Kim Rivers
Loving you isnt really something i should do!
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Post by Kim Rivers on Mar 1, 2006 14:36:45 GMT
Kim entered the three broomsticks looking for a place to relax. She picked a table by the window and sat there, staring outside watching people hurry back and forth from all the shops in hogsmeade. Kim giggled to herself as she watched them. People rushing about not watching where their going and bumping into other people or falling over. She shook her head, still smiling, and looked away. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, went into her own little world, unaware now of the other people outside.
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Brian Chase
Ex Caretaker
Slytherin Graduate
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Post by Brian Chase on Mar 2, 2006 2:24:17 GMT
Brian looked at his fellow Slytherin,''What the he** is she doing?'' He wodered to himself.
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Kim Rivers
Loving you isnt really something i should do!
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Post by Kim Rivers on Mar 2, 2006 13:45:29 GMT
Kim opened her eyes and noticed someone was looking at her. She didnt know him though she knew he was head boy and she knew he was in her house."Dont you know its rude to stare" she said smiling still looking at him. She couldnt keep a strait face.
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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 4, 2006 21:52:55 GMT
Professor Mandrake walked into the three broomsticks and noticed two students. he gave a little wave and sat down at the bar, and ordered a firewater.
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Kim Rivers
Loving you isnt really something i should do!
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Post by Kim Rivers on Mar 4, 2006 21:55:33 GMT
She waved back and carried on looking at chase.
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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 4, 2006 23:07:33 GMT
Mandrake had just finished his seventh firewater when he started playing with fire. He kept pasing it in his hands and shooting it into a glass of water, only to be sitting in the water still flaming. Mandrake was seriously drunk when he remembered what that german teacher said to him. It was dark outside and he stumbled out the doorway. He collected five stars light and turned it into flames. It was floating in front of him as he carried it. He was just in the middle of the road when he stumbled and fell. The ground caught fire immediatly and Mandrake layed beside it unconscious.
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Post by Apronia Silvanus on Mar 4, 2006 23:42:29 GMT
"Bloody Professors, ordering me about like a bloody Squib. As if I've got nothing better to do than rescue idiots from fires. Bloody drunken idiots." she continued her muttering in Italian, stomping out the fire with a large leather boot, slinging the drunken Professor over her shoulder and heading back for the castle.
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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 4, 2006 23:56:38 GMT
((OCC: im an idiot?))
Mandrake gained consciousness. He felt someone carrying him. He reached for his wand to make her stop. He pulled it out and pointed at her back ready to make her immobile.
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Post by Prof. Algernon Moncrieff on Mar 4, 2006 23:58:46 GMT
(( Ooc; Reggie, she's trying to rescue and bring you back to the castle, why're you trying to curse her? -__-))
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Post by Apronia Silvanus on Mar 5, 2006 0:03:49 GMT
Apronia felt the man on her back shift. In a moment he was pinned to the ground, wand cast aside and a knife just nicking his throat.
"You're straining my patience. I just saved your life. Technically, you owe me a wizard's debt. Now then, shall we call it a truce?"
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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 5, 2006 0:07:17 GMT
((OOC: I dont like being carried))
Mandrake laughed, then with a flash he apparated and dissappered.
((OOC: Nothing against you Apronia. I just have to make a daring getaway.))
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Post by Apronia Silvanus on Mar 5, 2006 0:11:12 GMT
Apronia frowned, tapping her knife against her lower lip. Something's not right with that guy, she thought with concern.
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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 5, 2006 0:14:19 GMT
Mandrake only apparated 30 feet away and watched her. He laughed and turned and walked away toward the castle.
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Post by Prof. Eithne l'Keitha on Mar 5, 2006 3:36:03 GMT
Watching the whole confrontation from a corner of the Three Broomsticks, Prof. l'Keitha raised her eyebrows. She had expected the bizarre in coming here, but Hogwarts professors and students were downright crazy...
But she was too warm and snug in her personal nook on the antique lounger to get involved. Prof. l'Keitha blew on her chrysanthamum tea, pale fingers wrapped around the mug and drumming against the side, and took cautious sips. With her breath she blew the steam into shapes to amuse herself as she waited. Periodically, she looked up at the grandfather clock across the room.
"Ugh... he's probably lost in one of those dusty old books of his..."
The steam-seahorse hovering above her mug nodded.
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Post by Ethelion Eriksson on Mar 5, 2006 4:14:09 GMT
Professor Ethelion glanced at the sky as he walked calmly down to the Three Broomsticks. He walked to the entrance, and then made a pushing motion gently with his right hand. The doors swung open. He stepped in. A rather... warm... scene greeted him. He however was here on business, and had eyes only for one person sitting in her antique lounger sipping her tea. He waved with his right hand and with his left, summoned a paper airplane memo that he had seen used in the Ministry of Magic. On that paper airplane were his orders of drinks, which he sent flying to Madame Rosmerta behind the counter.
Professor Ethelion walked over to Prof. Eithne, and said, "Greetings, Professor, or may I call you Eithne?"
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