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Lockhartian · 10-31-2010, 03:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Tailzerr

Constantine looked up as Treyen approached the table wearing his...well...what WAS he wearing? Masterson eyed the puff around the kid's neck. "You're very welcome. I"m glad to hear that it was use for you," he smiled, faltering a little when the kid bowed. Weirdo.

"You're amusing, Treyen," he chuckled. "I'm glad you were able to figure out what I am."

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghoul

Yes, off to the table with her heavy plate. No need to stand up and eat, like a cow. Heh, her mother used to say that.

She strode up to her seat and placed the plate on the table before maneouvering her flower-fruitbowl on her head to not fall off as she sat down. Gracefully. Indeed. Hehehe.

"Good evening." She smiled a little and nodded at the Professors already at the table. Noticing Neo, however, she had to stare. What was he dressed up as? "Nice costume." Sarcasm ofcourse. But as she scooped up some fried beans onto her tortilla, and then savoured the almighty awesomeness that was Mexican food...

Oh, she'd better not be interrupted by a student. Hehe.

Honestly, if Kingsley ever came, then he'd have to ask him how does he manage to keep his clothes on all day, because this was not comfortable. Certainly not. He should've come as a Quidditch player for sure. Now, that was comfortable. Ha.

The boy smiled, more out of the relief that Mr. Masterson seemed not to be considering to turn him into a Niffler than anything else. Trust him to never ask the man for any sort of help.

Haha! The Groundskeeper was the amusing one. Not Treyen. Because coming down as himself was amusing. "We Lockharts are smart people" ALL Lockharts were, "But you were easy to figure out, Sir" yup, another nod.

And, well, maybe Lafay was easy to figure out too, because she was Medusa, was she not? And...Headmaster Tate...er, yeah, that ought to be something muggle-ish. Treyen had no idea.

But then he eyed something move next to them, and it had a lot of fruits. He couldn't help but look that way, and when he noticed who it was he looked back at his Head of House. "Well, Sir, hope you have a good evening" and he started to walk away...away from Saylen...or...maybe not?

The little Preston Kingsley straightened his jacket and moved to the side, "Bon appetite, Professor!" he said, leaning a bit towards Saylen, the boy's face get closer to her food, "I have something scholastic to discuss with you..." he said, while shrugging as if it was no big deal, "...tomorrow, yes?" he asked, because he didn't want to get into such things at Fletcher's party.

10-31-2010, 03:58 PM	#24 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,978 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Treyen had to interrupt, he had to evil Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Quote: Originally Posted by Tailzerr Constantine looked up as Treyen approached the table wearing his...well...what WAS he wearing? Masterson eyed the puff around the kid's neck. "You're very welcome. I"m glad to hear that it was use for you," he smiled, faltering a little when the kid bowed. Weirdo. "You're amusing, Treyen," he chuckled. "I'm glad you were able to figure out what I am." Quote: Originally Posted by Luna Laufghoul Yes, off to the table with her heavy plate. No need to stand up and eat, like a cow. Heh, her mother used to say that. She strode up to her seat and placed the plate on the table before maneouvering her flower-fruitbowl on her head to not fall off as she sat down. Gracefully. Indeed. Hehehe. "Good evening." She smiled a little and nodded at the Professors already at the table. Noticing Neo, however, she had to stare. What was he dressed up as? "Nice costume." Sarcasm ofcourse. But as she scooped up some fried beans onto her tortilla, and then savoured the almighty awesomeness that was Mexican food... Oh, she'd better not be interrupted by a student. Hehe. Honestly, if Kingsley ever came, then he'd have to ask him how does he manage to keep his clothes on all day, because this was not comfortable. Certainly not. He should've come as a Quidditch player for sure. Now, that was comfortable. Ha. The boy smiled, more out of the relief that Mr. Masterson seemed not to be considering to turn him into a Niffler than anything else. Trust him to never ask the man for any sort of help. Haha! The Groundskeeper was the amusing one. Not Treyen. Because coming down as himself was amusing. "We Lockharts are smart people" ALL Lockharts were, "But you were easy to figure out, Sir" yup, another nod. And, well, maybe Lafay was easy to figure out too, because she was Medusa, was she not? And...Headmaster Tate...er, yeah, that ought to be something muggle-ish. Treyen had no idea. But then he eyed something move next to them, and it had a lot of fruits. He couldn't help but look that way, and when he noticed who it was he looked back at his Head of House. "Well, Sir, hope you have a good evening" and he started to walk away...away from Saylen...or...maybe not? The little Preston Kingsley straightened his jacket and moved to the side, "Bon appetite, Professor!" he said, leaning a bit towards Saylen, the boy's face get closer to her food, "I have something scholastic to discuss with you..." he said, while shrugging as if it was no big deal, "...tomorrow, yes?" he asked, because he didn't want to get into such things at Fletcher's party.