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Mime: X-Xyriah, please lassie. Just step aside.. Johanna: *Thinking to Prucía and Lucas with a complete pokerface* Lucas, Prucía might be able...
Johanna: *Pales, pulling out her wand* Mime: *Scowling, blocking the spell* Sorry, but hell to the no.
Johanna: *Pales, whispering quickly* But what if someone dies in the process? I don't-*Clamps a hand over her mouth* Whatever. Let's just not get...
Johanna: *Pales* I'm bound to die, why would you try to kill her?.. *Whispers*
Johanna: *Putting her hand on Lucas' shoulder, shaking slightly* I-It's okay- Mime: *Coughs, stepping up* And what exactly are you going to do if...
Johanna: *Pales, freezing* Mime: *Twitching, clutching Johanna's arm* Don't you dare touch her. (Oh~)
Johanna: *Pales, changing from red to pale, back and forth* Mime: D: Shit just got real-
Mime: *Cackling* He's going to kill you! Johanna: No-DON'T TELL DAD- Mime: *Grins* He and his new wife are going to have your head, Joey-...
Mime: LUCAS IMPREGNATED JOHANNA- Johanna: >////< *Slapping the life out of Mime* Prucía: 0.0 *Awkwardly creeping away*
(*hear-) Johanna: You ass-*Whacking him with a notebook* >:( Mime: Joey's preggers~ *Snorts, whining* Ouch! That hurt, Jo- Prucía: Should've...
((: I like it! Makes me curious to know more!
Johanna: *Squeaking* I think we should go out stalking- Mime: e.e No, that's stupid, and Prucía already does that- Prucía: LIES- Johanna:...
(XD It's practically empty-) Mime: *Plops down at the Gryffindor table, yawning* Prucía: e.e I want to go adventuring- Johanna: It's lame-
Johanna: *Storming to the great hall, sniffling* Prucía and Mime: CANDY-*Dash out, hopping to the great hall* >:P
Johanna: *Pouting, rubbing her forehead and leaves the room of requirement* Mime: FUUUU- Prucía: ;P Yay~
Johanna: *Facewall* WHO THE FUCK PUT THIS HERE- Mime: D: FUUU- Prucía: HA-
Prucía: *Yawning, playing hangman with Mime* Mime: *Losing* D: Johanna: *Hums, practicing her dancing in the Room of Requirement* ^^~
Amber: *Speaks bluntly* I slit my arms and my throat. I was hung after that.
Amber: A flute, a rope. Black. *Shrugs*
Amber: *Shrugs* Slightly.