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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 9:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 9:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 10:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2013 8:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 11:26 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 1:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 7:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 8:24 pm
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Jacob Drage
First Year - Gryffindor Keeper
`•» »-(¯`v´¯)-»
Jacob winced as he made his way through the corridor toward the Hospital Wing. Well, this was going to be the first time for him there, so he was kind of nervous. Last time he got hurt, his mum had taken him to a muggle hospital and had stitches put into his shin when he fell on a piece of glass. Only, his broken arm and ribs probably hurt worse than the glass did. What made this really odd for him was the fact that he was walking side by side with the quidditch captain for Slytherin.
Weren't they all arses or something? At least, that was the impression he got off of anyone that talked about him. He was kinda glad that Night never ended up there, but being near the seemingly cheerful Head Boy made him think. "So, if you're so nice, why are you in Slytherin? Isn't that where all the bad wizards go?" Oh yeah, definitely letting his injuries mess with his head. How could he even ask that question out of the blue? Sheesh, it was like his mum and dad never taught him manners at all.
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Location: Third Floor Corridor near the Hospital Wing
State: In pain
OOC: ...
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:19 pm
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Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
Seventh Year
Third Floor Corridor
Ronyo had walked with Jacob to the Hospital wing, as he had intended to do after being partially responsible for the kids injuries. The hits had come from the plans and tactics for the best outcome of the biggest game of the year, and Ronyo had purposefully left out names of the key targets for the beaters, like Jacob, to take away in familiarity should it prove distracting during the match. Honestly he had not liked the way he went about the planning and follow through of the match but it had gotten results, but it was also clear that there was a cost to those results. Four of the Gryffindor team had been badly injured during the game, most of them from either Dominic or Ronyo himself looking to take them out of the game. The Head Boy was glad to be done with Quidditch even though he had enjoyed it so much he feared the competitive nature of the game might lead him to become something he didn't like.
On that note it seemed the young lion limping with him to the hospital wing was also curious about Ronyo's apparent nature. His question was blunt and straight to the point, a quality often associated with Gryffindors and at times made addressing issues much easier. It was something Ronyo never got tired of hearing, because he truly enjoyed the look on people's faces when they saw a Slytherin, infamous for being bad wizards and witches, being nicer than a Hufflepuff and more respectful than a Gryffindor. With a chuckle Ronyo gave the boy a smile and took a rest against the corridor wall while he answered, his leg glad to have the break for a moment.
"Bad wizards can come from any house in truth. You can have courageous dark wizards, intelligent evil witches, and even zealotry loyal followers of darkness. Slytherin gets more of the bad lot mainly because of the cunning and pride aspect of the house, but those can be good qualities in a person if done right," Ronyo laughed as he realized the humor in what he was about to say, "You likely going to be the hundredth person I have said this too now, but not all Slytherin are snakes."
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 12:28 am
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 ∞Dhylan Nolynn's Kitten∞Dhylan had run from the library, muttering something about being late, which left the tiny kitten to herself. She hurried after her owner, trying to find him. She was able to see him fleeing upward, so she tottered to the stairs. Who would feed her now?! Not that the poofy little thing needed much food right then, but someone to hold and cuddle her would be nice! She sat by the bottom step, then started mewling, waiting for someone to rescue her. A silver tag hung from her pink collar, showing the word "Nolynn" on one side, and a faded address on the other. All the lettering was done in a curling script, making it look fancy. If the collar didn't show she had a loving owner, the soft, clean fur and chubby body would. It didn't look like she'd ever gone hungry. For now, she would just sit and wait, mewling and purring and hoping for cuddles and a nice bowl of milk.  |
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 11:54 pm
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 Dracula...........................
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I didn't know that cheshire cats grinned............
...In fact, I didn't know that cats could grin.
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Down the long, strange corridor the black cat prowled, looking for all the world like a panther that had been shrunk to size. Golden eyes gazed out at the hallway, curious, but cautious. Dracula, pet to Adalaide Blythe, had lost his human-mummy on the way to one of her lessons, he thought. He didn't like being far from her... who would take care of him? As he scanned the area, looking for some sign of her, he spotted another cat, a chubby little thing, sitting near the steps, seemingly waiting for something. Dracula approached slowly, his eyes sharp. He kept to the shadows, sniffing the air and watching... He sat down against a pillar and tilted his head, a gesture he'd picked up from his mother. "Mrow?" A quiet call, a question. Barely audible. He watched, eyes cautious.
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:08 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:14 am
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Dracula...........................
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I didn't know that cheshire cats grinned............
...In fact, I didn't know that cats could grin.
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Dracula flinched away when the small, chubby kitty sniffed his nose, his eyes going wide. "Mrow?" His tone this time was shocked, and questioning. Who are you? What are you doing? He supposed the kitty might be doing what he was doing and waiting for his own human-mummy... or daddy, he thought, sniffing a boy on the orange cat. He laid his upper body down on the floor, looking up at her questioningly. He was bigger, and stronger, so if she started a fight, he could take her... or run away, he thought. So he wasn't really worried about being hurt or anything. But still... he was always careful. His tail flicked a bit, and he sniffed the air, looking at the other cat with intense eyes. "Mew," he said, watching her. His butt wiggled a bit before he sat it down, his body laying on the floor. After a second, he rolled so he was on his back, looking up at her. "Mrow."
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 12:27 am
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