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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 21:27:11 GMT -5
Vannah walked out of detention thankful it was finally over. The proffessor had never come back...she must've never found her cat, Vannah thought to herself with a grin. She normally would've skipped it but there was something very important hse needed to do in Hogsmeade this weekend. She released a sigh of relief toward the ending of what could've been another disaster.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:00:42 GMT -5
Michael was walking down a corridor when he saw Savannah come out of a room a little ways ahead of him and walk the other direction. Their last meeting hadn't exactly been nice, he had been a little more condemning than he should have been towards her actions to Ryan. He sped up slightly and caught up with her, "Hey, Savannah."
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:08:22 GMT -5
Vannah looked behind her a little to see who it was. "Oh...hey Michael." She said a little slowly. She turned her head back towards the direction she was walking. She draped her bag over her shoulder. Her pace was not quick, nor was it slow. She wasn't sure if she was at at him or if he was mad at her. She couldn't remember who she was mad at.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:13:07 GMT -5
Michael matched her pace when he came up beside of her. He put his free hand in his pocket, the other was holding a couple of large books. "I should probably apologize for being such a jerk down by the lake." She could choose to take it as an apology or not, it wouldn't bother him either way, as long as she knew that he felt he had taken it a little too far.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:16:06 GMT -5
Vannah shrugged. "Eh, whatever." She said as an acception to his apology. She was never really all that good with matters. "So, have you heard the latest?" She asked with a slight grin of satisfaction.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:18:32 GMT -5
Michael rolled his eyes, then looked at her, a tired expression on his face, "What is it now?" It seemed like every day there was something new, and it was very rarely good news anymore. But the grin on her face gave him slight hope that this time would be different.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:27:39 GMT -5
"Chase and Emilian." Vannah said plainly. "They got into it and it didn't end very well." She shook her head a little when she said it. "I just saw Emilian and he didn't look so good. I don't know the detailed specifics, but the wands were drawn."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:30:07 GMT -5
Michael grinned, "Oh really, my guess is that Chase won, Emilian's never been that great with a wand." It had never been something Emilian had had to do, be in duels. He was much better hand-to-hand.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:34:25 GMT -5
"I think so, but of course Emilian wouldn't admit that. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. Said something about he would've been okay if Chase hadn't pulled his wand." Vannah said. "They're both idiots." She scoffed.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:38:35 GMT -5
"He would have been, I'd hate to see anyone after a fist fight with him." Granted, he had seen quite a few people after fights with Emilian. He agreed with her on the point of the stupidity of both fighters, "They're both pretty shallow, not the best people in the world." In Michael's first conversation with Chase Chase had only talked about girls and had actually asked Michael if he was gay. His expression darkened lightly when he remembered that Chase and Dru were together.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:41:56 GMT -5
"They're too arrogant and proud." Vannah observed, but then again usually she was too. "Is Durmstrang a big school?" Vannah asked, sort of randomly. "Because Chase went thre too, or so he claimed, and so far he remembers no one that had transferred here that used to go there."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:49:05 GMT -5
"How would I know?" Michael had never been there, had never heard anything from anyone that been there before. "I've always kind of wanted to visit, but never got around to it." His mind was still partially on Chase and Emilian, he was fighting with himself over who to cheer for if he ever came across them while they were in the middle of a fight or duel.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:52:35 GMT -5
"He let it slip once." Vannah said brushing off the subject. "Anyways, I'm just waiting for the time the fight again....which they will because in all truth they both walked away loosers." Vannah stopped in front of a broom cupboard and began rumaging through her bag. She set it on the floor and bent down to find something.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 21, 2007 22:54:39 GMT -5
Michael gave a snort-like laugh, "It'll happen again, and I'll be right there, probably riding the line between cheering for them." He stopped and looked down at her, wondering faintly what she was looking for. "I hate Emilian, but Chase...."
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 21, 2007 22:57:59 GMT -5
Vannah couldn't find what she was looking for, so she gave up and resumed her previous position. "I'll be there probably laughing my ass off with wand in hand...." Vannah said as she continued walking. "You know....just in case..." She said with a mischevious grin.
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