10-23-2018, 07:31 PM
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DIMC & MO Billywig
Join Date: Feb 2013 Location: Riley's Brain
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Lola A. Second Year | Mischievous Niffler Quote:
Originally Posted by Rafferty Ainsworth
Was Rafferty wondering why he was being named in full? Yes. Was he finding it weird? Also yes. “That would be me,’’ Rafferty confirmed in a bored voice. Why was this Professor here? She had better not be wasting his time. The cold eyes belonging to him looked down at the outstretched hand for a full thirty seconds before reaching out to extend his own. Raftery shook the hand once then dropped it. A people person he was not.
The silence continued even when the office was complimented and when she continued talking. Rafferty’s eyebrows finally quirked up with interest when she mentioned that she was also new on staff. “I see.’’ Shrewd and calculating expressions crossed his face. It seemed as though she was eager to get on their good sides. This was just perfect. The more cooperation Scrimgeour had the better. Rafferty tossed a questioning look. "Wouldn't that be like the blind leading the blind?’’ He had absolutely no use for her help. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. What was wrong with this man??? Why was he making her keep her hand in the air like a fool? Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Professor Rafferty was TESTING her patience! Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. It would be terrible if he never took her hand. That would put her in an awkward position. Twenty one. Twenty two. Twenty three. Twenty four. Twenty five. UM- what?! she raged in her mind as time ticked on. Take my hand, you fool! I will not be disrespected in this way! Twenty six. Twenty seven. Twenty eight. Twenty nine. THIRTY!
It was then that he took her hand and her worries about being humiliated went away. Now she just had to disguise the fact that she had been about to EXPLODE at the man who she had hoped to become an ally to. Maybe she could salvage the operation with the right words... "Yes, I suppose it would be like the blind leading the blind," she conceded with a gracious tip of her head, forcing a small smile. "But I'm good at that. I could never perform good magic at school...therefore I made up for it by learning every single little fact I could about this castle and the people who ran it through the years. I know more things about this place than many who have been here for years." This was an exaggeration, but exaggerating in her favor was something she was good at. "But even if you don't need my help...I thought I would offer it anyway. I know expectations for staff has changed a lot this past year, we are expected to do more than ever before, and I want it known that I am perfectly fine with all that and more than up to the task. In case anyone asks."
She had switched tactics with those last two sentences. No longer was she pretending to simply offer help, now she was relaying the fact that she knew that Rafferty had the new boss's ear and that she knew she had to be on their good side to keep her job. That's what that "in case anyone asks" meant. |
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