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Luna Laufghudd · 01-10-2010, 05:56 AM

SPOILER!!: *Squeaks*

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Originally Posted by noodles

Oliver settled back down in his seat, squirming around a bit just to be annoying and shrugged at Miranda's question. “mdunno. Jus' some muggle dance.” Pffft... how should he know the names of these things – he only learned them from watching one of those muggle goggle boxes.

Has he seen Loch Ness? What a stoooooopid question. “No. I'm from outside Edinburgh. I've never been to Loch Ness before. I think my brother has.” He shrugged. Who knew what that idiot got up to.

Oliver's whole body language went from self assured to defeated He wanted to cryyyy! No flying professor meant no flying which in turn meant no QUIDDITCH! He couldn't stay here.. simple as. He would be writing home about this as soon as he got to the Common Room and would expect to be collected immediately What was the other option? Salem school – that would have to do seeing as he couldn't go back to Durmstrang. Huff. He sat and took a few controlled breaths then looked at Miranda. “I''m fine.” He said flatly. He reached out for his glass of water and took a large swig.
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What are you doing? More stupid questions which didn't even warrant a reply as the next second she found out EXACTLY what he was doing. Nobody wiped spittle on Oliver Greenwood's FACE!

Uuuuuraaagh!

The girly shriek didn't stop the dirty laugh which came out of Oliver's mouth. He pointed at her and laughed some more, a hand splayed across his chest. AH REVENGE! REVENGE IS MIIIIINE!

Mwhahahaha!

The laughing continued even as she hurled herself at him, and still only stopped as he toppled backwards, pulling her down with him. “Ow!” He whined. He squeezed his eyes shut, his face screwing up as she wiped the potato in his face. “Arrgh.” He mustered but the potato went in his mouth. Ew. Which he abruptly snapped closed. “Get off! Get off me!!” he yelled helplessly... because he wouldn't hurt a girl.. no matter how mental he may seem at times.

“You started this!” He hissed. Oliver was innocent. Innocent I tell ya! She was jabbing at his ribs and he was flinching at every single poke. He hated that. He HATED HER! So much for their budding friendship. “GERROFF ME YOU MAD MOONCALF!”

HEEEEEEEEELP!

What is up with his body movements? Did he have to move that much!? THERE ISN'T ENOUGH ROOM to SQUIRM! Oh yeah? He wanted to squiggle, well Miranda could do that too! Her elbows tight agains her sides, she began to wiggle in her seat. Yeah, let's see how he likes that!
"Muggle dance? Are you muggle then?" Because Miranda was half-and-half, and she doesn't remember seeing that stuff.

Oh, too bad. "Aw. I'd like to see her one day. I hear she's friendly." She had forgotten that she was ANNOYED at the boy and with a serene smile, she began to think about cute Nessie. So he had a brother! "How...How many siblings do you have?" This she asked carefully, knowing she was treading dangerous ground getting all personal with Obnoxious Boy over here.

"You don't look fine." Her head shook and she watched the boy drink his water. Oh he'd better not pass out or anything, she did NOT want to get the blame for this...beast.

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Her rage multiplied as she could still hear the boy laughing, mocking her now potatoe smothered face.
She wasn't actually sure she was running the right direction because she had suddnely gotten potatoe in her eye. But she felt triumphant as she felt the collision and then the ground dissapeared from under her. Eeeeeeeeek!

Rub-a-dub-dub! "How do you like that!" It wasn't a question. Miranda yelled as his mouth, which she didnt even notice was open, suddnely snapped shut and she almost lost a finger to it! DANGEROUS!

SHE WOULD NEVER GET OFF! Mwahahahaha!
Okay well, someday ofcourse... But not right now! Poke, jab poke-poke. Miranda was starting to feel her arms getting tired as she jabbed one finger here, and JABBED another there. Dangit, she'd better get her Chaser arms in shape before tryouts! "Not..." Pant. ...until you...APOLOGIZE! Yeaaaaaah, maybe he will look good with potato in his curly hair! Rub rub rub.

Miranda laughed, sounding slightly mad. "Oh no, Ollie, a Mooncalf's got nothing on this BADGER!" Badgers attacked if provoked... "Oh, why don't you try and slither away?" That wasn't a question either.

And for good measure, she licked her finger again and poked it into his EAR. Yes ladies and gentleman, that, she had learned from her big brother. Thankyou.
Okay, ew. She hadn't thought if it would be all wazy in there...but she guessed it didn't matter since her hand was all potatoed.

