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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 3:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 7:13 pm
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Siobhan'Hannah'Grey Hufflepuff │ Second Year │ Twelve Years Old │ Single
"Thanks," Hannah said happily, and she twirled around on one foot so Grace could get a good look at her handiwork. "I made the outfit myself. Even managed to use real owl feathers. Don't worry, I only used feathers which had been shed already." She giggled, and said to Grace, "Oh, yeah, Linny's all dark and mysterious. Poor Layton's prolly going to spend half the night finding her, since she looks like some Egyptian cat goddess."
Hannah clapped cheerfully when Professor Denier told the crowd somebody had bid on Grace, and then wondered if anyone would be interested in bidding on her.
 
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2015 9:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2015 11:05 pm
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 Location: Masquerade Ball - Auction Table
Mira couldn’t help but smile when he handed her the box. It was a beautiful heart shaped box. He sure did know her well. Honestly she kind of like her association with butterflies. Everyone knew her for it or at least they should. When Timothy told her she was completely worth it, it made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. It was hard to believe someone cared that much about her. Considering the way she was it was hard to fathom. Regardless though she was grateful for Timothy and no gift in the world would ever compare to having him in her life.
“Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.” Mira said warmly before looking down at the heart shaped box again. It was then she heard that someone had bided on her sister. Looking up she only wondered who. At least she knew her handy work was working and her sister would have a date. Turning her attention back to Timothy, Mira smiled. “This is a beautiful box, Timothy.” She admitted with a smile. “Should I open it?” She asked looking up at him for the go ahead.
Once she got that, Mira opened it up to reveal a rather pretty jewelry piece. How Timothy managed to get her such nice things she’d probably never know. Though chances were he had inside help or so that was her theory. Not that she cared one way or another, everyone needed help every once in a while. “It’s beautiful…” Mira told him as she looked it over. Did she ever want to wear it and that’s exactly what she was going to do. Setting her things down for a moment on a nearby table, Mira moved her ring to the other hand before putting her new addition on her now free finger and wrist. “It’s beautiful, don’t you think?” She asked him with a bright smile, followed by a hug and a kiss. “Thank you,” Mira said genuinely.
Status: Happy... I'm the luckiest girl in the world!
With: Timothy
Wearing: Teal and Silver with a hint of butterfly mystery
OOC: ---
Spice the Rat
Anger and resentment,
A dark path you tread,
I would be careful, young one,
But, I know where you belong...
Slytherin!
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 4:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 9:26 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ Sιηgℓє ✖ Looking Super Cute at the Auction with Professor Denier xxxғeelιngxxx Amused xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ This might be funny! ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
thєч'rє gσnnα c l є α n u p чσur lσσks wíth αll thє l í є s ín thє в σ σ k s ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxxxxxxxx
tσ mαkє α c í t í z є n σut σf ч σ u ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxxxxx
вєcαusє thєч s l є є p wíth α g u n αnd kєєp αn є ч є σn чσu, s σ n ❊ ❊ ❊xxxxxx
sσ thєч c α n w α t c h αll thє t h í n g s чσu dσ ❊ ❊ ❊xxx
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spaceJazzy wasn't entirely sure who'd told the professor that she was graceful, but they'd lied. Not that it really mattered, in the end, but it was still funny to think of anyone considering her to be even remotely graceful. When someone bid on her, she didn't even have to look to see who it'd been, she'd recognized his voice easily. The Gryffindor grinned and, feeling a bit cheeky, winked and blew him a kiss. When no one else bid, she was both happy and disappointed. Disappointed because she would've liked to raise a bit more for the hospital, and also because hey, it would've been interesting to see a couple of people bidding for a date with her. But she knew that wasn't all that realistic, and a galleon was still a galleon. Besides, she could think of far worse ways to spend a night than on a 'date' with Gid. She approached her housemate with a wide grin. "Hm, and who might you be, handsome stranger?" she asked with a giggle. Then, she gestured towards the refreshments. "I dunno about you, but I'm famished," she told him. "Fancy a bite?"
