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Egyptian_Blue · 01-09-2010, 03:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom

Chaucer grinned; the boy seemed a touch nervous, likely because he himself cut such a fine and intimidating figure. His hair was nothing to shake a stick at either.
"Fourth year, and the better for it. Last year was a complete waste; the only new friend I made turned out to have some peculiar issues and burned down a school. I had almost lost all faith in associating with those outside family you know, but then you don't know. And didn't ask for that matter." Talking was becoming easier... perhaps he could do this after all! Images of stalking lonely hallways whisped away like mist.

Gradually like waves eroding rock, the nervousness was wearing away. Tobias could feel it ease off until his heart was free of any constrictive feelings.

"Ah. I'm only a second year." Two years wasn't too much of a difference - so why did this boy act so...old? "It was a complete waste? What about your classes?" Tobias could not imagine a school where classes meant nothing. "Sorry about your oddball friend...wait...what school did he burn down?" Tobias tried to remember if he had heard anything about incinerated schools over the summer.

01-09-2010, 03:47 AM	#119 (permalink)
Egyptian_Blue Chizpurfle Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 10,113 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sinead Murphy First Year x1	Feathery Thingywhatsit \| BookSnake Quote: Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom Chaucer grinned; the boy seemed a touch nervous, likely because he himself cut such a fine and intimidating figure. His hair was nothing to shake a stick at either. "Fourth year, and the better for it. Last year was a complete waste; the only new friend I made turned out to have some peculiar issues and burned down a school. I had almost lost all faith in associating with those outside family you know, but then you don't know. And didn't ask for that matter." Talking was becoming easier... perhaps he could do this after all! Images of stalking lonely hallways whisped away like mist. Gradually like waves eroding rock, the nervousness was wearing away. Tobias could feel it ease off until his heart was free of any constrictive feelings. "Ah. I'm only a second year." Two years wasn't too much of a difference - so why did this boy act so...old? "It was a complete waste? What about your classes?" Tobias could not imagine a school where classes meant nothing. "Sorry about your oddball friend...wait...what school did he burn down?" Tobias tried to remember if he had heard anything about incinerated schools over the summer.