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Post by quin on Oct 16, 2007 13:58:54 GMT -5
Quin, still waddling, start to quack, "Kiss!Kiss!Kiss!Kiss!Kiss!" And she made puckering movements, giving Heno a peck on his furry cheek, and then continued to let him attempt to rip apart Jasons shoes. "Nah, I'm 5'10, he's gotta be what? 5'8?" She laughed at Shawn, and made melencholy sounds like a violin does at a funeral. "Tis terrible."
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Jason Cruz
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Post by Jason Cruz on Oct 16, 2007 14:04:45 GMT -5
Jason shook his head and shrugged, his eyes still on the martin at his feet. He seemed to prefer non verbal communication. There were enough questions coming at him with differeing answers that he figured he'd better speak.
"No, I mean there's nothing wrong with being a tall girl. Just . . . it can be inconvenient. But yeah, I'm about 5'10"."
It was technically true. He was close enough to be "about" 5'10". Suddenly feeling Shawn's hand jerking his chin up, his eyes showed shock as they looked into hers. His head dropped again as soon as she released him, his eyes again on the furry thing at his feet that seemed to be enjoying his footwear.
"I know. I know it is. It's just . . . hard."
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Post by haleyliz on Oct 16, 2007 14:09:43 GMT -5
Shawn stuck her hands in her hoodie pocket and frowned, looking at Jason with an almost concerned expression. Almost. He would have only gotten it if he had been looking directly at her, which he certainly wasn't doing. The martin must have been very interesting, and Shawn of course must have been very dull because it was obvious which one he prefered to look at.
Sighing a little, she tugged a strand of hair out of her eyes. She liked this Jason kid. Not in that 'get-in-your-pants' way, but as a friend she like him. And he was pretty adorkable. Maybe if she could catch him one day without Quin around. Not that she didn't like Quin too. He just seemed... sort of... like a code that needed to be cracked, metaphoricaly speaking.
"Well, I'm rather famished. So, I'm going to get some lunch in the Great Hall. See you around?" She asked, looking at the two, and backing up a few steps.
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Post by quin on Oct 16, 2007 14:17:36 GMT -5
Heno tugged a piece of the shoe off, which now showed a sock. Heno snuffled at the sock, and decided that it too, was edible, and he bent down and started to rip it to pieces as well. Quin strightened, picking up Heno and his piece of shoe and now, sock. "See yeah! Im going to play Quittich, oh yeah, wahts your name?" She asked Jason, then told him in a fake, irtitable vioce, "And stop not looking me in the eyes, it's unnatural."
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Jason Cruz
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Post by Jason Cruz on Oct 16, 2007 14:31:30 GMT -5
Straightening, Jason forced himself to look up. He'd looked people in the eye before. It would naturally happen as he became more comfortable with them. When attention was brought to the fact that he didn't though, that made it so much harder. He focused on Shawn's nose as she backed away, figuring that may be close enough. He nodded again.
"Yeah, ok. I'll be . . . around."
He too started to back up, back down the way he'd come, figuring he might as well go finish his essay. He stopped and turned to Quin, also looking at her nose.
"Oh, sorry. I'm Jason. Jason Cruz. I guess maybe I'll see you on the pitch sometime. If I make the team. Sorry. I . . . sorry."
He drew his wand from the inside pocket of his robes and swished it casually at his foot, not even bothering to speak the simple charm. His sock and shoe immediately mended, looking pristine. Slipping his wand away, he turned and walked back down the hall, heading for the stairs that would take him back down to the first floor and the library.
Smooth.
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Post by quin on Oct 16, 2007 14:36:08 GMT -5
"More like Jason Clutz." She called after him joking, before waving her hand, wand in her back pocket, and saying achio, allowing her broom to come tom her. When it did, she leapt on, still in school, and zoomed out, dropping four dung bombs, and swept into the open air, Heno buttoned tightly in her caot.
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