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Post by Arya Rith on May 31, 2010 4:50:49 GMT -6
Arya laughed at George's comment in the awkward silence of it all. "Yeaah... I'm not either," Arya said, "it's like calling a five-year-old master or something," Arya peeked over the cliff again. Her palms started to sweat and her heart started to race, she looked at George. "Should we jump now?" she asked, scared as hell and back again.
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Post by George Weasley on May 31, 2010 5:00:22 GMT -6
George took off his pants, shoes, and socks (not in that order, obviously) and walked over to the edge in his black brazilian trunks. They had neon green thread on the seams and had a silky sheen to them. He looked down. "You know, the impact with the water might kill us. I'll cast a reductor curse."
He looked down. "Ok, ready? 3...2...1...jump!"
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Post by Arya Rith on May 31, 2010 5:03:45 GMT -6
Arya grinned at George and her body started to shake. As soon as George counted down, Arya jumped alongside him.
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Post by Freya Coeus on May 31, 2010 15:08:21 GMT -6
Freya decided to take a break from her classes. Just a breather, she inhaled deeply and sat down. She watched as the clouds drifted by slowly.
As ritual, she took off her shoes and dangled her feet off the edge, then lied on her back. Her hair splayed about her and a slight breeze went by. Her eyes began to flutter open and closed as she focused on the clouds in the sky.
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Post by Freya Coeus on May 31, 2010 19:11:56 GMT -6
Freya came to, looking at her watch to find that she had missed the last class and that she had fallen asleep out there for a couple hours. She got up and stretched out any kinks in her muscles. Patting away any stray grass blades from her clothing and smoothing out the wrinkles, Freya put her shoes back on. She made her way back to the castle.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 5, 2010 19:27:58 GMT -6
Blake curled up near the edge of the cliff and flipped through his book to find his place again since he had lost it on the journey out. Once he found it, he began to read again while getting his daily dosage of sunlight.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 6, 2010 1:06:05 GMT -6
Blake had fallen asleep at the precipice and was now rubbing his eyes tiredly. Such long naps always left him feeling drained. He gathered his book and went looking for someone to talk to, someone who was usually there and always a great person to speak to.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 10, 2010 1:10:36 GMT -6
Blake was awake. He had been awake for what felt like days. Sleep... just-- it just didn't come easy for some reason. He'd try reading himself to sleep but that only resulted in strange dreams or not sleeping at all because he's thinking so much. He had tried relaxing an hour before he went to bed and that resulted in nothing. Something was just eating at him. Taking off his shoes, he swung his legs over the edge and let them dangle to and fro while pulling out a book to read from to entertain himself. Reading. That's all his time was full of. Reading.
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Post by Gavin Dean on Jun 10, 2010 1:17:06 GMT -6
It was time to go patrolling! Gavin walked up to the cliff and saw a figure sitting and decided to sneak up on them. He recognized the long black hair and tilted his head. What was Blake doing up? "Good morning, Blake," Gavin said.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 10, 2010 1:19:44 GMT -6
Blake brushed his hair out of his face and looked over to the source of the voice, smiling warmly when he saw who it belonged to: Gavin. "Good morning Mr. Dean."
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Post by Kiba Elm III on Jun 10, 2010 1:24:35 GMT -6
Kiba shuffled out to the cliff precipice. He enjoyed the fresh air and the sounds of the night. Sleeping wasn't important right now, he'd been sleeping a lot lately. Sleep and work. Those two things seemed to have filled Kiba's life. He took a deep breath and smiled. Kiba casually meandered closer to the cliff's edge. He noticed someone reading. "Hello!" he called out.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 10, 2010 1:28:08 GMT -6
Blake turned to look the other way and found himself looking at another person he knew: Kiba. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen either one of the two present boys for a long time. They had probably been busy like every other older year he was friends with. "Good morning." He turned back to his book to read. Perhaps they were meeting one another and he was intruding.
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Post by Kiba Elm III on Jun 10, 2010 1:35:53 GMT -6
"How have you been Blakey?" Kiba asked the younger boy. He was happy to see Blake. His smile grew and he took another deep breath of the relaxing night air. Kiba noticed another boy nearby that he did not recognize. "Blake, is this a friend of yours?" Kiba asked his fellow Slytherin.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 10, 2010 1:36:37 GMT -6
Blake responded while he turned the page to his book, "Gavin Dean, Kiba Elm. Kiba Elm, Gavin Dean."
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Post by Kiba Elm III on Jun 10, 2010 1:37:46 GMT -6
Kiba walked over to Gavin and held out a hand for a friendly handshake. "How are you this evening Gavin?" Kiba gave the boy a smile.
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