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Post by Taylor on Aug 13, 2009 11:17:14 GMT -5
Smirking, Salazar nodded. "Of course. What else would I do? Make them cupcakes and give them the whole Slytherin Common Room?" He said, drumming his fingers on the table. Godders probably would never trust him with little children below the age of ten. "Ooh, feisty." He said teasingly, moving his eyes to the ceiling.
Well, this was rather boring. A bug buzzed around his annoyingly, so he pointed his wand at it. Flicking it, the bug died quickly, to Salazar's amusement.
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Post by Dea on Aug 13, 2009 11:22:31 GMT -5
Rowena bit her lip, to prevent herself from laughing. She had this vision of mini Helga's and mini Godric's running around the Dungeons, carrying cupcakes, and Salazar telling them children stories.
She was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Well...Yes, I'm hungry. I'm going to go find them. Hopefully not...Well, having sex, but you know, I'm hungry," she said, standing up. It was then she realised she hadn't the foggiest idea where they would be.
And then, Salazar killed a fly.
"Charming. Really," she added, looking disdainfully at the fly.
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Post by Taylor on Aug 13, 2009 11:48:55 GMT -5
That was a very odd vision. That would probably never come true.. But, if he wanted little minions, that could probably persuade them well enough. That was actually a good future plan. Ooh. "Heh. Have fun." He said with a smirk, it would really be hilarious if Rowena came back in shock and saying she found them.
Yawning once more, the rain was soon fading to his displeasure. The clouds still swarmed around the ceiling though. Brushing a hair piece from his view, he laid down on the table.
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Post by Dea on Aug 14, 2009 6:56:37 GMT -5
Well that was nice. He was going to let a poor innocent woman fend for herself in the Woods, where it would not be impossible for her to get raped by any number of creatures. Pleasant. You just want him to come with you, nagged a voice in the back of her head which sounded oddly like Helga. Cramming the voice in a little drawer labeled, 'Never to be opened,' Rowena exited the hall.
Oh brilliant. More rain.
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Post by Taylor on Aug 14, 2009 10:24:18 GMT -5
She probably wouldn't get attacked or raped by an animal. But if she did, by a centaur, he'd go,'Oh, you probably smelled like one, sorry.' or something like that. Smirking as he remembered it was raining, yes, she didn't have an umbrella, did she? Ahaha. Imagining Rowena getting soaked, it was rather amusing. Then he got the vision of lightning hitting her and burst out laughing.
Salazar stood up, walking out of the Great Hall. He would probably go work on his office.
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Post by Dea on Aug 17, 2009 3:48:14 GMT -5
Spontaneous laughter? He'd probably just imagined her getting raped by a centaur or hit by lightning. Oh, wasn't that just what friends were for? Wait. Were they friends? Or just close enemies? Ah, these are the questions that haunt her, these very same.
Christ. Come on, Ro, you're a witch. Water Repellent Charm. Yeah, that could work.
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Post by zara :] on Aug 18, 2009 21:51:46 GMT -5
{helgasusannehufflepuff} you've got me running baby, wild at heart [/i] you we should have asked that centaur for directions!" Helga snapped, turning to glare at him. Or, where Godric was supposed to be. Where he was clearly not. Where now there was obviously nothing but a half-dead pine tree and an owl that hooted at her balefully. "Great! We're already lost in this maze of God-awful trees, and now you decide to disappear? Argh! Damn you, Godric Gryffindor!" She threw her hands up in exasperation, glowering at the owl as if to elicit an answer from it. But it flapped its wings once and hooted, before taking off into the air and spiraling upwards until it was lost above the canopy of rain-drenched leaves. She threw a pine cone after it in a feeble attempt at letting out her frustration. She cursed Godric again and crossed her arms huffily over her chest, sitting down on a conveniently located tree stump. Damn him. If only she had gone with Rowena, she might be actually in the blasted castle instead of wandering around hopelessly lost in this God-forsaken forest miles from civilization. And she was hungry as hell. I want food, she thought miserably. She was all alone now, with not even the owl to harrass. She sat now in the same awkward silence as she had walked in with Godric since they had found themselves hopelessly tangled together on the wet forest floor after being dumped there via Portkey. After that, they had pretty much wandered about lost beyond reason, brooding in a very uncomfortable silence. It was then that she began to regret going with him. It was a lost cause; she should have known it beforehand, and saved herself the embarrassment. Godric was oblivious to her existence, and forays into unknown forests with Helga did not exactly enlighten him to her feelings. Idiot. She wanted to tell him, she really did. She had even written an internal monologue to use for that particular conversation. But all of that was lost the moment she found herself in a foreign forest with Godric, without Rowena's presence as a buffer. Hell, she would have killed to have even Salazar to break the unnatural silence with his usual derision. But she was now even more alone than before. However, hunger began to replace Godric as the most urgent of her thoughts. Food. Food. FOOD! like another pulse. She stood up, and brushed off her pants, determination replacing helplessness as she charmed her wavy red hair into a messy ponytail. She didn't need Godric to find her way to the castle, or to find food. She happened to be an expert on the subject of preparing food. However, she hadn't read any books on finding food in the wilderness, so she was really just as helpless as before. Her determinations instantly falling to shreds at the thought, Helga wondered desperately if she could summon food, since she knew she couldn't transfigure food or create it with magic. Deciding she had nothing to loose, she narrowed her eyes, and forcefully said "Accio food!", hoping for chocolate, or any other recognizable food stuff. She was horrified when flailing squirrels and a terrified rabbit descended upon her with tremendous speed. This was not what she ordered! This was not FOOD! She squealed, forgetting both her quest for food and Godric, and ran blindly through the trees as a particularly enthusiastic squirrel latched onto her shoulder and held on with surprising strength. "OhgodohgodohGOD!" She wished fervently for Rowena as she ran towards nowhere, the seemingly innocuous squirrel flapping ridiculously from her shoulder like a flag caught in high winds. [/size][/ul] YY- - - - - - - -
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Post by Dea on Aug 19, 2009 3:52:29 GMT -5
Tree. Tree. Tree. Moving pile of rodents. Aha!
