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Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post
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| wow...took me long enough >.> astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: and for my headspace...and everyone else's? XD semi wrapping this one up as far as Airey is concerned Quote:
Originally Posted by Deezerz Beverly jumped when she heard her name loud and clear. Oh my Merlin don't sneak up on her like that, her wand just sparked. Blinking and wiping the surprise from her face, Beverly nodded. "Yeah. No problem. Thought it was a spider that was after Professor Airey." Eyes for the man. He made it seem like it was the end of the world. "I passed them around in my common room. Not sure if they believe it'll work." You know. Slytherins. They didn't trust easily.
Ferocious horrifyingly cuuuute cats! Just look at them. They were terrified.
"Do you think they'll let me reach for them?" Beverly asked Morgan, her eyes briefly wandering to Airey. What was up with his face? "Are you okay, Professor Airey? Can you breath?" Was he allergic to them too? Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga What was he going on about? Cassie couldn't help but laugh and then rub her temples a bit, because all the chaos was just adding to the chaos in her head.
ailurophobia? "Don't they have a potion to help that? Maybe you need to see Professor Culloden for one. These cats will not hurt you. They are too sweet for that." Had he not seen their adorable little outfits at the feasts and around the castle. These two were too pampered to be vicious.
Finally getting her head back in focus she snapped for Beverly for not only coming to the rescue of a professor, but realizing her babies were not a danger. "You are a wonderful Prefect Beverly, thank you again for helping, but also having a good instinct to stop when you saw that it was a cat."
She glanced around for her darlings and went back to gathering her things. "Thank you for passing them out at least. You can bring a Hippogriff to water, but you can not make them drink. Hopefully they will put them on." Standing back up she moved closer to the other two and reached out her hand with a necklace, "We made these in our SNAC club, it's a replica of a Basilisk fang with Venom scent on it. We are hoping they help even the smallest bit to protect us." She was hoping Airey would take it. "They are pretty spooked by the loudness and it will take some calm voices to get them out. I don't sense them darting anywhere else though, so hopefully we can get them." She bent down a bit and opened her Cat purse, "Come on you two it's okay."
A po--- A po---
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Airey refused to even finish the sentence in his head. Either he would need a sedative brew or a potion that completely shut off his fear trigger and BOTH seemed like terrible ideas not suited to a man in his particular field.
So, instead of actually answering, the astronomer did the mature thing and made a face. His lower lip curled upwards, therefore scrunching up his nose, and his head sunk down into his shoulders and all the skin from his neck scrunched up into his face. It was a charming site, really. Very mature.
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And then he was being offered a thing. With fangs. And smelled like basilisk? What did a basilisk smell like? His curiosity on that subject may actually be enough for him to accept...
"I'm not one for...er...jewelry..." he said softly as he extended his hand towards it. "But got nothing against trying to prevent spider bites." And maybe he could also be subtle about taking a whiff and seeing just what a basilisk smelled like...
"Well...I'll just..well...yes...leave those to you two," he said, waving haphazardly towards the felines. "Just stopped by to, er, drop off something."
Meaning his green box riiiiiiiiiiight over there. AHEM AHEM.
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