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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 3, 2006 19:08:56 GMT -6
yeah...
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 4, 2006 9:03:35 GMT -6
Wrod.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 7, 2006 1:42:22 GMT -6
we'll wait until around next week to see if she has updated... if not, then we should continue
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 7, 2006 12:35:35 GMT -6
Sound good.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 7, 2006 12:44:51 GMT -6
ok.... we'll do that then
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 7, 2006 14:37:22 GMT -6
yeah.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 15, 2006 13:00:59 GMT -6
*taps fingers on a table, staring up at the ceiling*
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 16, 2006 11:52:06 GMT -6
*sigh* I'll text Allie and yell at her.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 16, 2006 12:28:56 GMT -6
ok... you do that.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 17, 2006 10:40:29 GMT -6
*sigh*
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 17, 2006 10:59:23 GMT -6
she takes so long in updating.. maybe we should just do it.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 17, 2006 16:06:09 GMT -6
Give her tell tomarrow.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 22, 2006 12:29:15 GMT -6
*sigh* it's been long enough. We should Sort her.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Dec 28, 2006 14:34:07 GMT -6
I believe that when someone doesn't update the other players get to make their charecter do what they wish. ~*~
"Powell, Alexandra." McGonagall called and the girl from the train walked up to the chair and sat down.
alex gulped as the large hat was set on her head.
Differant one, aren't you? Brave, cunning, loyal, and you have an scent about you. You're...an heir! Oh but isn't that complacted an heir to two differant houses, where to put you?
What are you on about?
Yes, to place you with your father's kin or your mother's?
What are you talking about my parents are squibs!
Lies. Your mother hide you, not very well, might I add. yes, this year will be very interesting
"GRYFFINDORE!" The hat scrreamed.
~*~
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Dec 28, 2006 14:54:34 GMT -6
Didn't she say her name was Alex in this one? Just checking. ~*~*~*~*~ Christina watched the rest of the Sorting with boredom. The same could be said about the rest of the students. James and Sirius at the Gryffindor tables were impatiently waiting for the food to arrive. The female werewolf shook her head in amusement.
The Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, stood up and spread his arms open. "Welcome to Hogwarts! I will make a few quick announcements before we fill our bellies. As usual, the Forbidden Forest is off-limits to all students. The list of any items that are banned can be found in Mr. Filch's office. And I would like to welcome Miss Helena Withers who will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor." Everyone clapped appropiately for the professor. "Now, tuck in!"
Food appeared on the tables and the students started to eat. Christina paled a little at the amount of food and helped herself to a small amount.
"Not hungry?" an older Ravenclaw student asked. His dark gray eyes looked at her in concern.
"Yeah. I just recovered from a nasty bout of flu," she replied. "My appetite hasn't come back yet."
He winced in sympathy. "Well, I hope you get better." ~*~*~*~*~
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