 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Annie literally JUMPED when the bird spoke. Squawked. Whatever. She knew birds couldn't REALLY talk, just like she couldn't REALLY be possessed by a s-s-s-spector, but still.
She was on edge. Her BROOCH was MISSING, people! Nobody forget that!
Adjusting her seat in the chair, Annie nervously nodded at Callie, half-afraid the bird would mimic her again and half-afraid if she spoke during the séance, a scary ghost voice would come pouring out of her. So she kept quiet and just watched with wide, apprehensive eyes as the Divination woman went about... séance-ing the room.
She wasn't at all surprised that Callie's idea of 'clearing her desk' involved shoving papers off it and onto nearby piles. How did she breathe in this room was beyond the redhead's comprehension. And a séance was almost beyond her comprehension altogether, so she took a moment to gather her courage to ask what it entailed while Callie finished fluttering around the room.
"Wh....wha....whaaaat will this séance inv-v-v-volve?" she found herself whispering as the other woman settled down at last. Great. Now she was all alone in a COMPLETELY dark room with a candle, a bird, and a crazy lady. Nothing to fear but fear itself, right?!
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