Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me

Search by :  Username E-mail Region Interest AOL IM ICQ Number Yahoo! ID MSN Username Jabber

Connor (leconnortemple) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"Bunny ears," Connor confirmed, making the little bunny eared hand gesture before letting the rest of the ideas sink in. When they'd been kids, Chris had mentioned some sort of magic school. But Dora--er, Tonks--had said she had to be older to go. And he was just happy to go to his primary school! This was so weird.

First reaction to her question? Lie. Lie like he usually did. He was just a student, studying archaeology and paleontology at university. On weekends, he liked gaming, World of Warcraft in the evenings and the occasional Lord of the Rings marathon with his mates.

However, as wild and interesting as her story had been? Well, Connor had been the exaggerating type before he'd ever met witches. Now, he kind of felt like he had to. "Raptors," he said simply, as if everyone did it. "Saber-toothed cats. Faced a mammoth, once. Not the ice age wooly variety, the warm weather sort." In completely, typically Connor fashion, he attempted to sound smug. As if he were so much cooler for it than he actually was. You know, despite still recovering from a SIMS 2 addiction.