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<div class="gmail_quote">On Sun, Aug 17, 2008 at 6:38 AM, Paloma McFei <span dir="ltr"><<a href="mailto:inuyash8@yahoo.com">inuyash8@yahoo.com</a>></span> wrote:<br>
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<div class="Ih2E3d"><br><br><br>--- On Sat, 8/16/08, Patrick McCartney <<a href="mailto:hogsmeade@squaredbee.com">hogsmeade@squaredbee.com</a>> wrote:<br><br>> From: Patrick McCartney <<a href="mailto:hogsmeade@squaredbee.com">hogsmeade@squaredbee.com</a>><br>
> Subject: Re: [Hogwarts Between] Fw: Re: Exploring the Train<br></div>
<div class="Ih2E3d">> To: <a href="mailto:inuyash8@yahoo.com">inuyash8@yahoo.com</a>, "Hogwarts Between Game List" <hogwartsbetween@gamera.cc><br></div>> Date: Saturday, August 16, 2008, 2:37 PM<br>
<div class="Ih2E3d">> > Standing in front of the door was a stout man. He had<br>> > a<br>> > round head<br>> > with hair cut very short and even all around. His<br>> > sideburns were<br>> > shaved above and around his ears. He wore glasses<br>
> > that<br>> > were round and<br>> > thick. His nose seemed rather large for his face, and<br>> > his<br>> > ears stuck<br>> > out. A straight expression was on his face.<br>> ><br>
> > "Wait a minute," he said squinting his<br>> > eyes,<br></div>> > "you’re not Prefects. How<br>
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<div class="Wj3C7c">> > did you get in here?" He took a quick pause,<br>> > "However," he muttered,<br>> > "the Fidelius charm would have failed too."<br>> ><br>> > Paloma turned to face the man and said in a quiet<br>
> > voice, almost wispering, "We just pushed the<br>> > door, and<br>> > it opened." in a quiet voice, almost wispering<br>> ><br>> > "It's understandable," he replied,<br>
> > "You'd be barred from gettin' back in, if<br>> > ya<br>> > left now. Wouldn't be able to find it."<br>> ><br>> > He eyed them with a slight smile. "Did you take<br>
> > this<br>> > once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to partake of the<br>> > victuals(sic)<br>> > Of course, that is unless you become Prefects."<br>> ><br>> > "We didnt know what was in here, we are just<br>
> > curious." Paloma<br>> > responded sounding more confident than before.<br>> ><br>> > [OOC: All threads sync with this event. ]<br>> ><br>> > A shill whistle blew. There was a jolt in the floor.<br>
> The<br>> > low rumble<br>> > indicated that the train had started moving.<br>> ><br>> > [OOC: From here, this thread continues. ]<br>> ><br>> > "Oh, good," said the man, "The school<br>
> is<br>> > just around the bend. Would<br>> > you like a Cherry Mash to take with you back to your<br>> > cabin?"<br>> ><br>> > "Sure," Paloma grabed a cherry mash and<br>
> turned to the man and said<br>> > "Thanks" and started walking back to her<br>> cabin.<br>><br>> The man turned and looked at Seluna. "What 'bout<br>> you, miss?"<br><br></div>
</div>Paloma stoped and turned waiting for Seluna's responce and for her to follow.<br>
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<div>"No thanks."Seluna said, turning to say say goodbye to the people in the picture first. All of this was far to bizare.(soory I may have spelled that wrong) She followed Paloma back to there cabin and decided to make sure that Paloma didn't get drunk if this thing was alcoholic.</div>
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