SSRP: what would you pick?

[sweetpinkpixie]

What do two third year Slytherins have in common? Sass and a Teen Witch quiz, as it turns out.

Unable to complete the scene at the Food Trolley before it closed and harkened in officially IC summer 2111, this thread shall serve as its continuation. Just what kind of personality will Solomon be the most in tune with? Will Sage ever share one of her pumpkin pasties? These burning questions and more shall surely be answered before the Hogwarts Express pulls in to King's Cross Station.

CHARACTERS [this is a closed RP]
Solomon Duck [Emzily]
Sage Ramson-Kruus [sweetpinkpixie]

[sweetpinkpixie]

Quote:

Originally Posted by Emzily

HAHA. “What do you mean they can do better?!!” That was very rude and undeserving. Solly quite thought he was a bit of a catch, although he wasn’t really trying to be. His two not girlfriends thought a lot of him, anyway!

Solomon rolled his eyes because of course Sage would choose an option not on the list. She did seem like the type to not like something purely because everyone else liked it… Solly was not one of those people. “Jazz?! Jazz is rubbish.” He was being brutally honest, and fully expected backlash from his statement.

After she had accepted his extremely kind gesture of the chocolate frog, and he had started to unpack his, Solomon resumed heading away from the trolley with Sage, maybe towards a compartment? Would she share with him? Would she share her pumpkin pasties with him?? “Those look good.” He averted his eyes to them. “They would really balance out the chocolatey-ness of the chocolate frogs, don’t you think?” He chomped a leg from his wriggling feast.

He snorted quickly at Sage saying ‘hit up’, but listened intently to the next question. Easy, no brainer. “Exploding snap, of course.” To busy the brain, maybe, but also to hustle some unassuming first years.

Thankfully she did not know about these delusions he carried around with him, though she did know about the tights and was moderately disappointed that she had skipped out on the party in favor of spending more time in the reptile house, or else she would be setting the record straight with him. Or watch from the sidelines with a couple of licorice wands with disgusted amusement. Really would depend on her mood of the day and how bored she was feeling. "Just, you know, better," she beamed with overly fluttering eyelashes. Maybe she would pick up a bit more of what he was putting down, in jest as it all surely was. "Someone who understands and appreciates the superior genre that is jazz." She paused a moment, content to leave things at that, and decided she ought to show just a bit more tenderness. Solomon had seemed genuinely distraught by the banter and maybe not as fortified as Sage had presumed. "Though, suppose it is hard to not be lure in by those curls."

Walking down the corridor some more, Sage took a couple of decent nibbles out of one of the pumpkin pasties while trying to balance her other treats in her other hand. Little flecks of puff pastry fell from the snack and to the front of her blouse and would have clung to the corner of her mouth did she not swoop her tongue over it to collect said crumbs. "That's an interesting thought. I'd never considered pumpkin and chocolate together before," she mused as she swung his head over to look at Solomon. "You ought to try it sometime." Another, bigger crunch into her pumpkin pasty before she juggled the things in her hands so she could look back at the quiz they were still completing.

"Exploding snap...interesting," she nodded as she followed the branch his path lead to. "You're walking the school corridor when you see your crush approaching. Do you a, smile sweetly at them or b, give them a high five?" And while he pondered all that, she looked back to where her choices branched off at - since she would NOT be picking Exploding Snap over a day of shopping in Diagon Alley.

[Emzily]

Thankful, indeed. Solly intended not to tell Sage about his two not girlfriends to rid him of the risk himself a train ride… or a lifetime… of mockery. While he could handle her level of strong personality, stuff likes girlfriends and boyfriends was just embarrassing. If Sage wasn’t so sarcastic all the time then maybe she would make the cut as well.

Hmm that was a thought he hadn’t had before.

“Maybe I would have appreciated it in the 1800s,” Solomon was unaware that his historical dates were chosen at random and way off.

