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Post by mely on Apr 23, 2008 20:14:28 GMT
darius walked through the barrier, trying to look nochalant. He swung his trunk up onto the train, and dragged it down the corridor. There was no-one around; they wouldn't arrive for a long time. He settled into the chair, swining his legs up, and pulled out a potions book, letting a slick of hair fall over his eyes, and focusing on the page.
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Post by cenizobelle on Apr 23, 2008 20:18:37 GMT
[wot house is he in g or s?]
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Post by mely on Apr 23, 2008 20:38:11 GMT
[g]
[since no-one is posting, I'm skipping half and hour]
The Jones family burst through the barrier, clearly distinctive amongst the throng by the four trolleys they were hauling. Kyli snatched up her own luggage as soon as possible, drifting away from her family and trying to act as if she had no idea who on earth they were. Pol was doing the same, and Dan had already disappearred wih mates. Chrissy fussed aroud "helping" look after the little ones, whilst Meally hurled herself towards Kyli's retreating back, Amy close in tow. Kyli eventually shook off her stalking siblings and hurried into the train, looking round for a familiar face.
And not -
Jaxio swept along the corridor, flanked as ever by dumb and dumberer. He stopped short, catching sight of rachel-kyla. "rach?" She said nothing, as usual, shooting him a frosty glare. he painted a fake look of hurt on his face, "aww, c'mon - don't be like that"
Kyli barged past.
[soy, ahd to keep up the ol' hate thing...]
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Post by cenizobelle on Apr 23, 2008 20:46:19 GMT
[let's leave it 4 tonight, i'm tired and need me beauty sleep *cough cough* sozz mely!]
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Post by mely on Apr 23, 2008 20:54:32 GMT
[evil!!!]
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Post by cenizobelle on Apr 24, 2008 16:37:20 GMT
[soz!]
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Post by mely on Apr 24, 2008 16:49:50 GMT
[omg u still haven't posted! I'm going to have to do my really tiny characters now]
Hayley was buried in her book, her eyes scanning the lines, stumbling only occassionally over the ancient runes. Her eyes blurred as the symbols merged together, and she once or twice she shook her head, trying to clear her vision so she could concentrate. She was getting a bit of a headache, for some reason, although she'd very carefully measure out the right units of water a breakfast... The other boy in her compartment was very talkative, which was good, because she wasn't really the most sociable person in the world. It wasn't that she didn't like talking to people, it was just she always seemed to say the wrong thing...
Ravir cracked his fingers, bored already. He'd attempted to form a code out of the zizags on the seat in front of him, hoping he would discover some sort of message - but no such luck. He sighed, and rested his head back on the chair, hoping his carriage wouldn't get invaded by the usual sort, the ones who seemed to want to talk to each other, and ruined his perfect thinking tranquility.
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Post by mely on Apr 24, 2008 16:51:36 GMT
[OMG, WHAT IS THE PASSWORD FOR THORNTON'S OFFICE?!?!?!?!?!]
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Post by mely on Apr 24, 2008 16:54:04 GMT
[take it back, I looked on the admin bit. can we change it to something really easy though?]
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Post by .magnarock. on Apr 24, 2008 17:02:15 GMT
[ like what?]
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