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Lexers · 05-02-2010, 01:49 PM

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Originally Posted by noodles

Now who would just leave things lying on the pavement for unsuspecting wizards to trip over? James raised his head with a groan of despair and placed his palms to the ground to push himself up onto his feet.. but he paused. It would appear that the inanimate object he fell over had a voice. He swallowed and turned his head to see a.. a Muggle! He'd been in the muggle world for all of three minutes and had somehow managed to fall over one. Was it custom for the people of muggle blood to sit on the pavement? It appeared the voice was friendly. This was good. James had seen how muggles usually solved their problems on that tellybox his brother had set up for him -he was partial to a bit of Coronation Street- but muggle folk were barbaric and liked to use their fists to solve their problems.

“I-I-I” Oh dear Dumbledore! - the kneazle had not only piqued his curiosity, but had now got his tongue too. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, concentrating on what he was trying to say. “I'm fine.” He said softly, opening his eyes to look at the man.

He felt his forehead to find that when he smacked his head, he managed to gash it. He clawed his way up onto his knees and turned to face the man, flopping down with all the grace he could muster into a sitting position. “M-my face? Is it ba-bad?” He queried. And what was this 'boat' thing he spoketh of? He looked at the muggle with curiosity. He looked normal enough. “B-buh buh-boat?” He stuttered out questionally not even realising that to this muggle he would sound quite insane not knowing what one was.

James looked at him wondering possibly if after several times the man could get the vowel out.
"You, you what?" He queried anxiously. If said Muggle was critically hurt/dying James wasn't in the mood to play superman/nice person.
"Oh thank Merlin," James whispered inaudibly to himself. "Good. Can you get up?" Hopefully he hadn't broken anything..
He waited, with as much patience as a Parker could muster, for the man to get up. His comment about his face had just been in passing, afterall usually when one decided to lick the pavement with one's cheeks you did usually get some grazing.
"Oh Morgana.." That was bad. He looked like he'd just decided to fall flat on his face. Well.. he.. oh well.
"Well, it's not that bad. Could be worse, right?" He tried one of those optimistic faces because this man was a stranger with a face uglier than a baboon's bottom. Prospects were slim.
But James was feeling charitable. Maybe he could fix this muggle man up and send him on his way with a good memory charm? "Do you like ponies?" He asked innocently, trying to distract the poor bloke so he could whip his wand out.
Boat? Wait. What muggle didn't know what a boat was? Merlin, what wizard didnt know what a boat was?
"Where have you been living mate? It's this moving people carrier that floats on water. I got to School on one in Tahiti.." James reminsced and then laughed, "You a hermit or something?" Now that would be a cool story, "The Muggle who knew not."

05-02-2010, 01:49 PM	#60 (permalink)
Lexers Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: GMT +10 Posts: 7,484 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lucas L. Rodemiere Third Year x3	Quote: Originally Posted by noodles Now who would just leave things lying on the pavement for unsuspecting wizards to trip over? James raised his head with a groan of despair and placed his palms to the ground to push himself up onto his feet.. but he paused. It would appear that the inanimate object he fell over had a voice. He swallowed and turned his head to see a.. a Muggle! He'd been in the muggle world for all of three minutes and had somehow managed to fall over one. Was it custom for the people of muggle blood to sit on the pavement? It appeared the voice was friendly. This was good. James had seen how muggles usually solved their problems on that tellybox his brother had set up for him -he was partial to a bit of Coronation Street- but muggle folk were barbaric and liked to use their fists to solve their problems. “I-I-I” Oh dear Dumbledore! - the kneazle had not only piqued his curiosity, but had now got his tongue too. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, concentrating on what he was trying to say. “I'm fine.” He said softly, opening his eyes to look at the man. He felt his forehead to find that when he smacked his head, he managed to gash it. He clawed his way up onto his knees and turned to face the man, flopping down with all the grace he could muster into a sitting position. “M-my face? Is it ba-bad?” He queried. And what was this 'boat' thing he spoketh of? He looked at the muggle with curiosity. He looked normal enough. *“B-buh buh-boat?”* He stuttered out questionally not even realising that to this muggle he would sound quite insane not knowing what one was. James looked at him wondering possibly if after several times the man could get the vowel out. "You, you what?" He queried anxiously. If said Muggle was critically hurt/dying James wasn't in the mood to play superman/nice person. "Oh thank Merlin," James whispered inaudibly to himself. "Good. Can you get up?" Hopefully he hadn't broken anything.. He waited, with as much patience as a Parker could muster, for the man to get up. His comment about his face had just been in passing, afterall usually when one decided to lick the pavement with one's cheeks you did usually get some grazing. "Oh Morgana.." That was bad. He looked like he'd just decided to fall flat on his face. Well.. he.. oh well. *"Well, it's not that* bad. Could be worse, right?" He tried one of those optimistic faces because this man was a stranger with a face uglier than a baboon's bottom. Prospects were slim. But James was feeling charitable. Maybe he could fix this muggle man up and send him on his way with a good memory charm? "Do you like ponies?"** He asked innocently, trying to distract the poor bloke so he could whip his wand out. Boat? Wait. What muggle didn't know what a boat was? Merlin, what wizard didnt know what a boat was? "Where have you been living mate? It's this moving people carrier that floats on water. I got to School on one in Tahiti.." James reminsced and then laughed, "You a hermit or something?" Now that would be a cool story, "The Muggle who knew not."