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feeheeheeny · 02-04-2014, 12:51 AM

Text Cut: Culloden

Her expression softened a little at the squeeze on her shoulder, then Sophie turned to offer the Potions Master a remorseful frown. Her previous excitement over the Headmistress being chosen was completely wiped away because of Botros being there. THAT was no fun.

Who in their right mind had even voted for him? Were they CRAZY? Or did they think it was a popularity contest? Or did they put him as a joke and they didn't really think he'd get enough votes? Or did they, too, think the man was going to get to just EAT the pie?

So sad. "I'm glad you're not over there," Sophie told him lightly, as if they at least had something to be thankful for in this moment. If he had been on the ballot and gotten chosen, Sophie would already be standing in front of him to defend his honor. There was no way she'd let that happen. It was probably her unspoken duty as his protege anyway.

...Could she do the same for Botros? "Should I go tell him what's going to happen? Or d'you think it'd hurt his pride if I went in front of him? Like a shield?" It was a pathetic-sounding question, but her gaze was locked on the Runes professor and she couldn't stop frowning at him. "'cause he looks kind of... ready, and happy to be there, and I don't want him to get blindsided." She didn't understand it, if he DID know what was going to happen, but maybe Culloden did and could give her some insight on whether or not she could go defend the old man.

If he advised against it, yep. She was leaving like a total party pooper.

02-04-2014, 12:51 AM	#46 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,306 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11	Mod Babysitter \| be curious, not judgmental Text Cut: Culloden Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Cosgrach didn't mind Sophie's presence at all. If anything, he seemed somewhat relieved, because he was SURE she would somehow calm him down, especially if he tried to save Botros or Annie. He didn't care too much about the rest of the to-be-pied people, but those two were just... WRONG. He didn't--couldn't--smile at her, but he did squeeze her shoulder a little to acknowledge her. He hoped she saw he was too stressed to communicate much, though, and his eyes were restlessly by the door. Where were the rest of the professors? He was so concentrated on the door that he jumped slightly in shock when she nudged him, but bent down slightly towards her to hear the whisper better. He noted the voice and was pleased to see that she cared, but looked at her angrily. His anger wasn't towards her, though. It was towards the universe. *"It is,"* he said in distress. It WAS terrible! *"But I'm afraid not. He, himself, consented to it. He probably thinks it's eating* a pie." Which made it even more awful. His forehead was fully creased in worry now. "Maybe you should not watch it." Keep her respect for them and all. Her expression softened a little at the squeeze on her shoulder, then Sophie turned to offer the Potions Master a remorseful frown. Her previous excitement over the Headmistress being chosen was completely wiped away because of Botros being there. THAT was no fun. Who in their right mind had even voted for him? Were they CRAZY? Or did they think it was a popularity contest? Or did they put him as a joke and they didn't really think he'd get enough votes? Or did they, too, think the man was going to get to just EAT the pie? So sad. "I'm glad you're not over there*," Sophie told him lightly, as if they at least had something* to be thankful for in this moment. If he had been on the ballot and gotten chosen, Sophie would already be standing in front of him to defend his honor. There was no way she'd let that happen. It was probably her unspoken duty as his protege anyway. ...Could she do the same for Botros? "*Should I go tell* him what's going to happen? Or d'you think it'd hurt his pride if I went in front of him? Like a shield?*" It was a pathetic-sounding question, but her gaze was locked on the Runes professor and she couldn't stop frowning* at him. "'cause he looks kind of... ready, and happy to be there, and I don't want him to get blindsided." She didn't understand it, if he DID know what was going to happen, but maybe Culloden did and could give her some insight on whether or not she could go defend the old man. If he advised against it, yep. She was leaving like a total party pooper. __________________