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Meandering · 08-05-2006, 07:30 PM

OOC: Most unfortunately for you, AMMZ is still in her office. Learn the words. And then read them.

Andi closed her eyes momentarily as an awful smell wafted into her office. Dung bombs, she thought in disgust. Well isn't that highly original... idiots. With a quick flick of her wand, the smell was replaced by that of roses. Another fast swish, because Andi was getting very irritated now, "Incarcerous!" and the perpetrator was lying on the floor, ropes wrapped around him. Maliciously, Andi made sure every inch of him was covered in the tarred, rough, brown rope.

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"hello proffessor, I was just wondering when next class was and that i enjoyed your lessons quite a bit" said Tony

"Thank you," said Andi coolly, looking at him from under her eyelashes. "And I might as well make it clear now, that I do not appreciate people asking me when my classes will be. What will be, will be, que Sara Sara, so on, so forth. Good day to you."

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The part of Rosalie that conveyed how truely tired she was, was her eyes. They were almost a duller shade of brown than usual, and fixed sleepily on the door in front of herself. In one hand, was cradled the book Professor Mao-Macdougal had given her to read. The other reached up to rap on the door softly.

Yawning, she stepped back, and waited silently for an answer. Indeed it had been a long day. Over the course of it, she still hadn't managed to find shoes, but she was no longer in pajamas, nor was she in her uniform. It contradicted her strict no-uniform-out-of-class policy.

She was wearing a shirt her mother had purchased for her on their trip to Seattle Washington, an oriental style shirt. It had a high colar, and cap sleeves. Each hem of the shirt was lined with silver, on the front was a silver and green design that involved flowers. Her pants were an old pare of black dress pants that had been kept in an admirable state.

Andi raised her eyebrows at the student's unseemly garb. "Yes, Ms. Hale, how may I help you?"

08-05-2006, 07:30 PM	#166 (permalink)
Meandering stalking you... and you and you meana picasso PEE-O-NEE Mooncalf Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Hiding from you. *ga Posts: 7,134 Hogwarts RPG Name: Morbidda Lucretia Morwenna Sabine Valencia DeValdemar LeDeaux T'Humperdink.	OOC: Most unfortunately for you, AMMZ is still in her office. Learn the words. And then read them. Andi closed her eyes momentarily as an awful smell wafted into her office. Dung bombs, she thought in disgust. Well isn't that highly original... idiots. With a quick flick of her wand, the smell was replaced by that of roses. Another fast swish, because Andi was getting very irritated now, "Incarcerous!" and the perpetrator was lying on the floor, ropes wrapped around him. Maliciously, Andi made sure every inch of him was covered in the tarred, rough, brown rope. Quote: "hello proffessor, I was just wondering when next class was and that i enjoyed your lessons quite a bit" said Tony "Thank you," said Andi coolly, looking at him from under her eyelashes. "And I might as well make it clear now, that I do not appreciate people asking me when my classes will be. What will be, will be, que Sara Sara, so on, so forth. Good day to you." Quote: The part of Rosalie that conveyed how truely tired she was, was her eyes. They were almost a duller shade of brown than usual, and fixed sleepily on the door in front of herself. In one hand, was cradled the book Professor Mao-Macdougal had given her to read. The other reached up to rap on the door softly. Yawning, she stepped back, and waited silently for an answer. Indeed it had been a long day. Over the course of it, she still hadn't managed to find shoes, but she was no longer in pajamas, nor was she in her uniform. It contradicted her strict no-uniform-out-of-class policy. She was wearing a shirt her mother had purchased for her on their trip to Seattle Washington, an oriental style shirt. It had a high colar, and cap sleeves. Each hem of the shirt was lined with silver, on the front was a silver and green design that involved flowers. Her pants were an old pare of black dress pants that had been kept in an admirable state. Andi raised her eyebrows at the student's unseemly garb. "Yes, Ms. Hale, how may I help you?"