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Post by Rory James on Jul 28, 2009 17:31:51 GMT -5
It was a warm day for October, the sun was shining and birds were singing. On such days there was the echo of distant laughter, happy smiles that had yet to know the true way of the world. Rory was sat at the base of a tree, leaning against the trunk with her eyes closed, allowing the light that flittered through the leaves to create colors behind the lids. In all truth, she should have been in class. Yet she could not bring herself to even wonder what class she was ditching, such is apathy. In her mind, there was no point in standing in front of a crowd of strangers and introducing herself with fake sincerity; What did these people mean to her? And she to them? No, it did not matter that it was her first day, nor that she had given her word to go to class. What was the point? She'd only get lost anyway.
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Post by Iggy Danson on Jul 28, 2009 17:49:41 GMT -5
iggy danson !! It was actually a quite lovely day outside for October. Even though weather never really stopped her Iggy decided that she would go explore the forest, maybe she would bring her magazines out and read under a tree. Iggy read Zoon, the American crackpot rag that was full of conspiracy theories and myths. Iggy loved the magazine and found it interesting unlike most of the other students that attended Salem.
So after collecting all of her magazines, which was a huge stack, into her hands Iggy left her dormitory and set off for the forest. It was a spectacle no doubt seeing Iggy maneuver her tiny four feet ten inch body through the crowds going in and out of the front doors. Not else to mention that the stack of magazines was kind of cumbersome, However people gave her a wide berth because some people thought she was kind of odd. Maybe it was her bright orange skinny jeans or her blue vneck with a green Popsicle on it or the rather large green bow pinned in her long blond hair. Anyway it made it much easier to get outside.
Once outside Iggy made her way to the forest. When she got within the trees Iggy started humming an indistinct tune. Just as Iggy decided maybe she should sit down. As soon as she made the decision something or rather someone caught her foot and sent her flying into the air as well as her magazines. As she laid there on the ground, her magazines fluttering to the ground next to her, Iggy sighed and said with a smile, “Well that was fun.”
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Post by Rory James on Jul 28, 2009 17:59:22 GMT -5
Rory yelped as a girl tripped over her leg, which had been stretched out lazily. Recoiling she narrowed her eyes at the girl who, quite frankly, looked like she'd had to get dressed in the dark. "Well that was fun" the girl said, and Rory rolled her eyes. "I'm sure it was, but maybe you should warn the next person you trip over." she retorted in a flat voice, standing up and brushing off her black jeans. As if she hadn't been banking on a reason to 'lose track of time', suddenly theres a flaw in her plan. And it's wearing a bright green bow.
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Post by Iggy Danson on Jul 28, 2009 18:10:12 GMT -5
iggy danson !! Well it’s not like Iggy expected to have a warm and fuzzy talk with the person she just tripped over. However the person didn’t have to be rude about it. It wasn’t as if Iggy even saw her because of her massive amounts of magazines that were now scattered on he ground.
Still Iggy hadn’t even bothered to move an inch. Slowly Iggy stood up and began to collect her magazines. As she was bending down to pick up her magazines she decided that she should talk to the girl she tripped over. ”Well I didn’t really see you, so no need to be rude,” Iggy said in her sing song voice. Iggy knew she was talking to a Dissemblance by now because they all were rather rude to her so it was a tell tale sign.
After collecting her massive amounts of magazines she stood straight up to her 4 foot 10 inch height and looked at the girl standing in front of her with her big blue eyes. The girl was probably a year older than her and definitely a Dissemblance, but oddly enough she was new. Salem didn’t get many transfers so when Iggy realized this her face lit up and a big smile splayed across her face.
Honestly Iggy loved new people. It was like finding some brand new treasure. Sometimes new people were uncomfortable or they make a flashy entrance. This girl just looked as if she didn’t want to be there. ”Hey you’re new!” Iggy announced happily, ”I’m Iggy Danson, 5th year Luminosity. Who are you?”
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Post by Rory James on Jul 28, 2009 18:21:17 GMT -5
"No shit sherlock!" Rory said sarcastically, crossing her arms over her chest and rolling her eyes. People! People! The befreind you before they tear you to pieces. The annoying thing was they never seemed to realise it either! Rory pondered for a minute. Would it be worth anything for this girl, this Iggy, to know her name? Well, it may shut her up. "Rory." She said simply, in the same flat tone she had before. "Why do you have so many magazines?" She asked, she couldn't help herself this girl was so bizarre, she reminded Rory of one of her old friends parents. Emily Lovegood's mother was a case and a half, Iggy seemed to share quite a few traits with her.
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Post by Iggy Danson on Jul 28, 2009 18:35:50 GMT -5
iggy danson !! Well the Rory didn’t seem very happy to have Iggy talking to her. Iggy did have that affect on people though. Usually she made them uncomfortable with her upfrontness and odd behavior. Never the less Iggy didn’t really care what other people thought, and she went on with the conversation, ignoring Rory’s rude tone.
Then there was the matter that she had just asked about Iggy’s magazines. That made Iggy light up even brighter, if it was even possible. Bouncing on the balls her feet Iggy gently placed the stack of magazines down on the ground and picked up the latest one from the top. The title flashed SNITCHES: Magic or Slavery? in big yellow letters and a snitch was zooming around the page as well as a purple flying insect with horns.
”You see its Zoon!” Iggy exclaimed happily with the latest issue in her hand. ”Its really a great magazine, you should read it. It has really interesting stories. I already read this one,” Iggy went on and pointed at the issue in hand. ”Here you should read it! There is a long article on the Snicklekinky that propels the Golden Snitch in Quidditch!” Happily Iggy handed over the copy of Zoon to Rory and grabbed an issue from two months ago and flipped the pages to the spell that could make earwax turn into jello located somewhere in the middle of it.
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Post by Rory James on Jul 28, 2009 18:48:10 GMT -5
Rory looked at the cover of the magazine skeptically after Iggy handed it to her. She seemed so out of this world. It was unnerving. And even more unnerving was a feeling in her gut that Rory had deigned to ignore since leaving Britain. "Are you high?" she asked with a hint of amusement. Dropping the monotone had brought out her accent, that of a south-eastern english girl with attitude. Being told it would make her stand out she had opted to hide her natural accent, but the way she talked was nothing compared to this girl, so it seemed pretty safe to stop talking like a robot.
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Post by Iggy Danson on Jul 28, 2009 18:58:04 GMT -5
iggy danson !! Even though Iggy was in Luminosity she was a Pureblood and didn’t understand many muggle terms. Sure Iggy enjoyed looking at Muggle contraptions when she could get her hands on them but she didn’t exactly understand the Muggle world. No matter the great marks in Muggle Studies Iggy was good at reading books but it didn’t mean she understood the whole thing.
With a confused look Iggy looked at Rory and pondered on what it meant. For sure Iggy wasn’t floating off the ground, but to be sure she checked her feet. Nope, not floating, her yellow converse covered feet were planted on the ground. Then she looked around her, nope not standing on a mountain or a cliff or anything of the sort. So figuring she wasn’t ‘high’ Iggy said, ”No sir!”
Then Iggy realized that Rory had an accent. An English accent actually. Did that mean she was from Hogwarts? Iggy had heard of Hogwarts and always wished to go see the beautiful castle and the place that Voldy was defeated. So with awe in her eyes she looked up at Rory and exclaimed, ”Did you go to Hogwarts!?
