16 Feb 2018, 04:53
Mirror Mirror...
The girl caught hold of her uninjured arm yanking her away. Sally let out a painful yelp as her injured shoulder got a jolt, pain coursing through her body. She was blinded from all the pain with no clue what was happening.
OMG this is so insane, she thought.
And then Sally felt something, like a heavy lump weighing down on her chest, like something passing through her and she heard grunts and shrieks, supernatural ones.
It was suddenly very cold. The blood in her veins felt like it would freeze and something seemed to be clinging to her.
Then all of a sudden it was all gone. She was lying face down in the corridor with no energy to even move a little. Possibly that thing couldn't come out of the toilets?
She was concerned whether the other girl was alright. What if she needed help? With a tremendous amount of effort, Sally craned her head in search of the girl.
[OC: Sorry about the inactivity! I had a really busy week ^-^]
OMG this is so insane, she thought.
And then Sally felt something, like a heavy lump weighing down on her chest, like something passing through her and she heard grunts and shrieks, supernatural ones.
It was suddenly very cold. The blood in her veins felt like it would freeze and something seemed to be clinging to her.
Then all of a sudden it was all gone. She was lying face down in the corridor with no energy to even move a little. Possibly that thing couldn't come out of the toilets?
She was concerned whether the other girl was alright. What if she needed help? With a tremendous amount of effort, Sally craned her head in search of the girl.
[OC: Sorry about the inactivity! I had a really busy week ^-^]
Curiouser and curiouser
18 Feb 2018, 23:27
Mirror Mirror...
OC: Did not even notice a fresh post in here. No problem, I just assumed you were bored with it.
IC: They dash towards the door hand in hand, Erin's grip tightened s they rushed the door. Her heart in her throat and it was likely no different for Sally. The cold would seemingly embrace them as they crashed through the door and fell into the hallway like a pair of lunatics. The hall would feel hot in comparison and when her foot gained purchase on the carpet as her feet left the chilled tile floor. She would relinquished her grip on Sally's hand and kick the door closed.
Was there something on the other side of the door? Was it all just the product of an overactive imagination? It did not matter, there was no chance in [bleep] she was going to go back in there ever again. She would find herself shaking. "Nope, not going in there," she commented as she shook her head. "Nope. Nope. Nope." Her hand was on the doorknob, she was afraid to let go of it in case something rushed out but she did not feel any effort to do so. "You OK?" She asked without looking in her direction, she was still bracing herself in case something came through that door. "I really thought that it was [bleep]," she muttered her tone half apologetic. "I was just playing a joke," she admitted her tone shaky and nervous. She was not even entirely certain of what it was that they found in there. Was it a ghost? A demon? Some other terrible apparition? She was not entirely certain.
She was not aware of the extent of Sally's injuries. It was dark in that room. [What does Erin see when she looks at Sally?] She turned around to look at Sally and saw... [I dunno!]
"Oh god, we need to get you to the infirmary!" She would look back at the door. What if it got out. What if someone else went in. They needed to do something about this door or this room before they went anywhere.
IC: They dash towards the door hand in hand, Erin's grip tightened s they rushed the door. Her heart in her throat and it was likely no different for Sally. The cold would seemingly embrace them as they crashed through the door and fell into the hallway like a pair of lunatics. The hall would feel hot in comparison and when her foot gained purchase on the carpet as her feet left the chilled tile floor. She would relinquished her grip on Sally's hand and kick the door closed.
Was there something on the other side of the door? Was it all just the product of an overactive imagination? It did not matter, there was no chance in [bleep] she was going to go back in there ever again. She would find herself shaking. "Nope, not going in there," she commented as she shook her head. "Nope. Nope. Nope." Her hand was on the doorknob, she was afraid to let go of it in case something rushed out but she did not feel any effort to do so. "You OK?" She asked without looking in her direction, she was still bracing herself in case something came through that door. "I really thought that it was [bleep]," she muttered her tone half apologetic. "I was just playing a joke," she admitted her tone shaky and nervous. She was not even entirely certain of what it was that they found in there. Was it a ghost? A demon? Some other terrible apparition? She was not entirely certain.