His right eye twitched when she complimented (?) his hair. He had many physical traits worth complimenting but he didn’t think his rugged hair was one of them. His awkwardness quickly disappeared and he smiled. “Careful, you might just fall for me too.” That would surely peeve her.

Solomon wasn’t as mindful of the messes he was making with his treats, his fingers and chin left with smudges of chocolate. He proceeded to lick his fingers all the while producing the most annoying lip smacking sound known to man. He pouted as it was becoming clear that Sage did not want to share. “If only a chocolate frog and pumpkin pastry were in the same place at the same time.” He began, “oh wait!” Eyes widened, he gestured towards both of their snacks.

This quiz was hilaaaaarious, and not something Solomon had ever done before, also having no sisters that could have exposed him to such delights. “I would probably do both.” A high five without a smile would be an odd thing indeed. “But I’ll pick b, high five.” That was one step closer to a hand hold.

[sweetpinkpixie]

Lifetime. Probably. More likely than not she would get bored of teasing him about the same thing after a few months. He really should press his luck sometime to find out. They WERE embarrassing. He should join her sometime in Hogsmeade sitting at a doily table watching all the couples make oogly eyes at one another and help her pick which pair to bother and properly embarrass. It was fun.

"Try 1915," she replied with a hard roll of the eyes. "Earliest form of recorded jazz sheet music is believed to be from 1915." Unless he wanted to pretend that he was ahead of the curve. He could do that if he wanted. "1920's are known as the Jazz Age." It really was a wonder she hadn't learned the saxophone on top of the piano and drums. Maybe she could see about getting one of her dads to let her take lessons at Atticus' this summer for it. She was itching to expand her musical repertoire, after all.

She would not, repeat, would NOT fall into the trap he was clearly laying out for her and despite her cheeks puffing beside her puckered lips...she managed to swallow back one retort in favor of another. "Who says I haven't already?" Ha. What shade of pink would he turn now?

Her brow raised at his gesture and she immediately held her pumpkin pasties a little closer. Not that she expected him to just snatch them from her grasp or something childish like that. "An eye for an eye makes the world go blind, you know." As in, just because he gave her a chocolate frog did not mean he was entitled to one of her pumpkin pasties.

"Both..." she repeated, hoping he would make up his mind before she asked him to because both was not a branch on this quiz. A high five sounded the more awkward of the two to her but...well...that also seemed on brand for Solomon. "Mmm, I'll be on the look out for that whenever I see you in the corridors then." Maybe not for her specifically but just in general. You know, curious minds with nosy intentions. Despite going down different paths, he had arrived at the same question as she. "MMmmk. You're in the library with two choices of book to check out. Do you a, pick up the latest edition of Plimpy Soup for the Wizarding Soul or b, A Summer of Dragons by Everett Scabior."

This too, was a very easy choice for her and her eyes were already scanning down to the bit of the quiz.

[Emzily]

Fine, he was way off but the facts didn't matter too much to Solly. Cleverness and being a smarty-pants was lame and was saved for the Ravenclaws. Sorry, Aurora. "Blah, blah, blah," he replied, gesturing with his hand that she was talking too much. He smiled playfully after, just because he didn't want her to hate him, though it was hard to say whether she already hated him. All he knew was that their current interaction was amusing him so much and distracting him from the nausea he usually felt from a train ride.

Okay... okay.......... okay...

Solomon was beginning to admit defeat here. His eyes narrowed as he tried to read Sage better, because if she really had fallen for him then this was about to be really awkward. "Ummmm... wait, really?" HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY, OKAY? And yes, he was beginning to feel shades of pink rising beneath his cheeks.

You win, Sage, you win.

Awe, her pulling inwards of her pastries was disappointing. Solomon sighed heavily and continued to deface the chocolate frog in his hand. "You don't want to share with a friend, I get it." But if you couldn't share with a friend, then who could you share with? Sharing was caring, after all. He did feel a little regret parting ways with the second chocolate frog, though.

