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[fabianthesage-blog]

The kitchens at night were one of Fabian’s favorite places to be. The warm smells, the quiet lull, everything about it set the room up to be a place of sanctuary from his frantic and frenetic world. Which made him slightly less than thrilled to hear the portrait open behind him, “It’s four in the morning. What’re you doing here?” He sighed and pulled another mug down from a rack above his head, “Luckily I made a lot of tea. Room for cream?”

[amyqus]

The high that follows an intense practice always leaves Amycus feeling buzzed, a rush of endorphins that seem to burn through his veins. Tonight is no exception, even if he’s opted for a solitary practice without the rest of the team. Running through drills by himself is a habit he should probably break himself from, but Amycus knows he couldn’t have waited for the next team practice to trial a potential new play; it’s already been running through his head since that afternoon. The dim quiet he’s been enjoying up until that point doesn’t last as he expects, and Amycus is soon aware that he’s no longer alone in the fading evening. He doesn’t bother to look up, enjoying the faint ache in his muscles as he continues to gather his things instead.

                            “If you’re after the pitch, I’m done with it now. It’s all yours.”

[magicismight-promos]

          “School has barely just begun and I’m already hungover,             so no, I would say I’m really not in the mood to speak             right now.”

[fabianthesage-blog]

Fabian popped one of his earbuds as he saw the shadow of someone approaching his table in the Library, “That stack’s Runes I’m in the middle of translating. The stack to its left is Potions homework I’m in the middle of and the stack downward from that is Charms extra credit.” The quill spun idly between his fingers as he pondered a passage in the text in front of him, “Yes, I’m working on them all at once. Yes that’s strange. Yes it’s actually possible... and yes if you mess any of them up I’ll hex you in a creative and unforgiving fashion.” Finally looking up over the top of his glasses he made eye contact, “Now did you need something specific or are you here to ask me all those questions that six different first years have posed to me over the last hour.”

[firevvhiskey-archived-blog1]

    ❝What does a nosy pepper do?❞ 

[daredevildaisy-archive2-blog]

“Is that a dare?”

[mahlene]

   “Don’t die, don’t die -- ”  

Marlene’s fingers are quick to tap at the keyboard on screen, and there’s a sudden urgency in wanting to finish her Snapchat caption; one prompted entirely by the fact that her battery icon has been hovering at under ten percent for what seems like hours. Her muttered encouragement does little to help the phone in her hand hold out, however, and when the battery hits two percent, the screen promptly shuts off -- taking her almost sent snap with it. Marlene groans.

                      “Why is it your battery always dies at the worst time possible?”

[clarabelmqreau-blog]

“It’s so lovely to see the ghosts dancing. I’m still not used to it. I’m fairly sure Nearly Headless Nick has a girlfriend he’s been dancing with as well.”