After much searching, she had found...someone.
Wrestling the animals from what she hoped to be a human and not some sort of creature, she babbled on about goddamn rodents and other vicious fluffy creatures.
Eventually at the bottom of the mass, she found Helga. "Helga! Finally! We were..." Thinking you and Godders were performing the sensual act of love? "Lost!"
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Post by zara :] on Aug 22, 2009 14:42:38 GMT -5
{helgasusannehufflepuff} you've got me running baby, wild at heart [/i] losing Godric and being attacked by rabid woodland creatures. Not shrieking and running mindlessly through the trees. Not losing her wand. Everything this trip shouldn't be, it was. Helga could only hope Rowena, or Godric, hell even Salazar, came soon, or else she was going to get eaten alive by what was supposed to be her food. And since when were squirrels food?! Maybe her wand was defective, or else Godders just hated her and sent the squirrels as a prank. No, that sounded more like Salazar. Yes, in all likelihood, it was probably that snake. She had more pressing issues than Salazar, though. Like finding Hogwarts and trying not to get eaten alive by fluffy rodents with flamboyant tails and evil tree-munching teeth. And that root that was sticking up right in front of her, which she saw too late. Her foot caught, and she went ass over teakettle into the nearest bush, shrieking obscenities and flinging rodents as she went. Good God, this day could just not get worse, she thought disdainfully, swatting branches away and trying to crawl out of the bush she had unwittingly been launched in to. She didn't get very far onto the trail before collapsing again into a heap of squirming rodents. I give up on life, she thought miserably. If it's anything like this, kill me now. "OW, you BASTARD!" Something (or someone) was mercilessly pulling the squirrels off Helga. Some held on ferociously, prompting whoever it was to yank with more force than really necessary. OwowowmotherofgodmakeitSTOP! Finally, free of the encumbering fluffy creatures, Helga scrambled to her feet to find Rowena standing there, hands on hips, looking half exasperated, half amused. And maybe a little relieved. "Helga! Finally! We were..." Rowena began, but paused, looking thoughtful. "Lost!" Helga flung herself at her friend, relief flooding her. "Oh, God, Ro! There you are! thank the heavens! We got lost and then Godric disappeared and then I tried to summon food and I got these blasted squirrels instead and I lost my wand a while back and I don't know where it is and I think Godric might have died and oh god I'm babbling aren't I?" Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Helga racked her brains, trying to remember where she might have dropped her wand. It could have been anywhere. All she recalled of the last few minutes was squirrels and rabbits and running. "Damn it." She cursed herself, throwing in a few expletives for Godric for good measure. "Huh. I wonder if you could summon people. no, that probably wouldn't work. In fact, I'm kind of scared of summoning my own wand. God knows what might show up instead." She shuddered at the thought, and looked questioningly at Ro. She was much smarter...[/size][/ul] YY- - - - - - - -
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Post by Dea on Aug 22, 2009 15:01:36 GMT -5
"I would appreciate you not to call me a bastard. That name is to be reserved for Salazar, thank you very much," Rowena sniffed.
Rowena was then attacked by a mass of red hair that smelt of rodents. Er, maybe she shouldn't tell Helga that.
"Christ Helga. Calm. Breathe. One. Two. One. Two. See? Calming. Calming. And, you know. You should have just come with me. I was stuck with Salazar. Who threatened me with a mouse. He was going to put it in my bed. Sooo. Speaking of which, before Salazar does put the mouse in my bed, let's find your wand and Godders and get back to the Castle before I end up with a mouse in my bed, hmm?" She decided against adding 'And we're all so freakin' hungry.'
