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SilverTiger · 01-19-2011, 11:25 PM

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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu

Friends wrote to each other? Well, yeah, no foolin'. Some professor Bishop was. Stating the obvious. Of course friends wrote to each other when they were apart. That's why Ellie was going to write to Nia and Reyn. Duh.

"I still don't know why you asked about a letter...." Did she care to explain herself at all? Or was she trying to confuse Ellie? That was just MEAN.

Evil lady.

Well...
If she wasn't going to talk... and with this being hours after the feast.... this was a bit awkward, yeah?
But Ellie wasn't about to make that obvious. Oh no, if she owned the floor, she was going to OWN it.

"Very well then. I believe I was talking at the feast, yeah?" Until Moretti went and intervened. HMPH. But, no matter, it was still her turn if they were 'continuing', yeah? Yeah.

So Ellie just went right ahead and spoke without giving much thought as to what she was saying, as if there hadn't been an extensive intermission of Moretti and the feast and the common room and sleeping and the waiting just now. Nope, none of that happened.

What were they talking about exactly? Other than replacing Reyn....Hmmmmm..... Eh, whatevs.

"You have no right to replace Reyn like that. Just strutting into the castle and taking his spot, acting smug, rearranging his office..." Ellie gestured around the room. POUT. Now, all of the sudden, she was sad again. And angry...gahhhh, they need to come up with a word for this emotion! Sangry...or...Aad...or...SOMETHING. "You didn't know him. You didn't know what he was like, or how he dressed, or what his most prized possession was or how tall he was, even! You just kicked him into the streets, didn't you? Just took the first chance you got to barge in?" Because Reyn SO could have come back. He could've. He could've convinced Ginger to let him continue teaching..or Ellie could herself. She was a ginger! They would have gotten along, she was sure! But nooooo, before Reyn even had the chance to change his mind, or Ginger to change hers, Bishop had come in as if she was wanted.... Which, Ellie felt, was a good point. "You think you're wanted here, don't you? Or needed? Well, I have news for you...Front page of the Daily Prophet says that WE," The whole school, obviously, "Don't need you. Nor do we want you. So you can magic this room back to the way Reyn had it, pack your bags, and go." HMPH.

At some point in that jumbled mess of words Ellie had gone from shouting to sobbing. Honestly, she was glad she decided on coming without Treyen. She didn't want him to see the state she was in. She didn't even want Bishop to see her. So when her speech was over, she pulled her feet up onto the chair, covering her face with her knees.

To think that a teacher she barely knew could make her break down like this...was pathetic to Ellie. But she knew it wasn't just Reyn....it was JD and Nia and probably even Becca from the year before, though she hardly knew her, and Carlton as well. Reyn was just easiest to be sad over, she supposed. More people knew him. More people would understand.

Except for Bishop, who didn't seem to understand at all.

SOB.

Tuning in to things, Renée didn't let her neutral expression falter as she got a bit more of an idea what Ellie thought of her, but she shrugged as the letter came back into focus. Namely, her idle question about the one the girl had been thinking of sending to the former professor, but she wasn't going to say anything to that effect. "Just an idle comment. No need to dwell on that," she said, just as idly. Especially as the ravenclaw seemed to take her subsequent statements as a cue to rant. Again. Although most of the previous rants had remained quiet.

It was really quite amazing how much vitriol could be in such a tiny body. Not to mention how much misunderstanding, disappointment, and all other sort of strong emotions. She could tell it wasn't actually all because of the absence of Nolan, but she also knew the misdirection and disappointment was making her the target. The comment about rearranging his office was fascinating, though. Considering it had been any number of other professors' offices before his, that argument could even have been addressed to her beloved professor. She wouldn't say anything, though. Pointing out hypocrisy wasn't the way. "I wouldn't say I replaced him. Not as a person, as that is completely impossible. I was hired to fill in after his departure, true. But he had left before I came," she said calmly, folding her hands on her desk. "Perhaps you should take it up with Headmaster Tate, if you feel the time for changing minds wasn't allowed. Or that everyone doesn't want me here." It seemed obvious to herself that the headmaster hadn't wanted the position left open on the odd chance Nolan would chose to return. Or that his reason for leaving would change to allow it. She was fairly certain she wouldn't have been hired if he'd thought she wasn't needed or wanted. "By the way, I can tell you that I know" Nolan "Professor Reynolds is very good at helping people pursue their chosen paths in life." That was definitely something she could make a sure statement about, and also was the reasoning behind her own letter plan.

As Ellie scrunched back into her chair to hide her tearstained face, Renée quietly magicked a box of tissues over to the chair, letting it rest on the floor near her feet. She wasn't entirely unfeeling, after all. She was sad that the girl was so upset over it all, and was struggling to adapt. It seemed Bowie sensed that as well, as at the sign of movement, she glanced down to see the crup puppy creeping toward Ellie with a slight whine, before coming to a stop a few feet away from the chair. The puppy was unsure, but wanted to help anyway.

"Just a quick question, and I simply ask you to humor me for a moment," she said, out of curiosity, and maybe a tiny need to point out hypocrisy. "If any other professor was in this position, other than myself or Professor Reynolds, would you still feel this way? Like Professor Descoteaux, perhaps?" Of course, she knew Jared wouldn't have come anywhere near teaching Divination, but she had a feeling his name could hit on something. And besides, Ellie hadn't heard her conversation with the Charms professor at the feast anyway.

