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nicole black · 03-04-2016, 02:30 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Waiting for the opportune moment so he would certainly not be spotted (hopefully) - save for the occasional student skipping class WHO, were he to have passed anyone at this time, would have received a free pass for their silence - Airey made his way silently and swiftly through the girls' loo, ran away from Moaning Myrtle's howls, and down into the Chamber for a little R&R Airey Flamsteed style.

Upon brushing off his uniform, Airey looked to his First Officer (the ever loyal Pebbles) and then removed his chief science officer from his pocket as well. "Captain's log. Stardate 66581.3," he whispered dramatically as he took a few purposeful steps into the damp darkness.

To say the man was down here as a thrill seeker was a bit generous. The sensation of sliding down to where his own students had been taken by acromantulas only a few terms back was a bit too black for the man's taste in black humor. But, seeing as they now had a means of coming down here as part of their regular school rounds as staff...seemed a shame not to put it to some use. And besides, he wasn't less likely to be disturbed down here playing Admiral than he was in the planetarium.

One minute Nana Ichihara had been washing her hands, mind dead set on an early dinner and several cups of green tea when rather abruptly and unceremoniously she'd ended up in sliding right down a particularly filthy shoot and being spit out into a grim passageway surrounded by murky waters. It was not her day, for obvious reasons.

Taking a long and calming breath, Nana knew she had two choices. She could sit near the shoot and call out for help in the hopes that someone would hear her or she could walk further into the passage and make an attempt to find an exit. She glanced up from whence she'd fell, but there was no light, not even a speck and Nana suspected that whatever set of trapdoor that had been... it was not shut up. Hogwarts. It was times like this that the woman almost despised the school. almost. "Lumos." Nana said, lighting her wand and casting the light out before her.

With a sigh of exasperation, the witch made her way as carefully as she could in her high heels amidst the rocks, water and gravel (it was no easy task, but thankfully she was a pro). It was so quiet down here... Except... Were those footsteps she heard? Steeling herself, the witch stood back anxiously in wait for whatever-might-be to come into her wand light.

A curse lay heavy on her tongue. C'mon beastie.

03-04-2016, 02:30 AM	#3 (permalink)
nicole black Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,174 Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona Minerva Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Ravenclaw First Year x8	This is making Damien break out in hives.. you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Waiting for the opportune moment so he would certainly not be spotted (hopefully) - save for the occasional student skipping class WHO, were he to have passed anyone at this time, would have received a free pass for their silence - Airey made his way silently and swiftly through the girls' loo, ran away from Moaning Myrtle's howls, and down into the Chamber for a little R&R Airey Flamsteed style. Upon brushing off his uniform, Airey looked to his First Officer (the ever loyal Pebbles) and then removed his chief science officer from his pocket as well. "Captain's log. Stardate 66581.3," he whispered dramatically as he took a few purposeful steps into the damp darkness. To say the man was down here as a thrill seeker was a bit generous. The sensation of sliding down to where his own students had been taken by acromantulas only a few terms back was a bit too black for the man's taste in black humor. But, seeing as they now had a means of coming down here as part of their regular school rounds as staff...seemed a shame not to put it to some use. And besides, he wasn't less likely to be disturbed down here playing Admiral than he was in the planetarium. One minute Nana Ichihara had been washing her hands, mind dead set on an early dinner and several cups of green tea when rather abruptly and unceremoniously she'd ended up in sliding right down a particularly filthy shoot and being spit out into a grim passageway surrounded by murky waters. It was not her day, for obvious reasons. Taking a long and calming breath, Nana knew she had two choices. She could sit near the shoot and call out for help in the hopes that someone would hear her or she could walk further into the passage and make an attempt to find an exit. She glanced up from whence she'd fell, but there was no light, not even a speck and Nana suspected that whatever set of trapdoor that had been... it was not shut up. Hogwarts. It was times like this that the woman almost despised the school. almost. "Lumos." Nana said, lighting her wand and casting the light out before her. With a sigh of exasperation, the witch made her way as carefully as she could in her high heels amidst the rocks, water and gravel (it was no easy task, but thankfully she was a pro). It was so quiet down here... Except... Were those footsteps she heard? Steeling herself, the witch stood back anxiously in wait for whatever-might-be to come into her wand light. A curse lay heavy on her tongue. C'mon beastie. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence