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BanaBatGirl · 09-21-2020, 08:45 PM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Claudine was that gal that would get fully occupied once there was a task at hand, especially if said task involved creatures. For this reason, there had been no attention paid until that familiar voice spoke up. Even then, she didn’t look around until a minute or so. After all, certainty had to be established that the griffs were eating properly.

“Professor,’’ she said, not minding his presence. No doubt he was here to observe her and ensure all the right things were being done. “Nice glasses.” The girl wrinkled her nose at that moment, as though literally just observing a very rancid odor. Remembering one of her and Williamson’s encounters previously, Claudine narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Do you smell that?” she questioned almost casually.

"Thanks," he replied amicably, raising his butterbeer as though toasting her. Sure, it might be tainted with the smell of the pastures now, and no doubt there were a few flecks of dust and grass floating on the top too. Would that stop him from downing it in one hearty gulp? Not a bit.

He rested the empty glass on the ground with a contented sigh. "Smell what?" Williamson replied, letting out a small belch and patting his own chest with a fist as though helping it come out. "'Scuse me." Did she smell his burp from all the way over there.... or was she cluing in to the fact that the hippogriffs were a bit tooty today?

Speaking of, there was one right by her, relieving itself from its horsey behind. hAH. It had worked!

09-21-2020, 08:45 PM	#6 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Claudine was that gal that would get fully occupied once there was a task at hand, especially if said task involved creatures. For this reason, there had been no attention paid until that familiar voice spoke up. Even then, she didn’t look around until a minute or so. After all, certainty had to be established that the griffs were eating properly. “Professor,’’ she said, not minding his presence. No doubt he was here to observe her and ensure all the right things were being done. “Nice glasses.” The girl wrinkled her nose at that moment, as though literally just observing a very rancid odor. Remembering one of her and Williamson’s encounters previously, Claudine narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Do you smell that?” she questioned almost casually. "Thanks," he replied amicably, raising his butterbeer as though toasting her. Sure, it might be tainted with the smell of the pastures now, and no doubt there were a few flecks of dust and grass floating on the top too. Would that stop him from downing it in one hearty gulp? Not a bit. He rested the empty glass on the ground with a contented sigh. "Smell what?" Williamson replied, letting out a small belch and patting his own chest with a fist as though helping it come out. "'Scuse me." Did she smell his burp from all the way over there.... or was she cluing in to the fact that the hippogriffs were a bit tooty today? Speaking of, there was one right by her, relieving itself from its horsey behind. hAH. It had worked! __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind