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Post by Jerred Boneman on Feb 16, 2007 7:24:38 GMT
((Sorry to interupt this lovely thread of battling Slytherins, but Jerred just has to come in and disrupt the loveliness that is going on. ) Coming from the depths of the dungeons, his goal accomplished, Jerred heard voices. He was only a few feet away from them that he had the sudden urge to scare them. Any form of amusement would satisfy the boredom of the end of year commotion he already felt. He was about to move before a males voice was heard, the bitter bantering between the girls and lone male made him laugh, biting his lip to ward off any sound from escaping. It was then that he heard them begin to descend, his chance even greater than before. He smiled, shrugged to himself and stepped out, speaking loudly. 'And where do you think you're going!?' Jerred said, faking a deep voice that echoed up the stairwell. He looked at the two girls, both of whom seemed to be Slytherins, it was then that he realised he had pulled a prank on his own House members. He paused for a moment in guilt, before shrugging it off. 'You know, it'd be nice for once for newcomers not to descend into a place where no light, not even from the Lumos spell, can penetrate.' Jerred held up his wand as its tip glowed slightly, his face lit up.
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Post by Rakki Gravestone on Feb 16, 2007 11:22:31 GMT
((XD))
Rakki froze when she heard the voice. She knew her sister was going to get her killed with her constant adventures. She couldn't make out his words too well (mainly because she could hear her heart pounding in her ears) but when she caught sight of the faint glow, Rakki came back to her senses. Too scared to even scream, she turned tails and pratically flew up the stairs. Sister be damned, Rakki thought, she was going ot have to get herself out of this one.
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Post by aly on Feb 16, 2007 14:56:13 GMT
Aly growled explicitives under her breath, damn that girl! Why did Rakki always leave her to get in trouble? "Rakki! Get back here!"
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Post by Jerred Boneman on Feb 16, 2007 22:30:36 GMT
Jerred burst out laughing, almost falling backwards down the stairs. He was clutching his ribs as his cheeks began to hurt, tears falling down his face.
'That is what happens when you here rumours of how nasty the dungeons are.' Jerred said, still gigling between words. 'It's not so bad down there as it once was, but hey, you may never know when a troll may come up here.'
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