk back to it. "We can work over here. No one sat with me, so there's room." Tibi pulled his bag off the other chair and settled back into it. Carefully considering the instructions, Tibi double checked all the ingredients in front of him. "Are you any good at potions?" He whispered a little nervously. Now that all that icky 'I don't like you, you don't like me, good?' stuff was over, he was getting a little nervous about actually doing the work. He hadn't managed much of anything last lesson as he'd spent the majority of it crying. But it couldn't be that hard, right? "You could get the water ready, if you want? While I crush this stuff?" __________________ Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby? You can fly above the rain clouds Close your eyes Let the melody carry you Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky to once upon a time