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Post by abcdefg on Jun 19, 2007 22:13:24 GMT -5
Isabella looked at her note pad then at Tomas then at Fork. She nodded slightly to Fork telling her the other name was his. She looked over and Tomas.
"I don't know. Probably not." She shrugged then went back to doodling on the page. She started to ponder random ideas around in her head wondering what she should do. Should I write a story or not...? She kept asking herself the same thing as if she would forget it.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 19, 2007 22:18:04 GMT -5
"You should write a story about the dark side of hogwarts. There some force here and I don't know if I'm the only one that feels it but somehting bad is hidden here"
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 19, 2007 22:31:43 GMT -5
Isabella's gaze lifted from the note pad to Tomas and had a blank stare.
"No I didn't notice. And I don't know. I'm not even sure if I will." Her tone was fairly flat. She didn't seem to be all that interested in talking about her idea to write a book since she wasn't even sure if she should work on it or not. She still talked about it but it was fairly emotional since she didn't want to talk about it all that much.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 19, 2007 22:44:58 GMT -5
"Sorry to creep you out lately I just haven't felt like myself. It's like there's some kind of force is coming over me"
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 20, 2007 16:20:28 GMT -5
"Some might call it puberty" Gyan said inspite of himself. He had just strolled past the corridor when he saw a large crowd of people, and caught the last few words of the conversation. "Better keep walking, I don't wan't to get in the middle of things" he muttered to himself.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 21, 2007 12:30:47 GMT -5
Tomas whirled around as if half expecting to see his father's disappointed face. "That's sounded like Gyan. He must have ran off he doesn't like crowds.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 21, 2007 14:10:44 GMT -5
Gyan infact, was sitting in a window sill, just out of sight from the corridor. He loved sitting in window sills. On one side, death, on the other, saftey. Or it was to most humans. If Gyan fell out of the window, he could simply transform and flutter away. He wasn't up to talking right now, so he hoped the crowd would stay in the corridor.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 21, 2007 14:22:13 GMT -5
Tomas brushed the feeling off and turned back the crowd realizing just how awkward this silence really was.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 21, 2007 16:41:35 GMT -5
Isabella shook her head and smiled faintly. She was getting kinda nervous. There were so many people who randomly showed up. It didn't bother her she just wasn't used to it.
"It's ok. You didn't creep me out or nothin'. I'm fine. Really. I just... I dunno." She chuckled at how stupid she must sound.
She looked at everyone in the room then started to doodle some more.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 21, 2007 16:48:07 GMT -5
"Just want to make sure you know we're all friends here at least I think. Well I know I'm you guys friend unless you don't want me to be." Tomas said not looking anyone in the eyes.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 21, 2007 20:34:49 GMT -5
Gyan listened to the conversation from his hidden window, waiting for something interesting to happen. Gyan haddn't any other friends besides his brother, and never found the need for them. They were nice to have though.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 21, 2007 20:39:59 GMT -5
Tomas could tell Gyan was reluctant. He that inward look to him. The kind of guy who kept to himself. Tomas could respect that he was the same way.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 21, 2007 21:00:55 GMT -5
Tomas, in every sense, a Gryffindor. Kind of kept inside of himself, but a little too worried of others opinons. Gyan wouldn't care if the whole school hated him. It'd just give him more targets to curse.
Gyan sighed. He was tempted to transform and fly out the window, but diddn't fell like coming back for his bag. Oh well, he'd have to make it on foot.
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 21, 2007 21:09:46 GMT -5
Tomas decided that this was all a tad to drab for him. He started invisably shifting toward the door. Always the type to stir things up Tomas managed to whisper an "Avis" filling the room with frustrated swallows. Each of which took a persons shoulder and annoyingly chirped in their ears. But to there best interest no matter how much they swatted the birds always found a place to land. Tomas merely sunk away and hide behind a door frame.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 21, 2007 21:18:17 GMT -5
Gyan couldn't contain himself, he had to do it.
Peeling into the corridor and barked, "Oppugno!"
This was a handy spell that caused animals of lesser intelligence to attack their target, in this case, everyone in the corridor. After compleating his work, he slid behind the closest door frame, bumping into Tomas.
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