Post by Asher Stone on Nov 10, 2010 16:45:27 GMT -5
"Uh...."
Asher stared at the ceiling, thinking and chewing on her tongue. For awhile she wasn't even sure what to do. This whole thing was getting a little bit ... ridiculous.
"I don't know. Maybe. You mean like, the third brick on the fifth wall?" Never mind the room only had four walls, which were doubtlessly going to crush them to death within seconds of pull the third brick. Asher began randomly hitting the wall with her wand, and sparks shot off.
Oops.
"That'll probably catch something on fire sometime tonight. Some sparks don't really go out, you know," Asher said glumly. "They just look like it."
Goodness, sure was chatty. Likely he had used some sort of chatter spell on her when she wasn't paying attention, and she would talk until she chewed her own tongue off. It was ridiculous.
"I don't know, maybe like, ... something."
There was a door that looked like a closet, but proved to go into a hallway that ended in a staircase that ... went somewhere. Up, it looked like. She would fall down the stairs and bust her jaw.
"Third brick... on the fifth wall?" Whites raised an eyebrow. Was the floor the fifth wall, or was the ceiling? Nevermind that the ceiling wasn't brick... as far as he could tell. Did brick have to be red? That's why they called that red color 'brick', right?
He watched as she shot sparks, and listened as she rambled. He wasn't sure that was how sparks worked, but he guessed that could be the truth. They could just be invisible, or they could simply lurk on another plane, for all he knew. Hell, maybe they were just good old fashioned time-delay sparks, like what they used in fireworks. Except... he knew that fireworks were gunpowder, so that didn't really work. Whatever.
He peered down the closet-way (couldn't really call it a doorway or a hallway), spying the staircase. It was good enough for him. He'd been sort of kidding about the secret passageway, but hey, in a magic school, anything goes.
He smiled at her. "I'm guessing this isn't a time for ladies first, huh?"
And with that, making sure she was behind him, he started walking forward.
Post by Asher Stone on Nov 11, 2010 10:35:32 GMT -5
"Maybe the twelfth," Asher supplied without vindication, blinking. Huh. Maybe this wouldn't be so terrible ... With a slight sigh - more out of habit than anything - she followed him up the steps. What if he fell, slipped and fell and crushed her? Oh hell.
And then ... they were upstairs. Somewhere in a hall, maybe ... maybe near the feasting hall? Huh.
"Maybe it's an alternate dimension. You know. With aliens and stuff." Asher held up her hands and wiggled her fingers, perhaps symbolizing some horrific creature or another. It would have been funny if her face wasn't so glum.
Feeling silly, she dropped her hands to her side and peered around. "Well. We're out. I guess I'll see you?"
It was the most optimistic thing she'd said all day.
Almost immediately her half smile slipped away, and she glanced at the ceiling, expecting to see some winged nightmare that would drop down and gobble her new friend up. Friend? When had that happened? Oh well.
They would go their separate ways, Asher to be eaten by a Horklump. Or something. Could mushrooms eat people? Perhaps magical mushrooms could. Huh. Oh well.971
Well, that was a relief. They were finally out of the musty dungeons, back into a place where decent people could live decent lives. Nice, fresh air. Not so cramped. He felt much better already, and his mood brightened.
"Hey, thanks." He ignored the comments about the alternate dimention. It was probably best not to ask, and he chalked it up to a weird personality quirk or something. But hey, she kind of smiled! That was good, right? Man, what was it with Slytherchicks and not smiling? It was pretty depressing.
It didn't feel quite right to just say bye at this point, but he wasn't sure what to do. He didn't want to be all CRAZY GRYFFINDOR STALKER but he honestly just wanted to get out of here, and he wouldn't mind company while he did it.
"Hey, do you wanna go get some fresh air, or something?"
Post by Asher Stone on Nov 21, 2010 17:27:51 GMT -5
"Oh, um."
Asher fumbled a few times, clasping her hands behind her and even feeling a touch of color in her cheeks. What if what if - the Slytherin chewed her tongue, eyes wide.
Outside?
Outside? What should she do? Gosh. Outside. Asher hardly ever went out there. What if she got attacked by rabid .. rabbits or something, or if she got struck by lightning.
She hated to disappoint him. He looked so hopeful about the whole thing. Even if it was a little weird, even if he was a little odd .... it was nice he'd stuck around this long. Still chewing her tongue, Asher rocked from the toe of her shoes, to the heels of her feet.
And nearly fell over.
Grabbing the corner, she managed to catch herself and straighten back up. Sucking in air, she choked on it, and stared at him.
"Yeah. Yeah we can go outside."
She'd probably get a sunburn. With a soft sigh, Asher started forward without him.
ooc: Reposted so the Dungeon won't look so inactive, thanks to Tim messing everything up.
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