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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on Dec 10, 2005 18:08:25 GMT
Morgan winced as she thought back to the reading of the will. Why, Why, why[/b]? Why had Morgen been left to watch over the kids? What was with Igraines weird reasoning? Had Morgan honestly been the most responsible person she could think of? If so, then their family must have been CRACKED out!!
She stood in her black tank top, neon pink tie, and black and neon pink Capri's. Her neon pink converse glowed, and contrasted with her black shoelaces. She had black and neon pink socks that reached her knees, and were mostly unseen.
There she was waiting for two teenagers and a baby. She took a deep breath. She walked over to the entrance to Diagon alley, head held high, black hair shining, and frost blue eyes kinda sad. Though she had known Igraine for a few months (another surprise of Rook's), they instantly clicked, and she loved the girl. A tear slipped down her face, and she took a breath wiping it away. "Come on." She whispered.
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Post by Molly, Max & Michelle Voltaire on Dec 10, 2005 18:20:33 GMT
Molly the tallest girl picked up her little sister, as her brother and there pet pig followed the stranger sulkley. They could tell that they were a berdon, but they didn't want to be here anymore than there new 'gardian' wanted them there.
Max had the pig on the leash, the pig they fondley called Sir Richard the great and mighty pink pig of the esttealian fortress and bunnies with pancakes on there head. He cleared his throat. "Where are we going?"
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on Dec 13, 2005 21:22:41 GMT
Morgan breathed, and managed what looked like a genuine smile. She had been nervous and come early, and had her lip pierced while she waited, before realizing that was probably a bad idea. Now she just fiddled with it inside her mouth, before looking down at the pig questioningly "What, pray tell, is that?" She asked. She looked at the children's forlorn faces. "Oh, I'm sorry. Um, you guys, are comeing to live with me, at Magic Horizons School of Witchcraft and wizardry." Her smile grew, and she looked at the baby, who immediately startred wailing. "Oh, um...Sorry."
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Post by Molly, Max & Michelle Voltaire on Dec 14, 2005 14:20:03 GMT
Molly instentley began cooing her little sister, giving the new caretaker a dirty look. It was obvious this woman had no expeirence with children. She looked at Max who eyed the lip ring with a mixture of digust and surprise. As Michelle began to settle down, Max whispered in Molly's ear: "What was Mum thinking?"
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