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Post by Josephine Sykes-Faltskog on May 27, 2012 11:50:53 GMT -5
She walked up the steps having promised to write her mother a note to let her know she had gotten there okay. She was full from the feast which lead to her being more careful as she climbed up the steps holding carefully to the stone as she did. Gas filled her stomach as she burped putting her hand over her mouth after doing so. Shaking her head she reached the top entering inside as she pulled out a piece of parchment and quill scribbling, 'I'm okay. P.S, send cookies.' Short and sweet. Rolling it up she grinned whistling to one of the school owls, since hers was still making the trip and hadn't arrived yet. Tying it to the leg she smiled as she sent it off.
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Post by Aysel Barker on May 27, 2012 17:07:21 GMT -5
Or.... DID it set off??
Aysel caught the owl just before it flew out the window. "score!" She fed the owl a cookie so it wouldn't peck her to death. While the owl munched on the cookie she slowly untied the the letter from its leg and rolled it open. Ooh cookies she pulled out a pen and scribbled the line send cookies to Aysel Barker of Hufflepuff dormitory. She likes oreos. she tied it back to the owl and set it free "COME BACK QUICK! Im hungry!"
She turned around and noticed she wasn't alone. "... uhm.... I was just proofreading... for typos" she nodded.
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Post by Josephine Sykes-Faltskog on May 28, 2012 10:07:14 GMT -5
She frowned watching the girl, "Proof reading.. but asked it to come back quick and that you were hungry.. so you added something." Another frown as she tilted her head before shaking her head putting her hand on her forehead. What was she to do with this girl? Would she be her future bully? The thought shook her in her little fake dragon hide boots. She had a soft spot for them, indeed she did. Yup, that was it. She was her future bully. Stealing her owls and writing things. Possibly bad things about her. Would wedgies be next? A gasp, random to Aysel possibly. Instead, she stared at her. Just stared as she bit her lip.
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Post by James Vanderpol on May 29, 2012 1:01:20 GMT -5
*Whooooooshh* *Whaaasshhh*
"Got it!" James exclaimed as he sat on his broom a good 300 feet up in the air. He had just chased an owl around the Owlery and he didn't even break a sweat.
I swear, put me on a quidditch field and I'd never lose a game.
Having never been one to respect people's privacy, he opened the parchment attached to the owl and began to read it.
Cookies?! I love cookies!
He took a pen and began to scribble a few lines.
I'm okay. P.S, send cookies to Aysel Barker of Hufflepuff dormitory. She likes oreos. I am not okay, I've been kidnapped and am being held ransom at Hufflepuff dormitory. Please send 50 chocolate chip cookies to Ravenclaw dormitory or your daughter will go bald. Much love!
With that, James set the owl free and flew through the window of the Owlery.
"You! Blondie! Hop on my stick, I must take you hostage!" he demanded of the first year girl. Hopefully, she follows his instructions. He'd hate for things to get nasty.
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Post by Josephine Sykes-Faltskog on May 29, 2012 1:27:10 GMT -5
Smh, James's dirtiness knows no bounds. Anyways!
Still feeling full, how she didn't feel sick from all this excitement and shock of people. So many people. Gasping as she saw a muchh older man. Frankly, old. Looking back to Aysel she frowned, she wasn't blonde. Looking around further she noticed no other blondes. "Your stick?" she frowned before noticing his broom, "Oh.. I don't.. think that's long enough for both of us.." she said quietly. Another bully. Why was she attracting so many on her first day? She knew she was a first year, perhaps this was some code. Some way of passage, but she had a feeling kidnapping wasn't a normal thing. Backing up toward the door of the owlery her eyes wide with fear. "I... think I might go to the Hufflepuff dorms.. and.. rest... I think you want her.." she squeaked poking Aysel forward. That would teach her to bully her. Mhm.
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Post by James Vanderpol on May 29, 2012 1:52:12 GMT -5
What is this girl looking around for? Obviooously I'm talking to her, geezus. A first year who is blonde, that's like a double negative. I'll bet my life savings she doesn't make it out of Hogwarts.
This first year was beginning to irritate him. Why was she moving away from him when he specifically told her to hop on? Why is she talking about rest? Ahhh! She was driving him nuts. He swooped forward and swung her onto his stick as he flew out of the Owlery.