She was not aware of the extent of Sally's injuries. It was dark in that room. [What does Erin see when she looks at Sally?] She turned around to look at Sally and saw... [I dunno!]
"Oh god, we need to get you to the infirmary!" She would look back at the door. What if it got out. What if someone else went in. They needed to do something about this door or this room before they went anywhere.
Just a trick of the lighting they said...
20 Feb 2018, 17:04
Mirror Mirror...
Sally was lying face down on the floor, her arm that was attached to the broken shoulder lying in an unnatural position next to her. She pushed hard on the floor with her good arm and brought herself to a sitting position, exhaling through her teeth from the pain. "Aarrgh!"
She saw behind her the girl holding the door shut. What in the world was that? She wanted to pinch herself to know if it had all been real, but one of her arm was broken, and she was using the other to prop herself up.
"You ok?" the girl asked.
"Yeah, just some frayed nerves and a broken shoulder, but otherwise, I am all fine really," Sally couldn't help the sarcastic tone. What kind of a question was that to ask? Sally couldn't see herself but she was certain she didn't look pretty. Also, she still felt it was the other girl's fault. She was the one dragging people around and talking of dead students. What was that story? Was it true?
"I was just playing a joke," she said.
"That was.. an interesting choice for a joke," Sally muttered rolling her eyes. "Did you see what I saw? What was that?" she asked, hoping the other girl would have some idea.
"Oh god, we need to get you to the infirmary!"
"Yes please," Sally lifted herself up on her feet, staggering and shivering. "I need someone to look at my shoulder. Also, I am sorry, I totally forgot what your name was. All this was too much for my sanity."
The girl then looked back at the door.
"I suppose we will need to secure that? We could drag out a desk from some nearby classroom," Sally suggested.
She saw behind her the girl holding the door shut. What in the world was that? She wanted to pinch herself to know if it had all been real, but one of her arm was broken, and she was using the other to prop herself up.
"You ok?" the girl asked.
"Yeah, just some frayed nerves and a broken shoulder, but otherwise, I am all fine really," Sally couldn't help the sarcastic tone. What kind of a question was that to ask? Sally couldn't see herself but she was certain she didn't look pretty. Also, she still felt it was the other girl's fault. She was the one dragging people around and talking of dead students. What was that story? Was it true?
"I was just playing a joke," she said.
"That was.. an interesting choice for a joke," Sally muttered rolling her eyes. "Did you see what I saw? What was that?" she asked, hoping the other girl would have some idea.
"Oh god, we need to get you to the infirmary!"
"Yes please," Sally lifted herself up on her feet, staggering and shivering. "I need someone to look at my shoulder. Also, I am sorry, I totally forgot what your name was. All this was too much for my sanity."
The girl then looked back at the door.
"I suppose we will need to secure that? We could drag out a desk from some nearby classroom," Sally suggested.
Curiouser and curiouser
1 Mar 2018, 02:18
Mirror Mirror...
She felt as if they had a near brush with death. Had they? It was hard to say but her heart was pounding and the lights in the hall seemed too bright for her. She would squint her eyes, partially blind. She was breathing heavy despite the fact that they had run less than thirty feet. She could hear her blood rushing through her ears with the bounding of her heart. It was hard to hear Sally's reply over her beating heart and heavy breaths.
"Yeah, just some frayed nerves and a broken shoulder, but otherwise, I am all fine really,"
"Ah good, was afraid of an injury," the oblivious-sounding Slytherin replied to the perturbed Ravenclaw. "To your legs," she added empathetically after she realized how that phrase could have been and likely was taken.
"That was.. an interesting choice for a joke,"
"As if you have never played a joke," she frowned remembering one important thing. "Oh yes, you're a Ravenclaw." Fun and funny were from some foreign dialect as far as many of them were concerned. "It is not your fault," Ravenclaws were all work and no play. A punny statement was the closest thing to humor they understood naturally. She had heard a joke once that she felt would fit most Ravenclaw's humor: What did the brother cell say to his sister when she stepped on his foot? Mitosis. "It was funny until--" she shrugged "that came." No truer words would be said that day.
"Did you see what I saw? What was that?"