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xxx❊ ❊ ❊ thєч sαч thαt t є є n α g є r s scαrє thє l í v í n g s h í t σut σf mє
xxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ thєч cσuld c α r є l є s s αs lσng αs s σ m є σ n є ' l l в l є є d
xxxxxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ sσ d α r k є n чσur c l σ t h є s σr stríkє α v í σ l є n t p σ s є
xxxxxxxxxxxx❊ ❊ ❊ mαчвє thєч'll l є α v є ч σ u α l σ n є , вut n σ t m є
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 10:38 pm
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  ✮ Sɛƈօռɖ Yɛǟʀ Gʀʏʄʄɨռɖօʀ Cɦǟsɛʀ ✮ Gideon watched the auction closely, grinning when it was finally over. He'd won! He would get to dance with Jazzy! Oh how fun! He gave his galleon to the fox, along with another that he felt like donating. He was at least pretty sure that it'd be going to the magic hospital. Knowing his history with hospitals, he'd end up there before too long. When Jazzy walked over, he adjusted and stood, wobbling for a minute on his new crutches. He was glad his mom had sent him these crutches, which made wearing long sleeves less of a pain in the butt. He smiled brightly, laughing when she said he was a stranger. "Aw, c'mon Jazzy. I know you know who I am. I mean, seriously, none of the other kids dress as fancy as me." He laughed again, then followed her gesture. She was hungry? He wasn't so much, but he wanted to be a good friend, and that meant not starving poor Jazzy! "Sure! We can go get some food. Plus, I'm really thirsty. It's a long walk from the common room." He grinned sweetly, then walked as steadily as possible to the refreshment area.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪɴ ℓιƒє ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ cяαωℓ, Lᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀɪᴘ, тяιρ αη∂ ƒαℓℓ
Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴀɴ ᴏɴ ɴᴏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ƒιη∂ уσυяѕєℓƒ
I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ωαℓкιηg'ѕ єαѕу ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪs ғʟᴀᴛ
Tʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴏʟᴇ ʜɪɪʟs'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ єνєяу тιмє
Yᴇᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ Lᴏʀᴅ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜs мσυηтαιηѕ sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ cℓιмв {OoC: Exit to Refreshment Area} |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 2:14 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 6:41 am
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Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations
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𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 || ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 || 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇
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Zeph found himself flushing red as he heard someone bid on him, and then moreso at the professor's descriptions of both him and the masked girl. He was certain that had this been any other function, everyone would see clearly the embarassed look on his face, but he was hoping the mask hid it somewhat. Maybe. He doubted it, but then again, he could dream, right? He heard the professor declare him sold off and he awkwardly lowered himself low enough to scratch the fox behind the ears, figuring that at least the fox made this less embarrassing. One galleon, and if he wasn't mistaken, that was his sister's red hair in the audience. Just what he needed, someone to remember that he actually let himself be bid upon to get a date. Granted, he originally did it to help out the hospital, but still.
He stepped down from the stage over to the girl that had won him for the evening. It was hard to tell who she was, mostly because her mask obscured her face. Then again, everyone's did this evening. He just doubted that his disguise was really any good. He put his hands behind his back when he reached her and gave her a lopsided smile and cleared his throat. "You know, it's kind of unfair that you know who I am but I have no clue who you are. Not that I'm complaining, but it just seems a bit lopsided. So, umm, what do you want to do for the evening?" He knew how this worked, well, somewhat. His mum had done some of the same things, going off with guys for the night for dates and such. He doubted it would end in the same manner as his mum's dates though. For one, this was a school event, and two, he would refuse to end the night like she did. He didn't want the same reputation that his father had.
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Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 11:39 pm
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c υ r r e n т l y ╔═══════════════════════════════╗ ✖ Sıиgłe ✖ Looking Modest at the Auction with a Crowd xxxғeelιngxxx Anxious xxxтнιnĸιngxxx ❝ This probably won't be too odd, right? ❞ ╚═══════════════════════════════╝
síck σf αll thєsє pєσplє t α l k í n g , síck σf αll thís n σ í s є ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxxxxx
tírєd σf αll thєsє cαmєrαs f l α s h í n g , síck σf в є í n g p σ í s є d ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxxxxx
tírєd σf αll thєsє cαmєrαs f l α s h í n g , síck σf в є í n g p σ í s є d ◊ ◊ ◊xxxxxx
tírєd σf αll thєsє cαmєrαs f l α s h í n g , síck σf в є í n g p σ í s є d ◊ ◊ ◊xxx
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spaceLori blushed crimson behind her mask as Zeph approached, suddenly feeling as though this had been a bad idea. She'd assumed that someone entering a date auction might not be particular about who the date inevitably was with, which was probably true. But that didn't mean he would appreciate having been bid on simply for her own personal whims. He might have legitimately been looking for an actual date, after all. She chewed her lip nervously, instantly regretting everything. This had been such a bad idea. Seriously. When he got to her, she found herself debating whether or not it would be better to tell him the truth, or simply carry on and not worry about that detail. Regardless of her intention, she wanted to treat this like a real date, after all. And his knowing it wasn't necessarily one might skew his behavior. But it seemed unfair not to be honest, and she hated lying, anyway. She swallowed, fiddling with her hands. "Um, it's, uh. Lori," she told him. "Lorelei Townsend, that is. Um, I know we've only spoken the one time. Uh, but..." She inhaled sharply, figuring that, hell, it wasn't as though he was bound by some law to actually stick with her all night if he was pissed at her for this. She might've screwed up his plans to actually try and foster some sort of a connection with someone, but... they were only thirteen, and he was an attractive enough guy, it wasn't like he'd have trouble fostering those sorts of connections in the future. It was actually because she knew he was attractive that she'd even considered this a viable option, after all. She didn't know if she was actually attracted to him, or anyone, but it seemed reasonable enough to think that if her responses were simply... delayed, that he might be someone she could potentially respond to. If she were even capable of such, which, that was the point of this. Hopefully he wasn't angry or offended.
