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Originally Posted by
bleh 
"Excuse" said the red head announcing her presence. She looked at the boy that had made a scene and couldn't help but chuckle.This certainly wasn't what she was expecting to see but ok? "I was wondering if I could sit here...I don't know anyone..."
"Oh! Your hair..." Chaucer seemed to not have heard the girl as he stood transfixed.
"Look at that tint! The sheen is good too, maybe a higher end conditioner, but oh it would be amazing if it were natural! Why am I cursed with this brown mop!?" He made a grab for his hair, but upon feeling how soft it was he was quickly reminded that indeed it was only the presence of another that made him regret the stuff. Wasn't he praising it just this morning?
How fickle I can be, but how does one apologize to oneself? He thought to himself.
"Wait, you wanted to sit... yes, that would be fine I should think. I could move my things a little as they do seem to be occupying a little more than necessary." With that he began to immediately fiddle with the numerous bags and cases.
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Originally Posted by
Ashwinder
"Chaucer, who on earth would want to pick you up?" Kellen wasn't feeling in the mood to soothe his cousin's theatrical emotions right now.
"Besides, you were busy swapping battle stories with that street mime on Platform 7. Heaven forbid I get in the way of that."
He waved two fingers at Black Whimsy, "Hey, Bird." Mary Tsu glared down from above at the raven, clearly suspecting it of usurping Kellen's affections.
"That was not a mime, that was a pierrot and I'll have you know he was quite the gentlemen. He told me that he once entertained at a lavish ceremony with..." Chaucer trailed off as he realized he had completely forgotten the entire conversation. If anyone asked later, he would have to make something interesting up lest he be considered absent-minded.
"And you stop calling him Bird, you jackanapes."