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Originally Posted by
Davvy_Wavvy 
What was this blatant lack of home training and walking disregard for order and all things decent doing? Where was the grounds keeper and the deputy head master? Did they not see this student when she stepped off the train? Did they not see her when she walked into the sacred halls of this .f- no well..institution?
Oh no sweetie, not on her watch and not at this table.
Professor Bellaire got up from her seat (throne) and looked the girl up and down. NO she wasn't even going to start with her request for a throne. She was going to start with the appalling state of her uniform.
"See you have two choices. You adjust that tie and blouse right this instant, and will also let me adjust the length of that skirt, as well as the height of those heels or you can have detention. There are no 'if' 'buts' or 'maybes'. Am I clear ..Miss...? And while you're at it, let me have your name."
Sooooo who was this lady exactly? Ruby turned slightly and plastered a sweetly innocent smile on her face. Like really, who was she hurting? Ruby was
simply expressing her
individuality. Aware that she had possibly gained an audience thanks to the volume and everything, Ruby just met the woman's gaze, raised one eyebrow, and dropped her cushion at her feet. Then she proceeded to 'adjust' her tie and her blouse, by loosening said tie a little more, and popping the collar. That
was an adjustment. She
was following directions.
"Oh Professor," -Assuming she was one of those and not just some random old lady trying to lord it over everyone because she couldn't control people her own age (or why else was she here and not up there with the other adults?)-
"Thanks bunches, but I don't think my skirt could possibly get any shorter without putting on a show! Kind of you to offer though!"
As for her name, well. Still with that sweetly polite smile in place she offered her hand.
"Ruby Banner. So nice to meet you, Professor...?" Did she have a name or could Ruby make one up?