Re: The Fireplace

[Scorpius Malfoy]

Scorpius notices a chick skirtin' 'round da edges of the room. "What's crackin' girl," he says while bopping his head as if listening to some ghetto song. "Why you be sittin' over dere? I don't bite when I gots my grill in," he opening his mouth to show her his grill:

[Evan Rosier - Inactive]

Evan makes a cool gangsta hand sign at Scorp. "We'z cool, dawg."

Evan looks around, spotting a little creeper girl edging towards a corner table.

"Oi - you! What are ya doin', creepin' round like some pissy little Hufflepuff? Are you in the wrong House?"

[Marco Montague]

She froze and shut her eyes, letting out a breath. Caught. She turned around, still tucking her hair back compulsively. Wow, his grill was shiny. She had to blink because it was so shiny. "No I am most certainly not in the wrong house." She tried to say it all tough, but she knew it wasn't very good. She chewed on her lip, not sure what to do now. She couldn't very well sit at the table now that they'd spotted her, but she wasn't so sure about going to sit with them. They were a little... strange.

[Guest]

Tracey started cackling when she heard the girl, "Are you sure? This is Slytherin you know. Maybe you got lost on your way to Hufflepuff." Tracey said with a eyebrow risen upwards. She was such a bitch, but hell this girl looked too timid to be in Slytherin.

[Evan Rosier - Inactive]

Evan shrugs.

"You look pretty lost to me, kid. What are you, new here? You look like you're twelve..."

[Guest]

Tracey looked over at Evan and nodded, "I have to say Evan, I agree completely. Darling how old are you?" She said directed to the girl.

[Kiora Lupin]

Tony walked down from the dorms and accidentally bumped into the "Puff" girl. Oh well. He spotted Evan and gave a short wave. "Hey. What's goin' on here?" He flopped down on a couch.

[Marco Montague]

Flora lifted her chin, trying to look tougher than she was. "I'm fifteen, thanks." She attempted a scowl and crossed her arms, only to find herself knocking over sideways into a chair. Great, more people. She blinked up at him, surprised that he didn't even seem to notice. She tucked her hair back behind her ear, yet again, for like the zillionth time.

[Evan Rosier - Inactive]

Evan grins at his new mate Tony.

"Hey. Apparently fuckin' midget Puffs are getting lost and ending up in here now. As if you're fiftenn, darlin'. Keep it believable next time, eh?"

[Scorpius Malfoy]

"Why you be buggin' gurl?" he asks her. "Us peeps ain't that bad," he says. He can't help agree that this girl does seem a bit young. Maybe that's why she is terrified. He looks at her in shock when she says that she a fifth year, same as Faye. Well dayum! Faye is all bangin', and this girl looks like a baby fresh of dem streets where her momma popped her out under some red light.

[Claire McCann]

Faye enters and ignores Vanilla Ice, who is not her boyfriend when he is in gangster form.

[Guest]

Tracey noticed the entrance of yet another girl, but she was still focused on the girl she believed to be a Hufflepuff. "Seriously little lady, I think you should find your way back to your rightful common room." Tracey said with a smirk, "Us snakes aren't safe for little badgers to play with."

[Kiora Lupin]

Tony laughed. "Puffs? This isn't a House for Puffs." He smirked at the Puff girl's direction. "Better crawl back into your Badger hole, Puff." He looked around for some first years to torment.

[Evan Rosier - Inactive]

Evan stands up, bored.

"I'm out of here. Goin' to get a drink if anyone's game."

He heads for the exit, intent on the Hog's Head and a firewhiskey or five.

[Kiora Lupin]

Tony hopped up to follow Evan. "I'm game." He left.

[Marco Montague]

Flora blinks up at the dude with the bangin' grill, probably a little excessively. Her lip curls up in a bit of a snarl at the other guy. "I am not a midget 'Puff. And I SO AM fifteen!" She bopped her head back and forth like some Hannah Montana diva chick as she watched him leave.

[Guest]

Tracey just chuckled at the young girl, "You keep believing what ya want little one." The moment Tracey heard drink, she was up. "I'll come with you Evan, if you don't mind." She said.

[Scorpius Malfoy]

"Peace homies," Scorps says to the leaving guys. "Yo Faye!" he says when he spots his gurl enter the joint. "What you be doing in here?" he asks her. "I ain't seen you in ages!"

[Evan Rosier - Inactive]

"Whatever," Evan shrugs at Tony and Tracey, leaving the gangsta, the ice queen and the puff to their fun.

