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Aug 30, 2006 10:51

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Careers Abound' / Wednesday, 7th December 2005 / 3:17pm
Location: Owlery
Open To: Whomsoever wishes it!
Currently Involving: Ophelia

Owling once again )

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luciano_delarco August 31 2006, 23:20:10 UTC
Luciano was having a bit more luck with the feathered warriors of doom. He was a gentle soul and animals seemed to like him. Well...most of them. Some just liked to take advantage of him or scare his pants off. Which was always awkward to explain. But enough with the lack of pants. The school owls liked him because he visited them frequently and always brought treats and soothing words. The treats made up for the fact that he often sent the poor birds off to Italy to his Mother. And to James ('don't call me father- I'm not that old!'), who had a bad habit of going on cruises and making the poor birds fly about trying to find him. Anyways, Luc liked to feed owls so he wouldn't feel AS bad about inconveniencing them, so the owls like Luc. All in all, it was a happy relationship ( ... )

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opheliaballard September 1 2006, 18:13:31 UTC
FEATHERS OWLS AGGH! were Ophelia's first thoughts upon running in to Lucy. Not literally running in, of course, for it was the owl that had seemed to run into her. Nevermind the soothing girly-Lucy feedings and the promises of seaside Italian resort views on their mission to find the dear boy's mummy: the owl clearly knew Ophelia from old. And as such it was gone up to the rafters again in a flurry of molting and Ophelia was left staring madly at Lucy, both of them covered in feathers.

"Whhhhy, Luciano, fancy seeing you here EHEH?" she eyed the both, frowning slightly as she began the task of distributing the feathers on her robes to his via wingardium.

"Don't you know, I think I remember something you were supposed to find for me," Ophelia went on, stopping her feather floating momentarily to fix one eye on this Lucy bloke, practicing her very best 'staring down' skills.

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luciano_delarco September 2 2006, 01:54:07 UTC
The owl definitely should have been a warning. The sort of warning with GREAT BIG FLASHING LIGHTS and BELLS and such. But if Luc had managed to pick up on the lights and bells and such, he was clearly too terrified to do the only logical thing: run. But back to the owl. Luciano looked from the owl to Ophelia, then back to the owl (which was probably relocating to Madagascar...smart bird). When he returned to Ophelia for the last time, he was in the midst of being...well, featheredOn the bright side he wasn't being TARRED too ( ... )

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opheliaballard September 3 2006, 06:30:36 UTC
Oh if she'd only HAD tar, what a pretty picture she would paint. Not to mention it'd take ages to get all these feather pieces off her very nice robes thankyouverymuch, and she verymuch did NOT appreciate the tampering of her clothing items by this Puffie. No matter how enticingly easy to control he seemed to be.

"Oh nice to see you too Lucydear" Ophelia replied with sweetness that seemed so incredibly geniune that it most definitely could not be. She flitted her hand out as though she were immensely flattered and fanned her face before continuing on her task of staring and feather removal.

Well. At least he remembered what he was supposed to find. An improvement upon most people she told to do things. An improvement indeeeed, Ophelia put a hand to her chin and gave the boy a contemplative look. If she had been taller, slighter, older, and much more of a male sort with facial hair, she would have been stroking a nicely trimmed goatee with a diabolical look on her face. As such, however, she only had a chin and a mass of curls to ( ... )

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