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entrancelogs2012-06-14 07:27 pm
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Who: Peacock/Patricia bureaucracy_is_for_chumps & Kyle learnedsomething, however it is open to anyone! Feel free to threadjack and catch them spying or wonder what these whippersnappers are up to!
Where: In the shrubbery near the Quidditch Pitch.
When: Just after lunch in the Hogwarts Dining Hall on June 14th.
Rating: G to PG because these are two kids not afraid of cussing.
Summary: Kyle andPeacock Patricia spy on the Slytherin Quidditch team practicing.
The Story:
Shit. Patricia couldn't help but feel kind of like a heel as she ran down the fields toward the Quidditch Pitch. She had made a deal with Kyle to meet up with him after lunch, but she had gotten herself a bit side-tracked... what with all her morning classes and dealing with the birds that were so eagerly being tugged along.
Avery, a little brighter than usual waddled behind her, and in her arms is the chicken that Professor Pinkie declared she had to keep on her at all times. Patricia secretly hoped she'd still be rainbow the next time she went to Divination class.
When she spots that Kyle is still there it earns a sound of relief and she slides down the hill and smacks him on the back--hard--with a grin.
"Sorry, got held up. They do anythin' interesting?" And out from her robes she produces a Treacle Tart, breaks it in half and offers it to the Ravenclaw.
bureaucracy_is_for_chumps & Kyle learnedsomething, however it is open to anyone! Feel free to threadjack and catch them spying or wonder what these whippersnappers are up to!Where: In the shrubbery near the Quidditch Pitch.
When: Just after lunch in the Hogwarts Dining Hall on June 14th.
Rating: G to PG because these are two kids not afraid of cussing.
Summary: Kyle and
The Story:
Shit. Patricia couldn't help but feel kind of like a heel as she ran down the fields toward the Quidditch Pitch. She had made a deal with Kyle to meet up with him after lunch, but she had gotten herself a bit side-tracked... what with all her morning classes and dealing with the birds that were so eagerly being tugged along.
Avery, a little brighter than usual waddled behind her, and in her arms is the chicken that Professor Pinkie declared she had to keep on her at all times. Patricia secretly hoped she'd still be rainbow the next time she went to Divination class.
When she spots that Kyle is still there it earns a sound of relief and she slides down the hill and smacks him on the back--hard--with a grin.
"Sorry, got held up. They do anythin' interesting?" And out from her robes she produces a Treacle Tart, breaks it in half and offers it to the Ravenclaw.
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Which sounds like it should be a euphemism for something, but Kyle can't think what.
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She really was starting to look and feel like a crazy bird lady.
"Come on, Kyle. Let's go introduce your stupid owl to Cluckles. See ya later, Souji."
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Souji collects his broom and goes to re-join his team's practice.