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Anna Banana · 05-09-2013, 11:50 PM

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Again, Peyton eyed the kneazle. Not much going on from that little guy, hmm? Or girl. Peyton couldn't tell from her angle. "Go ahead and take a seat, Miss Cambridge," she said. She gestured toward the empty chair on the other side of her desk. She'd barely had time to do that when the story just came spilling out, causing a slight wide-eyed glance from Peyton.

"First of all, Miss Cambridge, who are we referring to, and why did she wand-handle your kneazle?" Peyton asked. Details, details. Peyton was also beginning a walk around her desk and toward the creature. "Secondly, kneazles have a knack for landing on their feet. What exactly hit the floor, hmm?" She wasn't doubting the girl, but felines could do some pretty amazing things from heights. "Let me see," she said, gesturing for the girl to hand over her pet.

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Anna Banana Selkie Join Date: Nov 2007 Posts: 36,512 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eliza Bellerose Slytherin Second Year x1	Hiss!Roar!Growl!Caw! \| Hermione's Double \| The Little Three \| Alecate Text Cut: DaniDiNardo Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Lex gave the Professor a small smile when she was invited inside and followed her in. Felix was still refusing to do too much movement, choosing to swat at nothing every now and then. The woman had sat but she wasn't really sure if she'd be allowed to because she wasn't exactly invited to so she opted to stand with the Kneazle still cradled. Professor Barlow, she'd have to remember that. "I'm Alexa Cambridge." Second time saying this to a Professor today, hopefully this wouldn't go bad too. "I came here about my kneazle." She said holding up the somewhat disinterested creature. Looooooook at him. Tail barely swinging anymore and he was kinda clingy too. Something had to be wrong and it was ALL HEERRRR fault. "He's been wand handled ma'am," SEVERELY wand-handled, *" like held dangling in the air and such--you should have seen him screeching and the Professor didn't even care, then she dropped* him!"** HER baby was dropped. "I don't suppose he's injured but...I don't know, he's been acting kinda odd after, like hardly wanting to move, wobbling, clinging to most things. Should I be worried? Can you fix him?" Will her Daddy have to sue??????? Again, Peyton eyed the kneazle. Not much going on from that little guy, hmm? Or girl. Peyton couldn't tell from her angle. "Go ahead and take a seat, Miss Cambridge," she said. She gestured toward the empty chair on the other side of her desk. She'd barely had time to do that when the story just came spilling out, causing a slight wide-eyed glance from Peyton. *"First of all, Miss Cambridge, who* are we referring to, and why did she wand-handle your kneazle?" Peyton asked. Details, details. Peyton was also beginning a walk around her desk and toward the creature. "Secondly, kneazles have a knack for landing on their feet. What exactly hit the floor, hmm?" She wasn't doubting the girl, but felines could do some pretty amazing things from heights. "Let me see,"** she said, gesturing for the girl to hand over her pet. __________________