A tall, lean man in faded jeans, a well-worn white button-down shirt, a loose tan suede jacket and a pair of steel-toed Wolverines that had seen better days appears in the Sorting Room. He looks around and runs a hand through his scruffy blond hair in puzzlement, and then his blue eyes fall upon the table of application forms. He ambles over, picks one up to read, then shrugs and pulls a pen (ballpoint, as he's trying to be what Bunny once called an honest man these days) from his pocket.
( Henry, why do I think for some reason this is all your fault? )"I have read the
hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _____CM_______
I have read the
hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ____CM_______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____CM______.
One day, marmalade and cream cheese sandwiches will rule the world. _____CM________"
((NOTE to Rupert Penry-Jones fans: I've tried to stay away from Spooks-specific images for Charles' icons. If anyone ever wants to app as Adam Carter, I don't think there will be a conflict, and I'd be glad to do the meta thing with an h_h Adam. :D))