Brynjolf
What kind of business are you suggesting?
Wed Dec 20, 2017 10:00
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Grey eyes opened slowly as Bryn turned his head just slightly to address whoever it was that had heard him. Rose Farnon stood a few feet away from him, looking like she definitely didn’t want to be standing there talking to him. He didn’t blame her if that was the case, not many people spent time talking to him and if they did, it was normally in a class. The fourth year frowned internally at himself, why in the world had even bothered talking out loud at all? He hadn’t necessarily intended for his words to start a conversation, but it had probably seemed that way to the older student as she passed by. Now it would probably be rude If he didn’t keep talking.

“Well, it’s fantastic,” Bryn said, acknowledging Rose’s hand in it. He wasn’t so sure about Shifty Eyes, as he’d never had much interaction with the poltergeist. Regardless, whatever magic that Rose and Marissa used for these parties was pretty impressive. While Bryn could do some pretty fancy stuff, he wasn’t sure that he had the creativity for that. Scratch that, he was positive that he didn’t have the creativity for that. Bryn preferred magic for practical uses. He opened his mouth to continue until Rose’s expression soured significantly. His mouth snapped shut, thinking that there was a problem with him. That was until he caught sight of one of the younger students marching over.

The Draco pushed his sunglasses along the bridge of his nose and upward until they sat on top of his head, blonde hair sticking out in different directions. He watched the interaction between the two with an amused glint in his eye. Siblings entertained him and he wished to a certain extent that he had a better relationship with his own sister. But really, Norah just irritated him and that was probably never going to change. Once the younger Farnon (whose name escaped Brynjolf despite the fact that they’d shared some classes the previous year) had followed his sister’s orders to go take care of himself, Bryn raised his eyebrows in a question.

“Something you need to take care of?” the fourth year asked, referring to whatever business was to be had with whoever pushed Rose’s brother into the pool. While he wasn’t one for pranks or shenanigans, it seemed like someone deserved a little payback. Especially if what had happened was unwarranted. But that really wasn’t his business.

  • Are you looking for a business partner? - Rose Farnon, Fri Dec 8 09:09
    Rose was exhausted. Helping Marissa with parties was something that Rose had done for most of her time at RMI. Marissa was the one that liked to put together social events; Rose was just in it... more
    • What kind of business are you suggesting? - Brynjolf, Wed Dec 20 10:00
      • Rose didn’t have time to feel smug about the compliment about the party (she knew it was brilliant but it didn’t hurt to hear it from somebody else) because out of the corner of her eye she saw her... more
        • No show, no business I suppose - Bryn, Fri Dec 29 17:15
          Bryn couldn’t say he was scared of many people. Perhaps his mother, when brandishing a spoon, and occasionally Professor Blair. Scratch that, Professor Blair always scared him. And so it was when... more
          • No business is good business - Rose, Tue Jan 2 17:51
            Oh right, Bryn. Or apparently fully, ‘Brynjolf’. Rose mentally stored that on her list of really stupid names that people had given their kids. Brynjolf. What, was he some sort of Viking? No wonder... more
            • It really didn’t surprise Bryn that Rose didn’t remember his name or his face for that matter. Really, he might have been more freaked out if she did know who he was. Outside of the four classes that ... more
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