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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 3, 2008 15:50:18 GMT -5
"Nothing!" He said quickly, dropping the pen and putting his book to his chest. He hoped she would think of it as a diary, though she may be a bit too cunning for that... Stevie hoped not. He silently prayed that she wouldn't be.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 2, 2008 18:35:00 GMT -5
Stevie sat up, shaking snow from his hair, the hat now lost. He searched for a bit, and found it quickly, putting it back on. Floyd scampered around, attempting to play with all of the animals here. And everyone seemed to pay more attention to the animals than him, so he sat against a tree, and opened his book, sure nobody was around him. He took the feather, casually, and began to write, peeking up to see if anyone was there.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 2, 2008 15:34:19 GMT -5
Stevie was jogging along at walking pace, being the hyped-up-on-sugar Stevie that he was. So far, everything he had eaten was sugary. Really sugary. He was wearing a simply red jacket and black pants, with a pair of simple boots, gloves, and a beanie. He didn't wear scarves, not because he didn't think they were 'manly', he just didn't like the feel of them.
He did a dive into the next bundle of snow he could, Floyd jumping out at the precise moment not to be crushed in snow. He gave a small bark as prairie dogs do, and waddled alone, scurrying out of the way of wayward feet.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Feb 3, 2008 15:16:21 GMT -5
(That's fine, Elsbeth, don't worry about it =D)
"I don't think so... Thanks!" He shook his head. He really didn't eat much at all, but he wasn't hungry. His nerves were still going crazy, and he thought to himself. He guessed that the phrase 'be careful what you wish for, you just might get it' was going full effect right now. And all he could do is hope he wouldn't become a main player in the events that the future held, but there was a lingering thought that he would, in fact, be a main player.
But what if he dragged Keladry, Lilianne, or Neoma into this? What if he drew any other friends into this? He could never forgive himself, no matter how long he lived, if any of them got hurt. So, he could only hope on so many things, it just didn't seem likely at all that all of them would become reality.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 16, 2008 18:27:51 GMT -5
"It was... Hunched over...And its tail was long... Sorry I can't give a better description. It was night, and I couldn't see it." He shifted a bit in his seat, stifling another yawn. He was so, so tired... He hoped he didn't fall asleep here! How embarrassing that would be.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 16, 2008 6:12:18 GMT -5
Stevie smiled slightly, and turned back to Elsbeth. he was done talking, and he wanted to see her reaction...
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 15, 2008 16:36:36 GMT -5
Stevie sat, a bit uncomfortable. He didn't like being in teachers' offices for any reason, but he kept repeating in his mind that it was fine. He didn't know if he should tell her or let Draelynn, but the image was engraved in his mind, and he was the one who saw it anyway.
"Well... I saw this thing. It was somewhere around midnight, and it woke me up. It was moaning, like it was in pain. I looked at it, and..." He paused, and yawned, shaking his head afterward.
"Oh, sorry! Anyway, I could barely see it, but it looked like a large, mutated cat. It had... Things hanging off its shoulders, and it saw me. It had glowing green eyes..." He stopped there, managing not to blush like a tomato. He had done all of the talking, and he sent a quick apologetic look to Draelynn.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Jan 12, 2008 21:31:34 GMT -5
Stevie stood behind Draelynn, not sure whether to step to the side of him. He assumed he would do the talking, and maybe Stevie would describe it, but he doubted he'd talk much besides that. It was the Headmistress. She probably would rather speak to an adult, being formal and all, but she did seem nice. He had read about previous potions teachers being strict and mean. He assumed he was lucky.
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Feb 12, 2008 19:56:21 GMT -5
Aww. Bye! Hope you return, though it's all your choice. D=
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Feb 11, 2008 11:11:34 GMT -5
Vengeance? ... Don't kill me >>;
(Welcome back! =D)
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Post by Stevie Copeland on Dec 27, 2007 12:34:48 GMT -5
Merry (belated) Christmas/ Happy (belated) Holidays!
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D=
Nov 28, 2007 6:21:40 GMT -5
Post by Stevie Copeland on Nov 28, 2007 6:21:40 GMT -5
Heh =P
I drank lukewarm milk this morning because I forgot about tap water >>
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Nov 27, 2007 17:55:27 GMT -5
Post by Stevie Copeland on Nov 27, 2007 17:55:27 GMT -5
Well, I may need to help my family out. Our refrigerator, and freezer is broken. We managed to move the frozen food to my grandma's, but the refrigerated foods... We're just hoping they won't spoil, which we know they will, but hope is always good >>
So, I'm going to live on dry cereal and macaroni and cheese for a while, as well with helping my mom and dad out with things, like picking a new refrigerator or something. I MAY still be on as frequently, I may need more frequent breaks, just wanting to give you guys a heads up.
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