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Post by David Calloway on Mar 30, 2010 0:48:22 GMT -6
"Oh, of course. What's wrong?"
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Post by Amira Radke on Mar 30, 2010 0:50:29 GMT -6
"I feel a bit dizzy, I don't think going out in the snow earlier was the best idea", Amira said.
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Post by David Calloway on Mar 30, 2010 0:53:53 GMT -6
"Okay, let's go," David put his arm around Amira and they walked back to the Common Room.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 30, 2010 17:56:45 GMT -6
Blake came up to the astronomy tower to see the rain, the cleansing process the earth went through whenever the clouds felt like weeping from everything they had to see. He didn't blame them. It was a beautiful sight though, the sound was peaceful.. it was almost its own genre of music. He remembered a story his mother told him, about her and his father. They had been picking some flowers from the garden far far off on the estate, he was only three and with their butler out on the island because there was a festival that he had just wanted to see, and it had started to rain hard-- probably just like it was now. His mother's dress had gotten caught on a root that was gnarled upward from the ground just as they were exiting the garden in the forest and she fell, father had dropped the basket with their fresh ingredients and came to check if she was alright, very worried for his wife. Blake still remembered the love struck gaze in his mother's eyes, it was warm and intangible, like silk that melted into a burning liquid metal that churned in patterns akin to the waves of the ocean. His father had ended up tripping over the same root, and fell right next to her which just made her throw her head to the side and laugh. He had laughed too, both of them covered on the mud that had formed in the storm. And.. they kissed. He had pulled her to him, held her face and kissed her. Mother, of course, felt silly for telling him such a story but Blake just listened and stored it, and hoped to understand that same feeling one day. He wondered if he ever would.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 30, 2010 18:58:09 GMT -6
Blake leaned over the banister of the tower, looking further out and below while feeling the cold drops of water make contact with any flesh he bared to mother nature. He held onto the ledge with his left hand and reached out with his right, catching the rain and letting every bit of life slip through the crevices of his fingers. Raindrops had the shortest lifespan in his opinion. They began life when they were pulled from the earth and died when they hit it again. Or maybe, raindrops had the longest lifespan.. because they might not change souls when they're released back into the earth. In that case, raindrops were immortal, and they saw as much as the earth had. He hummed as he continued to feel the rain, the cold already numbing his hand and arm to the bone. He wasn't bothered.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 30, 2010 19:15:11 GMT -6
Pulling up his turtleneck more to shield his neck, Blake looked out on the grounds and shuffled back from the ledge. It was a long way down and as short as he was, it was wet and anyone could slip easily. He edged nearer again, being very careful now and holding onto the banister with both hands with as much traction as he could get. Accidents happened when people weren't cautious, and he would be just that.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 30, 2010 19:28:01 GMT -6
About to turn back around to go to the common room, a familiar hoot resounded through the loud rain. Blake looked back and saw Kaninchen fighting against the water pouring down and he damned caution, running up to the ledge to grab hold of the owl before the poor thing could drown or give up on flying. "ENGEL! Oh Merlin, Zeus, and Artemis, what possessed you to come in this weather?!" He coddled the owl to his chest and used the excess hem of his sweater to shield the owl and the small package it carried, running to the dungeons.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 30, 2010 22:45:38 GMT -6
Pansy reached the top of the tower, shivering a bit in the cold but not letting it deter her. She set up her telescope and began to look at the stars and planets. It was very relaxing being up there all alone with only the sky.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 30, 2010 23:32:41 GMT -6
Pansy shivered as the wind picked up and rain started to blow in her direction. Giving in to the weather, she packed up her things and left the tower. She would patrol for a while before heading back to the common room.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Mar 31, 2010 0:23:54 GMT -6
Ron reached the top of Astronomy tower. He was relieved that he didn't bump into any prefects along the way. The wind was blowing and he started to shiver a little. The night sky was beautiful,with the rain pouring and the snow. He stared at the sky and his thoughts started to wander.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Mar 31, 2010 0:35:00 GMT -6
He was jolted back to reality as he heard the wind howled. The cool breeze of the wind crept into him and he was freezing. He decided to just head back to the common room. He picked up his pace as he walked back.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 31, 2010 18:49:15 GMT -6
Blake came up to watch the sleet. Engel had left early, before any of the students were awake. He missed him. Kaninchen was essentially his best friend, he knew everything there was to know-- he should of course, being there since his birth and on. He knew all his flaws, his most embarrassing moments, his vices, his talents, and his fears. He finished The Perks of Being a Wallflower and was looking for another book to read now. The ending was.. unexpected but visible at the same time and he felt for Charlie though he never experienced something like he had. He liked the realistic quality to it all. Lies were everywhere in the world, even here at school, at home, five kilometers from here, they existed. It was why the quality of honesty was so refreshing to him. Not wanting to stay out very long and get chilled, he left the tower with his thoughts and wondered if she, Hogwarts, heard.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Mar 31, 2010 23:54:36 GMT -6
Ron finally reached the top of the tower and he watched the sleet weather. He sneezed. Bloody hell,I shouldn't have played in the sleet weather if I known I was going to be sick,he thought. He stood there,leaning against the pillar for a while. Even though he felt chilly,he brushed it away,shivering.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 1, 2010 0:04:32 GMT -6
Ron was freezing but he didn't feel like going back to the common room,just yet. He coughed a bit. Merlin's pants,I'm getting sick,he thought. The person he really wanted to see,he hadn't seen for a few days and there's really no one to talk except for Harry and that Lily girl.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 1, 2010 0:22:19 GMT -6
Ron was shivering from head to toe and he kept sneezing and coughing. He then decided that he should just go back to the common room before he faints here. He then left the tower,freezing.
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