Sally asked. Erin had no idea as much as she loathed to admit it. It was dark in there and she was busy looking at sally, waiting for a reaction. "No clue what that was, did not see a thing... just heard it," she shivered despite it not being cold any longer. She wondered who or what that was. If it was some sort of prank being played on them by an upper class man, how ironic that would be. "And felt..." her voice trailed off, it did not make any sense. "The cold." She was well aware that there were ghosts living in Hogwarts, it was not an uncommon phenomena but there was something different about this one. There was a tangible aura-like effect associated with this specter, organism, vision, product of a spell... whatever it might be.
She saw the unnatural position of Sally's arm for the first time as her eyes became accustomed to the light of the hallway. It was grotesque. She felt nauseated and she would taste the bitter bile in the back of her tongue, the burn in the back of her throat. She needed to see a Medic and she said as much.
"Yes please."
Sally lifted herself up on her feet, staggering and shivering.
"I need someone to look at my shoulder. Also, I am sorry, I totally forgot what your name was. All this was too much for my sanity."
Her name? Her name was hardly the issue here you darn Raven-brain. She had no reason to hide her identity, what sort of trouble was she going to get into giving the girl a little jump scare whn you have strange creatures lurking in and around their toilets. "Uh... Erin," she replied. It was somewhat anticlimactic in terms of names. It was not a very 'cool' name or the name of any powerful which she had ever heard of. Usually they had names like Agatha, Morgana, or Tabatha if she were to think of female witch names. Around the witches cauldron she was more than aware that she would be the odd girl out. However, those were simply the names one would read in a book, witches came with all sorts of names. Of course, despite her brilliant mind in some ways she had the experience and view of a child. Her name was the name her parents gave her, it was reflected what they wanted and they viewed her as -- which was ordinary, something that she feared. Not their view but rather the correctness of their assumption. Ordinary in the wizarding world was extraordinary. She feared the Muggle ordinary.
"I suppose we will need to secure that? We could drag out a desk from some nearby classroom,"
Sally suggested referring to the unlocked and unbarricaded door. That was all that separated the rest of this school from whatever that was. Her words pulled Erin from her thoughts. Erin looked at the door, or rather stared at the doorknob. Whatever it was had not broken through yet, The door was not rattling, shaking or making any sign that something might lay in wait behind it. All it had to do was simply turn the knob and it would be free and what could they really do about it? Overpower the creature? Hold the door closed against a potentially antediluvian creature of unknown strength or alignment? What if it could not come out? What if someone entered the space before they barricaded it? What if it came out on its own and was loose? Her head hurt as she pondered the possibilities. Her first instinct was to run, to leave whoever was slower or dumber than her behind and to whatever fate might befall them when they came into contract with the creature.
What the heck was with these Griffendor-like actions?
"You're right," Erin conceded.
She looked down the hall. Where was the nearest classroom? Probably Muggle Studies, she reasoned. Sally was useless dragging a desk with a busted arm. "Do you have a like pen? Marker? Crayon?" Random question certainly as she started to move briskly down the hall towards Muggle Studies. The monster might eat Sally before she got back. Or perhaps another idiot, likely a Hufflepuff, would wander into the abandoned bath and be consumed by the specter. Well, the risk to Sally was one she was willing to take. "Write something on a sheet a paper... or on the door to warn people off of the toilets!" She called back to Sally as she turned into the Muggle Studies classroom and grabbed the first desk she could find and started to drag the desk towards the door. She strained her ears, listening for Sally in case she screamed, not that she had a plan for what to do if the Ravenclaw was in peril. Perhaps she would spring into action and do something heroic. Perhaps she would use Sally to buy time so that she could have some distance between herself and whatever that was. Hard to say. The far legs of the desk would grate and whine against the floor as she pulled the desk out of the classroom and into the hall. It was heavier than it looked. "Got one!" She grunted with exertion loud enough for the first year to hear.
"Yeah, just some frayed nerves and a broken shoulder, but otherwise, I am all fine really,"
"Ah good, was afraid of an injury," the oblivious-sounding Slytherin replied to the perturbed Ravenclaw. "To your legs," she added empathetically after she realized how that phrase could have been and likely was taken.
