Arthur Kirkland ☂ England (
rule_britannia) wrote in
sortinghat_rp2012-08-26 10:06 pm
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I'm rather sure I didn't make it do that.
[The above is scrawled out and messily cross-hatched over after this conversation, though still readable for anyone who's curious enough]
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I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU.

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Took them twenty minutes to get it off him.
I'm keeping it.
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If you are going to keep it though, bring it to school. I did a really bad job on it, so it might not work again. Maybe I can fix it while we're at Hogwarts.
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Are you actually asking me to bring a toy with a possibly botched charm on it into school with me? I've already had Professor Coulson warning me about it.
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I'm sure Professor Coulson wouldn't mind if I was "practicing" on an inanimate object. It's practice.
Maybe next time I'll make sure that it'll give your brother a reason to think he's dyingI can be more careful this time.
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That being said...
Dude. Would your brother actually whine about a crack upside the head? Because I thought he was a grown-ass man. A wizard man. Not a bitch. =P
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I just.
You know.
Think its a comeuppance to someone who's been pickin on you for so long really.
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[It takes him a minute...then he kind of clues in.]
Oh well that's not to say I don't deserve some comeuppance I guess?
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Or not.
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Right?
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I mean you can.
But please don't.
[There's a brief pause, then a very bad marker-drawing is pasted into the journal for Arthur to see.]
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[The writing cuts off there, and it's a few minutes before any more words appear on the page, hurriedly scrawled]
I have to go.
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Okay. Uh. Later?