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BanaBatGirl · 02-02-2014, 07:46 PM

Text Cut: Cutty & Fern

Hmm, had she met this little boy before? Bunz squinted at him to try to see if she recognized his face, but evidently her eyes weren't yet awake. The boy's face still appeared blurry. Hmm. "Good morning..." And the girl, did she know her too? No? Again with the squinting... the Headmistress shook her head and wiggled her fingers bye bye to the pair. "Good day... stay out of trouble now..."

Naturally she had no idea about the real reason those two were up here. No idea. Cosgrach though...

Quote:

Originally Posted by StarShine

Really, kids, go. Cosgrach was trying to decide whether he should ignore them, but he couldn't think long. Annie had come, and distracted him by ~~her roots--didn't she know she could do colouring?~~ sitting next to him.

"Hello Annie," he said, and distantly heard the boy--he was good at ignoring, y'know, and thinking that they were finally gone, glanced sideways at his Headmistress and took some eggs on his plate.

"Slept well?"

"Hello," she turned a beaming, bright white smile on him. "I did, did you?" He looked a little tired, to be honest... but hopefully he hadn't noticed her roots? She squinted at the assortment of foods on the table and added some ~~what she thought were~~ blueberries to her porridge. "How are your lessons going?"

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BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	n'aww Fern :3 Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Text Cut: Cutty & Fern Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah "Good morning, Headmistress Truebridge." He acknowledged the school's Headmistress with the parting salutation. Being dismissed, he would not linger. Instead, he headed straight for the Slytherin table...and Quimbley was coming whether by will or force. Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs Oh! Oh no! It was the headmistress. Fern's fashion idol. Professor Elwood had the most fabulous collection of jingly bracelets, and Professor Bellaire wore dragon skin dresses, but Headmistress Truebridge belonged to a class all her own. She always wore the cutest heals and boots, and her outfits were always color coordinated and fashion forward, and her hair was always perfectly coifed. She WAS fashion. The living embodiment. Oftentimes, Fern wondered why Headmistress Truebridge was a headmistress when she could so easily be the chief editor of Style Sorcery and have VIP front seats and backstage passes for all of the best fashion shows. Normally, Fern wouldn't have complained, not when this meant that she got to see Headmistress Truebridge's fashion choices on a daily basis. Today, however, she was wishing Headmistress Truebridge was A. Truebridge with a London penthouse and an office in DA. Fern shook her head, trying to get her bushy hair to better hide her face, and she shoved her free hand into her pocket in order to hide her dark orchid nails. "Hello, Headmistress," she said in the very lowest voice she could manage, before feeling the chain on her wrist yanked again - this time not in protest to her movement, but instead pulling her along. Fern turned and followed Cuthbert without complaint, keeping her head down. Hmm, had she met this little boy before? Bunz squinted at him to try to see if she recognized his face, but evidently her eyes weren't yet awake. The boy's face still appeared blurry. Hmm. "Good morning..." And the girl, did she know her too? No? Again with the squinting... the Headmistress shook her head and wiggled her fingers bye bye to the pair. "Good day... stay out of trouble now..." Naturally she had no idea about the real reason those two were up here. No idea. Cosgrach though... Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Really, kids, go. Cosgrach was trying to decide whether he should ignore them, but he couldn't think long. Annie had come, and distracted him by ~~her roots--didn't she know she could do colouring?~~ sitting next to him. "Hello Annie," he said, and distantly heard the boy--he was good at ignoring, y'know, and thinking that they were finally gone, glanced sideways at his Headmistress and took some eggs on his plate. "Slept well?" "Hello," she turned a beaming, bright white smile on him. "I did, did you?" He looked a little tired, to be honest... but hopefully he hadn't noticed her roots? She squinted at the assortment of foods on the table and added some ~~what she thought were~~ blueberries to her porridge. "How are your lessons going?" __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind