 Sassenach | RAVENPUFF | Sing me a song of a lass that is gone | bookDRAGON | #awkwardturtle<#
IT WAS HER!
Art didn't know whether to be angry or... or, honestly, impressed. They all thought it was pesky Peeves, but it appeared that there was something else just as infuriatingly irritating as Peeves. He tried not to smirk, but he nodded at the Poltergirl who seemed quite pleased with herself. He remained quiet, as he was still trying to gather himself. He couldn't very well applaud this Poltergirl for out-doing Peeves, because... well, firstly because his students had almost been harmed, and secondly because the last time he applauded something, Professor Julien Primeaux might have given him a stern speaking to.
But the Silver man was growing older with each day, and he had learned the hard way that it was better for the soul to be happy than angry. So he merely went to find a bite to eat whilst he was watching the chaos. He was indeed interested in what Peeves would say to all of this. Art wasn't so interested in any romance stories, nor the drama, but he was indeed curious... how would the well known Poltergeist, Peeves, handle the threat from this... this Poltergirl?
Intrigued he was, indeed.
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