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aRogueOne · 06-03-2020, 11:22 AM

SPOILER!!: And who is this?

SPOILER!!:

The prefect barely had time to acknowledge the arrival of another Professor (Professor Recard) as he darted to a corner of the creature sanctuary so that they could safely release their tight grip on his arm. They could have just jumped off and flown over as soon as he entered but something about them just seemed off as they instead chose to jump off when he arrived in the corner, electing to simply hop on a railing that provided them a little shelter.

Rubbing his arm trying to will the feeling back, he turned on the spot and bolted straight back out through the doors towards the trees where the remaining two Fwoopers were hiding, his hood blowing down as he left the threshold of the sanctuary releasing his curls which had been threatening to escape from the moment he pulled up his hood of his Navy blue rain jacket. Reaching out his arm, the bird seeds long since disposed of, the Fwoopers quickly flew down from the trees, sensing the danger that was coming and landed, one on the opposite arm that had been clutched so tightly and the other on his shoulder again.

”HUH?”

Turning to leave, he stopped in his tracks momentarily, his mind forgetting about the raging winds that were threatening to tear down tree after tree and instead. Was he seeing things or was there another person now at the forests edge helping Professor Williamson? This would have been fine, except for the fact that he clearly didn’t belong there. He most certainly wasn’t a teacher and he was waaaaaay too old to be a student so, what was his deal?

”Professor, do you need a hand there?” he called over the gale force wind as he headed back towards the barn, not really close enough to hear what they were discussing but close enough to be heard.

06-03-2020, 11:22 AM	#17 (permalink)
aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,569 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Fifth Year	Apparently mentioning Sunny Raine o_0 and Professor Williamson SPOILER!!: And who is this? Quote: Originally Posted by Sunny Raine Who has two thumbs and is at the edge of the Forbidden Forest? Well, the stumped guy who lives in the hut, but if you look real closely... A figure was emerging from just behind one of the trees. Who is that charming, handsome, HEROIC figure? Was it a bird? No, a plane! Wait! It was none other than Sunny Raine! Reporting live now from the very edge of the forest, one augurey tucked under each arm. You see, Sunny hadn't ever left! Naaaah, he was committed to the bit. Had a REPORT to write. An inside scoop that needed scooping. The castle's inhabitants needed him too, didn't take his warning seriously enough. That much was clear. They all looked like a bunch of fwoopers running around with their heads cut off! Speaking of frazzled creatures, the Augureys were flying all over the place! "Managed to save the two," Sunny bellowed as he forged his way forth towards the other guy. "Pretty spooked about the storm. This lil guy was running around in circles! Guess this means the rain will be here real soon, eh? They're getting restless." Where was the head honcho guy by the way? Sunny didn't want to be the one to say 'told ya so'.... But he really did want to say it. A little bit. Or a lotta bit. When a weather reporter tells you about a storm, you best listen. No one ever took him seriously, THIS was his redemption arc. SPOILER!!: Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Who in the name of Aberforth Dumbledore's favorite goats WAS THIS?! Willy was now more stumped than ever as he gaped at the man carrying---CARRYING--- two augureys his way. "Romeo? Julia??!" the Creature professor greeted the birds first, reaching out his arms for them, and then hesitating as he eyed the TOTAL RANDOM STRANGER who was walking out of the Forest like it was just another day in the neighborhood. "And you are?!" he grunted with a face full of suspicion glares???? Yeah, no kidding that augureys would be freaking out; it didn't take a meteorology degree to know that, just maybe an A in Care of Magical Creatures. WWW would have expected to hear them over the wind and rain and snow or whatever was coming their way, which he gestured to with another grunt. Seriously, "Did the storm blow you in, man?" He should be pointing his wand at the fellow, but he already knew it wasn't going to work right. The prefect barely had time to acknowledge the arrival of another Professor (Professor Recard) as he darted to a corner of the creature sanctuary so that they could safely release their tight grip on his arm. They could have just jumped off and flown over as soon as he entered but something about them just seemed off as they instead chose to jump off when he arrived in the corner, electing to simply hop on a railing that provided them a little shelter. Rubbing his arm trying to will the feeling back, he turned on the spot and bolted straight back out through the doors towards the trees where the remaining two Fwoopers were hiding, his hood blowing down as he left the threshold of the sanctuary releasing his curls which had been threatening to escape from the moment he pulled up his hood of his Navy blue rain jacket. Reaching out his arm, the bird seeds long since disposed of, the Fwoopers quickly flew down from the trees, sensing the danger that was coming and landed, one on the opposite arm that had been clutched so tightly and the other on his shoulder again. ”HUH?” Turning to leave, he stopped in his tracks momentarily, his mind forgetting about the raging winds that were threatening to tear down tree after tree and instead. Was he seeing things or was there another person now at the forests edge helping Professor Williamson? This would have been fine, except for the fact that he clearly didn’t belong there. He most certainly wasn’t a teacher and he was waaaaaay too old to be a student so, what was his deal? ”Professor, do you need a hand there?” he called over the gale force wind as he headed back towards the barn, not really close enough to hear what they were discussing but close enough to be heard.