Neoma Tsylence
Hufflepuff
1st Year Student
Those who wander are not always lost...
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Post by Neoma Tsylence on Nov 6, 2007 12:47:50 GMT -5
Neoma took in her lesson on the way in which students were separated at this boarding school she was going to be attending. She thought it a bit strange, but still interesting to some extent. She thought that such a method would divide a school rather than unite it, but maybe that was the goal?
Neoma smiled, she was very content with this new experience of being on a train. She leaned back into her cushioned seat and got comfortable. Her head lolled over to the side, as she stared out the window. The magnificent forest stretching far and wide, the beautiful trees, the clear lakes and rivers, the man on a broom, the cloudless sky---
Neoma did a double take as she sad straight up and blinked. She blinked again and rubbed her eyes, bringing her face much closer to the compartment window. Her eyes widened as she saw the man riding a broom. She wanted to scream, she wanted to laugh and she wanted to holler. None of which happened. She just continued staring, unable to find her voice. Her right hand raised and waved slowly at the man with red hair.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Nov 7, 2007 0:15:49 GMT -5
The stranger looked back to the train, looking for something until his eyes found Neoma waving to him. Grinning from ear to ear, he pulled back on the yoke of the broom, titlting it back and let it look like a bucking horse as he rode his broom like a rodeo cowboy, hooting and hollering as he did so. After several moments of that, he pulled it into a tight spin to the left to dodge a tree and proceeded forward with a single wave in her direction.
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