12-01-2009, 06:22 AM
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Originally Posted by Cerise Something that always baffled Blake was that she never normally saw anybody come up here.Well from her time at Hogwarts anyway.Blake didnt spend alot of time up here herself but it was just a matter of importance.Something that wasnt very current in Blakes life.
There wasnt any drama,so to speak, or anything remotely interesting that had happened for Blake and she was rather hoping it would.She thought of herself pretty wicked but at the same time,she deserved something exciting.
And at that moment,a voice which brought her out of her little wicked state was that of someone she couldnt help but smile at the sight of."Oh my gosh, Raiden!"she said,walking towards him a little and ducked slightly as the owl flew down and perched upon his arm quite pleasently."Im good,thank you..How are you?"she said,the wind whisping around her hair in some sort of dramatic effect.She suddenly had the erge to strike a pose but decided against it funnyly enough. Hehe. This was the owl that always came to him when he had to send letters! He recognised it. Carefully, he held out the owl treat, waiting for the little beak to snap around it before he slipped the pre-tied knot over the little owl's foot and tightened it. The owl took a moment to finish his treat before looking at the boy, hooting in his face, and taking off out the window. Raiden watched the little thing fly off for a moment before looking back at Blake.
"Your hair's going to get all knotted if you stand in the draft like that," he said matter-of-factly, reaching in his pocket and pulling out the handful of owl treats he'd brought with him. Splitting half of them off into his left hand, he held them out to Blake. "Wanna help me hand them out? It's really not fair to just feed one, after all. They'll all get jealous."
Hmmm. Hmmm. How was he? Ill at ease, at least. But... alright? Yes?
"I'm alive at the very least," he finally said, grinning as he reached his arm up over his head toward an owl perched in the crook of a rafter. The little thing lowered its head and snatched the treat from his fingers. "So I guess everything's well for me too." |
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