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Post by Boone Cohen on May 25, 2006 20:02:31 GMT
Silas stood. Leaning against a wall. He was staring at a puddle, which was on the ground, which every once in a while someone would step in. His silvery white hair, as described by Lizzie, blew about in the breeze that, somehow, entered Knockturn Alley. Occasionally, someone would stop and stare at him, wondering what he was doing there, standing. And he, being the Silasy Silas person he is, did nothing. He was happy just standing there.
OOC: But I'm bored! So someone appear... and RP...
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 25, 2006 20:24:45 GMT
Jakob walked down the alley of Knockturn Alley, occasionally stopping and peering through the shop windows at anything of interest. He cursed to himself as he stepped in a big puddle and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. His eyes fell upon a man staring at a puddle. Creepily. "Er-" he started, but shrugged and started to try drying off the bottom of his robes.
((And I'm here.))
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 25, 2006 20:35:12 GMT
Silas glanced at the man, a bored expression crossing his face. Not the type of guy he'd expect in Knockturn Alley. But then again, if he was so tough, what was he doing staring at a puddle... he blinked, and did nothing else... because his RPer is braindead now...
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 25, 2006 20:40:28 GMT
Jakob finished drying his leg and was about to turn when he noticed that the man was still standing there. And he wasn't moving except for an occasional blink. "What are you doing?" he asked in a voice that clearly expressed his thoughts of the man being mental or something.
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 25, 2006 20:43:30 GMT
Silas blinked, turning his gaze to look at him. A slight smile appeared, and he said, "Nothing." What does it look like, dumbass... I ain't stepping in puddles... now don't hurt yourself with your next question, ok? He looked back at the puddle, which had been stepped in yet again, and glanced back at the man, who he already didn't like very much.
OOC: Silas isn't creepy... he's just very quiet... and... can be very... mean...
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Post by Jakob Harkey on May 25, 2006 21:00:33 GMT
Obviously you stupid bloke, thought Jakob to himself as he stopped himself from rolling his eyes. "Oh really," he said sarcastically. "I wouldn't have expected that."
((I see. Lol. I doubt this brief meeting will last long. Ramble. Ramble.))
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 26, 2006 10:19:39 GMT
OOC: Neither do I... but I- I mean WE can try to make it last longer than it really would, eh... *cackles*
IC: Silas got up off the wall, standing up straight now. "And what were you doing, kid? Coming into a place you obviously shouldn't? Your mother wouldn't like that..."
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Post by Elizabeth Aphrodite on May 26, 2006 16:49:15 GMT
Deity strolled down the aisles of Knockturn Alley, "Searching for useful items to show to the children during her lessons", or so she said to Lizzie anyway. Lizzie foolishly believed her, as she always found the best in people, just like her mentor. A smirk formed on her face as she noticed a man who she believed was the groundskeeper, trying to talk to old man that she had meet in the pub.
((Lol, probably longer and more interesting then the other one... THAT was dull.. *stares* *blinks* etc... Psst, Boone does she know him by name?))
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 26, 2006 17:31:03 GMT
OOC: No, but he does... *laughs* He never told her his name I believe... she did, though... and he isn't an old man! Geez... at least say good looking...
IC: Silas looked to his, say, right, and saw the woman he'd met in the Hog's Head. Deity, he believed. Not that that meeting had been the most exciting. Regardless, he blinked, and said, "Hello... again."
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Post by Cynthia Veneficus on May 26, 2006 17:59:32 GMT
((You wish  )) Deity smirked cooly as she approached them, "I wouldn't bother trying to talk to him, he rarely makes sense..." she said to the groundskeeper as she turned back to face the old man. After a brief pause, "Speaking this time?", she asked curiously as she arched an eyebrow in wonder. |
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 26, 2006 19:22:43 GMT
The good looking "old man" grinned. "You wish. But I make perfect sense. Oh, right. You couldn't understand sense, if it blugdeoned you with a steel bat and sang it out. Would you?"
OOC: I love making my characters act rude... it's so much fun...
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Post by Elizabeth Aphrodite on May 27, 2006 16:57:25 GMT
Deity smirked cooly, "Ahh, he talks." she said slowly and somewhat patronisingly as she stood straight, with her curly blonde hair waving in the wind. Her robes fluttered behind her gracefully, "So why are you talking this time?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Boone Cohen on May 27, 2006 17:05:07 GMT
Silas blinked. "Because. I can choose when I want to speak, or when I want to throw dirty looks at others. Or when I permanently disable them." Leaning back against the wall, he muttered something unaudible. Which means that Deity nor Jakob could hear it. In case you didn't know.
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Post by Elizabeth Aphrodite on May 27, 2006 17:12:52 GMT
Deity rolled her eyes, "Lovely," she merely said as she motioned to the shop behind them, "Anyway, I'm going in so bye." she said as she walked past them and into the shop. To carry on with her, 'Shopping for students' thing that she was on about earlier.
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