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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 17:25:10 GMT -5
Brandon lifted his head in disgust.
The way he figured it, he just had to get her in a tight situation, and make HER owe HIM.
"Yeah. Fat chance."
Brandon summoned a sugar bowl from another table and poured it on his danish and pastry, then put it back, away from Gwen.
He bent to look back at his plate and put a piece of bacon in his mouth, imagining it was Gwen's head.
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 17:26:24 GMT -5
((Why would a 3rd year (Brandon) be taking Double Potions at the same time as a 5th year (Marie)  ?)) Um... I'm special? |
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 3, 2003 17:27:44 GMT -5
Mercy laughed. "Okay, you keep your sugar. I'll just have milk..." She reached for the milk, then blinked as she noticed a boy that had been talking to Gwen. "I can't remember your name... What is it again?"
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 17:33:32 GMT -5
Brandon looked p and swallowed his bacon.
"Brandon," he said, before devouring his danish.
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 3, 2003 17:35:42 GMT -5
Mercy nodded. "Brandon. That's funny, I should have remembered your name. I mean, wouldn't you be in the same year as me, or something...."
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Post by Speck on Sept 3, 2003 18:26:29 GMT -5
((*cough**cough*godmoder*cough*)) Marie continued to prepare for class as a few more of her classmates came in. Once her notebook (for regular Potions, not for her experiments), quill, and ink were out, she drummed her fingers on the table. She froze. That boy she had met last night... he was in the same potions class (Though Marie wondered why, as he was merely a 3rd year). She'd have to talk to him in class; he'd have no real escape this time. Plus, the potion they were brewing was pretty basic...for her; she'd be done quickly. A Disorienting Draught was what they were making today... and Snape often chose partners (from different Houses) at random. There would be the chance that the boy would be partners with her... Marie smirked. |
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 18:34:01 GMT -5
((*cough**cough*godmoder*cough*)) Marie continued to prepare for class as a few more of her classmates came in. Once her notebook (for regular Potions, not for her experiments), quill, and ink were out, she drummed her fingers on the table. She froze. That boy she had met last night... he was in the same potions class (Though Marie wondered why, as he was merely a 3rd year). She'd have to talk to him in class; he'd have no real escape this time. Plus, the potion they were brewing was pretty basic...for her; she'd be done quickly. A Disorienting Draught was what they were making today... and Snape often chose partners (from different Houses) at random. There would be the chance that the boy would be partners with her... Marie smirked. No! I'm special! Wait - I have ADVANCED potions ;D I know 8th graders in my advanced 7 math... IC: Brandon didnt want another minute of Gwen's company, so left for class. Brandon cursed his intelligence. What in the name of insanity let him take ADVANCE potions? There were only 2 other Ravenclaws there, whom one Brandon barely knew. And hten Brandon saw Marie again. Curses. |
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 3, 2003 18:35:11 GMT -5
((I thought you were eating breakfast with Gwen and me?! Ah well. If I'm one of the Ravenclaws you know..? Am I?))
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 18:35:58 GMT -5
Um...
oh dear...
I'm...
extra special?
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Post by irishdragonlord on Sept 3, 2003 18:37:17 GMT -5
Fixed!
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 3, 2003 18:37:29 GMT -5
((God-moder. Are you in class or eating? Cause I could be anywhere))
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2003 20:32:20 GMT -5
I think he's in class. I'm going to class in a second, too. So should you. You're not in his class....
IC:
Gwen frowned. Brandon was in her debt and he knew it. He owed her BIG time. And he most definitely knew it. He was avoiding her purposely. She turned to Mercy. "Hey, do you know anything about Brandon?"
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 4, 2003 16:06:51 GMT -5
((What? But I'm in the same year as him, 3rd year, and apparently you are too - we're third-year Ravenclaws right?))
Mercy shook her head. "Nope. Just learned his name now. I guess I knew it before, but I must have forgotten. Why do you want to know? Cause..." here she smiled, "I'm a good spy. I can learn stuff easily. If you tell me what you already know, then I can figure out what you don't need and what you do...."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2003 19:04:14 GMT -5
Gwen smiled. "Don't get me wrong, it's not like I like him or anything; he owes me HUGE time, and I have to find a way for him to repay his debt AND I want dirt on him anyway. You aren't an expert on sneaking into dormitories, are you?" She raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
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Post by Digital_Eon on Sept 4, 2003 19:30:04 GMT -5
Mercy nodded.
((Wow, was about to type "me nodded." Too much Karchan - although I haven't been on in weeks?!))
"I am. My cats do very well in that, too." Mercy grinned. "I didn't think you liked him. What does he owe you for? What do you want to know?"
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?))
