January 2012
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Professor Lalonde: gryffin-fedora: “Ah… You’ve... →
gryffin-fedora:
“Ah… You’ve always been fond of ‘the drink’.” At one time or another, Dad Egbert might’ve taken out his wallet and pulled out a juicebox for her. He had since learned better.
“Well, remembering back to the time I spent here… You could very well find some firewhiskey in the…
“I am always ready to escort a lady.” You smile. “Right this way.”
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deprimo: ==> Coddle That Son Good. *Real* Good. →
gryffin-fedora:
Your eyes shine with complete and utter adoration.
“How are your studies? Have a girlfriend yet? Is she cute? Is your wand still doing that weird thing? Are you still having that recurring nightmare?” You lower your voice to a whisper. “I brought your old night light….
“Ah, yes. Taking the first years across the lake was quite the experience. They’re very...
Professor Lalonde: ==> Greet an Old Friend →
gryffin-fedora:
proflalonde started following you
Ah… the ever-beautiful Ms. Lalonde. Or was it Mrs. now? It was of course, possible that she had married since you last saw her. You bow you head attempting to hide a hardly noticeable but extremely un-masculine blush.
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“Ah… You’ve always been fond of ‘the drink’.” At one time or another, Dad...
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==> Greet an Old Friend
proflalonde started following you
Ah… the ever-beautiful Ms. Lalonde. Or was it Mrs. now? It was of course, possible that she had married since you last saw her. You bow you head attempting to hide a hardly noticeable but extremely un-masculine blush.
“Greetings, Mrs. Lalonde. I trust the trip was pleasant?”
deprimo: ==> Coddle That Son Good. *Real* Good. →
gryffin-fedora:
deprimo-x started following you
Suddenly your fatherly impulses kick in. Could it be? Is it— YES, IT IS. Your precious little boy. Well, not so little now. He’s only… six inches shorter than you now, you surmise? He’s growing up into such a fine little man!…
Your eyes shine with complete and utter adoration.
“How are your studies? Have a girlfriend yet? Is she...
==> Coddle That Son Good. *Real* Good.
deprimo-x started following you
Suddenly your fatherly impulses kick in. Could it be? Is it— YES, IT IS. Your precious little boy. Well, not so little now. He’s only… six inches shorter than you now, you surmise? He’s growing up into such a fine little man! You stare at him lovingly, willing him to stop his capricious activities and look over to you.
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==>Admire the Castle From Afar
It’d been years since Dad Egbert had laid eyes on the school or its grounds. It was rather majestic, and a rather large change from his plain American houses and office buildings he had become accustomed to over the years. And yet, it still held that same distinct character that he always admired. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. He just hoped he wouldn’t be expected to do too much of...
