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sweetpinkpixie · 11-21-2018, 12:45 AM

The sixth year was fighting flashbacks to when he was three and what he had witnessed with a Bloody-Red rose flesh eating shrub and his family's pet dog...and he was being surprisingly effective at it. Maybe it was the adrenaline coursing through his veins that did it, or perhaps he was actually maturing, but Derf's hand had somehow stabilized enough not to shake the box containing Aster and was able to meet his Head of House's gaze with his own blurry one.

He saw Chloe's arrival out of the corner of his eye...along with Stasya. And while he was concerned for his friend after her tumble...he also knew Chloe was more resilient than that and surely was okay. Or, at least, he hoped so. But other thoughts had crossed his mind instead upon seeing his fellow creature adoring friends. "Chloe! Stasya! We have to get all the creatures to safety! He...He does things to them. Tortures them. Excuses it as classified information. He did this to Aster...and didn't even CARE." As the Hufflepuff spoke, there was a rage breaking through his usual gentile persona and his usual bright blue eyes appeared stormy. "ALL the creatures are in danger."

Over the top, perhaps. Derf was known for being a bit extreme and that reputation had finally caught up with him this term. But this was different. This wasn't some conspiracy theory. This had HAPPENED. And the proof of that monster's true nature and intent lay in the sixth year's very hands.

"I know she i-i-iss...professor...I-I-I did it myself...w-with a sleeping drought..." he explained through somewhat grit teeth. "I just...I just want her to look like...like she isn't breaking in half...like she isn't rotting...so she can m-m-maybe look more like...A-Aster..."

And wait. Why was Maxton LEAVING? "Wait, Maxton. We need your help too. Please."

11-21-2018, 12:45 AM	#35 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,823 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The sixth year was fighting flashbacks to when he was three and what he had witnessed with a Bloody-Red rose flesh eating shrub and his family's pet dog...and he was being surprisingly effective at it. Maybe it was the adrenaline coursing through his veins that did it, or perhaps he was actually maturing, but Derf's hand had somehow stabilized enough not to shake the box containing Aster and was able to meet his Head of House's gaze with his own blurry one. He saw Chloe's arrival out of the corner of his eye...along with Stasya. And while he was concerned for his friend after her tumble...he also knew Chloe was more resilient than that and surely was okay. Or, at least, he hoped so. But other thoughts had crossed his mind instead upon seeing his fellow creature adoring friends. "*Chloe! Stasya! We have to get all the creatures to safety! He...He does things to them. Tortures* them. Excuses it as classified information. He did this to Aster...and didn't even CARE.*" As the Hufflepuff spoke, there was a rage breaking through his usual gentile persona and his usual bright blue eyes appeared stormy. "ALL* the creatures are in danger." Over the top, perhaps. Derf was known for being a bit extreme and that reputation had finally caught up with him this term. But this was different. This wasn't some conspiracy theory. This had HAPPENED. And the proof of that monster's true nature and intent lay in the sixth year's very hands. "I know she i-i-iss...professor...I-I-I did it myself...w-with a sleeping drought..." he explained through somewhat grit teeth. "I just...I just want her to look like...like she isn't breaking in half...like she isn't rotting...so she can m-m-maybe look more like...A-Aster..." And wait. Why was Maxton LEAVING? "*Wait, Maxton. We need your help too. Please." __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with* fire and gold in our eyes