Tyrion was sitting at one of the tables that people used to use to study back when classes were actually held regularly. He was studying the
prefect nominations list, at least the most recent version of it, frowning. He was surprised that Cersei's name wasn't on the list. He wondered why that was, then decided it wasn't his problem
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Or, in this, heard.
Smiling at her easily, shuffling the papers together, he held them out to the woman, "I'm Ryuuji Otogi." He tilted his head to a side curiously, tone a little quizzical but friendly, "Dr. Girlfriend -- any first name, or do you prefer being called by your title?"
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Anybody around here got a large rubber alligator around? I'd try for a real one, but I'm afraid he couldn't handle the cold.
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"Oh, hey, Lannister-type guy," he says with a casual wave to Tyrion, whom he recognises as one of the people who showed up for the Slytherin common room redecoration project. "Rock rock on."
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When Tyrion offers a seat, an expression of pure relief crosses her face. Someone to talk to who isn't this strange strange creature who's prattling makes less sense than Salamander's...if that's even possible. And more to the point, someone she actually likes and has been intending to look up. At the raised eyebrow, she rolls her eyes and briefly puts on the 'oh gods, save me' look again.
She takes a seat and glances at the flyer. "Greetings. What's this?"
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