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lazykitty · 05-03-2016, 04:52 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOOOOOOOPE.

Descending from the staff dais like an albino bat - because gold billowing robes - Airey clutched Pebbles to his person and threw his house's table a rushed, but no less enthusiastic, Vulcan salute.

"Live long and prosper, Gryffindors! Let's make this a STELLAR term! ROAR ROAR GRYFFINDOR!" he shouted before throwing himself to the ground on all fours.

Well, alright, it was technically on all threes since one limb was taking careful consideration of Pebbles.

Now, if you all would just excuse him, he was going to crawl his way under the length of the table in manly dramatic fashion while muttering to himself in Klingon to ensure he was out of sight from the feline monster at the staff table. He knew THAT much...that those things did not have x ray vision...so he would lose it in the sea of Gryffindor robes and wooden furniture.

Sweet solstice some students could do with a good shoe polish...

Yep, it was a professor, alright. Shouting something about living long and prospering and roaring and Gryffindoring. Though, why was he running? Was he scared of the cat? It did look a little odd-

Grown man under the table! Grown man under the table! WHY?! Ronan froze, eyes all wide and freaked looking. So, yes, the professor was definitely scaring the first years. Or one at least. Though, not for the reasons one might think. No, he was scared for the professor's sanity. Because the professor currently cowering under the table had to be insane, right?

"Ow!" That was his foot, by the way, Mr. Cowering Professor.

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lazykitty Ramora Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Valhalla Posts: 5,646 x7 x4	Dem Carters \| even 🕊🕊 have pride \| \| Expecto PAWtronum 🐈 \| U-NA-GI Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie NOPE. NOPE NOPE NOOOOOOOPE. Descending from the staff dais like an albino bat - because gold billowing robes - Airey clutched Pebbles to his person and threw his house's table a rushed, but no less enthusiastic, Vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper, Gryffindors! Let's make this a STELLAR term! ROAR ROAR GRYFFINDOR!" he shouted before throwing himself to the ground on all fours. Well, alright, it was technically on all threes since one limb was taking careful consideration of Pebbles. Now, if you all would just excuse him, he was going to crawl his way under the length of the table in manly dramatic fashion while muttering to himself in Klingon to ensure he was out of sight from the feline monster at the staff table. He knew THAT much...that those things did not have x ray vision...so he would lose it in the sea of Gryffindor robes and wooden furniture. Sweet solstice some students could do with a good shoe polish... Yep, it was a professor, alright. Shouting something about living long and prospering and roaring and Gryffindoring. Though, why was he running? Was he scared of the cat? It did look a little odd- Grown man under the table! Grown man under the table! WHY?! Ronan froze, eyes all wide and freaked looking. So, yes, the professor was definitely scaring the first years. Or one at least. Though, not for the reasons one might think. No, he was scared for the professor's sanity. Because the professor currently cowering under the table had to be insane, right? "Ow!" That was his foot, by the way, Mr. Cowering Professor. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Salt!