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Post by Rakki Gravestone on Feb 11, 2007 18:07:29 GMT
Rakki sighed. "I don't see why he simply didn't move to another area or something. Magnificent poofster, he is." She shook her head and moved her legs so she was sitting crosslegged. "And he says we have drama."
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Emily Leets
Hearts will not be made practical until they are made unbreakable.
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Post by Emily Leets on Feb 11, 2007 18:10:40 GMT
"Poofster?" Em turned her head at Rakki.
"Yes, well, it takes a drama queen to know a drama queen," she agreed simply. "He obviously had nothing better to do than start an argument..." she said a bit louder, more aiming it at the Slytherin, who was now farther away. She shook her head and sat back down.
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Post by Rakki Gravestone on Feb 12, 2007 18:57:39 GMT
"It's another word for queer," Rakki chuckled, rubbing the back of her head. "But at least he left us be, even if he decided flash his brest feathers." Rakki shook her head in shame.
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Amadeus Ragni
Ci ? niente di pi? bello degli occhi di un gatto
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Post by Amadeus Ragni on Feb 15, 2007 1:27:20 GMT
"You talk big for someone who just sat there in silence." Amadeus said as he strolled up. He heard the whole conversation but chose not to act. "If you're going to insult someone, you should say it to their face." He frowned at the younger girl as he strolled up to her in even strides.
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Post by Rakki Gravestone on Feb 15, 2007 1:47:17 GMT
Rakki shrunk back in fear for a second, giving him a wary look. She'd seen him around the common room and in the halls and each time there was something about him that she didn't like.
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Amadeus Ragni
Ci ? niente di pi? bello degli occhi di un gatto
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Post by Amadeus Ragni on Feb 15, 2007 2:43:32 GMT
Amadeus cracked a grin and laughed heartily. "Siete pathetic!" He grinned down at the girl who was leaning away from him. "You have no backbone whatsoever, and you're suppose to be a Slytherin. Maybe you should have been sorted into the house of Hufflepuff. That would be a more fitting house for someone such as you." He stooped down and laughed again when she scuttled away from him. He eyed her violin and grinned. "If you keep up such spineless behavior, I will pluck that instrument from your grasp and hide it away somewhere. Only when you've proven yourself will you get your precious instrument back, ragazza piccola." And with that, Amadeus promptly straightened himself off and disappeared just as suddenly as he came.
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