17 Jan 2023, 15:37
Rat Heist
December 2, 2022
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Thoughts: ✕
Quotes: ✕
@Lucian Mornstern
@:Mentions
- The weekend was finally here, it was only a matter of making it through supper, and Monica would be free for 2 days. No classes, no homework... just 2 days off to relax and have some much needed fun!
The hall was echoing with all the chattering children. Often was the case most days, but particularly on Fridays, plans of the weekend being shared, and made. The hardships of the week, or the highlights, all of it filled the space. Monica sat at the Slytherin table, listening to conversations, but not engaging. Her plan was to finish her meal as soon as possible to retire to her room for the night. She was more than ready to dive back into her book series she was reading, and just let the stress of the week fall way from her brain.
Kiwi poke her little head out from Monica's hood, the smells of the room enticing her enough to try and sneak a small morsal from Monica's plate. The rat sniffed Monica's ear, tickling it with her little whiskers, before making her way down Monica's arm. "Ah hey you!" Monica put down her fork, scooping up the small rodent before further advancement on the plate was made, "You have your own supper upstairs... this isn't for you." Kiwi looked back at Monica, her big pearl eyes keeping contact with the Slytherin girl, attempting to change her mind. Monica smiled down at the rat, before placing her next to the food, "No... if you have this, than that means no treats." As if her words ran true in rat squeaks, Kiwi ceased her attempts to obtain food, and sat patiently waiting for her owner to finish.
After sometime past, Monica had finally finished eating, and was ready to leave the hall to go to her room, but... when she looked down to collect Kiwi, the rat was gone!
Monica jumped up calling out to her small friend, "Kiwi?"
"I thought we were past the running away?" Monica thought to herself... keeping her eyes pealed for ear or tail of her furry friend. How on earth did this happen?
STA 8 • EVA 8 • STR 8 • WIS 5 • ARC 6 • ACC 5
Slytherin Prefect
21 Jan 2023, 13:01
Rat Heist
@Monica Evans
German: #3c071b English: #38571a Mother: #ff8648 Father: #ff7676 Grandad: #263e0f Brother:#4b7c6d
H O G W A R T S
S L Y T H E R I N
I sat at the Slytherin table, eating my food. I was really bored, to be honest. Yesterday, I think I made a new friend! Beatrice Alaska Dupont. She seemed very cool! I have no clue where she is though, or my other friends. Hence my boredom.
I let out a huff and scratched my head. “Ah, hey you!” my head shot up and looked over. It was Monica. I watched her scoop up a… RAT! I shuddered at the thought of that rodent on the table! A mischievous smirk played on my lips, suddenly I wasn’t bored.
I ate a piece of food before having a drink and put my plan into motion. I watched her stupidly put the rat next to her food and then got busy with her own stuff. I wracked my brain, what food did rats like? Peanuts? I got one and inched closer to the animal, hand on display.
I couldn’t make a peep.
Thankfully, the rat seemed to like the food so when it got close enough to me, I scooped it up and shoved it in my hoodie pocket before simply getting up and walking away. I wonder if Spyro would like a new friend.
Wait, would they eat each other?!
That question wracked my brain as I walked off, the rat moving in my jumper.
OOC: Hope thats good
29 Jan 2023, 03:43
Rat Heist
December 2, 2022
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Thoughts: ✕
Quotes: ✕
@Lucian Mornstern
@:Mentions
- Monica stood up in a moment, franticly looking around. She made her way under the table, seeing if Kiwi was mearly trying to collect fallen food bits, "Kiwi... here girl." The young Slytherin called, but there was no stir... no hide or tail of the young rat. Monica stood
up---
*THUD*
Her head banged on the table, causing her to fall. She rubbed the back of her head, her vision became blurry for a moment, luckily there was no blood. She looked around, as all eyes fell on her, she pulled herself up adding an, "I'm fine" To detour any attention that still lingered her way.
"Where would Kiwi go? This is so unlike her..." Monica scanned the space, walking behind people to see if Kiwi had wondered off along the table, but still nothing. She asked the odd person, "Hey have you seen a rat run along here?" Only to be met with a shaking of the head, or an idle stare.... Finally she was about to give up hope, perhaps she would as a professor to lend a hand when... she saw him.
Lucian, with Kiwi IN HIS HANDS! Shoving her into his jumper... The room fell silent, Monica launched forward, "HEY!" She shouted, cutting through the noise of the crowd, she had never run so fast in her life... Pushing people out of her way to make it before the boy got too far, "LUCIAN!!!" She continued after, she was on the opposite side of the room by the time she had spotted him... hopefully he would stop his exit to return her rat.OOC Notes:
Feel free to start to run out of the room once you hear Monica's call, she will give chase.
STA 8 • EVA 8 • STR 8 • WIS 5 • ARC 6 • ACC 5
Slytherin Prefect
20 Feb 2023, 09:36
Rat Heist
German | English | Mother | Father | Grandad | Brother
As I was walking - very inconspicuous if I may add - away, I could hear the prefect frantically call for her pet. Psht. Who has a pet rat! Pet rats cat be very… suspicious if I remember correctly from history with the old hag. I put the rat into my jumper - I did it nicely, I’m not THAT mean - when she yelled. “Hey!” my head spun around involuntarily. “Lucian!” quick, run!
“Shit-!” I swore, darting out of the great hall, pushing someone out of the way. No idea who I pushed, hope it was someone I hate. Or a blood traitor (a nagging voice reminded me I too can be classed as one and I bolted that thought up tight). Or a mudblood. Pushing the irrelevant person out of my mind, I ran.
I didn’t feel like nearly dying on the stairs, so I took my chances and ran outside. I took the rat out of my pocket and darted behind a wall, shaking my hoodie off. Maybe that will confuse @Monica Evans. I had to remember where I put it though. With the jumper hidden, I held the rat and ran some more. I couldn’t exactly put it in my trousers pocket… bloody thing would suffocate.
If only Ree was here to share my enjoyment! The air was quite chilly which was to be expected as it was December, but it made me feel more alive! “WOOOOOO!” I yelled, a grin on my face, this sprint feeling very freeing. The windy breeze blew softly in my face, my t-shirt billowing out. “Where shall we go, Rattus norvegicus?” or I think thats the Latin name! Hm, maybe I will call it Norv… yes well aware its called “Kiwi” buuuut Norv is what I shall call it. And Monica is Rattus… or Ratty? Both!
It was then I realised I had stopped running for my ponder! In a quickened panic, I turned around hastily-
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