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Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year | Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Quote:
Originally Posted by Tazenhani Oh well now, didn't she look nice. Comfy, cozy. Even had time to make herself a quaint cup of tea. Did the other Professors even get to make themselves tea? Or did they have to beg the house elves?
At least she didn't see any fluffy slippers. That probably would have driven her right over the edge. But no, the woman had some foresight and probably left them under her comfy, floofy mattress. And yes, floofy not fluffy, because if she was denying other Professor's sleeping quarters, then they went to her and that was an automatic upgrade from fluffy to floofy.
Balling her fists, Amur took an equally long, hard look at the woman. They could do this here, or they could do this privately. Amur decided in a pinch that here was good. Privately, the woman would be on her own turf and have the advantage. Not to mention, escape routes were less available if she needed them.
Taking in a shaky breath, Amur moved forward two steps and then stopped. "You are a very merciless woman." She didn't yell, she didn't scream, she didn't even froth and foam at the mouth. Each word was simple, plain fact. As plain as day.
"I know. I know what you have done to the Professors and goodness knows to who else." Elves too, but she had promised Zander that would be their project together. Might be a null-point after this. "I know what type of living conditions you force them to endure. What you do to those who know. And I'm here to tell you, the cat's out of the bag. I know what you've done, and I ain't afraid of you." Well, she was, but she couldn't exactly say that.
Hi, we've never met before. I'm Amur Neverwinter. And you. Are. Busted. Mmmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmm. Maybe it was because her brain was a little bit fuzzy/in need of more tea, or maybe it was because this was just another Gryffindor child spouting nonsense to Anastasia, but all the Headmistress could think at this point in time was ...
"Great prank," she let out a loud, harsh laugh which seemed to ricochet off every piece of pink furniture surrounding her stone gargoyles. The laugh seemed to continue long after it had ended, due to the slight echo of this enclosed space. But once she was done, there wasn't a trace of humor on Annie's expression. She leaned down toward the Gryffindor in all her intimidating glory, matching her tone word for word with an ice-cold, snow melting, cold faucet dripping, unadulterated, vile, loathing tone of her own.
"Great prank, but I'll admit to nothing. I'm not afraid of you either, girlie, but I am AFRAID THAT I DESERVE an explanation. WHAT conditions do you KNOW OF? Have you SEEN the bathtub where Botros relaxes, or the spa Bellaire retreats to? What about Quigley's direct floo to his house? Or Flamsteed's walk-in collection of dry-clean-only suits? Do you even KNOW where Morgan keeps all her kittens?!!"
WELL? DID SHE? Quote:
Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE He stumbled back a bit from tickling the chin of one of the Gargoyles when he heard the voice behind in. He quickly regained himself by turning and moving his back to the wall. "Headmistress, I was just coming up to see you." Right right. "Need? I thought I was supposed to come see you once I've settled back in." ...and he was so here he was trying to get up to her Office. "Could have sworn 'Self Destruct' would have been it, and with detonative results."
This was to be some kind of evaluation on her part to see if he was mentally stable now? Maybe? Who's to say if these clever quips are just Aegis being a smart-mouthed Lion, or he was wearing a Mask? She can decide that. "I can see that," she pointed out. Obviously he was coming to see her or he wouldn't be here trying to guess passwords, now would he. Why did Aegis seem so SHIFTY though? Shifty and like he was hiding something...
A ghost of smile clouded her lips at the self destruct comment, though it was quickly gone. "They aren't Muggle sculptures, you know. They're quite sentient." For charmed and transfigured bits of stone, yes, it was miraculous what these stone gargoyles could do and see.
"Come, let's go upstairs." She brushed past him to the gargoyles, which parted for her without a password, and onto the stairs. Coming, was he?
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