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hh_mirror2009-08-28 09:33 pm
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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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, where she may or may not have been attempting to grow her own stash of catnip (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/928209.html?thread=45821137#t45821137). She came up behind Kameo and just stood there, way too close.no subject
Kameo turned around and stepped back at the same time, a little annoyed. "Hello? Do you want something?" Normally, Kameo would have the request here, but this person just got way too close for it to be regular friendliness.
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And then more silence. And more staring.
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"So...what do you want?"
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"What do you know about Sparklypoo?" the elf changed the topic, pointing at the door. Here we go, one more opinion. Unless the crazy person wouldn't answer the question, anyway--if that was the case, uh, Hogwarts was strange.
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Poor Kameo. It wasn't just pink that made the house hell. It was its inhabitants.
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"And?" Kameo pressed on. "Is it a bad place to live? Everythng's...not making sense." She would have said 'contradictory', but princesses don't have time to learn big words.
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"I see, a salon?" the elf repeated, making a mental note to see it sometime. She shifted her weight to one leg, and continued. "Anything else? I'm just...trying to figure it out, since it seemed promising during my Sorting." Confused princess is confused.
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"Anyting else? Yuhhhhh, of course anyting else! Anyting, everyTING!" she added.
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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.
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She found a young woman with pointy ears at the Sparklypoo door.
"You haven't seen a nasty big purple monster, have you?" inquired Miss P.
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"...No, sorry," Kameo admitted. "Has there been one?" she asked, purely out of curiosity. The elf wasn't afraid of anything at this point, and if she could take care of a problem, she could get known.
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She kicked the Sparklypoo door, but she wasn't really putting any effort into it. The door merely shook on its hinges, and held firm.
"I don't want to ruin the nail salon."