Originally posted by airangel429
[b]GCR"Thank you." She said to him, accepting the butterbeer.
She was watching him, she didn't know if he was trustworthy or not yet. However she thought he was kinda cute.
"I've seen you around, you're Dale right?" She asked him...
...{OOC: Kai/Trickster, House elves don't apparate....its more or less like they come invisible and sneak off. It's in the 2nd book and movie. Dobby does it in the hospital wing when they bring in Colin, who was petrified. 😄} [/B]
OOC
hehehe, look who was right!
BIC
Dale smiled back at her. She had the look of knowing something important, and she was quite pretty. Not as pretty as Karen though. There was something to think about. He thought about her for a few seconds beforer realising shhe had asked him something.
"Yeah, I'm Dale. So.. What have you heard about me?" He asked, interested.
[OOC: 😂 It's just a game! 😄]
The girl thought in silence for second. Then she spoke. "I haven't heard much about you, but I was in the Great Hall during your duel with Kai. I thought you held yourself brilliantly." She said to him as she traced the parchment with her fingertips.
She tucked a few strands of her long dark hair behind her ears and looked at Dale with her beautiful emerald eyes that seemed to twinkle from the light of the fireplace nearby and then smiled up at him.
She took a few sips of her butterbeer and went into deep thought.
Then in a rush she said, "How in proper of me, I have not introduced myself to you."
"My name is Ariana Vartamir." She told him with confidence.
"I know my name is not a popular one in these walls, for my parents did not go to school here. They went to a wizarding school in Greenland. I transferred from a Wizardry School in Egypt, though I am not Egyptian. My father was very fascinated in history and adventure so he went there to explore. He met my mother in school and she too traveled there with him." She told him.
"There now you know a little bit about me." She added. Feeling more comforted.
"He seems alright, but is he trustworthy. He knows alot about defense magic, so maybe I should let him read this." She thought to herself.
She shivered, now cold again, she got up and walked over to the sofa by the fireplace. She motioned for the boy to follow her.
"It would be safe if I told him, we are the only ones in the room at the moment." She thought to herself.
She unfolded the paper and began to read it again. Most of it was in Ancient writing.
She tilted the paper just enough for him to be able to glance at it.
En filio cet oralio, veta les piatre.
Bitta cenio aramadia forlinya.
Ver siepin mutarturo.
She did not know what the writing said, but she did know the kind of writing that it was. Her father had taught her many languages when she was younger, having not used them they slowly faded from her memory. However she can still recognize and differentiate many different languages.
She stared at the paper, hoping that the handsome boy would say something about it. There was a warmness in his eyes, though she felt frightened to speak of it to him, for some reason. Something about the words seemed evil to her. Though she did not know why.