Bulletin Board

[DaniDiNardo]

Atop the marble staircase in the Entrance Hall along the corridor that will direct you to the moving staircases, you stumble across a long, horizontal cork bulletin board that is encased in glass. Here you will find an array of notices and signs, stick up by tacks and push-pins, that are meant for the entire student body to read. Anything from requests, advertisements, lost and found notices, and gentle reminders can be viewed for all eyes to see.

If you have something you would like to add to this colourful, paper-filled board, you are more than welcome to do so. Simply slide over the glass surrounding the board (it is never locked) and stick on the board whatever it is you wish for everyone to know. Having this board for your use is a privilege, not a right, so use it responsibly. Any crude drawings or messages will result in the bulletin board crumpling them up and throwing your balled notice at your face, giving you a deep paper cut, before you even have a chance to slide the glass back to its original place.

[Thereos]

It felt as though the earth had trudged around the sun one hundred times when in reality it had only been half a fortnite. Jittery and battered, Thereos was beginning to take on a rather ragged appearance. His curly brown locks streaked with glints of silver looked more unkempt and his coat less sleek. Even the curves of his muscles seemed to droop as the centaur was starve of fresh air and sunlight, as a wilted flower locked in a stone box.

Confined to one floor and one floor of this stone prison only, one could almost mistake the centaur for some of the silently screaming pictures of those inmates who had been in Azkaban for far too long.

Eyes slightly glazed over and looking at nothing in particular, Thereos now stood in front of the bulletin board with the intention of posting up his next lesson's notice. Though, presently, he had lost the will to do that.

His hooves were craving the grass beneath them...

[Bazinga]

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Originally Posted by Thereos

It felt as though the earth had trudged around the sun one hundred times when in reality it had only been half a fortnite. Jittery and battered, Thereos was beginning to take on a rather ragged appearance. His curly brown locks streaked with glints of silver looked more unkempt and his coat less sleek. Even the curves of his muscles seemed to droop as the centaur was starve of fresh air and sunlight, as a wilted flower locked in a stone box.

Confined to one floor and one floor of this stone prison only, one could almost mistake the centaur for some of the silently screaming pictures of those inmates who had been in Azkaban for far too long.

Eyes slightly glazed over and looking at nothing in particular, Thereos now stood in front of the bulletin board with the intention of posting up his next lesson's notice. Though, presently, he had lost the will to do that.

His hooves were craving the grass beneath them...

Her face was tear stained as she continued putting up the posters she had made. It was very hard to not start thinking the worst even though she wouldn't let anyone else know she was. She couldn't tell his sister what she feared, no Daisy was only a first year and she needed people to keep positive. He had to be in this castle somewhere, he just had to be or maybe he slipped through a professors floo, but that didn't seem like Tad.

As she headed to the main bulletin board she noticed that someone was already there. A frown formed on her face knowing this had to be hard on him to just stay in the castle, how awful it would be not to be able to do more than the one floor, but then couldn't a professor charm a ramp so he could go other places?

Holding her poster that had a big picture of Tad's face on it and a have you seen me she cleared her throat to she that she was there. "Hello sir, do you mind if I put this up here?" She assumed he was putting something up, but with him just standing there maybe he was just reading what was already there.

[Thereos]

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bazinga

Her face was tear stained as she continued putting up the posters she had made. It was very hard to not start thinking the worst even though she wouldn't let anyone else know she was. She couldn't tell his sister what she feared, no Daisy was only a first year and she needed people to keep positive. He had to be in this castle somewhere, he just had to be or maybe he slipped through a professors floo, but that didn't seem like Tad.

As she headed to the main bulletin board she noticed that someone was already there. A frown formed on her face knowing this had to be hard on him to just stay in the castle, how awful it would be not to be able to do more than the one floor, but then couldn't a professor charm a ramp so he could go other places?

Holding her poster that had a big picture of Tad's face on it and a have you seen me she cleared her throat to she that she was there. "Hello sir, do you mind if I put this up here?" She assumed he was putting something up, but with him just standing there maybe he was just reading what was already there.

If a professor could, they had neglected to offer. Though Thereos did not take this failing to heart. He knew that the humans had priorities to their own kind presently; a fact that the centaur was gloomily reminded of as his warm but wild bitter chocolate eyes rested on the poster the Ravenclaw youngling wished to put up.

He felt it a futile action, but he would never discourage hope and snuff out the stars in young eyes like that.

"I do not," he replied with a firm shake of his head as he slid the glass open for her and his hooves clicked impatiently against the stone floor. "Someone precious to your heart, I presume." Could she reach with her frail human arms or should he offer his rump in assistance?

[Bazinga]

Quote:

Originally Posted by Thereos

If a professor could, they had neglected to offer. Though Thereos did not take this failing to heart. He knew that the humans had priorities to their own kind presently; a fact that the centaur was gloomily reminded of as his warm but wild bitter chocolate eyes rested on the poster the Ravenclaw youngling wished to put up.

He felt it a futile action, but he would never discourage hope and snuff out the stars in young eyes like that.

"I do not," he replied with a firm shake of his head as he slid the glass open for her and his hooves clicked impatiently against the stone floor. "Someone precious to your heart, I presume." Could she reach with her frail human arms or should he offer his rump in assistance?

She was trying to hold up and be strong but his eyes on her poster and then her question the tears started again and she looked away trying to stop them. "He's been a friend since we were really little, our families are close. I haven't been able to find him for days and neither can his sister. I'm just afraid something bad has happened to him. " She started to cry harder not really wanting to, but all her frustrations from everything that was going on in her head and from being in that mist and now Tad, she just coudn't stop the tears anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't mean to be this upset, I'm just worried." She wiped her eyes and tried to reach up and put the poster up, but being so short she was struggling.