 Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Olivia saw the fall in expression, and vowed to try harder in faking her happiness. Or indifference. Something less abysmal, in the very least. She practiced with a more energetic nod of her head, which had been a mistake, in hindsight. It made her head swim and vision blur. The blonde closed her eyes for a moment, tightening her grip on the steaming mug grasped in her heands"I'm well, Professor. Thank you for asking." A small lie, but whatever. The Gryffindor was getting better at telling those.
Taking another sip of hot cocoa, Liv quietly sighed in relief as it warmed her bones. Despite the warming charms, there were simply some chills that went bond-deep and wouldn't leave. But then again, that was November in Scotland for you.
Naturally, when prompted, she shifted her gaze up to the trunk; still sat motionless in the center of the room. Everyone had insightful answers; all of which were very useful; etc.... But she wanted to go in a different direction. "Professor, how about if you banished the trunk before it could make contact?" Avoid contact all together and remove it from play. Yes, she did think the other answers were good, but if you deflected it too much, what if it hurt someone nearby? What if you inadvertently caused someone to be seriously hurt? "I think that'd be smarter than trying to change it's trajectory... I wouldn't want someone else to get seriously injured by a flying trunk by accident."
Sip.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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