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Post by Leven Stopel on Feb 10, 2009 9:44:47 GMT -5
Leven went into the potions room with his usaul high class wizard robe. Leven practicly bathed in money. He went up to the board and ,with his wand, wrote his name. He waited for the students to arrive.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Feb 10, 2009 10:28:52 GMT -5
Dare's fringe was swept heavy over his eyes as he walked into class. He was worn from... personal issues he was too tired to even think about. He was lucky Michael had even let him out of the apartment to come to class, and he had a feeling that if he wasn't escorted to his next one, he'd at least be seeing a lot of either Michael or Markise today. Potions. That was what had started everything, wasn't it? If they made a calming draught today, Dare told himself he should just leave. Easier said than done. Dare took a seat near the back of the room and brought out his notebook to draw in the margins.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Feb 11, 2009 11:12:36 GMT -5
Chase was surprised to see that the classroom wasn't already full when he walked in. Normally, he was late, if he didn't ditch. Of course, he had decided to get his ass in gear this term, something that had pleased his father to no end. He figured he might as well attend, even if he knew he'd be bored. It was half the reason Chase didn't normally bother with class to begin with. He already knew what he was doing. He sat at the back of the room too, though far on the other side from that gay kid with the parrot hair.
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