Cyan's egg nearly slipped from his feeble fingers.
Hatch?! Hatch?! Hatch?! No, no. No way. That sexy prof wouldn't make them do that, right? Right? Couldn't there be like an alternative assignment or something?
No way... That teacher was way too nice, wasn't she? Wasn't she?
Cyan gulped, and his blue eyes gazed down at the silver object in his hands. He held it away at arms length. It wasn't like going to hatch immediately or something, was it? Seriously, if that thing hatched on him, he'd wake up screaming from nightmares for weeks to come--Even he had to admit he was a wuss. Especially against snakes. He did not like snakes, did not appreciate snakes, did not want to be near snakes. It was already bad enough he was in a house that used a serpent for its emblem, and he most certainly did not want his housemates to find out that little issue of his.
But, of course, the egg was silver. It can't get out of there so easily, right? wondered Cyan as he broke out into a cold sweat.
Finny said something twenty leagues away. "Oh, uh, yeah, sure," mumbled Cyan, having absolutely no idea what he'd just agreed to. He held the egg at his side, remotely wishing it was back with its mother instead of him.
He glanced hopelessly at his pretty companion--as in, ya know, not Finny.
Amira seemed just as uncomfortable as he did, if not more.
"So, uh, when d'you think this class'll be over?" Hopefully soon, right?
«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 Dec 26, 2010 3:58:49 GMT -5
For some reason, neither of his two buddies seemed too happy about the whole hatching idea. Finny, personally, thought that would rock. Imagine, a baby dragon following you around all the time, ready to follow any command you threw at it. Maybe his parents wouldn't have been too happy to have a reptile as their first grandchild, but he was sure they would eventually warm to the idea.
Get it, WARM to the idea? 'Cause, 'cause, dragons breathe fire and-
Hey, had Cyan totally just agreed to hang out with him? Awww yeah. He was sure, after some time all spent together, even Amira would become friendly with the slytheroo. They could all totally sit together in classes and eat lunch and dinner and man school was gonna be fun.
"Whenever Teach' decides, I guess." Finny shrugged. "I mean, are we waiting for someone else to go?" He was pretty sure everyone had gone, but... "Ooh, wait, are we supposed to go again?" Excitement crossed the blond's face. "Maybe 'cause it was so easy last time... I mean, wasn't that easy? The dragon was drunk or something, hahah."
The fact that he'd basically been babbling a mile a minute didn't seem to bother him in the least. Finnegan grinned at his newfound friends. He was having fun; at this point, he didn't really care if the class ended anytime soon or not.
Post by Amira Raines on Dec 26, 2010 10:56:00 GMT -5
Amira's pale blue eyes continued to stare at the egg. She wasn't all focused on the egg. She listened to Cyan's answer about hanging out. He had agreed. He seemed kind of distracted when he answered. Amira gave a glance at him out of the corner of her eye. Cyan had quit stroking his egg and held it in his hand. She could tell that he did not like the idea of hatching silver eggs.
When was the class over? Wherever the heck the teacher was, could eventually let them go. Maybe they should just put the eggs into a nice neat pile and not let any get broken and walk right out. Oh, wait. The teacher had a stick to come beat them up with and an Occamy to chase after them. Forget that idea. Amira didn't want to be chased by that big mean thing and then get beaten up by the teacher's stick.
Finny had mentioned doing it again. Amira's eyes flickered toward him. She wanted to throw the silver egg at his face. "No," she blurted out, "I mean, I don't want that snake to try to eat anymore students. However, I have no doubt that it was drunk. If you could even get an Occamy drunk." She glanced at her friend, Cyan, and the other Hufflepuff.
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Amira gave Cyan a funny look. What? he wondered, raising an eyebrow at her. That girl sure spoke a lot with her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah," said Cyan quickly agreeing with Amira. That cold silver egg hung at his side like dead weight. "I don't think we'd, uh, have to do it again. I didn't even really get to, uh, choose my potion the first time," he continued, pointedly not looking at Finny, "and that occamy sure seemed wide awake to me. Maybe it ate something funny after that?"
His sapphire eyes flickered over to the ginormous beasty. It didn't seem to be moving around much, but it was a reptile in the cold after all.
He swallowed, taking an unconscious step backward and glancing at his feet. Maybe they'd be free soon? Like, real soon?
«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 Dec 26, 2010 17:22:16 GMT -5
Amira declined first, with the reason she didn't want the dragon to eat anyone else. Had it eaten someone? What, like, during this class? Maybe that's why things were taking so long... Finny reconsidered his earlier dragon baby daydreams. Man, he didn't want to get eaten. That would totally suck and ruin all the plans he was totally gonna fulfill one day. What plans, you ask?
The plans. You know, like, his lifelong dreams and stuff.
Wait, what had she called it? Ockammy? That must be the species of dragon it was, he decided. Dang, Amira sure was a knowledgeable sort.
Cyan chimed in almost right after his fellow huffler, apparently also of the opinion they shouldn't go back and play more with the dragon. But, wait, what was this about a potion?
"We were supposed to choose a potion?" he asked, somewhat wide-eyed. "Man, I guess I better pay attention next time... Hahah, I was totally zoning until people started, like, walking into the ring, or whatever." Yeah.