"Accio Helga's wand?" She'd never summoned a wand. Miraculously, it worked, and what appeared to be a twig flew into Rowena's hand. Upon closer examination, it appeared to be Helga's wand. Thank god, That saved them searching time. Handing the wand back to a slightly shaken and exasperated Helga, she proceeded to call out Godric's name. Well, it was the quickest way she could think. Summoning people didn't work, and even if it did, she didn't want six foot four inches of Helga-Territory landing on her. Imagine what Salazar would say. She shuddered.
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Post by Haine on Aug 23, 2009 12:40:45 GMT -5
Things could certainly be worse. Sure they were lost. Sure they were hungry. Sure they were wet and cold and as talkative as a teapot thanks to the bloody portkey... but they were alive. And they still had yet to be mauled to death by rabid squirrels or something of the like. All Helga and Godric had to do was look at it like an adventure. That wasn't too hard. All just one big adventure that just so happened to be comprising of lost maps, moments tangled on the damp forest floor (Sadly not in that way) and pointless conversations about Christ knows what. Even Rowena of all people probably couldn't make bloody sense of them. If Godric recalled correctly, at one point they'd said something about rabbits. All he knew this wasn't a safe subject as the poor sod continued to almost say stuff like 'Do you know what rabbits do best?' or even worse- 'Oh for God's sake just marry me and be done with it.' These were the sort of things that could ruin a person's life. Ah well. Helga probably would never think of 'Godders' like that anyway.
He was now starting to question why he even bothered to insist that she came with him when all it did was make Godric look like a prat and probably reserve him the space of Rowena's punching bag. It wouldn't be the first time.
Oh Well- when one was at rock-bottom, the only way to go was-- OUCH. Godric had tripped voer a very poorly placed tree root. Considering that he was no sprawled over the floor with his face planted firmly in the ground, this could easily class as rock-bottom. So now there really was no other way to go but up.
Attempt one- FAIL. Godric imagined getting up and pondered the thought momentarily before deeming it a lost cause and choosing to stay where he was until life made sense again. He never actually moved.
Attempt two- FAIL. This time Godric got most of the way up before his leg gave out from under him and he fell back down. Life still didn't make sense either. Buggeration.
Attempt three- SUCCESS! It only took three attempts, five minutes and more willpower than he thought he could ever manage, yet Godric was finally standing once again. With only a couple of bruises and a faintly bleeding scratch on his hand that was more likely from the portkey landing. Ah well. Still alive. ... now alone, but still alive. Silently freaking out and alone, but alive nonetheless. There hadn't been any rabid squirrel sounds, so Godric took this to mean that Helga was alive too. Wherever she was. ... Surely she couldn't have gone too far? "Helga?" Nothing. "Helgaaaaa?" Still nothing. "Look, I know that you're mad, yet leaving me alone in wherever the hell we are, is not the way to show it! Come on, answer me already!!" As you can guess, Godric was halfway between impatient and pleading.
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Post by zara :] on Aug 25, 2009 10:59:52 GMT -5
{helgasusannehufflepuff} you've got me running baby, wild at heart [/size][/ul] YY- - - - - - - -
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Post by Dea on Aug 25, 2009 11:46:04 GMT -5
"You thought I was Salazar? Do I have a long nose? The need to be beaten over the head with a shovel? I am insulted," She said, sniffing.
"Christ. How did you lose him? He's....What, Six feet? GODRIC!" She called. "You know. We could just get Salazar to look for him. It may make life easier. And, you know. Maybe Salazar would just get lost," She said, looking hopeful.
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Post by Haine on Aug 25, 2009 12:18:01 GMT -5
Great. This was just great. As great as great could be. Great? It was just perfect. Absolutely 10000% flippin' perfect-- As you can see, Godric was currently near hysterical. Well, if you were stranded alone in a forest where you have no idea where you are, wouldn't you be hysterical too? Thought as much.
He sighed, muttering incoherently to himself whilst wandering aimlessly for the forest. If he kept walking in random directions, there was at least some hope that he'd get out of there alive. Some. Well, it was at least better than none.Oh Godammit. Even his own optimism was getting on his nerves.
"HELGAAAAAA!" Yup, Godric was now pretty much resorting to begging. His pace quickened as he continued to walk through the forest, hoping for any sign of human life. Even Salazar (or 'the cocky bastard' as Godric had so fondly taken to calling him lately) would be an exceptionally welcome sight. Yet sadly no such luck. All he could hear was the voices in his head calling his name. So Godders proceeded to mutter angrily to them for a bit while walking in a new random direction. Luckily he soon ended up finding Rowena and Helga, who were the little voices in his head, apparently. Go Figure. "So you two would give up looking for me just to get Sally lost?" Godric said with a smirk, standing behind the two.
ooc//Crappy.
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Post by zara :] on Aug 26, 2009 11:28:07 GMT -5
{helgasusannehufflepuff} you've got me running baby wild at heart [/size][/ul] YY- - - - - - - -
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