01-19-2011, 11:25 PM	#24 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,215 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Is it bad that, in a way, Ellie amuses me right now? Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Friends wrote to each other? Well, yeah, no foolin'. Some professor Bishop was. Stating the obvious. Of course friends wrote to each other when they were apart. That's why Ellie was going to write to Nia and Reyn. Duh. "I still don't know why you asked about a letter...." Did she care to explain herself at all? Or was she trying to confuse Ellie? That was just MEAN. Evil lady. Well... If she wasn't going to talk... and with this being hours after the feast.... this was a bit awkward, yeah? But Ellie wasn't about to make that obvious. Oh no, if she owned the floor, she was going to OWN it. "Very well then. I believe I was talking at the feast, yeah?" Until Moretti went and intervened. HMPH. But, no matter, it was still her turn if they were 'continuing', yeah? Yeah. So Ellie just went right ahead and spoke without giving much thought as to what she was saying, as if there hadn't been an extensive intermission of Moretti and the feast and the common room and sleeping and the waiting just now. Nope, none of that happened. What were they talking about exactly? Other than replacing Reyn....Hmmmmm..... Eh, whatevs. "You have no right to replace Reyn like that. Just strutting into the castle and taking his spot, acting smug, rearranging his office..." Ellie gestured around the room. POUT. Now, all of the sudden, she was sad again. And angry...gahhhh, they need to come up with a word for this emotion! Sangry...or...Aad...or...SOMETHING. "You didn't know him. You didn't know what he was like, or how he dressed, or what his most prized possession was or how tall he was, even! You just kicked him into the streets, didn't you? Just took the first chance you got to barge in?" Because Reyn SO could have come back. He could've. He could've convinced Ginger to let him continue teaching..or Ellie could herself. She was a ginger! They would have gotten along, she was sure! But nooooo, before Reyn even had the chance to change his mind, or Ginger to change hers, Bishop had come in as if she was wanted.... Which, Ellie felt, was a good point. "You think you're wanted here, don't you? Or needed? Well, I have news for you...Front page of the Daily Prophet says that WE," The whole school, obviously, "Don't need you. Nor do we want you. So you can magic this room back to the way Reyn had it, pack your bags, and go." HMPH. At some point in that jumbled mess of words Ellie had gone from shouting to sobbing. Honestly, she was glad she decided on coming without Treyen. She didn't want him to see the state she was in. She didn't even want Bishop to see her. So when her speech was over, she pulled her feet up onto the chair, covering her face with her knees. To think that a teacher she barely knew could make her break down like this...was pathetic to Ellie. But she knew it wasn't just Reyn....it was JD and Nia and probably even Becca from the year before, though she hardly knew her, and Carlton as well. Reyn was just easiest to be sad over, she supposed. More people knew him. More people would understand. Except for Bishop, who didn't seem to understand at all. SOB. Tuning in to things, Renée didn't let her neutral expression falter as she got a bit more of an idea what Ellie thought of her, but she shrugged as the letter came back into focus. Namely, her idle question about the one the girl had been thinking of sending to the former professor, but she wasn't going to say anything to that effect. "Just an idle comment. No need to dwell on that," she said, just as idly. Especially as the ravenclaw seemed to take her subsequent statements as a cue to rant. Again. Although most of the previous rants had remained quiet. It was really quite amazing how much vitriol could be in such a tiny body. Not to mention how much misunderstanding, disappointment, and all other sort of strong emotions. She could tell it wasn't actually all because of the absence of Nolan, but she also knew the misdirection and disappointment was making her the target. The comment about rearranging his office was fascinating, though. Considering it had been any number of other professors' offices before his, that argument could even have been addressed to her beloved professor. She wouldn't say anything, though. Pointing out hypocrisy wasn't the way. "I wouldn't say I replaced him. Not as a person, as that is completely impossible. I was hired to fill in after his departure, true. But he had left before I came," she said calmly, folding her hands on her desk. "Perhaps you should take it up with Headmaster Tate, if you feel the time for changing minds wasn't allowed. Or that everyone doesn't want me here." It seemed obvious to herself that the headmaster hadn't wanted the position left open on the odd chance Nolan would chose to return. Or that his reason for leaving would change to allow it. She was fairly certain she wouldn't have been hired if he'd thought she wasn't needed or wanted. "By the way, I can tell you that I know" Nolan "Professor Reynolds is very good at helping people pursue their chosen paths in life." That was definitely something she could make a sure statement about, and also was the reasoning behind her own letter plan. As Ellie scrunched back into her chair to hide her tearstained face, Renée quietly magicked a box of tissues over to the chair, letting it rest on the floor near her feet. She wasn't entirely unfeeling, after all. She was sad that the girl was so upset over it all, and was struggling to adapt. It seemed Bowie sensed that as well, as at the sign of movement, she glanced down to see the crup puppy creeping toward Ellie with a slight whine, before coming to a stop a few feet away from the chair. The puppy was unsure, but wanted to help anyway. "Just a quick question, and I simply ask you to humor me for a moment," she said, out of curiosity, and maybe a tiny need to point out hypocrisy. "If any other professor was in this position, other than myself or Professor Reynolds, would you still feel this way? Like Professor Descoteaux, perhaps?" Of course, she knew Jared wouldn't have come anywhere near teaching Divination, but she had a feeling his name could hit on something. And besides, Ellie hadn't heard her conversation with the Charms professor at the feast anyway. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