Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20151019055431/@comment-27075534-20151226190853

((late late late! I'm sorry for the slow replies; I'm not very quick but I think I have a plan for where to take this rp. ;p Do you have a skype? We can chat there! ))

Mariya dove to scoop the girl up. And, from that vantage point, she squinted. She edged closer by Calli's shoulder to look at the image - no, to glare at it - her mouth drawn thin with scrutiny. Her face tightened, her eyes narrowed... and then she laughed. A jolly old bellow shook the room as she clapped her hand on Calli's shoulder.

"Is good picture!" She snorted, helping her to her feet. "I don't like Professor Rumplestiltskin myself; too cruel to younger students."

She folded her blue-black bangs over her eyes and grimaced, in a rough approximation of the angry little imp.

"'Two hundred year detention!!!'"  Mari mocked, their near-identical accents helping the impression. With a grin, she readjusted her hair under her tiara, and crossed her arms. " Vhen they are young you must be kind to them!  He doesn't know this yet he also vants small children!"

It was her turn to get out her own device - a powder-blue mirrorpad that, without a protective case, had definitely looked a lot less battered when it was issued to her at the start of the semester. Mari flicked through the images: a couple gym selfies, pictures of food, pictures of people in hockey uniforms,  pictures of people in hockey uniforms  eating food, that one viral video of Duchess beating the snot out of Sparrow after their breakup went public... and finally, candid shots of a nebbish looking golden lion.

"Konrad is Lion Prince." Mari held the Mirrorpad up for Calli to see. "From, ah... one of the Beauty and Beasts? He is good Prince, but... not good Lion. Not brave enough, I think. I met him in detention, after one time vhen I throw snowball at the fat Grimm."

She handed Calli the device to flip through - pictures of Konrad the lion with a tiny party hat on his head as Madeline Hatter served him a birthday cake of questionable structal integrity, Hunter Huntsman sleeping on Konrad's soft lion tummy as the Rebels congregated on the sofa in front of the television, and Raven Queen taking a selfie with Konrad... the nebbish looking blond teenage boy. Next to Mari, his human form was probably half a head shorter.

"I am showing him my friends, otherwise he vill not find friends himself!" Mari chuckled fondly. "One day, I vill teach him to be more, ah, rebellious."'

The telltale tinkle of magic caught her eye. A tiny twinkling glowing cloud had materialised in the air - an incense message - just the school office reminding Mari that her application for the bookball pitch had been approved for the afternoon, and the EAH Hockey Team would have it all day when the clock struck twelve.

Mari's grin lasted a good three seconds... before a second cloud appeared.

Calli Latrans, it said in twinkly text''', your application to use the bookball pitch has been approved for today. The EAH Lacrosse Team may practice there until evening, from the moment the clock strikes twelve. '''

Mari glanced at her roomate with both bemusement and a slow-burning streak of competiton in her eyes. She'd spent the last week on a waiting list to use the field - she wasn't going to let an administrative error and a Lacrosse team stop her.