Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-14800267-20130812065835/@comment-3468598-20130923212818

Hamish chuckled at the thought of pets not being allowed in school. But then he might be an exception to the rule if there was one, he couldn't get rid of his happy woodland friends if he wanted too. "Get Gepetto to carve you one, he did a great job on a side table we have.  I think he's still got a shop in town."  He tossed the suggestion with one of his usual lazy shrugs, before the blind girl headed back to class, honestly it baffled him that she hadn't thought about these things before.

Then he whirled back on the aggrivating Carmen.  "I don't know who you think you are,"  He began, tone even, but decidedly icy. ''' "But until you get a reality check, and an attitude adjustment, stay away from my dad's class.  Pop's doesn't need your attitude and outbursts inturuppting." He sneered.  "Besides, it's pretty obvious you aren't half as tough as you act, just desperate and pathetic." ''' Giving her one last derisve look her headed back to the class room himself. Just in time to hear the blind girl nattering on about the banjo. He held in a snort of laughter as he slipped into an empty seat close to the door. No point in wading through more students or running the risk of knocking Holly over with an unexpected gust of air.

((Blurgle flarg, been away, probably will be again, I feel a cold coming on. So I've excused my self from any conversations. Hamish'll be lurking about until I can commit more, but feel free to interact with him, I just can't promise a timely response.))