Ewwww, Solly didn't enjoy the library, or checking out books unless it was absolutely neccesary. He shrugged his shoulders, "The one about dragons, I guess." He likely wouldn't read it, but the title sounded far more appealing than a book about soup. Rubbish question.

[sweetpinkpixie]

Uh, RUDE. Sage rolled her eyes in response to his antics but otherwise let the topic drop on her victory. Maybe he should come to more orchestra performances and learn a thing or two, he might even enjoy himself.

What came next was simply a delight as Solomon truly was wiggling like a worm on a hook. An analogy that she was not particularly fond of since she was not a fan of fishing, but he did remind her of a worm from the one time she had gone with one of her dads. Turning to look at him, she turned up the charm and really started laying the fluttering eyelashes on thick as she stepped to him with an almost uncomfortable proximity. "Wouldn't you..." she began as she reached forwards and tapped his nose with her index finger. "...like to know." She had seen some sixth or seventh year use this kind of coy technique during her observations and it felt as ridiculous to perform as it was to watch. Perfect for the current situation, if she did say so herself. Oh, and she forgot one thing: the wink. An essential.

Wink completed, Sage sidestepped from Solomon so they could continue their stroll with Witch Weekly - they really ought to sort out a destination soon though. She was not a fan of wandering aimlessly indoors and train corridors could only offer so much before they became redundant. "You can have the chocolate frog back if you only gave it to me with the expectation that I would give you a pumpkin pasty," she offered as she literally offered him back the box with the chocolate frog still inside and wrapping untouched. She wasn't into conditional snacks nor conditional friendships - so don't just be sticking around for a handout, okay Solomon? "And...maybe I'll get three next time, the ride back to Hogwarts, so I can share then."

Sage wasn't sure she appreciated his response here because that meant they were selecting the same outcome. That that she pigeon holed herself into be a contrarian for the sake of it but...did they really have the same taste? Was she in tune with someone who so vehemently loathed jazz music?! "You got...a Soulful Singer. Nothing makes you melt like a caring individual like Abra or the ladies of Pygmypuff Parade. You and your sweet crush will go on amazing dates you'll never forget." Her eyes quickly scanned the bottom row of results. Solomon would be none the wiser - it wasn't like she had been detailing her quiz journey aloud while he took it.

[Emzily]

Solly probably WOULD enjoy going to an orchestra performance, he just wasn’t very open minded to things he had never experienced or taken any interest in before. It Sage was thinking of extending an invitation then that would be even better…

Well… if he wasn’t defeated before, then he absolutely was now. Three foot under, actually. While he still could see that Sage was probably joking and trying to pull a fast one over him, he really didn’t know an appropriate way to respond to the way she was acting. He tried to think about what Anna would do in this situation, since he didn’t have any guy friends to mirror their charm, but funnily enough thinking of what Anna would do wasn’t helpful at all. “I…” the pause felt like forever. “… would like to know.” He really would like to know what nose bumps meant.

“Did you just wink at me?” His eyebrow raised as she pretty much outed herself as a faker. He was hurt, and thus so snatched the chocolate frog back that she had offered him. Too right he only gave it to her in exchange for a pumpkin pasty. “Fine. I guess I’ll endure sitting by you on the train ride back in that case.” He WINKED.

Solomon beamed with pride as Sage read out his magazine outcome, even if it wasn’t really that accurate, nor anything meaningful. “Soulful singer, nice.” Proud as punch. As for taking his sweet crush (lol) on amazing dates… well, he’d never been on a date before and had a few more years until he was likely to. “Well, what did you get?” Solly was DYING to know.

[sweetpinkpixie]

If she felt like she was proving a point she would be dragging his behind to a concert or two at the Phoenix Theater. She was determined to give him a proper musical education so he should be expecting an owl from her over the summer with an invitation of some sort once she convinced at least one of her dads to get her tickets.

