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Now Entering: Hell ((open RP))
Kameo just didn't get it.
She'd heard all sorts of things about the "joke" house, mostly about it being terrible and very, very pink. Being a princess, although one with a masculine attitude, she didn't see how the latter detracted from the house's environment. And it had fondue! In summary, the reports conflicted. Thus, another result of being a princess: Not knowing what went on didn't sit well with the elf.
And thus, she left Hufflepuff's common room and searched out Sparklypoo. It wasn't that hard, as the organization of the place eventually made itself clear. Eight houses, eight corners? Something like that, anyway. Now standing in front of the Sparklypoo common room door--whether it be a painting, or otherwise--the elf realizd she couldn't get in.
So she stood outside, waiting for a passerby to enlighten her. A Sparklypoo member, preferably--from someone actually inside the house, a better picture could form.
She'd heard all sorts of things about the "joke" house, mostly about it being terrible and very, very pink. Being a princess, although one with a masculine attitude, she didn't see how the latter detracted from the house's environment. And it had fondue! In summary, the reports conflicted. Thus, another result of being a princess: Not knowing what went on didn't sit well with the elf.
And thus, she left Hufflepuff's common room and searched out Sparklypoo. It wasn't that hard, as the organization of the place eventually made itself clear. Eight houses, eight corners? Something like that, anyway. Now standing in front of the Sparklypoo common room door--whether it be a painting, or otherwise--the elf realizd she couldn't get in.
So she stood outside, waiting for a passerby to enlighten her. A Sparklypoo member, preferably--from someone actually inside the house, a better picture could form.
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"...What else...what are the decorations? What do people do outside of the salon?" First answer would confirm the 'pink everywhere' notion. The second, who knows.
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She cut herself off, her eyes suddenly narrowed. "Why Swan not see you before in Sparklypoopoo Common Room? Maybe you new student, or maybe you...SPY! TRICKY DICKY SPY! Swan not telling you anyting else about Sparklypoopoo House! It very blue inside! No sparklies! No Swan! No salon! No Noo-Noo (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teletubbies#Noo-Noo)! Only empty and blue!"
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"I'm a new student. Hufflepuff," she explained, scratching her head. Knowing this whack-job, that would likely make Miss Swan angry. Anyway, the specific denials provided a picture of the house: Pink, sparklies, the long-name Salon, and whatever 'Noo-noo' was.
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...Someone please tell her she just picked up Miss Swan's pronunciation.
With that, she reached into her money pouch and took out a few gold, runed coins. "...How about that haircut?" To make friends with a business owner, serve them. Politicians had to know these things, and yes, princesses counted as politicians--at least where Kameo came from.