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Moaning_Myrtle 
"Pepeeeeeee? Oh Headmaster Mister ReyRey Pepe Bontecouuuuucoooouuuu," Myrtle called out loudly, popping out of the wall behind the Slytherin common room.
She froze and turned a pale(r?) shade of grey, however, when students appeared at the same time she was, only they were looking for her instead of the Headmaster? Odd, this people were.
"It wasn't me," the ghostie mumbled right away, swishing her dress and floating toward the Head Girl oh-so-innocently. "Why are you looking for me anyways? I didn't do aaaaaaaanything."
She blinked through her glasses a few times and bit her lip to keep it from trembling. They wouldn't make poor, innocent, moaning moping Myrtle cry, would they?
Ohhh, that voice!
That voice! Anna would no it from anywhere! As expected, and hoped, Myrtle herself popped out of a nearby wall, yelling for 'Professor RayRay PePe something-or-another. Nevermind what she called him, she was here! Finally here! They'd yelled loudly enough, and she'd heard and come to help save the day...
hopefully.
"Oh, Myrtle! Myrtle, Myrtle, Myrtle!" Anna called out, sloshing through puddle after puddle of water and heading over to the ghost. Anna stopped halfway, though, seeing as the ghost was headed her way. Her mind racing a million miles a minute, Anna spoke. "No, no. It wasn't you. I was caling for help, you see. These floors...!" Anna explained, picking up her feet one at a time and examing the flood beneath her. "I was hoping you had an idea as to what was causing this, or maybe you could help...in...some...way?" she asked.
Oh, Merlin. She wasn't going to cry, was she?
She was... "Now, now. Please don't cry. We know how...helpful...you can be, so we really hope you'll stick around and share some ideas if you have any," she said. "Speaking of help, you were calling for the headmaster, yes? He seems to be missing in action. He and the healer... I'm afraid we've seen neither so far."
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Lockhartian Lovely? Maybe. Not sure if it was lovely to see someone in the Dungeons, but still. "Yes, no, I mean, to me it's quite a relief, actually" yes, at first, because maybe she had any idea of what was going on.
Oh, she doesn't know.
Still, it was nice to see someone familiar. "He...He never got out of the office" she said, tilting her head to one side, "I was waiting for my turn to step inside, but decided to leave when the water appeared, so, I don't know where he is" she shrugged, trying to make it less important, but the truth was she was dying to find out about the Professor's current status.
"Well, I assume he's still in his office" and he'll probably be mad about the water, too.
Myrtle? "Why are you calling for Myrtle?" yes, as odd as it sounded, a ghost could be of better help than a Professor at this moment.
Upon hearing Kaika's quite confusing answer, Anna tore her eyes away from Myrtle just for a moment to try and figure out what the girl was saying. "Erm, what? I'm sorry. Could you state that again?" Anna asked, turning to look down at the water. Nope, not rising...yet. Should she alert those in the Common Room? Ask them to move to a higher level? Maybe so. "Erm, are they any Slytherins around?" she asked Kaika. "I believe it would be wise for them to alert their housemates of the situation. I imagine the water situation is the same in there as it is here, but we don't want to assume, either."
"Never got out?" Anna asked, suddenly going a bit pale in the face. The way the answer was worded, Anna could imagine poor Kazimeriz trapped in his office with water rising at higher levels than he could cope with. He would be able to get out, though, right? There was
nothing that man couldn't do. "Oh, I do wish he'd come out. Maybe he could give us some insight, as well. I would love to know what was going on."
"Myrtle," she answered, "...knows this place inside and out. If anyone knows the reasoning behind this unusual situation, it's her." Maybe the ghost knew, maybe she didn't, but Anna knew it'd be good to get her opinions or assistance right now either way.
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LadyNerd She then turned back to Banana as the girl was definitely one of her friends and one who could talk back in the same fuss that she made. "OH! That's ice cream dude," she said with another splash of water as the Banana called out Myrtle's name again.
And so the Gryffindor girl figured out that her shoes were waterproof. "Well, yes they are waterproof but I still don't want them wet." And there was another sound that came out...
"And there she is..." Lyra said as Myrtle appeared from within the wall. "So where is the water coming from Myrtle? What bathroom did you flood now?"
Anna heard Lyra's comment about Jack, but she didn't reply to it in any way. Fritzera was the least of her worries right now. He had run a few levels up after warning her of the danger down in the dungeons. He was probably far, far away from the flood at the moment. She did sort of wonder where the "Ice Cream Dude" nickname came from, but that'd be a conversation that would have to wait until later...much later, from the looks of it. Anna simply shook her head at Lyra not wanting her waterproof shoes wet.
Le sigh. Onlyyy Lyra. Well, only Lyra and maybe Bunbury, too. Anna could imagine the Herbology professor having a fit over flooded shoes, too.
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Lyra Noir," Anna hissed, frowning at her friend for accusing the ghost of flooding a bathroom. Who knew...it could very well be true, but causing Myrtle to cry at a time like this would be no good at all. Besides that, Myrtle and her tears could cause a flood that would put whatever this was to shame. "Mrytle is here to help us...assist us in the cause of the flood. She knows all there is to know about this castle, and I'm positive she can help us." She leaned closer to Lyra and whispered, "
Do try to be more poilte, please..."