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Post by nicxnicx on Nov 16, 2009 2:09:57 GMT -5
It was quite late for Yumi to be sneaking around in the castle, but after her 'chat' with Trevent the other night, she couldn't resist the urge to troop down to the kitchen for a late snack. She yawned and smiled when the elves greeted her. "Miss DarkRose, a pleasure to see you, I'm sure!! What should you want??""Cookies!" She grinned to them, remembering how much she'd loved the cookie Trevent offered her. She found it weird how they knew her name when she'd sure as ever never been down there before. She hoped she didn't get found out like last time, not that this time she was waiting for anyone. She nibbled her cookie, her eyes fixed on the door, ready to run before anyone could see her. Then the most bizarre thing happened. She looked at the elves, who were cookie happily - for who or what Yumi didn't know - but the door opened when she looked away. Clicky for outfit! |
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Post by ana on Nov 22, 2009 23:35:12 GMT -5
Analeigh swore, stumbling as she backed away from the wall she had just run into. Her toes throbbed with a quick shock of pain, but Analeigh forced the thought of the hurt away, blinking rapidly to adjust her eyesight to the dimly lit corridor. It had dawned on her a few minutes ago that it might have been a good idea to snatch her wand from her bedside table. Unfortunately for Analeigh and her toe the thought hadn't occurred to her when her growling stomach had roused her from her sleep. The kitchen was on the same floor as the Hufflepuff common room, so it hadn't seemed necessary since Analeigh had literally memorized the short route between the two destinations that year before. Her encounter with the wall however, pointed out the maybe a lack of use of the route had made Analeigh a little disorientated.
Once she could see well enough with the poor light provided by the few torches hung up on the brackets that hallways walls her bright blue eyes immediately began the search for the passage, hidden oh so cleverly behind a large portrait. Spotting it Analeigh took a step forward, mindful of her toe, flicking her finger lightly over the pale green pear, opening the passageway into the kitchen.As soon as the door swing open the corridor filled with a bright, orangey light, causing Analeigh to wince slightly as she walked into the warm kitchen, the heady smell of cooking food instantly overwhelming her in a cloud, even as she wondered why it smelt like a feast at midnight.
Analeigh was surprised to see another girl already in the kitchen, but Analeigh merely gave her a nod of acknowledgment being sitting down, folding her long legs under the low table in the kitchen. A half smile on her lips Analeigh spoke quietly to the small house who had appeared at her side instantly, asking for a cup of tea and a half sandwich. Raising her head Analeigh quirked her lips as she spoke, Midnight snack too?"
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Post by nicxnicx on Dec 7, 2009 16:20:56 GMT -5
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when you feel so tired but you can't sleep[/ul][/center] [/b] Yumi felt a little pink raise up to her cheeks and she managed to croak, "yes." This wasn't the entire truth, but Yumi figured it was close enough. She gave a half smile at Ana and asked, a little bit more louder than before, "How are you?" It was said in a polite converse way, and with it mixed to her unusually quiet voice it sounded as though she was scared of Analeigh. Yumi, of course, didn't realise this as she was too absorbed in her own thoughts to know she was giving off an impresseion that wasn't her. She put her cookie on the table, the hunger slipping away, which wasn't good. She was getting thin and withdrawn as she didn't feel hungry anymore, although she forced ehrself to eat so she didn't die of hunger or something. -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
location: Kitchen
tag: Analeigh
word count:One-fiftey
template: NEON CONVERSE @ caution !
notes: Crapper!
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Post by ana on Dec 12, 2009 12:57:31 GMT -5
Frowning at the one syllable answer she received in turn for her question Analeigh opened her mouth to say something, anything that might initiate a conversation. It was just much too awkward, for her at least, to just be sitting there with each other, eating and not saying a word. Just as she had found her words though she was interrupted by the arrival of her food. "Thank you," Taking the tray from the house elf Analeigh poured a small bit of cream and sugar into her tea. Stirring her tea, the metal spoon clinking softly against the fine ceramic, Analeigh regained track of what she had been about to say. "You're in the fourth or fifth year, right?" Analeigh was positive the girl was younger then her, though truly she didn't look much younger then Analeigh.
Surveying the girl over her cup of tea Analeigh frowned again. "You look terrible." The words were out of her mouth before Analeigh could sensor them, a classic case of word vomit, and Analeigh clamped a dainty hand to her mouth, as if the gesture would have held the words back moments before. "I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it like that. I was thinking about what I was saying. It's just that...well, you do look sort of wretched." Oh gods, she was just digging herself deeper into this stupid mess she had made. "Ugh, that's not what I mean. You're a lovely girl, but you just look sick." Analeigh finished, berating herself for being so stupid and insensitive. "Is everything alright...?"
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Post by nicxnicx on Dec 14, 2009 2:44:54 GMT -5
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when you feel so tired but you can't sleep[/ul][/center] [/b] "Yeah, fourth year." Yumi nodded. She wondered why she was asked but she didn't comment. It wasn't that important. When Analeigh started about her weight, Yumi sighed and put her head on the table. She waited 'till she was done before she started her rant. "Not you too!!" she glared, narrowing her eyes at the table. "I'm fine! Perfectly fine! Nothing nothing nothing is wrong!! I look fine! I'm average! I'm not thin or fat! There's nothing nothing NOTHING!!!!!" She glared. She was sick of everyone telling her she was thin and withdrawn. She threw her cookie across the room in a pelt of anger, then turned her accusing stare to Analeigh. "I am fine," She glared annoyed. -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
location: Kitchen
tag: Analeigh
word count:Ugh. Count 'em!
template: NEON CONVERSE @ caution !
notes: xDD Sorry she went all wierd on you!!
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