01-10-2010, 05:56 AM	#261 (permalink)
Luna Laufghudd Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2008 Posts: 6,692 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maya 'Fiera' Saylen Graduated x5	♪ Golden Badger ♥ clawdia & taylour ♥ Huffie Cappytain ♫ SPOILER!!: Squeaks Quote: Originally Posted by noodles Oliver settled back down in his seat, squirming around a bit just to be annoying and shrugged at Miranda's question. “mdunno. Jus' some muggle dance.” Pffft... how should he know the names of these things – he only learned them from watching one of those muggle goggle boxes. Has he seen Loch Ness? What a stoooooopid question. “No. I'm from outside Edinburgh. I've never been to Loch Ness before. I think my brother has.” He shrugged. Who knew what that idiot got up to. Oliver's whole body language went from self assured to defeated He wanted to cryyyy! No flying professor meant no flying which in turn meant no QUIDDITCH! He couldn't stay here.. simple as. He would be writing home about this as soon as he got to the Common Room and would expect to be collected immediately What was the other option? Salem school – that would have to do seeing as he couldn't go back to Durmstrang. Huff. He sat and took a few controlled breaths then looked at Miranda. “I''m fine.” He said flatly. He reached out for his glass of water and took a large swig. _________________________ What are you doing? More stupid questions which didn't even warrant a reply as the next second she found out EXACTLY what he was doing. Nobody wiped spittle on Oliver Greenwood's FACE! Uuuuuraaagh! The girly shriek didn't stop the dirty laugh which came out of Oliver's mouth. He pointed at her and laughed some more, a hand splayed across his chest. AH REVENGE! REVENGE IS MIIIIINE! Mwhahahaha! The laughing continued even as she hurled herself at him, and still only stopped as he toppled backwards, pulling her down with him. “Ow!” He whined. He squeezed his eyes shut, his face screwing up as she wiped the potato in his face. “Arrgh.” He mustered but the potato went in his mouth. Ew. Which he abruptly snapped closed. “Get off! Get off me!!” he yelled helplessly... because he wouldn't hurt a girl.. no matter how mental he may seem at times. “You started this!” He hissed. Oliver was innocent. Innocent I tell ya! She was jabbing at his ribs and he was flinching at every single poke. He hated that. He HATED HER! So much for their budding friendship. “GERROFF ME YOU MAD MOONCALF!” HEEEEEEEEELP! What is up with his body movements? Did he have to move that much!? THERE ISN'T ENOUGH ROOM to SQUIRM! Oh yeah? He wanted to squiggle, well Miranda could do that too! Her elbows tight agains her sides, she began to wiggle in her seat. Yeah, let's see how he likes that! "Muggle dance? Are you muggle then?" Because Miranda was half-and-half, and she doesn't remember seeing that stuff. Oh, too bad. "Aw. I'd like to see her one day. I hear she's friendly." She had forgotten that she was ANNOYED at the boy and with a serene smile, she began to think about cute Nessie. So he had a brother! "How...How many siblings do you have?" This she asked carefully, knowing she was treading dangerous ground getting all personal with Obnoxious Boy over here. "You don't look fine." Her head shook and she watched the boy drink his water. Oh he'd better not pass out or anything, she did NOT want to get the blame for this...beast. _____________________ Her rage multiplied as she could still hear the boy laughing, mocking her now potatoe smothered face. She wasn't actually sure she was running the right direction because she had suddnely gotten potatoe in her eye. But she felt triumphant as she felt the collision and then the ground dissapeared from under her. Eeeeeeeeek! Rub-a-dub-dub! *"How do you like that!"* It wasn't a question. Miranda yelled as his mouth, which she didnt even notice was open, suddnely snapped shut and she almost lost a finger to it! DANGEROUS! SHE WOULD NEVER GET OFF! Mwahahahaha! Okay well, someday ofcourse... But not right now! Poke, jab poke-poke. Miranda was starting to feel her arms getting tired as she jabbed one finger here, and JABBED another there. Dangit, she'd better get her Chaser arms in shape before tryouts! "Not..." Pant. ...until you...APOLOGIZE! Yeaaaaaah, maybe he will look good with potato in his curly hair! Rub rub rub. Miranda laughed, sounding slightly mad. *"Oh no, Ollie, a Mooncalf's got nothing* on this BADGER!" Badgers attacked if provoked... "Oh, why don't you try and slither away?"** That wasn't a question either. And for good measure, she licked her finger again and poked it into his EAR. Yes ladies and gentleman, that, she had learned from her big brother. Thankyou. Okay, ew. She hadn't thought if it would be all wazy in there...but she guessed it didn't matter since her hand was all potatoed.