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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 25, 2010 13:15:40 GMT -6
After finishing lunch, Blake felt like walking around- like they do in Spain after meals. He curled up at the base of a tree and took out a blanket from his bag, enlarging it and wrapping it around himself while he sat and watched the clouds. The weather, though nice, felt a tad chilly today and he could feel it through his robes.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Mar 25, 2010 19:57:54 GMT -6
Blake had let the blanket fall to the sides a little when he took out his homework to begin and hopefully finish. He scribbled at a moderate pace as he looked between his parchment and quill tip, and the book he was reading from.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Apr 7, 2010 22:02:20 GMT -6
Blake was wearing his long turtleneck, arms wrapped around himself as he walked. He was feeling tired like last night, but not overly so that he would curl up to the edge of the forest and sleep. It had been a relatively simple day and he had spent it writing things not pertaining to class while taking notes in between and keeping himself awake with nonsense, doodles, and lines of poetry he'd randomly recall. "This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,/ The winds that will be howling at all hours,/ And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,/ For this, for everything, we are out of tune.." He sighed and looked at the trees, wondering if he and William Wordsworth would have gotten along, or if he would have been a Romantic himself with the way he viewed nature with reverence at times.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Apr 7, 2010 23:46:14 GMT -6
Looking around in the stillness of the night, Blake scurried off to the castle out of pure paranoia.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Apr 17, 2010 16:02:48 GMT -6
Jake walked along the outskirts of the forrest looking for something interesting but knowing that it was very unlikely to happen. He hoped to see a unicorn without actually going into the forest.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 6, 2010 18:03:03 GMT -6
Nyssa walked down to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. She was tired of homework and wanted to walk around. Maybe she'd see something interesting.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 8, 2010 16:32:36 GMT -6
Jake came out and started to walk along the perimeter to see if anything interesting was out enjoying the day.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 8, 2010 19:51:03 GMT -6
Jake left the forest having only seen a few pixies and some owls. It was disappointing but he'd been having bad luck lately.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 11, 2010 15:45:03 GMT -6
With sketch pad in hand, Jake took a seat under his favorite tree looking towards the forest. He started to draw a it, hoping the pixies from a few days ago would come out to play.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 11, 2010 16:06:54 GMT -6
An owl flew down from the trees and hopped over to Jake. "Hello there! Thank you." Jake said smiling at the bird. He reached out for the letter it had reading it over and then folding it and not answering. Going back to his drawing, he resumed what he was doing.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 11, 2010 17:52:02 GMT -6
Nyssa walked around the forest trying to catch a glimpse of whatever they were going to be studying in Care of Magical Creatures that week. She noticed Jake sketching so she walked up behind him. "I didn't know you draw"
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 11, 2010 17:58:08 GMT -6
"I can't but I try." Jake looked up having heard someone walking around. "It's something to do."
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 11, 2010 17:59:54 GMT -6
"You're doing much better than I can," Nyssa said still leaning against the tree behind him.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 11, 2010 18:05:00 GMT -6
"Thanks I guess," Jake said with a shrug, looking back down at his sketch book.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on May 11, 2010 18:15:18 GMT -6
"Well, I'll leave you be," Nyssa said turning to head back to the castle. It was obvious that Jake didn't want to talk to her.
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