The Great Hall

Does hygiene just not click with him? Honestly, even I have some standards.

I back up a little bit, just try to escape the smell, "Yes, I can imagine you and me having a lot of fun together..."

"In fact I have a game in mind."

"Ooh, I like games; what sort of game is it?"

"I'll close my eyes, and point to one person in the room. After that, we go after them!"

"Sounds like fun! But if the person's pure like us, I say we leave 'em alone; 'ey don't deserve it."

"Oh of course! That goes without saying!"

"Alright. Aaaaaaaaaand, GO!"

I close my eyes and start pointing around the room, muttering to myself, "Eenie... meanie... minie... you." I stop at a Ravenclaw boy.

"You know 'im?"

"Nope. Let's go introduce ourselves. It's more polite that way..."

"What's the point? If you meet your prey, you just get all friendly with 'em and it makes it 'arder to 'urt 'em."

I look at him confused, "No it doesn't. After all, shouldn't you know the name of your killer?"

"Whatever. It's your game. Let's just get it over with."

I approach the boy with a friendly grin, "hello!"

Ravenclaw: "Umm hi?"

"Y'alright? People call me Phaze."

Phaze extended his hand to the Ravenclaw violently, his hand slicing the air.

Crouch: No sense of tact either it seems...

Ravenclaw: "Umm.. hello Phaze." I shake his hand

Crouch: "We found some interesting runes out in the grounds we were hoping you could help us with.."

"Yeah, see we thick in the 'ead, and you a Ravenclaw, so you must be smart right?"

Phaze's accent made the lie believable.

"Well... I can take a look I guess."

"'llright. Crouch, you show this kid where it is. I'll meet you 'ere."

Phaze disappeared under the table and faded into the shadows.

OOC Ummm... Don't you mean Phaze?

IC

"Okay follow me!" I start walking the both of us out.

LOL Best mistake I've ever made.

After coming back from my little hiatus with Sam, I find myself back in the Great Hall. You'd think I'd just gotten back from a funeral from the sullen expression that comes so naturally to my face. My silver hair was as reflective as ever.

I try to avoid the temptation to fly in or appear in any odd way so I just walk in, observing the place
"About the size of our kitchen..." i then spot a guy who looked pretty upset. I sit a ways away from him, trying hard not to stare at him. Plus, I was hungry, and his blood was tempting.

I turn my head so one of my eyes looks back at him with cold dead eyes.

I really am trying to avoid looking at him. Wind catches his blood in my nostrils and I shoot to my feet, covering my nose with my hand
"Why didn't I eat beforehand? Stupid..." I mutter

Curious as to the suspicious behavior, I get my wand out and follow behind him with the silence of a shadow.