Irritably, Willow snorted and trotted over to one of the trees. Even as she moved, she shifted, until the wolf was a girl. Not much older than the kids themselves, Willow all but glowered at them from the shadow of the oak. Her hair was fairly tangled but as neat as she could keep it, pulled over one shoulder. For clothes she wore robes, but unlike most students without some kind of house color on them. Plain black, regular wizard robes.
Too bad Willow hadn't been a wizard in a long time. Willow scowled at them, eyes bleeding from silver to green.
"Unless you have some other business that must be conducted in these woods, I highly suggest you move on. Your little bonding time will have to wait."
Cyan turned toward the puffing devil and glared. Like, what the hell, man? And why wasn't Finny collecting the root? Well, whatever. It wasn't Cyan's problem.
Pushing off Finny's hand, Cyan lifted his bag onto his shoulder. He looked around for Amira, and--
Why was she staring?
Cyan raised a quizzical brow. Well, at least she got her plant.
As a woman's voice drummed at him from by a tree, he jumped.
"Ah, yes! Uh, uh, w-we're--we're sorry!" Speaking of sorry, he was really really sorry. He hadn't wanted to be here at all! He had been forcefully dragged here by a student older than him (no, it didn't matter that she was a girl).
But, then again, that wild woman was pretty hot. Maybe it wasn't so bad? Er, dirty, but... yeah...
"Uh, Amira, let's go," he whispered, tentatively reaching for her hand like she were his older sister as he continued to ignore Finny.
Who was that woman? Where did she come from? Was she a prefect or an aide or groundskeeper or something? And, possibly more importantly, where had that wolf--er, lycan--gone? He'd clearly missed something.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 27, 2012 22:31:43 GMT -5
SUPER HOTNESS APPEARED!
SUPER HOTNESS USED 'MOVE ALONG, NOTHING TO SEE HERE'
IT WAS NOT EFFECTIVE!
Finny gave the newcomer his best wink and flirty smile combo. "Ayyyyyy." Completely forgetting about, well, everything else, Finnegan swaggered over to the girl and handed her a piece of paper. It had his number on it -- he kept a whole pocketful of them, just in case. Who cared if phones didn't work out in godforsaken magical Spain? It was, like, the thought that counted. You know.
Apparently, Cyan was splitting; Finny had a very good set of ears. "Wait, Cyan," he blurted out, turning from Hot Lady to his two best friends. "Don't leave me here! Lycans might get me!"
Suddenly, he realized his new pet had vanished. Finny's amiable face became a mask of horror. "WHERE'S SPARKY?! CYAN, WHERE'S SPARKY? WE CAN'T GO 'TIL I FIND SPARKY!" A thought occurred, and without letting anyone else reply, he spat it out. "DO YOU THINK HE WENT BACK TO THE SCHOOL? WE SHOULD GO BACK TO THE SCHOOL."
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 27, 2012 23:47:32 GMT -5
Cyan's pretty blue eyes stared at Amira as if he didn't know what the heck was going on with the whole bromance situation.
Then suddenly, a random hot chick came out of the woods. It was like so weird, and Finny and Cyan were so distracted. The Slytherin friend was studdering like a fool. Amira laughed at him.
Cyan stood up and walked over to the blond girl and reached for her hand. She stared up at him for a few seconds, before lifting up her free hand to meet his hand.
Finny walked up and handed the hot chick a piece of paper. Good distraction. Amira was not gonna mention anything to Finny about Sparky miss--- too late.
What the heck would Sparky be doing at the castle? The wolf was missing... and replaced by a girl... so math equation time.
Sparky + Sparky = hot chick - Sparky -----> Sparky= hot chick....?
Amira smiled even though her equation didn't make much sense. She understood it. She was sure Finny would like to know that his beloved pet was really a hot chick. She wasn't gonna mention that to him. Amira's baby blue eyes glanced down at Cyan's hand in hers, she blushed. Was she supposed to pull away or what? She decided against that, and just left her hand there.
"Let's go back, we have what we came for." The blond intelligent one turned and smiled at the nice lady and nodded her head. She saw it in a movie once and it looked cool. The only problem was: How do they get back?
Among her fellow lycans, Willow was probably the first to admit what she was. Whether it brought 'bad' things to her or not, she would deal with it. The lycanthrope hadn't dealt with the BFC enough to severely worry - she knew what they could do but nothing of the sort had come her way. That in itself was why she wasn't particularly worried about three Firefox students knowing what she was.
The boy she had done her best to keep amused while a wolf was walking up to her, although walking wasn't perhaps the best word. Willow stared at him, coldly, all of her feral friendliness gone. Yet, she forced a smile as he handed her the slip of paper, although it wasn't necessarily a cheerful, warm smile. Her eyes looked him and then the paper over, but before she could respond he was screeching at his friend about Sparky.
He really was an idiot. What did they teach at the school now? Certainly not observation.
It was clear from the suddenly blank look on the blonde girl's face that she wasn't sure where to go. Willow sighed and got up, dusting herself off and taking a few steps. The former Gryffindor jabbed her finger in one direction. "Your dog ran off to the lake. Just walk straight out that way. Don't talk to anything that walks up to you. I'll be watching."
Willow had no intention of moving from this spot until she was positive the kids were leaving. Hopefully the goofy blonde child would lead them on the search for 'Sparky' and get them out of the woods as quickly as possible.
If she were lucky.
"Next time you need something in the woods, you stand at the edge and you ask for someone. Don't come wandering in, even in a group." The forced smile was long gone, and now she just glared, waiting for them to hit the road for good. And never come back. Somehow she doubted that would be the end result.
Finny was a moron. Amira was a doll. And everyone wanted to go back to the school.
And, thus, the trio left... Finny grabbed onto Cyan, who had a hold of Amira, and they bolted back to the school like some misshapen six-legged beast.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
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