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Post by Noah Hart on Jan 9, 2009 3:41:58 GMT
• • • • • [/color][/size] you know what?[/font][/b] YOU’RE SILLY[/font] i think i might just love you for that. [/color][/font][/b] • • • • •[/color] One could say it was a quiet aftenoon. well, besides the violent thrashing of the Whomping Willow. Why the teachers insisted on having the bloody tree, Noah had no idea. It was a menace and it couldn't do anything but destroy. That was kind of how life worked sometimes though. Maybe he could take a few pictures, if only it would settle down for a moment. His camera couldn't focus on lots of movement. There was a special kind of camera for that, and as far as he could tell, it was only avaliable for people of the Olympic officials. He couldn't care less.
He dared to move a bit closer to the tree. "C'mon Whompy, just a few pictures." Noah coaxed the large beast with whips in form of long branches. This would be a dangerous shot to take. No one had ever come out with a decent picture for the whomping willow, as it tried to kill them if they got anywhere remotely near enough to it. He was certain he could do it. Now, to wait for the oppertune moment... [/center]
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Post by Aericka Thorne on Jan 10, 2009 22:08:35 GMT
• • Be With Me Please I Beseech You! • • ••••••
Aericka smiled warmly as what sun there was shined on her face. She walked down towards the Whomping Willow where she could see someone making a not so smart move. Having experience with the angry thing Miss Thorne knew the tree wasn't something to be tampered with. She made her way down silently and watched her feet carefully. Seeing it was none other than Noah Hart She laughed silently and sat on a rock behind him. "You know that thing might kill you right? Your life isn't worth gettign a picture of some old tree." She said crossing her legs. She placed one elbow on her knee and rested her head on her hand. "Besides, I'd miss ya too much Noez" she reminded him. It was particularly true. Too true at that. If either Noah or Oliver didn't exist she didn't know what she would do. The two of them kept her held together. Not to mention how much she loved them both. She put her hood down and let the wind brush through her hair smiling in her usual care free way.
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