Post by Professor Bryane on Jan 4, 2011 12:38:26 GMT -5
Arielle had been BUSY OKAY FINNEGAN DARBY SHUSH trying to get the Occamy (ies? plural?) calmed down. After all, it was to be expected they'd be rather upset, whether by having their eggs taken or whatever effects by the potions. There were still several left on the table in fact, something Arielle had noticed upon stepping back out of the ring. Everyone who had gone in had retrieved an egg - something she had thought unlikely, but she felt pleased.
At least no one had gotten eaten, right?
Chika Chisama, one of the quieter Hufflepuffs, had given her an egg. One less thing to deal with. The Gryffindor boy looked a little lost. For the life of her she couldn't remember his name. What a terrible teacher.
Anyway.
A small trio of students were chatting away, but they looked rather anxious to leave. Well, except the Hufflepuff boy, he looked happy. Kind of. Was he glaring at her? Huh.
Wasn't that the same kid who hadn't been paying attention? She would have to keep an eye on him the next class. If she managed another. Haha, just kidding.
"If you'd bring your eggs up here we're about done." Finally. She could see it on there faces.
"It seems like we had a wide array of ... tactics." Her eyes lingered on Darby, that was his name. Hmm. It was lucky, she thought, that he hadn't been nearly killed. That would have been terrible, her first lesson, nevermind a substitute. Oh well, everyone was fine, none the worse, even if that one Slytherin kid seemed kind of irked over something.
"Before you take off, I'd like you to write a short paper on why you chose what you did, what you thought it was going to do, and how it worked out. If you didn't take anything with you, explain why and what you planned. Did it work? Be sure to put down your name."
"Five points to everyone who retrieved an egg, so ... Twenty points to Hufflepuff - " Why the hell were there so many Hufflepuffs, for serious, you guys - "Five to Gryffindor, Five to Slytherin. Did I miss anyone?"
Probably, she was a terrible teacher.
"When you left your paper and your egg with me, you're free to go. I'll be counting the eggs." Here she looked over the whole group. At least Chika was already accounted for on that.
Cyan, looking at Finny, blinked. Slowly. He didn't use a potion? Then, why in the blazes did--
The ravishing Professor Bryane with the rod spoke and finished the class with a final assignment. And, thank god, it didn't involve walking back into that bloody ring. He carefully removed the silver egg from his side and handed it to her, only glancing at her breasts for a couple of discrete seconds, before he began to write his paper.
How much did he need to BS? Teachers liked honesty. Well, whatever. He didn't need to graduate at the top of the class, and he was only a third-year student with a bunch of older kids to boot. Then again, she probably saw Finny push him out there in the first place. Did it matter much? It was cold. He could figure something out.
Pulling out parchment, a quill, and ink from his bag, he began scrawling down his assignment.
Cyan Reed 3rd-Year Slytherin Occamy
I didn't have time to pick a potion before I was pushed entered the ring. I read the bottom of the vial and recognized moss agate as an ingredient often used for gardening since my dad likes to grow plants and stuff at home, so I poured it at the occamy's feet instead of making her swallow it. Plants sprouted and grew quickly and pushed the occamy off-balance, so I acquired an egg while it was distracted. This tactic was successful.
After handing it in as well, Cyan left the class. Never before had he fought the urge to describe a creature as a "giant winged snake thing" in an assignment.
«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/ -
Chika had kinda of blanked out after her turn. All she knew was that some other hufflepuff was being blamed for her tripping and accidentally pushing Cyan into the ring. She knew she couldn't get away from apologizing, so she decided next time she saw him she would apologize to him. It seemed like it was to hard to do right now.
She snapped out of her blankness the the teacher said if they hand in there eggs they were just about finished. Well Chika had already handed hers in. That would save her a step. Then they were asked to wright a paper, that was easy enough. Chika pulled out her parchment, her quill, and ink. She began writing in hopes that she might be fast enough to catch Cyan before he left.
Chika Chisama Hufflepuff 5th year
I chose the tactic that i did so that it would be easy to slip by the Occamy. that way i could put little harm to it. I though what i did would make it easer to get the egg and it did.
She walked fast up to the teacher in hopes that she could get her paper handed in, but as she handed her paper to the teacher, Cyan left the class room. She had missed her chance for apologizing, oh well there would be other times right. Chika figured that she would leave the class room now that she was done.
Chika walked out of the classroom. She hatted to admit it but she already couldn't wait for the next class
Post by Amira Raines on Jan 16, 2011 16:58:00 GMT -5
Of course, Finny wasn't paying attention. He didn't even pick a potion. It's a miracle he wasn't killed. Professor Bryane had appeared and began talking. Thank goodness. It was freaking cold outside! Amira walked up and handed the Professor the silver egg. She walked back to her where she was standing earlier. She pulled out parchment and a quill and began to write her paper.
Amira Raines Hufflepuff Fifth-year
I picked the potion I did simply because it was my favorite color. I don't have much knowledge of potions so I just picked the one that looked best to me.
She handed her paper to the teacher and ran back to the Hufflepuff common room. It was cold outside and all she could think of was getting back to the nice warm and cozy common room.DERP!
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