"That was.. an interesting choice for a joke,"
"As if you have never played a joke," she frowned remembering one important thing. "Oh yes, you're a Ravenclaw." Fun and funny were from some foreign dialect as far as many of them were concerned. "It is not your fault," Ravenclaws were all work and no play. A punny statement was the closest thing to humor they understood naturally. She had heard a joke once that she felt would fit most Ravenclaw's humor: What did the brother cell say to his sister when she stepped on his foot? Mitosis. "It was funny until--" she shrugged "that came." No truer words would be said that day.
"Did you see what I saw? What was that?"
Sally asked. Erin had no idea as much as she loathed to admit it. It was dark in there and she was busy looking at sally, waiting for a reaction. "No clue what that was, did not see a thing... just heard it," she shivered despite it not being cold any longer. She wondered who or what that was. If it was some sort of prank being played on them by an upper class man, how ironic that would be. "And felt..." her voice trailed off, it did not make any sense. "The cold." She was well aware that there were ghosts living in Hogwarts, it was not an uncommon phenomena but there was something different about this one. There was a tangible aura-like effect associated with this specter, organism, vision, product of a spell... whatever it might be.
She saw the unnatural position of Sally's arm for the first time as her eyes became accustomed to the light of the hallway. It was grotesque. She felt nauseated and she would taste the bitter bile in the back of her tongue, the burn in the back of her throat. She needed to see a Medic and she said as much.
"Yes please."
Sally lifted herself up on her feet, staggering and shivering.
"I need someone to look at my shoulder. Also, I am sorry, I totally forgot what your name was. All this was too much for my sanity."
Her name? Her name was hardly the issue here you darn Raven-brain. She had no reason to hide her identity, what sort of trouble was she going to get into giving the girl a little jump scare whn you have strange creatures lurking in and around their toilets. "Uh... Erin," she replied. It was somewhat anticlimactic in terms of names. It was not a very 'cool' name or the name of any powerful which she had ever heard of. Usually they had names like Agatha, Morgana, or Tabatha if she were to think of female witch names. Around the witches cauldron she was more than aware that she would be the odd girl out. However, those were simply the names one would read in a book, witches came with all sorts of names. Of course, despite her brilliant mind in some ways she had the experience and view of a child. Her name was the name her parents gave her, it was reflected what they wanted and they viewed her as -- which was ordinary, something that she feared. Not their view but rather the correctness of their assumption. Ordinary in the wizarding world was extraordinary. She feared the Muggle ordinary.
"I suppose we will need to secure that? We could drag out a desk from some nearby classroom,"
Sally suggested referring to the unlocked and unbarricaded door. That was all that separated the rest of this school from whatever that was. Her words pulled Erin from her thoughts. Erin looked at the door, or rather stared at the doorknob. Whatever it was had not broken through yet, The door was not rattling, shaking or making any sign that something might lay in wait behind it. All it had to do was simply turn the knob and it would be free and what could they really do about it? Overpower the creature? Hold the door closed against a potentially antediluvian creature of unknown strength or alignment? What if it could not come out? What if someone entered the space before they barricaded it? What if it came out on its own and was loose? Her head hurt as she pondered the possibilities. Her first instinct was to run, to leave whoever was slower or dumber than her behind and to whatever fate might befall them when they came into contract with the creature.
What the heck was with these Griffendor-like actions?
"You're right," Erin conceded.
She looked down the hall. Where was the nearest classroom? Probably Muggle Studies, she reasoned. Sally was useless dragging a desk with a busted arm. "Do you have a like pen? Marker? Crayon?" Random question certainly as she started to move briskly down the hall towards Muggle Studies. The monster might eat Sally before she got back. Or perhaps another idiot, likely a Hufflepuff, would wander into the abandoned bath and be consumed by the specter. Well, the risk to Sally was one she was willing to take. "Write something on a sheet a paper... or on the door to warn people off of the toilets!" She called back to Sally as she turned into the Muggle Studies classroom and grabbed the first desk she could find and started to drag the desk towards the door. She strained her ears, listening for Sally in case she screamed, not that she had a plan for what to do if the Ravenclaw was in peril. Perhaps she would spring into action and do something heroic. Perhaps she would use Sally to buy time so that she could have some distance between herself and whatever that was. Hard to say. The far legs of the desk would grate and whine against the floor as she pulled the desk out of the classroom and into the hall. It was heavier than it looked. "Got one!" She grunted with exertion loud enough for the first year to hear.
