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Post by insane on Jul 15, 2007 23:04:17 GMT -5
Isabella was walking around when she saw a house looking place. Her feat hurt so she decided to walk in. "Hog's Head." was on the sign above the door. She opened the door. It creaked loudly. She stepped in and the floor beneath her feet creaked. She saw a chair and waked over to it. She slouched in her chair a little as she hoped someone would come by so she could talk to someone. She smiled to herself and yawned.
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Post by Pepe van Lopaille on Jul 15, 2007 23:22:41 GMT -5
Pepe wandered about Hogsmede in a tranquil mood. It was drizzling a little outside, but he didn't mind a litte rain now and then. He smiled. Life was good. Hogwarts was't as horrible as some stories he had heard he hd a few friends now--a few, true, but who could complain--including Eduardo (who'd've known? Eduardo was a wizard afer all. He'd been terribly jealous wen Pepe had turned out to be one.), and the weaher was more than perfect. And, honestly... Who cared bout Gyan? People lie that led short and unhappy lives anyway. Why shouldn't one be satisfied?
It was time or a rest, though. He had been wadering for a few hours by now. Wasn't there a pub or somethig near here? The Hog's Head, that was it. He strolled inside, glancing about for a table to sit at.
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Post by insane on Jul 15, 2007 23:45:09 GMT -5
Isabella noticed someone stroll in. It was a first year Gryffindor boy. She smiled at him then looked out the window and saw it was raining and that explained why he was wet. She smiled at him calmly. "Hello." She shook her head trying to shake a few thoughts out of her mind.
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Post by Pepe van Lopaille on Jul 16, 2007 22:50:58 GMT -5
Pepe turned with some suprise tward the source of the voice tha greeted him. Aha. There was a Hufflepuff girl sitting nearby. Flicking his soggy bangs from his face, he smiled t her, cracking his knuckles quietly. "Oh. Hello! ...Do you mind if I sit with you?
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Post by insane on Jul 17, 2007 3:10:27 GMT -5
Isabella zoned out a minute. When she realized he was talking she stained to listen, but she only got the last part.
"...sit with you?"
She shook her head trying to focus. She smiled up at him.
"Yes. You can sit with me it you like. I don't mind. I don't like being alone all that much so I'm glad you are here." She smiled at him again. She motioned to a seat next to her offering it to him to sit.
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Post by Pepe van Lopaille on Jul 19, 2007 16:17:07 GMT -5
Pepe grinned cheerfully. "Thank you, thank you." He attempted to shake some of the wetness off himself before he sat, but wasn't really successful. He sat anyway. "So... I don' believe I've met you... I'm Pepe. Pepe van Lopaille." He glanced around a little. "It's, uh... Rather dark in here." The girl's weird silence and moments of zoning out were weirding him out a little.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jul 19, 2007 16:52:58 GMT -5
Gyan was cloaked, hood over his head to keep the cold out, and sitting in the far corner of the bar, sipping a butterbeer. He had heard Pepe stride in, and talk to what sounded like Isabella. He diddn't turn his head to confirm these suspicions, though, and went back to his drink.
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Post by backwardsspark on Jul 20, 2007 19:28:41 GMT -5
As the clouds and drizzle outside slackened and left, Paolo glanced upward. The sun was beginning to show through the clouds. She immediately looked for somewhere to enter, somewhere she could sit for a while, if need be. The only place nearby besides small shops was a grungy-looking pub called the Hog's Head.
Crossing the street quickly, Paolo headed inside. Glancing about, there weren't many people inside.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jul 20, 2007 20:23:15 GMT -5
Gyan handed his dusty bottle to the bartender and he gave Gyan a glass of a crimson looking substance in exchange for a galleon.
Gyan heard the newcomer, but still refrained from moving exerpt taking a drink.
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Post by insane on Jul 31, 2007 21:40:47 GMT -5
Isabella nodded politely to Pepe, agreeing it was rather dark. She smiled aimlessly then finally spoke hushed like. "No. We haven't met. I'm Isabella Waring." She chuckled then smiled wide.
She watched as a girl strode in and shook her head. I wonder who she is... another new student probably. She sighed as thoughts crept through her mind slowly and silently as she awaited Pepe to say something. Anything.
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Post by Pepe van Lopaille on Aug 2, 2007 11:57:25 GMT -5
Pepe smiled a little. "I'm Pepe van Lopaille. Pleased to make your acquaintace."
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Post by insane on Aug 2, 2007 12:10:10 GMT -5
Isabella looked up at him smiling weakly. "Would you mind if..." She bowed her head. "Never mind. I don't even know what I was going to say." She spoke with soft striking words that seemed like she was horrified and a hint of being content.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Aug 2, 2007 16:56:39 GMT -5
The cinnoman firebeer caused a light smoke to pour from Gyans nostrils, but he drank it anyway. He continued to listen to the conversations as he shroomed at the far corner of the bar, his face still hidden by his cloak hood.
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Post by qwe on Aug 17, 2007 15:21:48 GMT -5
THe door creaked open again, and a dark form sagged against it. It was a young man, tattered and dresssed in a tunic the color of earth and a cloak the color of night. His dirty brown hair hung over pale grey eyes, now widened in pain and exhaustion. He was breathing hard, short, fast gasps.
"Fadisi wos Meszi...Tepovet..."
He slipped lower on the door, as his strength left him his eyes darted wildly
"Gymhke..."
The figure slid to the floor and was silent
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