| Diricawl
Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Throne.
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Zahra Kettleburn
Seventh Year |  Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen
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Originally Posted by Droo  He chuckled at VP Lainey. He liked her.
"I like the UK, I'm sure it's very different from Italy, though I can't be sure, as I've only gone there on Holiday, but I can tell you with certainty the UK is much better than Romania..." He said laughing.
"So are you excited to go back to Hogwarts? I am. Greingoth and I had amazing times there." He said and then he heard the Branxton woman.
"The VP made a command decision and we followed... Literally. Which seems she is now taking back." That's why they had walked. "It's not so bad. A little exercise never hurt anyone."
Oh it had been her idea? Good to know. Also good to know that when VP Lainey gave commands, people followed. "I command you all do synchronized hokey pokey. Or maybe unsynchronized." Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "I would definitely suggest asking one of the students," Annie spoke up. What, she couldn't help overhearing Lainey every now and then. The woman still spoke like she was delivering an anti-House Elf lecture or something. "I'm sure they'll be fawning all over you two."
The legends. Rae & Lainey. Hopefully they would... interact with the children and allow her to read in the corner of the train in peace. Was that too much to ask? Really? Was it?
Directing her attention back toward Amoroso, Annie's brow furrowed some. "Romania... hmm. The Daily Prophet must have their sources wrong...again." No surprises there, but she didn't care. Syllie had already written a flattering piece about her promotion so the rest of the paper could down in flames for all she cared.
"I am excited to return, yes. I do hope the castle has been kept up in terms of maintenance." She frowned, knowing that the groundskeeper she had worked with in the past was long gone. "So you know the Minister from school, I take it?"
COUGH. GAG. SPLUTTER. DRY HEAVE.
No big deal. Just something in her throat. "Excuse me." Quote:
Originally Posted by Tegz Trouble. Battering Ram. West. Whirlwind. Take your pick. With new broom over his shoulder (because he was NOT letting go of it no matter what. All the rest of his stuff was already loaded on the train except his NEW BROOM), West hurtled toward the gaggle of adults.
Not without purpose mind you. "Aunt Cece, Aunt Cece, did you see where Aspen went? I don't know where she is. Did you see my new broom? This is my broom." He hefted it. "I don't have any money for the food trolley. I lost my dad. And my sister. Can you make Vivi buy me stuff? Can you buy me stuff? I'll be the ONLY one on the train that can't get stuff." Here he inserted the well practiced puppy dog look. "Where's Mo? How come Mo isn't here? Can Mo come here next year? I'll show him around and everything."
Seemingly only just noticing other adults, West looked them over curiously, noted first the pretty hair of that one (it was red and glowy) and then the empty mug of Missus Lainey, which he got all interested about. He could use that to collect donations! Food trolley donations!
Also.
"Hi."
And also also, "Just so you all know, you're probably all too big to go on the roof. You'll get knocked off or squished in the tunnels." Just so they knew.
"You would need to measure us to know that for sure. Plus, tunnels change, you know. Things grow in them, little boys grow. Mountain trolls. Bats. Vampires. Hey cool broom though! If I were you, I'd just fly to Hogwarts. Bet ole Leon wouldn't mind a BIT."
Good sound advice from one A. Lainey. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "Are you mad?" Cassandra certainly looked at Anj as if she was mad, if she thought it was possible that Cassandra would suggest a walk. She was willing to walk. She was not opposed to the act of walking. It was just that it wasn't her natural inclination to turn a day out into exercise.
"I'm in favor of frivolity in its place. And flying carpets are illegal, which makes them automatically cool, doesn't it?" Heck, the Branxtons had a flying carpet, although they were only permitted to use it abroad. Mo, in particular, was a fan.
And then she almost got a broom to the head as West Odessa appeared as a miniature tornado-child. It took a moment to sort out all the many many thoughts/feelings/questions/concerns/issues that were flung at her, and she put out a hand to rest on the top of his head as she worked on a response.
"West, I just got here and haven't had time to see anyone but the Headmistress, Mr. Amoroso, and Professor Lainey. I'm sure Aspen is waiting for you on the train." Aspen was responsible and level-headed, and that was exactly the right place to be... therefore, that was where Aspen was. She admired the broom, especially once it moved away from her face. Boys and brooms. Sigh.
She fished a Galleon from her pocket. "One Galleon for trolley food, and you can ask Vivi yourself for more. Have you seen her? She wanted to bring herself today."
And that roof thing? It was disturbing. She gave the Headmistress a side-long glance to see if she'd picked up on it. "Is it Tuesday? I'm only mad on Tuesdays." Lainey prodded her Rae, gently, but still a prod. Just because.
And also... "Hey Rae? This is weird, you know. I mean, weird for us even." Just saying. She'd agreed to come on this tour, and even thought it a good idea, but... it was still weird and best to just acknowledge it now. Quote:
Originally Posted by Conner Truebridge -or Truebridges, really, as the elder was carrying the wriggling younger- was, as usual, quiet in his approach. It had taken all of six seconds to spot the wife. His Annie. With her flaming hair a beacon that still, as always, pulled him in. Gravity and such.
Likely he would have remained perfectly silent and unnoticed if it wasn't for his son also immediately noting red hair and calling out for his mother in a thoroughly gleeful burble of a voice.
Zan cleared his throat.
They had come to see Annie off, obviously.
.... cue SUP nod. Sup. It'd worked on the other BoGs, so why not mutually former History Professors?
Just to be sure, Lainey SUP'd him again. She was getting the hang of it.
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