Just a trick of the lighting they said...
1 Mar 2018, 04:05
Mirror Mirror...
OOC: Just gonna pop in here if that's okay 
Siege walked the halls, quite bored actually, his eyes almost half-closed and his expression just unreadable. If one that judges one by personality would look at him, he is nothing but a quiet and very unmotivated kid, who just likes roaming around the place, and can't stay in one spot...Well two of those would be right...But his motivations...He does have something that motivates him...Even I the narrator don't know, that's how much of a mystery his motivation is...Adventure? Maybe, Knowledge? Definitely not...There's a little bit of everything in his motivations, and there are none at the same time, a description I'd use, should I need to describe it...
His steps slowly echoed down the halls, casually seeing two or three people chatting, some minutes back, the Muggle Studies, a subject he definitely could say he excelled at...Other than that, he was tempted to head over to the floor above him...Trying to find something that's not boring is hard ya know? Or was it? The sound of silence suddenly dissipated, as instead, replaced by the grinding of the desk upon the floor of the aged school...It wasn't something that Siege was particularly into...but the sound piqued his interests. He didn't know what it was, but whatever it is, no teacher would be doing it...
"Got one!" The voice of a girl rang out, seemed to be strained, as if trying to move something heavy. Now that was strange...a girl...out here...Is lifting something? Now that's a new sight for him, at least within the school...No one would usually need to physically lift something up, they'd just magic it up...
*What, they training or something? I dunno, but this might be interesting...More interesting than this school at least...*
He kept on walking, on the same pace, and as he got closer, the small grunts and the heaves for air got a bit more easier to hear, as his footsteps also rang out, but almost covered by the sound of the grinding of the table.
*Now I'm really wondering what she is doing, or did...Did she get into a fight or something?...Dunno, but I'll only find out if I actually see what's going on...But it's such a pain though...Eh I'm heading that way anyways...Why not?*
The boy would be thinking, quite bored, only to turn the corner, and come across two girls, one of which had a funny shoulder, and the other pulling a desk towards some latrines that definitely needed his cleaning...If he wasn't so lazy...Another perk of coming to Hogwarts; No more latrine duties.
"I sure do hope I'm not interrupting anything..." The boy's voice rang across the halls, as his bored tone could be identified by Serena by a mile away. "S**t...Didn't mean for that to be that loud..." The boy muttered, although his voice was low, the two females could still probably hear him...Hopefully nothing strange is going on...
Siege walked the halls, quite bored actually, his eyes almost half-closed and his expression just unreadable. If one that judges one by personality would look at him, he is nothing but a quiet and very unmotivated kid, who just likes roaming around the place, and can't stay in one spot...Well two of those would be right...But his motivations...He does have something that motivates him...Even I the narrator don't know, that's how much of a mystery his motivation is...Adventure? Maybe, Knowledge? Definitely not...There's a little bit of everything in his motivations, and there are none at the same time, a description I'd use, should I need to describe it...
His steps slowly echoed down the halls, casually seeing two or three people chatting, some minutes back, the Muggle Studies, a subject he definitely could say he excelled at...Other than that, he was tempted to head over to the floor above him...Trying to find something that's not boring is hard ya know? Or was it? The sound of silence suddenly dissipated, as instead, replaced by the grinding of the desk upon the floor of the aged school...It wasn't something that Siege was particularly into...but the sound piqued his interests. He didn't know what it was, but whatever it is, no teacher would be doing it...
"Got one!" The voice of a girl rang out, seemed to be strained, as if trying to move something heavy. Now that was strange...a girl...out here...Is lifting something? Now that's a new sight for him, at least within the school...No one would usually need to physically lift something up, they'd just magic it up...
