07-26-2010, 08:21 PM
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Blast-Ended Skrewt
Join Date: Jul 2008 Location: Divoland
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Dahlia Betsy Marin First Year x7 x6
| Torin, Miranda, Lori, Miles, Violet, Masterson & others. lol <3333333333 Sanctuary Abnormal | HuffRavSlythDor | Guard Badger ♥ | Stargater | Awaiting Culling
Pffftttt. He didn't mind. As if that would have stopped her anyway.... Although she was glad she checked about Brody. "Ohhh I was going to hug you anyway," she giggled, leaning forward and wrapping her arms around his neck. Grabbing his face, Sarah planted a smacker on his cheek, before sitting back on the bench and giving the poor guy some room. At least SHE was...
Sarah put her hand up in greeting to Violet, the girl she had only ever met in the hospital wing - when she had been rude about Raiden. It surprised her actually to see a Prefect-hater so close to her fellow Huffie. Something must have changed in her.
And then Miles arrived, followed by some more people. All intent on talking to Torin. She gave a smile and wave to them all. Sarah had never seen the Hufflepuff table so busy. Shame it had to take her friend leaving to make that happen. Wiping her eye slightly, to get rid of the forming tears, she turned in her seat when she heard the familiar voice of Lorilou.
Gigglesnorting to herself, Sarah couldn't help but give her friend a poke as she stood tapping her foot. "Sit next to meeeee, Lori," she whined, patting the bench between her and Torin. It would get her closer to the boy anyway, and she seemed to want that.
Annnnnd then she was tackled from behind - by someone who nearly got a fork in their head for their trouble. Sarah had just been adding stuff to her plate at the time, you see. She wasn't being intentionally vicious. "Eeep! Mirandaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I wondered where you were," she laughed, grabbing the captain into another hug once she'd sat down.
Was that a chicken leg?
Sarah watched the thing soar into the air and land on the floor with a slight thump. Wrinkling her brow, she wondered what had caused Miranda to throw her dinner around, until she saw the figure of their Head of House looming over them. Huh. Sarah had totally not seen or heard him arrive. "Heyyyy Mr Mastersooooon," tiredness makes you hyper sometimes. "Would you like some chicken? I promise it's not the one Miranda threw on the floor..." Sarah pointed to the one in her hand, then the other one, just to prove it.
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