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Faerilicious · 01-28-2010, 08:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley

Oh Merlin, she was giggling again. Samuel checked over his body and even smelt under his arms, he wasn't wearing anything different than what he usually wore.

So whyyyyyy could he not get rid of this girl? And why did she keep staring at him and smiling? He had been rude and snarly and still she came back for more. It was not natural.

Would he get into trouble if he threw her out of the pub? Samuel had drifted off into dream land just thinking of how funny it would be to see the little girl flying through the air and...

Oh what was this then?

A tip?

Well now, that changed everything. Samuel pulled over a stool and sat down, placing his elbows onto the counter and putting his hands on either side of his face and he lent forward with a look of interest on his face.

"You can ask me anything Princess" he said his eyes sparkling with curiosity. So long as as there is money involved, the kid could ask him anything.

Stare.

He ... did not smell nice. Or so Madiison decided anyways as she tried to uncork the bottle before her while he sniffed himself. Maybe it was just being in this dusty place.

Uncorking the bottle of butterbeer was haaaaaaaaard, for Madiison had delicate hands which were not strong enough to withstand the hard work they had been doing lately. As hard as the task may be, it was not impossible and the little girl was determined to open it. It was a pity she was not allowed to do magic outside school. Would have made her life a whole lot easier.

Aaaaand POP. Out came the cork. Oh, yeah. She was goooooooood.

It was as the girl was pouring the butterbeer into her sparkly clean glass that her eyes caught movement around her and noticed the bartender grabbing a stool to sit.

And then he LEANED forward. Without really meaning to, Madiison leaned BACK simultaniously.

Woah, this man was creepy.

He was LOOKING at her weirdly. Again. Although this was a nice weird, somehow.

... he called her a Princess again! BEAM. Beam. Beam. Smile. Beam.

Giggling one more time, Madiison took a siiiip, just like her mother had taught her, before fixing her eyes on the big man yet again. AND LOOK! His eyes were sparkly. ~~Or was that the light?~~

"I was wonderiiiiing ..." The petite redhead started as she let her legs swiiiing a little but then she paused. Was there a NICE way to ask him if he was a squib? SHOULD she ask him? Di pressed her lips together in a thin line and wondered.

Maybe she should change the subject. Find something ELSE that was interesting.

"... if you like dust."

HUH?

01-28-2010, 08:33 AM	#79 (permalink)
Faerilicious Triwizard Champion DA's ROR Keeper Dwarf Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Australia Posts: 35,035 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aanya Agrawal First Year	Wonky Knee Quote: Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley Oh Merlin, she was giggling again. Samuel checked over his body and even smelt under his arms, he wasn't wearing anything different than what he usually wore. So whyyyyyy could he not get rid of this girl? And why did she keep staring at him and smiling? He had been rude and snarly and still she came back for more. It was not natural. Would he get into trouble if he threw her out of the pub? Samuel had drifted off into dream land just thinking of how funny it would be to see the little girl flying through the air and... Oh what was this then? A tip? Well now, that changed everything. Samuel pulled over a stool and sat down, placing his elbows onto the counter and putting his hands on either side of his face and he lent forward with a look of interest on his face. "You can ask me anything Princess" he said his eyes sparkling with curiosity. So long as as there is money involved, the kid could ask him anything. Stare. He ... did not smell nice. Or so Madiison decided anyways as she tried to uncork the bottle before her while he sniffed himself. Maybe it was just being in this dusty place. Uncorking the bottle of butterbeer was haaaaaaaaard, for Madiison had delicate hands which were not strong enough to withstand the hard work they had been doing lately. As hard as the task may be, it was not impossible and the little girl was determined to open it. It was a pity she was not allowed to do magic outside school. Would have made her life a whole lot easier. Aaaaand POP. Out came the cork. Oh, yeah. She was goooooooood. It was as the girl was pouring the butterbeer into her sparkly clean glass that her eyes caught movement around her and noticed the bartender grabbing a stool to sit. And then he LEANED forward. Without really meaning to, Madiison leaned BACK simultaniously. Woah, this man was creepy. He was LOOKING at her weirdly. Again. Although this was a nice weird, somehow. ... he called her a Princess again! BEAM. Beam. Beam. Smile. Beam. Giggling one more time, Madiison took a siiiip, just like her mother had taught her, before fixing her eyes on the big man yet again. AND LOOK! His eyes were sparkly. ~~Or was that the light?~~ "I was wonderiiiiing ..." The petite redhead started as she let her legs swiiiing a little but then she paused. Was there a NICE way to ask him if he was a squib? SHOULD she ask him? Di pressed her lips together in a thin line and wondered. Maybe she should change the subject. Find something ELSE that was interesting. "... if you like dust." HUH?