*What, they training or something? I dunno, but this might be interesting...More interesting than this school at least...*
He kept on walking, on the same pace, and as he got closer, the small grunts and the heaves for air got a bit more easier to hear, as his footsteps also rang out, but almost covered by the sound of the grinding of the table.
*Now I'm really wondering what she is doing, or did...Did she get into a fight or something?...Dunno, but I'll only find out if I actually see what's going on...But it's such a pain though...Eh I'm heading that way anyways...Why not?*
The boy would be thinking, quite bored, only to turn the corner, and come across two girls, one of which had a funny shoulder, and the other pulling a desk towards some latrines that definitely needed his cleaning...If he wasn't so lazy...Another perk of coming to Hogwarts; No more latrine duties.
"I sure do hope I'm not interrupting anything..." The boy's voice rang across the halls, as his bored tone could be identified by Serena by a mile away. "S**t...Didn't mean for that to be that loud..." The boy muttered, although his voice was low, the two females could still probably hear him...Hopefully nothing strange is going on...
For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Tread carefully.
1 Mar 2018, 20:39
Mirror Mirror...
"Ah good, was afraid of an injury," the girl said. What? Sally's eyes seemed ready to pop out of her head, but then he girl added, "To your legs." Oh alright, that makes sense.
"As if you have never played a joke," Never! Sally thought. Jokes put people into awkward situations. "Oh yes, you're a Ravenclaw. It is not your fault," What is that supposed to mean? Sally squinted her eyes at the girl. A Slytherin! Clearly she fitted her house perfectly. "It was funny until--" she shrugged "that came." It was funny never, although that thing coming did elevate the whole thing to an entirely different level.
Then the girl told her name. Erin! Right, that was what she had said the first time. Erin, Erin, Erin... Sally repeated the name in her head a few times to make sure she didn't forget. Forgetting a person's name is such a horrible thing to do. It's so rude. Sally's mother had once told her that people reveal information about themselves every second. Store carefully all that information, Sally. You never know when you might need it. And here she was, forgetting names. I won't do that again, she thought.
"Do you have a like pen? Marker? Crayon?" Erin asked.
"Uhhm," Sally felt around in her robes. Surprisingly, she did have an ink pen in one of the pockets. When did she put that there? "I do have a pen."
"Write something on a sheet a paper... or on the door to warn people off of the toilets!"
Paper? Sally searched through her pockets again. What she found was her History of Magic class notes. No way am I using these, she thought. She looked at the door. The surface was even and it seemed she could write on it. That should work! She held tightly the door's handle with her good arm. The last thing she wanted was for the door to fly open while she was scribbling on it. She began to write in big letters STAY OUT. That was the extent of her creativity at the moment. She wanted to warn people about what was inside but didn't know how to describe whatever it was that she had seen without it sounding like a prank. Searching her head for ideas, she decided to add SERIOUSLY! to make sure no one thought of it as a joke.
She could hear the sound of furniture being dragged and a "Got it!" shouted out by, she assumed, Erin. Thankfully, this was happening quickly. It seemed she could get herself fixed in the infirmary and put this all behind her soon enough.
It was then that Sally heard an unknown voice behind her, the voice echoing off the hall. She jumped in her place, her heart skipping a beat as she turned around to see a fairly normal looking fellow standing in the hall. This situation had her on edge.
"S**t...Didn't mean for that to be that loud..."
"Hi! This must look strange, I suppose. Can you help us secure this door?"
"As if you have never played a joke," Never! Sally thought. Jokes put people into awkward situations. "Oh yes, you're a Ravenclaw. It is not your fault," What is that supposed to mean? Sally squinted her eyes at the girl. A Slytherin! Clearly she fitted her house perfectly. "It was funny until--" she shrugged "that came." It was funny never, although that thing coming did elevate the whole thing to an entirely different level.
Then the girl told her name. Erin! Right, that was what she had said the first time. Erin, Erin, Erin... Sally repeated the name in her head a few times to make sure she didn't forget. Forgetting a person's name is such a horrible thing to do. It's so rude. Sally's mother had once told her that people reveal information about themselves every second. Store carefully all that information, Sally. You never know when you might need it. And here she was, forgetting names. I won't do that again, she thought.
