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Eline Dovers ([info]e_dovers) wrote in [info]mistaken_pieces,
@ 2009-02-07 19:37:00

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Entry tags:! ip, - 2020 october, - corridor, [player: gabby], [player: mandy], dakota morgan, eline dovers

October 7, 2020 --Baby got lost.
Who: Eline, open.
Where: An empty corridor.
When: After dinner.
Rating: PG?
Status: Ongoing.
Summary: Coming.

How can I have been living in this castle for four years, and still get lost? The thought crossed Eline's mind several times. She was lost and it was almost curfew. If she got points taken away for something as stupid as getting lost she'd kill herself, or be tempted to. Eline was already getting angry at herself for being so stupid. Was it her fault that she had taken the wrong corridor when she was ducking away from Peeves? Yes. Wait, no!

Eline turned a corner, wand lit hoping that someone would be there but she was only met with another dead end with some stupid statues. What floor was she on again...? She couldn't remember.



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[info]unrulybehaviour
2009-02-18 04:04 pm UTC (link)
Dakota rolled his eyes slightly. "Am I supposed to apologize now?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder to her with a smirk on his face. If he was, he had no intentions of doing so. She had interrupted his walk, and forced him to lead her back down to the basement so that she could find her own way around.

Of course, she didn't seem to realize that if he was really as mean as he was pretending to be, he wouldn't have shown her the way back at all. That suited him just fine. He liked it better that way.

"You should bring a friend next time," he suggested. "Someone who does come here often? That way you won't come off looking like such a prat," he said. His tone suggested that he thought he was being helpful, but the way his eyes gleamed indicated he knew he was being a prat.

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[info]e_dovers
2009-02-18 07:10 pm UTC (link)
Honey and vinegar, honey and vinegar. She was trying her best not to hit him right now. She didn't understand how someone could be so... aggravating. She half wondered if she annoyed people like that but she doubted it. Sure, she could be kind of bitchy but it was never intentional. She didn't purposely try to belittle someone. Not to people she didn't know, anyway.

She wondered why he was being such a prat, though. He probably didn't have any friends, like she had previously guessed so when the potential of one came around he got so internally excited that he ended up screwing it all up. Yeah, that had to be it.

"I'm the one who looks like a prat?" She asked rhetorically. He had some nerve... "Well I think you might want to look in a mirror cause it's scrawled across your forehead!" Though if he looked in a mirror it would come up backwards... She hoped that he didn't desert her now that she had kind of snapped.

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[info]unrulybehaviour
2009-02-19 10:28 pm UTC (link)
"That so?" Dakota asked, mildly amused. He tilted his head to the side to regard her as he continued down the stairs, before reaching up to pat at his forehead curiously. "Good thing I'm letting everyone know then. I would hate to run into some foolish students when I'm out for an evening stroll, who then need me to show them the way back to their dormitories, because they got lost at a school they've attended for four years..."

He paused. "Oh wait. That already happened. Well drat. I guess it was just hard to see in that lighting."

He knew prat wasn't scrawled across his forehead - but really, that was such a dumb insult. He thought he might as well add a bit of pizazz to it.

What did he care, anyway? He had no interest in being friends with anyone here. So he didn't really care what anyone thought of him.

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