Post by roxiew21 on Jul 21, 2009 19:48:21 GMT -5
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Not that that mood lasted any more than five minutes, anyway. Being back at home where there were cousins everywhere and like, a million adults to answer all her hundreds of questions, Roxie flourished in the surroundings that had reared her from early life. Along with learning how to be a sneaky little Weasley like her daddy, countless sessions with her Aunt Mione had her as sharp as a pin for the next three years back to school. Not thatshe minded being taught stuff during the summer. The more stuff she knew when te year began, the easier the year would be; it was a philosophy Roxie had learned, lived and proven. Too bad most of her cousins didn't follow suit.
After hearing, in great length, considering the source, of the Last Wizarding War and the part her Uncle Harry played in it, as well as the general attitude of purebloods and those who agreed with them, Roxie promptly decided that wizards and witches were a bunch of closed-minded fools, and she'd start hexing people before she considered believing anything without having enough proof to base it on. [/ul]
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Roleplay Sample: The silly smile practically slid from her face, but Emma hitched it up at the last minute. There was a steely glint to her eye, and most educated people would take a hasty step back. Emma grinned wider. Corinne hadn't moved. Her assumptions had been proven correct.
"And I'd really like to slap that ugly expression off your face, but I won't for two reasons. One: I realize, belatedly, I admit, that it's a permanent fixture, so expending the effort to remove it would be completely futile. And two: I'm afraid you'd infect me with some rare, genetic disease you've got 'cause your daddy married his first cousin." Emma leaned in a bit, like she was sharing a secret with a friend and whispered so only the girl across from her could hear. "Inbreeding tends to work that way."
She straightened, pulling her wand from her sleeve and twirling it between her fingers. "Now, shall you guess which spell I shall use to hurt you, or can't your incredibly incapable mental facilities assist you that way?"
It was probably a bad thing, she reflected, that she was having so much fun. Nell would probably think so. She hadn't seen the little bubble in a while though, and they shared a dorm room. Hmm.... Maybe she needed to start a hunt.....
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Not that that mood lasted any more than five minutes, anyway. Being back at home where there were cousins everywhere and like, a million adults to answer all her hundreds of questions, Roxie flourished in the surroundings that had reared her from early life. Along with learning how to be a sneaky little Weasley like her daddy, countless sessions with her Aunt Mione had her as sharp as a pin for the next three years back to school. Not thatshe minded being taught stuff during the summer. The more stuff she knew when te year began, the easier the year would be; it was a philosophy Roxie had learned, lived and proven. Too bad most of her cousins didn't follow suit.
After hearing, in great length, considering the source, of the Last Wizarding War and the part her Uncle Harry played in it, as well as the general attitude of purebloods and those who agreed with them, Roxie promptly decided that wizards and witches were a bunch of closed-minded fools, and she'd start hexing people before she considered believing anything without having enough proof to base it on. [/ul]
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The End;;
Roleplay Sample: The silly smile practically slid from her face, but Emma hitched it up at the last minute. There was a steely glint to her eye, and most educated people would take a hasty step back. Emma grinned wider. Corinne hadn't moved. Her assumptions had been proven correct.
"And I'd really like to slap that ugly expression off your face, but I won't for two reasons. One: I realize, belatedly, I admit, that it's a permanent fixture, so expending the effort to remove it would be completely futile. And two: I'm afraid you'd infect me with some rare, genetic disease you've got 'cause your daddy married his first cousin." Emma leaned in a bit, like she was sharing a secret with a friend and whispered so only the girl across from her could hear. "Inbreeding tends to work that way."
She straightened, pulling her wand from her sleeve and twirling it between her fingers. "Now, shall you guess which spell I shall use to hurt you, or can't your incredibly incapable mental facilities assist you that way?"
It was probably a bad thing, she reflected, that she was having so much fun. Nell would probably think so. She hadn't seen the little bubble in a while though, and they shared a dorm room. Hmm.... Maybe she needed to start a hunt.....
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