spaceWringing her hands together, she finally confessed, "I'm conducting something of an experiment," and then immediately realized that sounded absolutely awful. It was probably the worst way she could've phrased it, in fact. She wanted to slap herself for it. "That is, I... I find that, thus far, I haven't seemed to, um. Felt any sort of... inclinations, romantically I mean, towards anyone. And I'm... curious if perhaps it's just some sort of... if I'm a late bloomer, so to speak, or if perhaps because of... of the way my mind works, if I require more... I don't even know, but, if it just takes something more than it does most for me to feel that way. Or if I simply don't and won't feel those sorts of things at all. So, I, um. When I saw you volunteer, I thought that, um. Perhaps I could... test it?" Yes, because that didn't sound absolutely horrible and completely self-centered at all, she thought bitterly. She hadn't thought her cheeks could get more red, but judging by how they suddenly felt hotter than before, they had. "I... you just, at the wedding, when we spoke, you seemed very nice, and objectively, you've... very handsome. And I thought that, if... if I were to be the sort that were capable of something like that, perhaps... you'd be someone who would... um... provoke that." Basically, if she didn't feel anything in response to him, she doubted she would feel anything in response to anyone, because personality and looks-wise, he was pretty much the whole package. Obviously, she'd have to test by repeating an experience similar to this with someone else to be certain, preferably several people, though at present she could only think of one who might agree to it, and she did despise the idea of leading someone on, even for one test-run date. One instance of nothing was not proof that nothing was there, after all.
spaceOf course, that was assuming he even agreed to continue on with her after this. "I, uh. I do understand if... if you're uncomfortable with this, or upset with me. I just... didn't quite think things through. I figured that who you ended up on a date with would be irrelevant, and didn't consider that you might actually be... trying to find something. Which... I suppose that there is a chance..." She stopped there, swallowing, eyes dropping to the floor. "I mean, technically, if there was no chance that... that this might, uh. That it might go... well, then I wouldn't have done it in the first place. But, that's only on my end, and assuming you would even... Which, obviously I understand if you don't, uh, find me at all favorable. And I'm not going to hold you to anything if you would rather not continue on with this. But... I would very much... appreciate it. If you did. And... I see no reason why we couldn't have a nice time, I do intend for this to be a proper date, it's just, I, um. Am less... looking for a boyfriend, and more looking to see if I would even want one." She shifted her weight awkwardly from one foot to the other, meeting his eyes, thankful that he couldn't see her cheeks, certain they were as red as her lips. She was also thankful that her lipstick was magic, and wouldn't smear or smudge or be ruined by her chewing her lip, because she was doing just that. She coughed lightly. "I, um. I'm not sure if I was supposed to tell you who I was. But you're right, it seemed imbalanced, and it would've been awkward if you'd not known what name to call me all night. Assuming there is an all night." She really hoped she hadn't angered him, or made him uncomfortable. She knew she likely had, though. Hopefully he wouldn't completely hate her, as she was certain that would make both their lives even more uncomfortable. They were likely to have to see one another again, however infrequently, outside of school, and there was always the chance that a professor would pair them up to work together in a lesson. She'd rather that be as painless as possible, to be honest. But, she'd made her bed, and now she had to sleep in it, after all.
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xxx◊ ◊ ◊ í'm hєαdєd strαíght fσr thє c α s t l є , thєч wαnnα mαkє mє thєír q u є є n
xxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ αnd thєrє's αn σld mαn síttíng σn thє thrσnє thαt's sαчíng thαt í prσвαвlч shσuldn't вє sσ mєαn
xxxxxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ í'm hєαdєd strαíght fσr thє c α s t l є , thєч'vє gσt thє kíngdσm l σ c k є d u p
xxxxxxxxxxxx◊ ◊ ◊ αnd thєrє's αn σld mαn síttíng σn thє thrσnє thαt's sαчíng í shσuld prσвαвlч kєєp mч prєttч mσuth shut
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