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Aug 14, 2006 00:13

Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Season Begins' / Sunday, November 27th / 7:16 PM
Location: Dorm, Common Room, and moving...
Open To: Ozma
Currently Involving: EVC

( It qualified as a treasure hunt... )

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ghostozma August 14 2006, 05:35:34 UTC

Who died? WHO DIED?!
That was just uncalled for, wot wot.

Unfortunately for Erik Valentin Cohen, his friendly neighborhood nemesis-with-no-body just happened to be levitating near the stairs when he tumbled down and shouted those indignant (and offensive) words. Unfortunately for Erik Valentin Cohen, said nemesis-with-no-body let loose an outraged shriek and lunged for him.

"ME, I DID! I DIED, YOU IDJIT!!" And she tackled him.
Forgetting, once again as she had done with ickle Simon earlier in the week, that she would fall right through. BOLLOCKS AND CODSWOLLOP!

"Graaarrghh!" spluttered Ozma, catapulting through the railing, the force of her energetic and emotional display at least enough to ripple his hair but not much else. She skidded through the air to a halt, and promptly spun around to face him. Wait, he was upside down, what?!!

Oh. No no. That was her. Right then. As dignified as possible, she turned over and stared at him with beady, transparent eyes.

"Bean Boy."

erikcohen August 14 2006, 14:02:23 UTC

OH BLOODY SODDING BUGGERING HELL! He never should have mentioned death. Obviously it was some horrible way of summoning ghosts with attitudes. He shivered as Ozma fell through him, though he had to admit to himself it was strangely interesting.

He watched her with amusement as she went for a second go, sending his hair into a further frenzy. Honestly? She'd be helpful. That whole able-to-go-through-walls bit was definitely useful when it came to the searching for traps aspect of things. Erik Cohen had enemies. What could he say?

"That's just it, Ozma, isn't it? I am Bean Boy! I have no shame in calling myself by that name," Erik said as he walked with determination toward the portrait hole, tightly gripping the map in his hand. Once he reached his destination, he whirled around to face the pale and floating girl with a frown ( ... )

ghostozma August 14 2006, 22:39:23 UTC

Someone had stolen The Beans.It was so marvelous and intriguing and OUTRAGEOUS that she even pushed aside the fact he'd called her 'ghosty' and let him live to tell the tale. So to speak. She ushered forward, wispy hair rippling behind her, eyes wide in amazement. Dumbstruck, you could call her, and mystified ( ... )

erikcohen August 15 2006, 01:59:33 UTC

Erik felt triumphant as Ozma stopped her normal tormenting and asked about the Bertie Beans. He didn't have the heart to tell her, however, that it wasn't just one box that had been stolen, but his entire stash. It was a very hard thing to deal with, naturally.

He'd let her get away with calling him Bean Boy. It wasn't all that horrible of a nickname. People had certainly come up with worse in the past, and he was a bit overly fond of the beans. Like he said before, no shame in calling himself something that rang true.

"Of course we have to rescue them! You don't see me sitting around doing nothing, do you? I've got the map, I'm ready for an adventure!" Erik said with determination and watched her with curiosity. Was she going to go running off to torment firsties or was she actually going to do something useful for a Gryffindor and help a bloke out, hmmmn?

"KIPPIS, OZMA! Bean Boy and the Flying Lion shall triumph over hatred and evil and end the day with stories for one and candy for another!" Erik said excitedly and bolted out of ( ... )

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