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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 9, 2007 16:36:21 GMT
"Me? Have somewhere to be? Never," Briar said.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 9, 2007 19:33:44 GMT
"Well... that's a boring life," I say, then grin. "We could pull another prank," I shrug. "Really give poor Filch a heart attack."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 10, 2007 19:28:18 GMT
Briar grinned, "You bet. Like what though?"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 10, 2007 19:33:53 GMT
"Uh...." I laugh. "No idea, actually. My mind is sort of blank."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 10, 2007 19:37:03 GMT
"So is mine," Briar sighed.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 10, 2007 19:41:30 GMT
"Hm... damn," I say. "Well... there's always the usual standbys of getting Peeves to pour ink on people or whatever... but I'd like to do something a little more original, something that requires ingenuity."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 10, 2007 19:54:46 GMT
"Well everthing I can think of someone's probably already done," Briar said.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 10, 2007 19:59:27 GMT
"Hm..." I nod. "Yeah, that's the problem... too many good pranksters in our year and just above us."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 10, 2007 20:15:01 GMT
"Well this sucks," Briar muttered, leaning her head against the window sill.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 10, 2007 22:38:04 GMT
I shrug. "Okay... well, we could do something else.... You like flying?" I ask, thinking that it'll be seriously odd if she doesn't, but you never know.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 13, 2007 19:49:06 GMT
"Eh, so so," Briar said.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 14, 2007 16:12:16 GMT
"Hm... well, at least you don't hate it." I shrug, and resume trying to think of a prank.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 15, 2007 19:26:48 GMT
Briar nodded, "I got it-wait..no...someone already did that.."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 16, 2007 13:11:39 GMT
"Well..." I say slowly. "Maybe we could improve on it. What is it?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 18, 2007 1:36:53 GMT
"I lost it," Briar groaned, putting her head in her hands, "I've never had to think this much about a prank."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 18, 2007 16:54:09 GMT
I sigh, shaking my head. "Now, this is really sad. The two of us together can't come up with a single thing. And neither of us are novices, right?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 18, 2007 22:41:10 GMT
Briar nodded to her, "I guess we could leave to poor bastard alone for a little while and go do something else? He does have to deal with pranks everyday, "She said, surprising herself by saying that.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 19, 2007 0:14:59 GMT
"True..." I nod. "Though I wasn't necessarily going to play one on Filch. It'd be nice to play one on all the seventh-year Slytherins and Gryffies who find it so entertaining to pick on first years, you know?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Oct 30, 2007 1:38:16 GMT
"...I like to pick on first years," Briar said, looking down as if she'd been found doing something wrong.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Oct 30, 2007 3:43:15 GMT
"Oh..." I say, feeling slightly bad. "Well... well, you don't completely torture them, do you?"
((Lol... sure you didn't....))
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 1, 2007 21:19:45 GMT
"Ofcourse not! Except that one kid that shot me a bird," Briar said, grinning sheepishly. [[..Okay so I did  I forgot alot of threads.]] |
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Nov 1, 2007 22:30:41 GMT
I shake my head, smiling a little despite myself. "Weeeell... I guess that's not completely unjustified then."
((Lol... that's okay. Everybody does it.))
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 6, 2007 20:47:26 GMT
Briar sighed, "Good."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Nov 7, 2007 14:29:59 GMT
I nod, then look around the room for inspiration. Not much here to be inspired with, really.... I think, until I notice something orange on the floor next to the wall. I move over to it curiously, pulling back in disgust when I realize it's a half-dissolved Fizzing Whizbee in a pool of spit.
Ew.... Okay. Nothing to be inspired with then.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 10, 2007 19:09:16 GMT
Briar watched her with interest then raised an eyebrow when she pulled back. She stood up out of curiousity and walked over where she was. When she'd seen what she'd seen, a look of disgust came to her face, " That's gross."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Nov 12, 2007 19:45:40 GMT
"Just a little," I nod, then tilt my head to examine it from a different angle. "I'm trying to get inspiration for a prank... think this will help?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 12, 2007 21:09:20 GMT
Briar tilted her head to the right side, thinking. after a moment she shook her head no.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Nov 14, 2007 19:24:04 GMT
"No, I didn't think so either," I shake my head. "So... should we just give it up?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 15, 2007 21:36:03 GMT
She sighed, "I don't know, maybe."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Nov 16, 2007 2:26:02 GMT
"Yeah, probably." I frown a moment. "How about something dangerously stupid then, instead?" I ask, moving over to the window and leaning out. "Have you ever tried to climb up the outside of one of these towers?"
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