She was feeling particularly triumphant seeing the gradient of reds and pinks that were twirling and swirling across his features, she had anticipated Solomon being more...resistant and more 'girls have cooties' kind of posture instead of what he was presenting her with. Unfair and completely uncalled for, now she did not know how to navigate things while also maintaining the upper hand she had so deliciously secured. "You're just going to have to be more observant and figure that out on your own." Yes, that sounded flirtatious enough to work but also leave him wondering - because she sure was doing a fair bit of wondering herself at the moment. He didn't even like jazz music for Circe's sake.

Sage rolled her eyes and decided to ignore his sarcasm while he snatched back the chocolate frog she had not even asked for in the first place. No loss to her, though his wink sure made her giggle a little bit. "You get something in your eye just now?" she hummed while conducting her finger in a bit of a tight corkscrew like spiral towards his eye. He obviously wasn't enduring as much as he claimed or else he would just walk off, at least that was what she would do in the event she was not enjoying her present company. Far from the case now, truth be told.

She certainly was irked, though she remarkably kept it just below the surface and not on her features, that they had received the same results...good thing she hadn't been answering aloud as they went along because she could change things up and he would be none the wiser. "A Sporty Sort," she replied almost a little too quickly. "An athletic persona like West Odessa or Melanie Sung is just what you need. You two will spend hours outside soaking up the warm weather together." So....there. Yes. Obviously. They did not have the same taste in people. Obviously! "I mean...it only makes sense someone who has a thirst for the great outdoors would be ideal." Not that she really needed to justify her fabricated results at all. "At least neither of us landed on A Creative Cutie and Joshua Miller is a complete moron from what I read and I would find those results totally offensive." Sage then closed the magazine and tucked it under her arm.

[Emzily]

GIRLS were a nightmare. He couldn’t even pretend to know what was going on in Sage’s mind, whether she was just trying to annoy him (probably), or if she was… dunno - crushing on him? ”You’re being a weirdo.” That felt like an appropriate response and a good way to shrug all of this off.

As for the corkscrewed finger that was being aimed at him, Solomon reached out and grabbed it and made a fart noise, spraying little specs of spit all over her (that part was an accident). Way to change the vibe of this conversation completely, but that was kinda what Solly was after.

West Odessa, huh? And what about the old Quidditch flame, Theodore Kinsley? Although comparing to him would be a completely different type of result. Miserable maggot, was more fitting. “You got Sporty Sort?” Solomon seemed surprised that Sage would get that result, but he apparently had too much trust in her to think for a second that she had fabricated the results. “Fair enough,” he said after she explained it anyway, then nodded, “Yeah, I totally agree.” He really had no idea who Joshua Miller was.

“At least we didn’t get the same.” Solomon laughed. Because that would be AWKWARD.

Finally, the silly magazine was being put away.

[sweetpinkpixie]

Incorrect, but he could continue to be entitled to his wrong opinion because she was getting tired of running in circles with Solomon on some of this and it was all a whole lot less fun now that she felt like she was losing the upper hand in the battle. "Am not," she replied with a particularly aggressive eyeroll. "You are being immature. It can't be helped though because it is a proven biological fact that girls mature more quickly than boys." So...there. She was not being a weirdo she was simply being more mature than him. No more arguing.


Case and point? What happened next.

Her face twisted and jaw set to the point that her lips parted just enough to show her clenched teeth. A groan slowly release from Sage's grit teeth like air being slowly let out of a balloon and she pulled her hand away from his grip as though his fingers were hot coals so she could use her sleeve to wipe her cheeks. Solomon Duck was officially officially the embodiment of immaturity. - even more so than Reuben and that was a true accomplishment.

"Yup," she replied entirely too quickly while tucking the magazine under her other arm and well out of reach despite him making no effort to try and take it back to inspect anything. "Sporty Sort." Not at all the precise same result you had received, Solomon. "So...if you ever start taking a serious interest in athletics I will know precisely what is up."