Rose of the Castle

Rosemary Scarlett Verin || 4th year || Slytherin || Pureblood but whatever :D :D <3

(Truly a rose- beautiful, smells sweet and of innocence, but thorns that will make you bleed)

Wha…?

charlotte-d-bellerose:

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The same could be said about ritual killings.

Fair enough. Still though. Bored.

(Source: rosemary-verin)

posted: 1 month ago

Wha…?

charlotte-d-bellerose:

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Oh come on, use that smart head of yours. I’m sure you could narrow it down to a few people.

Oh, perhaps I can, Charlotte. Perhaps.

Regardless, I’m bored to death. 

(Source: rosemary-verin)

posted: 2 months ago

Wha…?

charlotte-d-bellerose:

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A secret admirer, perhaps?

Maybe! Oh, that would be so exciting. I just can’t imagine who that could be, at all.

(Source: rosemary-verin)

posted: 2 months ago
#me

Wha…?

charlotte-d-bellerose:

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The poor creature. You’re not nearly as happy about it as I thought you’d be, dear.

Oh, I’m positively excited. I was just in shock, of course. I can’t imagine who it could possibly be.

(Source: rosemary-verin)

Wha…?

I just received an anonymous letter…! [smiles]

leo-marcus-flint:

[he senses the slight tension in the way she speaks and sits, and he’s slightly amused that he can bring such a reaction from her (ooc: although he’s unaware it’s  due to the lack of killing she has been able to do recently)]

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Point taken. I’ve got ways to go before I have planned out everything for the experiment, but I will take your thoughts into account. [gathers his things before getting up and leaving] She does have some intellect, I suppose.

[smiles] Well it was fun talking to you, Leo! Let me know if you think up anything else.

leo-marcus-flint:

A shame… (ooc.: he didn’t mean any bit of that LOL) but that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about creating a completely different species of herbivore humans. [sighs like the way he does when he feels like he’s talking to people below his intellectual level]

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Right, I get that, and you still have yet to explain how precisely you would go about doing this. I’d love to hear.

[She knows what he’s thinking and what the sigh means. How irritating- but she tries to  remain calm and easygoing. It’s difficult, however- at the ball she got to injure, but not kill. She is not at ease.]

I simply said that if you did it cold turkey, there would be nothing left to create; and you seem to have rejected the possibility of doing so gradually. Please enlighten me.

posted: 4 months ago

leo-marcus-flint:

[doesn’t care if she’s interested or not. He’s not very busy right now anyways, so he decides to just talk]

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The appendix serves no purpose in the human body today, but there is a theory that it may have been there to digest cellulose like grass or something of that sort. I thought maybe we could put a human strictly on a grass and other vegetable diet, and see if the body adapts. I understand that it takes years for evolution to take its toll, but I think with a little help of magic, I could somehow accelerate the process… [becomes lost in his thoughts]

[While anatomy is fascinating, the human appendix is not particularly interesting to Rosemary. She feigns interest.]

Really? But haven’t people been on strictly vegetable diets and died from malnutrition? It’d have to be more of a societal thing, involving the gradual reduction of protein, otherwise they’d all just die off.

posted: 4 months ago

leo-marcus-flint:

There’s no point in telling her in detail. She wouldn’t care anyways… She’s not… Ella.

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[thinks briefly how and what to tell her] Nothing new… no. I just had a brief thought as I was going through the physiology of the digestive system.

[Smiles to herself- Ella, huh? Perhaps this seemingly chilly classmate was not completely so. Rosemary would have to tuck away that piece of information- Ella- for future reference. It could come in handy- though Ella was fairly alright, Rosemary didn’t think she’d do anything to the girl.]

The digestive system? [She thinks of what she knows of it from cutting open people’s stomachs.] What was the thought?