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Vinegar Tom · 01-16-2010, 10:29 PM

SPOILER!!: sabel

SPOILER!!: arya

Chaucer looked on in mild disdain at Sabel's appearance: scraggly hair, untucked shirt, panda-eyes... a right mess! With a chiding 'tsk' Chaucer set to work patting down the other boy's hair. "Well, I got lost on the way to the Greenhouse. Kellen was no help at all, none! Wandered straight into a broom cupboard, we did, and looked right foolish in front of a first year girl- by the by, I will have to lend you some of my conditioner, it would be perfect for your hair. Anyways, I do have Art, Katherine and Tobias, so that's something. Alright that looks worlds better." Chaucer finally relinquished the other boy's hair - it was the best that could be done without product. His grey eyes scanned downward at the untucked shirt, almost as though he were tempted to tuck it himself, but thought better of it. Instead he turned his attention to the other girl at the table.

"Cancer you say? While you swim? Lords, there's always a new reason to keep indoors. Chaucer Ipswich by the way." Chaucer was quite ready to act the part of polite gentlemen, but he was more eager to show off his new black gloves (as his previous ones were getting far too old).
He held out a hand in greeting over Sabel's dish of bacon which he should watch for if he wants to keep a clear complexion... he thoughtfully added.

01-16-2010, 10:29 PM	#46 (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!!: sabel Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani 'Me boy?' There was only one person who would call him that, not to mention in that tone. Sabel swivled his head around and blinked in the style of a startled owl; his excuse, it was still early. And being of such a time, he didn't understand how the Slythering that approached the table had so much energy, not to mention was so sharply dressed. His mind caught on that last thought; it was Chaucer. If that boy wasn't dressed fashionably and proper he was pretty sure it would spell the end of the world. Or at least the end of Hogwarts. Scotting over on the bench to allow the Slytherin room to sit down he gave him a smile interrupted by a large yawn. Clamping his mouth shut he hoped the other boy didn't believe he was yawning at his speech, though in truth he had missed a few words in his still hazy state. Shaking his head he resumed petting Perseus as he used his other hand to pick up the water pitcher and pour a glass for Chaucer. "Like Howl's moving caste. Never really know what to expect." He glanced over as he offered the water. "Then again things have started to quiet down. I hear you though. Gryffindor doesn't have much in the way of happenings either." Shrugging one shoulder he gave a tired smile while stffling a yawn. "So how have you been?" SPOILER!!: arya Quote: Originally Posted by grangerfan8 Arya chewed her eggs as she listened to Sabel babble on about cancer and geting tans. She zoned out a little since she couldn't get tans and wasn't worried about cancer since she brought sun screen."Well it sounds like a well thought out opinion." She lazily picked up a blueberry muffin and took a bite."I will keep cancer in mind next time I go for a swim."Looking his way she smirked at him before finishing her muffin. Chaucer looked on in mild disdain at Sabel's appearance: scraggly hair, untucked shirt, panda-eyes... a right mess! With a chiding 'tsk' Chaucer set to work patting down the other boy's hair. "Well, I got lost on the way to the Greenhouse. Kellen was no help at all, none! Wandered straight into a broom cupboard, we did, and looked right foolish in front of a first year girl- by the by, I will have to lend you some of my conditioner, it would be perfect for your hair. Anyways, I do have Art, Katherine and Tobias, so that's something. Alright that looks worlds better." Chaucer finally relinquished the other boy's hair - it was the best that could be done without product. His grey eyes scanned downward at the untucked shirt, almost as though he were tempted to tuck it himself, but thought better of it. Instead he turned his attention to the other girl at the table. *"Cancer you say? While you swim? Lords, there's always a new reason to keep indoors. Chaucer Ipswich by the way."* Chaucer was quite ready to act the part of polite gentlemen, but he was more eager to show off his new black gloves (as his previous ones were getting far too old). He held out a hand in greeting over Sabel's dish of bacon which he should watch for if he wants to keep a clear complexion... he thoughtfully added.