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Vinegar Tom · 01-16-2010, 09:37 PM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

"Ah just don't mind the smell of my kitty. I believe he trampled me in my sleep last night." He mused to the cat, reaching down and scratching behind its ears with a smile. As long as he remembered to brush off the cat hair and Perseus didn't wander all over him too much, Merlin shouldn't notice and shouldn't get jelous....shouldn't. He hoped.

Letting out a heavy breath Sabel reached for a slice of buttered bread, shaking his head a little. "I guess. But some of the stuff, I dunno. Just, our Prof made it sound as if when you get a tan you will get cancer. I mean yes, if you are constantly tanning and roasting yourself to crisp bacon..."

Ooh bacon. He reached for a slice. Or two.

"But tanning, as long as it is done in proper proportions is fine. As long as you don't become the next lobster." Shrugging one shoulder he looked over at her. "I dunno. That's just my opinion." He was surprised his brain was functioning so well despite the lack of sleep he got.

"Sabel lad, me boy!" Chaucer strutted into the hall, arms up-raised as if he were presenting the Ravenclaw rather than greeting him. His tie was now firmly fixed in place with a fine emerald brooch and his shirt was buttoned to the last, with the collar flipped up in imitation of the 'choker'-style of the 1800's. "It really is a shame you aren't in Slytherin - I could use another with a debonair flair. I really don't get what the fuss is about. Everyone says my house is pretentious and snooty and cruel, but I've yet to come across anyone there who acted thus. It's a little boring, I was expecting more conflict." Whether this was true or not was up in the air, for Chaucer only gave one of his typical melodramatic expressions that concluded nothing.

"How has this stone labyrinth treated you?"

01-16-2010, 09:37 PM	#43 (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 Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani "Ah just don't mind the smell of my kitty. I believe he trampled me in my sleep last night." He mused to the cat, reaching down and scratching behind its ears with a smile. As long as he remembered to brush off the cat hair and Perseus didn't wander all over him too much, Merlin shouldn't notice and shouldn't get jelous....shouldn't. He hoped. Letting out a heavy breath Sabel reached for a slice of buttered bread, shaking his head a little. "I guess. But some of the stuff, I dunno. Just, our Prof made it sound as if when you get a tan you will get cancer. I mean yes, if you are constantly tanning and roasting yourself to crisp bacon..." Ooh bacon. He reached for a slice. Or two. "But tanning, as long as it is done in proper proportions is fine. As long as you don't become the next lobster." Shrugging one shoulder he looked over at her. "I dunno. That's just my opinion." He was surprised his brain was functioning so well despite the lack of sleep he got. "Sabel lad, me boy!" Chaucer strutted into the hall, arms up-raised as if he were presenting the Ravenclaw rather than greeting him. His tie was now firmly fixed in place with a fine emerald brooch and his shirt was buttoned to the last, with the collar flipped up in imitation of the 'choker'-style of the 1800's. "It really is a shame you aren't in Slytherin - I could use another with a debonair flair. I really don't get what the fuss is about. Everyone says my house is pretentious and snooty and cruel, but I've yet to come across anyone there who acted thus. It's a little boring, I was expecting more conflict." Whether this was true or not was up in the air, for Chaucer only gave one of his typical melodramatic expressions that concluded nothing. "How has this stone labyrinth treated you?"