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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 14, 2003 14:06:04 GMT -5
The Hall is massive. The sunlight streams into the room and onto the 4 House tables. There isn't any food, but plenty of room if one wants to spread their work out.
Study, do homework, throw biscuits, whatever in here.
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Post by Gwen Combe on Sept 24, 2003 20:25:00 GMT -5
lalalalalalalalalalalala,lallalllalalalalallalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalal yupperz
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Post by Vivian Astley on Sept 29, 2003 19:24:34 GMT -5
Interesting...........*listens to crikets chirping*
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Nov 10, 2003 18:24:07 GMT -5
welcome to my study hall i'm here so get out other teachers k.................................................k so go on sho *pushes them out the door*
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Post by Gwen Combe on Nov 20, 2003 17:48:30 GMT -5
hello i would stay longer but there are no classes so there is no homework to no reason to be here. ok bub-i
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Post by Jessimaca on Nov 26, 2003 18:32:58 GMT -5
fun fun fun im so bored lalalalalala......... well bye
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Post by Jeffrey on Dec 30, 2003 14:11:13 GMT -5
*pokes head in and sees Tonks reclining in a chair, snoring*
All right Jack, here's the plan... we've gotta' get her back for all the pain she's caused, savvy?
Aye, savvy. What be th'plan, again?
Clap 'er in irons, mate. It pays to be a light sleeper at Hogwarts.
Aye... when do I get me rum?
After the operation. Cooperate, and we'll make it two.
Consider me, cooperatin'.
*Zack/Jack grinned in anticipation and said the incantation to bind Tonks' hands and feet together. They(He?) whispered 'Wingardium leviosa' and quietly followed the still sleeping Tonks out to the lake. Zack/Jack promptly took the curse off and watched with a satisfied look on his/their face as she unceremoniously fell in*
I think that calls for a drink...
Aye, I'll sec'nd tha', mate. Ye'll make a good pirate yet.
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Feb 28, 2004 19:53:24 GMT -5
you know i can here so i would suggest getting me the heck out of here before i serousily hurt you. i have people in high places. i also know there's a sortage on teachers so ha. *some one runs and gets tonks out and oundose the shangles* i would run if i were you*
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Post by Jeffrey on Feb 29, 2004 11:44:54 GMT -5
Ah... see... I don't take order from people like yourself who are mean and crass. I throw shapes. They catch them. I set them up, I watch them fall. Savvy? I don't need to get you out of the drink because you shouldn't have been napping in the first place. While this place may be dull, that does not mean you can lower your guard. There are still people who would love to take revenge for the hurts they've taken at your creepy little fingertips. That's what I'm here for. I keep the balance. Good and evil.
*majics himself a pair of dark, wraparound sunglasses and walks off with a sarcastic grin on his face*
Ooh... mate, that was straightforward. Ye couldn've been a bit nicer...?
I'm just walking my beat, friend... Hogwarts is my beat... and I'm walking it.
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Feb 29, 2004 11:54:51 GMT -5
*tonks was already half way to the castle then turns around*
ummm did u say something
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Post by Jeffrey on Feb 29, 2004 11:59:51 GMT -5
*a faint glimmer of a malicious smile crosses his shadowed face*
Might get a wee bit dangerous up there, sugarbutt so... can you dig it?
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Mar 6, 2004 22:20:59 GMT -5
*is already in the school*
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 6, 2004 22:24:43 GMT -5
Raoul... do the honors?
Certainly. I've found out... you can turn your back on a person, but never a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor sharp hunting knife in your face.
Thanks, buddy.
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Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Mar 6, 2004 22:33:15 GMT -5
*back in study* mabey i should trap jeffrey and poke him in till he's better. ya thats it *puts a really good trap together* now i wait
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Post by Jeffrey on Mar 8, 2004 22:11:42 GMT -5
*sighs and sits down by the lake, quietly skipping stones*
I don't think that hunting knife was big enough to startle her. We need to think of something bigger, better... Sands, you're my master of manipulation... any ideas?
Hm? You need Big, Bad, Nasty Sands' help to dispatch of some little know-it-all?
Yes, as a matter of fact. Are you gonna help, or let her kill us?
Well then, I suppose I may have to bail your sorry arse out of this. How about this?
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