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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Derf had been working on his costume last minute - not surprising to anyone really - and was actually leaving a trail of white and grey feathers that had not glued on so well to his white jumper and sweatpants. So really...his body looked more like a plucked chicken than the body of the creature he was trying to represent. At least his mask and accompanying arm and feet covers were not falling apart...and his wings were actually quite nice since he had enlisted the help of an older student. The feathers on his body, well, he had sorta just covered himself in glue and then rolled around on the floor in his dorm room to pick up whatever feathers were possible.
Which meant that the dorm room floor was basically a sticky mess at the moment. Oops. Hopefully the house elves would be making their rounds before Simon came back. He was sure that Eno and Clayton could handle that much. Probably.
Wearing the costume of the prideful creature made Derf SOMEWHAT confident as he walked into the room. He also thought that Professor Myers could maybe kinda sorta appreciate the CHOICE considering the bags of poop he had brought the man earlier in the term.
Or at least he THOUGHT he was confident until he actually stepped foot into the place and then, well, he wished his wings could actually make him fly away.
"......hello." Yup. Still standing here in the doorway.
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