"My stick may be short, but I know how to maneuver it in ways that will blow your mind."
Just to show her what he was talking about, he did a few swoops and turns and loops and spins.
"Now what did you think of th--blondie? where did yo go?!"
He looked behind him, horrified at what he was seeing. The first year was free falling. Oops! James made a quick U-turn and flew towards her falling body.
"Grab onto my stick nice and firm as I fly it by your hands. Focus! You won't have another chance!"
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Post by Aysel Barker on May 29, 2012 8:04:30 GMT -5
 Aysel couldn't believe her eyes. She stood there watching as the strange man flew in the window and just grabbed her mealfriend. She heard that kidnappings happened often but who knew it happened right on campus. .. no.... "NOOOO" she shouted after her friend, running up to the edge of the archway, wailing her hands in the air. SHE HAD TO PROTECT HER! But with what? Could she fly? No..... She checked the distance.. could she hop? too far. She was left with only one choice. Aysel ruffled through her pocket hurriedly, finally pulling out a bulgy coin pouch. It was filled to the brim with knuts that she had accumlated via the streets of Diagon Alley... because... it was lucky! And now was the time for all the luck she needed! She held the coinpouch in her hand firmly. Target? Head. Item Weight? Approximately a pound or two. She aimed, swung her arm back to open the distance and then threw it with all her first year might.
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Post by Josephine Sykes-Faltskog on May 29, 2012 16:41:19 GMT -5
The next thing she knew she was on the old man's broom and feeling the rush of the air by her ear. Overwhelmed and scared she gasped quickly clinging to the broom hoping she wouldn't get broom sickness. That might be quite unfortunate for the kidnapper. Although he is kidnapping her. Should she care if he got a bit messy? It was only moments later had her hands wet clammy hands slipped from the handle and she was free falling.
Song lyrics here. Pause. Continue.
Screaming at the top of her lungs she gasped as she heard a voice. Barely able to think, much less hold down her large feast dinner. Why did she have to eat that extra cauldron cake? Quickly grabbing hold to the head of the broom she gripped tightly not daring to let go as she now was only on the broom by her hands as she hung underneath it. "You're bloody crazy!" She gasped before glancing behind him noticing the coin bag flying toward the air. Dun dun dun.
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Post by James Vanderpol on May 29, 2012 17:02:11 GMT -5
And...success!
Phew! Close call. A student splattering on the ground would have been slightly hard to explain at a Ministry of Magic hearing.
The first year proved to have better hand-eye coordination than he would have guessed, for both her sake and his. He zipped through the air with her still hanging onto the head of his broom, her body swaying side to side with each sharp turn he made. The gentleman thing to do would be to help her up. But he quite liked the way they were positioned. He was in a position of authority hovering above her and she was scared for her life. Besides, he had a lot more room on the broom this way. Mwahahaa.
"Bloody crazy? You don't even know, haha!"
He didn't have too much time to enjoy the situation though. Merely a minute since the free fall incident, he was bludgeoned by a bag of coins thrown from who knows where. Now he was the one free falling. Where were his beaters?
"Alright alright! You can have your cookies! I don't want to dieeeeeeeee. I'm too beaaaautifuuuull! Helpp mee!"
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Post by Aysel Barker on May 29, 2012 21:32:45 GMT -5
Aysel watched as pedobear got knocked off his broomstick. Woohoo! Unfortunately he was barely hanging and hadn't went kersplat yet. She pointed at him, and then made a cutting motion at her neck, indicating his impending doom. what else can I throw? She went through her pockets and pulled out some gum, pocket lint, and a lollipop.
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She popped the lollipop in her mouth thoughtfully. hum.... AHA! She looked at the sleeping owls and smiled mischievously. "WAKE UP MY MINIONS! ATTACK, FLY FREE SET OFF ON YOUR PATH TO DESPAIIR!" She shouted loudly hopping and flailing her arms, waking all of the sleeping owls. Startled, the yflapped their wings and began flying off. "ATTACK!!!!" she directed the swaming owls into pedobears direction. Wait..... ahhh her friend was hanging too..... ;D That meant more cookies for her. Yay double score!
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