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BanaBatGirl · 07-25-2009, 03:00 AM

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Originally Posted by druidflower

A low growl escaped Caroline. She couldn't help it. Briony would recognise it, and maybe not have the good sense to back off either, but she'd know pain and suffering often accompanied it. "Isn't that a bit ironic coming from a woman who is quite possibly the image of Dolores Umbridge a only year or so before middle age?" she shot back.

Oh that would hurt. Umbridge was long buried but she... had made a name for herself. And even as a child no one wanted to be compared to her. But the reference was plausible. The obsession with pink. And her cat. And her swift cruel justice toward students. Cari strongly suspected Anastasia Bunbury hated students in a similar way as Umbridge.

But the bickering, however satisfying, was pointless. She had an actual purpose for being there. "Actually there is," she said placing her hands on her hips and staring down at them ~~accusingly~~. "I need a word with you, about a student that just wandered into my hospital without his right hand."

Did Avalon really just growl at me? Did she really? She's more canine than Alessia Lupa and that's saying something.

Staring levelly at the Healer-wannabe, Annie simply shook her head. "I didn't say you WERE the hag... why, I thought I had been mistaken, but apparently not. I have no idea what Dolores Umbridge looks like, but it's obviously not me unless she happens to be incredibly attractive with perfect hair. You wouldn't happen to know about that, though."

She flicked a few red strands behind her shoulder and then wrapped her arm around Marcus' shapely bicep. Yeah, if Umbridge looked like Annie then Lawson was Mad-Eye Moody.

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Originally Posted by aussiegirl

A small groan escaped his lips when Annie, made a retort at Caroline. He had absolutely no idea why these two didn't like each other. Actually come to think of it, Anastasia didn't get on with Less either. Did she get on with any of the female staff?

"Maybe we can go down after the game? That is of course if you are not busy?" His voice was still casual but there was a little bit of hopeful excitement there as well. Then if they stayed long enough they could extend it to dinner as well.

Marcus smiled a very happy smile that she remembered their times together and he was tempted to nuzzle her hair again but Caroline was glaring at them and there was of course the students. Instead he caught her hair in his fingers and lightly stroked it. "I remember lots of things about those days" he murmured. Both the good and the bad but right now he simply focused on the good.

He groaned again when Caroline fired back at Annie and he wanted to shrink down in his seat. Why could women not get on with each other? You would never see him and Zan acting like this. They had been through much together and yet they still remained friends.

Marcus, sat up a little straighter but still kept his arm around Annie and gazed at Caroline. "And what does that have to do with me Miss Avalon?" He was the DADA professor, not a Healer and although he could mend minor injuries he had no idea what a student's injury had to do with him.

"That sounds excellent, Marcus," she answered him with a cheery smile. "Nope, I'm never too busy for," you "chocolate."

It said something that if anyone else had been touching Annie's hair - well, with one other exception - she would have snapped right then and there and started hexing everything in sight. But since it was Axe, Anastasia said nothing at all about the good old days and just hugged Marcus' arm closer to her. Perhaps the tart would take the hint that he didn't want to talk to her and would just LEAVE already.

Or she could earn her keep and deal with the injured student that had popped up. Well well, looked like Ravenclaw was taking a beating. Literally. "Did Hufflepuff win yet?" Bunbunz wondered aloud, blinking at Tino without a bit of compassion on her face.

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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 druidflower A low growl escaped Caroline. She couldn't help it. Briony would recognise it, and maybe not have the good sense to back off either, but she'd know pain and suffering often accompanied it. "Isn't that a bit ironic coming from a woman who is quite possibly the image of Dolores Umbridge a only year or so before middle age?" she shot back. Oh that would hurt. Umbridge was long buried but she... had made a name for herself. And even as a child no one wanted to be compared to her. But the reference was plausible. The obsession with pink. And her cat. And her swift cruel justice toward students. Cari strongly suspected Anastasia Bunbury hated students in a similar way as Umbridge. But the bickering, however satisfying, was pointless. She had an actual purpose for being there. "Actually there is," she said placing her hands on her hips and staring down at them ~~accusingly~~. "I need a word with you, about a student that just wandered into my hospital without his right hand." Did Avalon really just growl at me? Did she really? She's more canine than Alessia Lupa and that's saying something. Staring levelly at the Healer-wannabe, Annie simply shook her head. "I didn't say you WERE the hag... why, I thought I had been mistaken, but apparently not. I have no idea what Dolores Umbridge looks like, but it's obviously not me unless she happens to be incredibly attractive with perfect hair. You wouldn't happen to know about that, though." She flicked a few red strands behind her shoulder and then wrapped her arm around Marcus' shapely bicep. Yeah, if Umbridge looked like Annie then Lawson was Mad-Eye Moody. Quote: Originally Posted by aussiegirl A small groan escaped his lips when Annie, made a retort at Caroline. He had absolutely no idea why these two didn't like each other. Actually come to think of it, Anastasia didn't get on with Less either. Did she get on with any of the female staff? "Maybe we can go down after the game? That is of course if you are not busy?" His voice was still casual but there was a little bit of hopeful excitement there as well. Then if they stayed long enough they could extend it to dinner as well. Marcus smiled a very happy smile that she remembered their times together and he was tempted to nuzzle her hair again but Caroline was glaring at them and there was of course the students. Instead he caught her hair in his fingers and lightly stroked it. "I remember lots of things about those days" he murmured. Both the good and the bad but right now he simply focused on the good. He groaned again when Caroline fired back at Annie and he wanted to shrink down in his seat. Why could women not get on with each other? You would never see him and Zan acting like this. They had been through much together and yet they still remained friends. Marcus, sat up a little straighter but still kept his arm around Annie and gazed at Caroline. "And what does that have to do with me Miss Avalon?" He was the DADA professor, not a Healer and although he could mend minor injuries he had no idea what a student's injury had to do with him. "That sounds excellent, Marcus," she answered him with a cheery smile. "Nope, I'm never too busy for," you "chocolate." It said something that if anyone else had been touching Annie's hair - well, with one other exception - she would have snapped right then and there and started hexing everything in sight. But since it was Axe, Anastasia said nothing at all about the good old days and just hugged Marcus' arm closer to her. Perhaps the tart would take the hint that he didn't want to talk to her and would just LEAVE already. Or she could earn her keep and deal with the injured student that had popped up. Well well, looked like Ravenclaw was taking a beating. Literally. "Did Hufflepuff win yet?" Bunbunz wondered aloud, blinking at Tino without a bit of compassion on her face. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind