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Vinegar Tom · 01-15-2010, 02:07 AM

SPOILER!!: Raiden

SPOILER!!: Kellen

Chaucer looked over at Kellen, grey eyes at their peak circumference, as he pondered this possibility. Holding fast to the railings, he looked back and forth between his cousin and the other Slytherin boy with the shiny brooch. It was quite a nice brooch... he'd have to ask him about it later and compare notes.
"Glory, I couldn't imagine such gore! I always wanted to see a dead body, but not from a fall such as this -oh no, that would be a mess! And you're right, dear dear dear, with all those other rotating stairs one is bound to dislocate a few limbs! By the end of it all one would be an abstract sculpture - how dreadful." Chaucer had always thought that the most romantic way to go would be to drink poison, notably Hemlock or Arsenic. The lad would also put a cast on a paper-cut however, so there was no danger in him even considering to attempt such a crime.
He looked back again. "I feel as though we should have asked my comrade where to go. I mean, what a silly waste of resources. Isn't it? You know what else is a waste of resources? These stairs - some of which lead to nowhere!"

01-15-2010, 02:07 AM	#33 (permalink)
Vinegar Tom Gnome Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: 121 Stalkme Crescent Posts: 265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Chaucer Ipswich Sixth Year	Your Favourite Beta Male.} \|Saucy Chaucy SPOILER!!: Raiden Quote: Originally Posted by Ameh There was a moment in there, where Raiden had the inexplicable urge to take a few steps back away from Neptune... But he wasn't sure which moment it was exactly. Probably the one where she started pulling on his clothes. But he managed to not, and the smile brough to his face by what she said was hidden by his shirt. "Neptune, you don't have to do that. Our hospital wing is full of injured people, more than sick people. Apparently we fall down a lot. Or people fall on us, last term Cela got her arm broken by Professor Borr falling on it..." He made a face, which clearly indicated his opinion on that person. "Besides, I've been in hospitals a lot and I've never gotten sick past what I was there for." ...yes. Yes they moved. Raiden eyed one as it slowly turned itself above them. This was where Cela and Daphne and Garret had come careening down, with Jillian, who he hadn't seen since. Had her parents withdrawn her? Sad. Staaare. "It can be irksome when they move while you're on them. Just be careful, and if you get stuck on one, hold onto the railing and wait until it's done." Was she scared of them? Raiden glanced at her, wondering. It was the easiest way to the top floor though, she'd have to get used to it... or take some ridiculously long way around. "If you're scared, you can hold my hand," he offered unthinkingly. "Though as long as you're paying attention, you're really in no danger of walking off of one." SPOILER!!: Kellen Quote: Originally Posted by Ashwinder Kellen followed Chaucer down the stairs, his stomach flipping over and his throat locking each time he saw a staircase move. Or their staircase moved. If there was one thing he was thankful for, it was that the Ravenclaw common room was on the seventh floor. It would force him to get used to these stairs, and the sooner the better. He ignored Chaucer's monologue to himself, as he usually did, and instead focused on not looking over the railing. Which, being naturally curious, was about as easy as performing a root canal on a Hungarian Horntail. "Just think, Chaucer," he finally said, surprised at how steady his voice sounded, "of all the students who read books while walking and don't realize the stairs are moving. Or the ones too busy talking to their friends to pay attention. And what if they don't fall straight to the ground, but bounce off a few lower staircases on the way..." Okay, he hadn't meant to sound teasing, but his imagination was getting away from him and she shuddered. Chaucer looked over at Kellen, grey eyes at their peak circumference, as he pondered this possibility. Holding fast to the railings, he looked back and forth between his cousin and the other Slytherin boy with the shiny brooch. It was quite a nice brooch... he'd have to ask him about it later and compare notes. "Glory, I couldn't imagine such gore! I always wanted to see a dead body, but not from a fall such as this -oh no, that would be a mess! And you're right, dear dear dear, with all those other rotating stairs one is bound to dislocate a few limbs! By the end of it all one would be an abstract sculpture - how dreadful." Chaucer had always thought that the most romantic way to go would be to drink poison, notably Hemlock or Arsenic. The lad would also put a cast on a paper-cut however, so there was no danger in him even considering to attempt such a crime. He looked back again. "I feel as though we should have asked my comrade where to go. I mean, what a silly waste of resources. Isn't it? You know what else is a waste of resources? These stairs - some of which lead to nowhere!"