((Open RP in the Great Hall. Backdated to Chance and Dax's
Meetup at Ravenclaw.
It had been a rather pleasant evening for Dax and Chance. They met at the Ravenclaw bar, had some thinly veiled girl-talk, and generally enjoyed one another’s company.
That was until they had a drink of
the purple stuff. Now, the formerly hygienic, productive
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She then did her best imitation of a whale. It was not a very good one.
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"Chance. Dude. Chance. Are...are you a whale? And a human? A wuman? Are you a wuman?"
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"I'm trying to become one with the whales," she said, very very slowly. "I'm trying to emulate their energy. Maybe I got better at it than I thought! Whoa."
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"Whoa. Dude. I'm feeling like a platypus. You know what I mean?"
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"There are Whales in the Scotland of your soul, little one. In the Scotland of your soul."
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"Little dude. That is like, so profound. You're right- they're in the Japan of your soul too. Because when it comes to the soul, there are no boundaries." Dax considers this for a good five minutes, nodding all the while. "That's deep, little dude. Really deep."
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"What's, ah, what's an 'aura'?" he asked.
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He approached Dax and Chance, completely oblivious to the slightly odd behaviour of them both, with a big smile on his face.
"Can I have a brownie or all they all for the whales?" he asked hopefully, eyes huge.
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For the whales!
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Big fish I believe, offered Mistoffelees helpfully. Hm.
Quaxo blinked, and reached a decision. He had to come clean. Blushing furiously (really, a Prefect should know what whales were!) he stammered something about him being very sorry, but he didn't know how whales sounded, but they were probably very nice.
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Chance could totally enlighten little dude.
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