[Claire McCann]

Faye quirked a brow at the tiny midget Slytherin and she kept one arm bent at the elbow, moving her head around in a circle as she analyzed the person, "Gurl, I know ya did not just say dat you wurrrr my age. You look like you coulda be, like, eleven or some utha little shrimp age," she shook her head in an exaggerated fashion, like there was something in the air that was about to kill her. When you are ghetto, everything is over the top. She snapped her fingers, "I don't need no Hanny Montany diva shit up in hurrr. I will rip ya outta hurrr by yurr weave, gurl." She hears Scorpius and turns, tilting her head and her eyes get all wide, "Oh! Well, haaaaaaaaay! You ain't been 'round since yesternight. Why you all da way ova durrr?" She moves her head from side to side for no apparent reason, because ghetto people are freaking weird like that.

[Marco Montague]

Flora can't handle all the ghetto because her little fifteen year old self is the size of a pre-teen, and she just can't handle it. Now that there was some Bon Qui Qui like chick up in here, she really just wanted to get out. She scratched the side of her nose awkwardly, her hand wandering up to her hair that had just been threatened. "Right, then I'll just be going..." She turned to run toward the dormitories, hoping to find some place to hide learn to be ghetto wait for her sister to come and keep her company.

[Scorpius Malfoy]

"You bring yo ass to me," he counters from where he sits. "I ain't pickin' my ass up from this flossy ass seat. You know bettah than to be talkin' nonsense an' shit wid me! How many times do we go over dis? I'm the brotha and you da bitch in this relationship. I pay for dem nails you feel like you gots to have all da damn time. Learn to Ah-pree-ci-ATE." He watches as Flora leave the common room. "Peace quiet gurl."

[Claire McCann]

"OH HELL NAWH! YOU BETTAH NOT BE DISRESPECTIN' ME, YA LITTLE SONUVABITCH!" Faye stands up from her spot on the couch and glares over at Scorpius, snapping her fingers in a perfect Z formation mixed with a figure eight and some otha crazy ass shit. She throws some nonsense hand gestures and then exaggerates a pain in her chest, like Scorpius words were arrows to the heart, "I will not evah tolerate dis shit. I AM NOT YA PROPERTAYYYY. I ain't no bitch in any relationship, bokay? You receive da muthafuckin' privilege tah date ME, ya hurrrrrd me? I will nevah deal will dis shit. I ain't gunna do ya laundry and I ain't gunna get my ass up and walk to ya stupid, lazy, wangstah ass self. I WILL SHANK DA LIVIN' SHIT OUTTA YAH, VANILLUH. DON'T FUCKIN' TEST ME!" Her hands fumble to her hoop urrings that are so round, a rather large toddler could fit their hand through it, "SINCE NOBODY IS IN HURRRR I NEED TO TOSS MAH HOOP URRINGS!" She tosses them aside and snaps her fingers for emphasis, "Now, get ya lazy, ghetto ass behind ovah hurr before someone needs to call sa-currrrrrr-eeety."

[Scorpius Malfoy]

"Bitch, why you talkin' to me like dat. Whatchu talkin' to me like dat for? Huhhh? You t'ink you can be da one to boss me 'round in dis relationship?" He remains sitting on the couch cuz no way in da fuck is he getting up for her. Not now, after all them disrespect that be flying off dem Common Room walls. "Hells to the no sista! You gots another t'ing comin'. You bring yo fuckin' large white ass to meh. Yo ass dats so large 'n round cuz you been a baby mama four times, dat dem otha foo's don' wanna touch dat t'ing. I been good to you bitch! You bettah watch yo self and RESPECT!"

[Claire McCann]

"EX-CUUUUUUUUUUUSE YOU? Do ya think ya can say whatevah the fuck ya want to say up in dis biznis? Cuz, boiiiii, dat shit don't work hur. Not in mah bouncin' crib. IF I WANNA BOSS YA AROUND, I WILL DO SO!" Faye crosses her arm and does a slow motion headshake, pursing her lips in supreme ghetto fashion. She moves and twirls a strand of hair around her finger, placing the other hand on her hip, "Boiii, ya bettah get yaself a damn good apology for dat one, cause dere ain't no way in hell ya gettin' any til you come up with a damn good one!" She picked up a vase and threw it at Scorpius, "IF YA WANNA ACT LIKE DIS IS JERRY SPRINGURRR LET'S DO DIS FUCKIN' SHAT! DIS ASS WAS WANTED BY MANY AND STILL IS, YA LITTLE MUTHAFUCKA. I don't need ya pathetic, whiney ass shit. Gimme da damn respect I duh-freakin'-serve and I will give ya yurs. I WILL FUCK YA UP, SCORPIUS!" She picked up another vase and glared at him in a menacing manner. When Bon Qui Qui is angry, you back the FUCK up.

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