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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 18:23:30 GMT -5
Ly sneered at the eye-pod and made no move to catch it, letting it hit the seat and fall. "I'm not into Muggle crap," he said. And with that, his interest in the little green box was gone. If he wanted something to play music, he'd get out his wizard's wireless. That would work at Hogwarts, and it ran on magic, not whatever bits and pieces Muggles used to make their little replacement devices go.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 18:30:34 GMT -5
Ly nudged one of the little green things stringing from the box that had stayed on the seat with the toe of her pointed shoe, wrinkling her nose as though the thing was diseased as it slithered to the floor. "You must be one of those Hufflepuffs," she said, the first words since the girl had joined them. She hoped that wherever her and her brother ended up wouldn't be covered in muggle things.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Aug 10, 2011 19:04:51 GMT -5
Pansy stooped down to pick up her Ipod giving the two dirty looks and stored it in her pocket. Pansy let out a laugh, "Hufflepuff?? Me? No way!! Thats a insult! Im a proud Slytherin" she sneered. "Ive never seen yous before, are yous new?" she sat back on the seat, crossed her legs and glared at the twins. She thought she might as well sit and get comfortable, why not it was going to be a long journey..
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 19:15:38 GMT -5
"No, we're sixteen," Ly said, sneering right back at the girl, who he decided to call Greenie. They weren't new, they were simply being put into a different place. He wouldn't have people looking down on him like he was some ignorant little innocent when that was as far from the truth as you could get. Even if he knew next to nothing about the Houses, since he hadn't paid any attention to his final tutor. Ly turned his head to nuzzle lightly into his sister's hair. He was bored, and aside from being more entertaining than a proud Slytherin with Muggle stuff, it tended to get people away from them.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 19:23:40 GMT -5
Ly chuckled softly, both at her brother's words and his gentle touch. "Are you even a pureblood?" she asked the girl. The girl couldn't be much of a Slytherin if she carried around muggle things. The house must be more lenient than she had read it was. As far as Ly knew, the house only let in purebloods with strong ambition.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Aug 10, 2011 19:44:43 GMT -5
"Of course I am! I just took this from some whiney first year who was boasting about it and how much it cost. Its just muggle crap I told her, but she wouldnt shut up about it!" Pansy replied. She noticed the guy rubbing at the girls hair, seemed quite..unusual for siblings to act so close. She let the thought pass her mind and took out her little tub, opened it and took two of the blue pills. Her head was spinning now, swallowing hard she put the tub back into her pocket.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 20:01:38 GMT -5
That sounded like a line of bull. Ly opened his eyes after a moment, then raised his head to look lazily at the girl. "If it's crap, let's see you zap it to pieces," he challenged. "You've got a wand, right?" And what were wands for, but to make things happen? Yeah, the rules said no magic outside class, but when had the rules ever been a problem? There'd be no way anyone could pinpoint where a spell came from without seeing it.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Aug 10, 2011 20:05:48 GMT -5
In Ly's opinion, that should have been done as soon as the girl got the device. She smiled expectantly at the girl. "I'd like to see that," she said, running a hand down her brother's long hair that was so like hers. If the girl refused then maybe Ly would do it for her. Her eyes shined at the idea. Was it wrong of her to doubt the girl would be willing?
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Aug 11, 2011 5:35:36 GMT -5
Pansy laughed, "Why not, its no skin off my nose." she reached into her pocket for her wand. She placed the Ipod on the floor and aimed her wand towards it. "Confringo" Pansy said, a red line erupted for the tip of her wand at the little black box, as soon at it made contact with the spell it exploded. All the little muggle pieces that made it were now black and scattered across the floor. A piece had landed on Pansys black boots and she shook it off not wanting to have any more contact with the Ipod than she had already done so. A grin formed on her face as she felt proud of her accomplishment.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Aug 11, 2011 11:30:01 GMT -5
Ly was surprised she'd acttually gone through with it. She'd seemed so excited about the little green Muggle music box at first, but was now just as excited to see it blasted to pieces. Perhaps she was simply one of those rare people who was jazzed by everything. Ly himself was so jaded and apathetic that he couldn't summon up any memory of being so eager, though he supposed he'd been inordinately pleased with himself from time to time. "Good job, Greenie," he said.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Aug 11, 2011 11:55:10 GMT -5
Ly smiled softly, even if she had already written the girl off. For someone to change their tone so quickly and easily didn't bode well for them. She turned her head away, catching her brother's eye. She didn't need to whisper in his ear for him to know she wondered just how easily influenced the girl was. How far could the girl be pushed? Oh Ly loved being a bad influence.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Aug 11, 2011 13:27:20 GMT -5
"Why thank you." Pansy said jokingly bowing her head as she did, the device wasnt that important to her, but she could bet that the first year would be fuming if she found out. That brought a sly grin across Pansy's face. She watched as the last little piece stopped smoking and asked the two, "So do yous have a name? You seem to have named me already." Pansy laughed, she liked the pair, they seemed dominating and proud of it something that she wanted as well. Pansy was proud and fierce, many people didnt cross her, they knew better. But she finally saw what everyone else saw in her in the twins, it was exciting all the same.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Aug 11, 2011 14:28:02 GMT -5
"My name is Lysiseraph Alessandro Vittore Romano Phrixus," Ly said. People tended to be overwhelmed by the sheer length of it and unable to pick it apart enough to respond, and he preferred it that way. The only person he allowed to call him Ly was his sister. He had hexed people for less than attempting to give him some stupid little nickname because they were too lazy to bother.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Aug 11, 2011 14:31:55 GMT -5
"And you may call me Lida," Ly said, as though it were a privilege to even be given a name. She refused to give people her full name, and it was rare that two people that knew each other knew her by the same name. There had been times she had come upon people discussing her, unaware they were speaking of the same person because of course Lida and Desi couldn't possibly simply be the same person.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Aug 11, 2011 15:03:12 GMT -5
"Ah well yours is a mouthful" Pansy joked to Lysiseraph, "Im going to have a problem remembering that." She let the name sink into her mind, it was unusual but it suited him. Pansy smiled brightly, she was glad they were actually speaking to her. "Yours will be a bit easier Lida. Mines is actually Pansy, but you can call me whatever, Im not that fussed." she said shrugging her shoulders. Pansy leaned back into her seat and tilted her head back, her hands clenched shut, those pills she had taken where finally working, about time too she thought.
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