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SlytherinSistah · 09-29-2014, 11:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Hey Ju

His first sentence earned him a raised eyebrow. Testing her convictions? She watched him as he sat up as if expecting an explanation. What he said next made her shrug and look away as she casually fixed her hair again. "Of course everyone's greedy. Some people just won't say it, but everyone is." What was life without greediness anyway? Everyone really wanted something. Especially money. "It's capitalism. Everybody's bound to be greedy to some degree, simple as that. I know you know that." No need to teach him the basics, especially when he himself had his own little business going on. "And what's life without ambition?" She added, shrugging and tucking a strang of hair behind her ear.

The Slytherin looked towards the Castle and wondered how early they were. She didn't recall being this early for any lesson before. She crossed her left leg over the right one and shot Cutty another weird look when he said he might find her interesting and that she was not like other girls. "Yeah, I've heard that before." Her tone was oddly neutral and she was already looking away again as she replied, waiting to see if any other classmate was coming. She had heard it before in different ways, good and bad. She really didn't expect much meaning to be behind those words, since they were coming from Cutty.

Although since it was Cutty, she should try and find hidden meanings behind his words? ....Nah. She couldn't be bothered. "I think we're really early." Agatha commented randomly. "And what are those for anyway? The ballerina now sounded slightly patronising, as if bringing the two jars had been all Cutty's idea.

He stopped a smile before it really started when she looked away. So Happygoody was greedy, then. And not only that, but she was amongst those that didn't like admitting it. She was too shameless about everything to start being apprehensive about who and perhaps more appropriately, what she was now. How cute! How shy! How feminine!

That would come in handy later.

He eventually did smile, however when she got to the part about life and ambition. What's life without ambition? Boring, under stimulating to the point where it was almost physically painful and dreadfully unfulfilling.

"Maybe Professor Thompson will be showing us magical properties of animal dung." He said with a shrug and casual tone. Oooh, but maybe he would! It was sort of exciting. Cutty was willing to bet that not much study had been done in the field. He had an idea of exactly how to go about it as well without getting his hands full of...dung. All he needed was a Hufflepuff who didn't totally fail at potions. Annabeth Glasswell might've been a good candidate. Although she tended to have that robust quality that Cutty found would be grating for this particular project. "Better too early than too late." He said inspecting one of the jars he'd picked up and rubbing his thumb against a dirty spot, though possible to make it dirtier and not to clean it. He then tossed it into the air and whipped out his wand. "Confringo minimus!" He shot out at the thing practicing his spells and shattering it on it's midair descent.

Dude wasn't even gonna touch the 'I've heard that before' bit. He'd heard I've heard that before before.

09-29-2014, 11:58 PM	#19 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by Hey Ju His first sentence earned him a raised eyebrow. Testing her convictions? She watched him as he sat up as if expecting an explanation. What he said next made her shrug and look away as she casually fixed her hair again. "Of course everyone's greedy. Some people just won't say it, but everyone is." What was life without greediness anyway? Everyone really wanted something. Especially money. *"It's capitalism. Everybody's bound to be greedy to some degree, simple as that. I know you* know that." No need to teach him the basics, especially when he himself had his own little business going on. "And what's life without ambition?"** She added, shrugging and tucking a strang of hair behind her ear. The Slytherin looked towards the Castle and wondered how early they were. She didn't recall being this early for any lesson before. She crossed her left leg over the right one and shot Cutty another weird look when he said he might find her interesting and that she was not like other girls. "Yeah, I've heard that before." Her tone was oddly neutral and she was already looking away again as she replied, waiting to see if any other classmate was coming. She had heard it before in different ways, good and bad. She really didn't expect much meaning to be behind those words, since they were coming from Cutty. Although since it was Cutty, she should try and find hidden meanings behind his words? ....Nah. She couldn't be bothered. "I think we're really early." Agatha commented randomly. "And what are those for anyway? The ballerina now sounded slightly patronising, as if bringing the two jars had been all Cutty's idea. He stopped a smile before it really started when she looked away. So Happygoody was greedy, then. And not only that, but she was amongst those that didn't like admitting it. She was too shameless about everything to start being apprehensive about who and perhaps more appropriately, what she was now. How cute! How shy! How feminine! That would come in handy later. He eventually did smile, however when she got to the part about life and ambition. What's life without ambition? Boring, under stimulating to the point where it was almost physically painful and dreadfully unfulfilling. "Maybe Professor Thompson will be showing us magical properties of animal dung." He said with a shrug and casual tone. Oooh, but maybe he would! It was sort of exciting. Cutty was willing to bet that not much study had been done in the field. He had an idea of exactly how to go about it as well without getting his hands full of...dung. All he needed was a Hufflepuff who didn't totally fail at potions. Annabeth Glasswell might've been a good candidate. Although she tended to have that robust quality that Cutty found would be grating for this particular project. "Better too early than too late." He said inspecting one of the jars he'd picked up and rubbing his thumb against a dirty spot, though possible to make it dirtier and not to clean it. He then tossed it into the air and whipped out his wand. "*Confringo minimus!" He shot out at the thing practicing his spells and shattering it on it's midair descent. Dude wasn't even gonna touch the 'I've heard that before'* bit. He'd heard I've heard that before before. __________________ Last edited by SlytherinSistah; 09-30-2014 at 01:59 AM.