"Do you have a like pen? Marker? Crayon?" Erin asked.
"Uhhm," Sally felt around in her robes. Surprisingly, she did have an ink pen in one of the pockets. When did she put that there? "I do have a pen."
"Write something on a sheet a paper... or on the door to warn people off of the toilets!"
Paper? Sally searched through her pockets again. What she found was her History of Magic class notes. No way am I using these, she thought. She looked at the door. The surface was even and it seemed she could write on it. That should work! She held tightly the door's handle with her good arm. The last thing she wanted was for the door to fly open while she was scribbling on it. She began to write in big letters STAY OUT. That was the extent of her creativity at the moment. She wanted to warn people about what was inside but didn't know how to describe whatever it was that she had seen without it sounding like a prank. Searching her head for ideas, she decided to add SERIOUSLY! to make sure no one thought of it as a joke.
She could hear the sound of furniture being dragged and a "Got it!" shouted out by, she assumed, Erin. Thankfully, this was happening quickly. It seemed she could get herself fixed in the infirmary and put this all behind her soon enough.
It was then that Sally heard an unknown voice behind her, the voice echoing off the hall. She jumped in her place, her heart skipping a beat as she turned around to see a fairly normal looking fellow standing in the hall. This situation had her on edge.
"S**t...Didn't mean for that to be that loud..."
"Hi! This must look strange, I suppose. Can you help us secure this door?"
Curiouser and curiouser
3 Mar 2018, 02:05
Mirror Mirror...
"Help you what?"
Siege lazily asks. He had his hands in his pockets and must have looked pretty indifferent to the two, as if a dragon would appear and he'd simply yawn or something...Yeah...something that he might actually do...Better get him to avoid dragons...Anyways, always taught to at least look someone over, that he did.
"What the-"
Said Siege suddenly starting to chuckle at what they were doing...A chuckle that turned into a laugh...C'mon now, you would've laughed too! She literally put "STAY OUT" and added "SERIOUSLY" to it...C'mon, who the hell would heed those words? No one that's not boring I say! Hell, even Siege wants to go in!(Not really surprised there)
"Ah, my bad, I didn't mean to laugh...It's just that...You put, 'STAY OUT' added 'SERIOUSLY' to it...Just leaving it alone would've been fine if you ask me...Now that you've got 'STAY OUT! SERIOUSLY' there, it'll just entice more people to go in there!"
Siege explains, still a little bit chuckling in the beginning, and voiced his words in a cheerful and laughing manner.
"Eh, sorry girls, that sign that you put there, now really got me curious...lemme just head in there real quick, and don't lock me in...It'll be a problem if you do...I'd rather not get stuck in there for the rest of my life..."
Said Siege, making the end part a bit jokingly, as the boy just walks over to the abandoned toilets, with his eyes still showing the lazy indifference that he always had...
Siege lazily asks. He had his hands in his pockets and must have looked pretty indifferent to the two, as if a dragon would appear and he'd simply yawn or something...Yeah...something that he might actually do...Better get him to avoid dragons...Anyways, always taught to at least look someone over, that he did.
"What the-"
Said Siege suddenly starting to chuckle at what they were doing...A chuckle that turned into a laugh...C'mon now, you would've laughed too! She literally put "STAY OUT" and added "SERIOUSLY" to it...C'mon, who the hell would heed those words? No one that's not boring I say! Hell, even Siege wants to go in!(Not really surprised there)
"Ah, my bad, I didn't mean to laugh...It's just that...You put, 'STAY OUT' added 'SERIOUSLY' to it...Just leaving it alone would've been fine if you ask me...Now that you've got 'STAY OUT! SERIOUSLY' there, it'll just entice more people to go in there!"
Siege explains, still a little bit chuckling in the beginning, and voiced his words in a cheerful and laughing manner.
"Eh, sorry girls, that sign that you put there, now really got me curious...lemme just head in there real quick, and don't lock me in...It'll be a problem if you do...I'd rather not get stuck in there for the rest of my life..."
Said Siege, making the end part a bit jokingly, as the boy just walks over to the abandoned toilets, with his eyes still showing the lazy indifference that he always had...
For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Tread carefully.