TheDookieNut

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

((Moving us towards the town more, within splitting distance.))

Andrew winced with each comment and he pushed the group forwards. His hand remained gripped on both his wife and his pistol. He couldn't lose her. If he had to sacrifice everyone else to save her, he'd doom the world to do it. Looking over at her, she seemed almost upset by the harsh reactions to Annie's mistake. It wasn't her fault. She was looking out for her friends more than anything.
"She'll be fine". Andrew smiled, climbing over one car, then turning to help his wife.

They walked quietly for some time before choosing to stop. They could see the first of many houses, and luckily, so far, no infected. However, it was neither a good sign nor a bad sign.
"I suggest we split here. Make it in towards those two houses-" the ones he pointed to were adjacent on either side of the street, both equal in height, room number and value. Everything looked peaceful. "-and we set up camp in the first on the left. Nick's group takes the left, well take the right."

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Awful migraine last night, sorry

SmallWonders && TDN

Roran grabbed up his sword and retightened his quiver.
"Eat. There will be no time whilst were walking." He gestured over the food she'd been trying to steal. They'd leave as soon as she was done. He needed the permission to leave, even if he had to lie in order to get it. "It's a three day walk." He added. He pulled at the two cords on his cloak and wrapped them further around his shoulders. He'd need to take her to one of the priests, and no doubt the King would need to know. Regardless, if he knew the King well enough, he'd want her dead. If it came to it, he'd take her into the god's Waste, if she was who he suspected, chances were they wouldn't die.

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Urgh, sorry for my delay. It's turn into Game of Thrones at work so I'm running around trying to make people not see me as a threat. I'll reply after work tomorrow.

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

George smiled and laughed. Magic really was something new to all people like Sadie. He knew they had stories, nursery rhymes; even he did.
"He's in Ravenclaw. First of my entire family.." He awkwardly shifted in his seat and pulled up his next card. "He's in his fourth year too, they probably know each other. Does your brother play Quidditch?" He realised soon after Sadie probably didn't know what Quidditch was. It wasn't like he knew any muggle sports to compare it to either. Regardless, he found it unlikely that she'd know. "It's fun. You'll probably enjoy it." Turning over a single goblin, he looked over the card and his almost hateful stare. The card was a little damaged due to use, something which seemed to have bothered the goblin in the picture. "It's pretty violent at times, or at least the professional stuff is." He'd never seen Hogwarts Quidditch before.

Outside the carriage, the countryside sped by. The world outside a blur, yet in the distance, the muggle city of Luton spat grey and brown onto the horizon. George's geography wasn't the best. He could see a town he did know though, located some miles to their left.
"You see that town there?" George pointed to the small blot on their left. "That's Ilkley. Its completely inhabited by wizards. There isn't a muggle in the entire town." The blonde dropped back into his seat and sighed. It was an awkward moment before he finally dropped his goblin Ace onto the table. Much like a lot of the cards, its suit was often difficult to tell. The goblin adjusted his jacket and brandished his own spades patch on both of his pockets. Perhaps it wasn't his day, before George could even notice, the compartment door slid open and a tall, thin student, already dressed in the black, blue and silver robes he'd been chosen to wear the same day four years ago, stepped inside.

"Fane packed my study books in with your stupid Duelling magazines again." Theodore stepped up onto the seat, ignoring both his brother and Sadie until he yanked the heavy leather trunk down onto the seats. He looked between the two of them and his brain ticked quickly. "Theo." He introduced, offering his hand out to Sadie. She wasn't freaking out about either of them... She seemed the same age as his brother... The simple fact she was almost buzzing in her seat. Muggleborn. He smiled a little and pulled his hand away.

"Yeah, this is-"

"I'm his brother. Your cards are smoking too much, best play faster. I don't expect them to have much game time left." The taller brunette yanked the trunk open and hunted around for a thickly bound, leather and ivory book from the bottom of George's trunk. He slammed the whole this shut and pulled out a wand that seemed almost too well cared for. He looked both ways before swishing his wand to lift the trunk up to a height he could manage. With both feet on the seats again, Theo pushed the trunk up onto the racking and dropped back down. It was something the boys did share in common that seemed to show. They both equally pushed strength over magical talent. Theo preferred to use his own body to move objects than rely solely on magic. George on the other hand, who currently knew very little on the subject, would, over time, prefer the strength of his own mind to push his magic to greater levels and more powerful standards.
"Mum needs to sort Fane out." Theo sighed before picking his book up and moving towards the compartment door.

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

I'm going to put Theo in Ravenclaw since he's clever, a future Wandmaker :) maybe he's a chaser, which would make the rivalry more dramedic?

Running. Dead. Infected. (The Walking Dead/The Last of Us Style RP)

Once tomorrow's shift is over, I'll be almost on regular shift patterns, so I'll reply tuesday

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

George only knew what he'd grown up hearing. Gryfindor was the house of Harry Potter, the now greatest wizard of all time. It was highly unlikely Sadie would know who he was. A lot of the muggle borns wouldn't know. Slytherin, on the other hand, was a house of blood-pride. All Purebloods desired to go there, well, most.
"They're the favourites. My mum says Gryfindor is for the brave and the strong, and that Slytherin is for the powerful and determined." It was hardly like he could say racist and evil. "Most people like to think they're brave or powerful." His stomach tossed and turned at the thought. He glanced down at his cards and placed down an eight of hearts. Two blonde haired females danced around the picture, blowing kisses his way. Had he been older, George would have made a remark about feeling too much like his 'late' father.

"I guess you'll get used to all the stuff in this world. My brother tells me that Hogwarts is far better than you can imagine. Seeing the castle for the first time is brilliant." He smiled. He pulled out another sweet and chewed timidly. Tangy, filled with juices.. George refused to swallow for a moment. It tasted soapy. He eventually swallowed and looked back at Sadie. "What did your parents say when you first got your letter?" He can't imagine what life must be like for a muggleborn to recieve a letter. To read about magic and then to finally find out they're magic too. It was a moment he'd never experience.

Year One [ Closed for TheDookieNut and El Taco Taco ]

I had a thought. We could stick both older siblings in the same year

The Superhuman Alliance Fighting for Earth (SAFE)

I'll try and get my post up tonight, then we can easily move on