So much- to much- was happening on in this small, rather dark, place. Way to much for the small amount of people present at least. Yelling, wand taking, more yelling, questioning, yet more yelling, demands, and surprisingly...even MORE yelling. Eugh...
All of the noise was making Annabelle's head start to hurt. Gaaaaahhhh!!!
The woman had to take a sip of her drink before going back into that other room. Obviously, this was going no where, so SOMEONE had to do SOMETHING with EVERYONE in that infernal interrogation chamber. Having her notebook close, and slowly levitate itself down to the table in the viewing room, Annabelle impatiently and furiously paced out of the room. Hair fuming red again.
"ENOUGH!!!!!! YOU TWO!!!! VIEWING ROOM!!!! NOW!!!!" French accent nearly vanished. The icy blue stare was directed towards Sabel, and the YATI she gave the note to. A finger got pointed at the female interrogator. "AND YOU!!!! START THIS BLOODY INTERROGATION ALREADY IF YOU WANT TO!!!! BEFORE I DO IT FOR YOU!!!!" If it wasn't clear...the French Ravenclaw was M-A-D, mad!!! Things got scary when Annabelle Blanc, normally a sweet and innocent French woman, was mad. It was almost as if you could feel heat resonating from her anger. Not to mention, the now flaming red hair added to the, already intense scenario. The once cool and delicate tone was no longer in her voice. The 28 year old's tone now became serious and heated. A tone you obviously would not want to be hearing on a day to day basis.
A little bit cooled down, the gaze was directed back to Beth. "Sorry for all the yelling Beth, but if my colleagues here could maybe just get this show on the road, this wouldn't be happening right now." A death look was shot to the other three individuals standing in the room.
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