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Post by Nicholas J. on Jun 5, 2006 16:10:06 GMT -5
Nick slowly walked into the Commonroom. He was getting annoyed with how lonely he was getting Maybe someone will be here that I can at least have a decent conversation he thought, plopping down on one of the good chairs in the deserted Commonroom. So much for company He looked across to the fire, which was slowly starting to die out. "It's late." he said quietly to himself. He heard a noise behind him and turned. "Who's there?" he asked quietly, yet firm.
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Post by Daniel on Jun 6, 2006 5:29:43 GMT -5
Becca stumbled into the common room with scrolls of partchemen and books filling up her arms and a quill pen in her mouth. She smiled and Dropped them all to a chair. Pulling the quill out of her mouth, she waved. "Hello! I'm Becca, blue prefect. Who are you?"
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Post by Nicholas J. on Jun 6, 2006 21:17:40 GMT -5
Nick looked up. "Hola mi amiga. Me llamo Nicholas. ¿Como estas?" he smirked and then laughed at himself for a moment. "Sorry, Spanish moment. I'm Nick. How are you?"
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Post by Daniel on Jun 7, 2006 5:34:37 GMT -5
She smiled. "Dont worry, i have german moments all the time. My main language is germlish. Im all right. You?"
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