| Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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Zara H. Bunbury-Foster
Slytherin Fifth Year |  Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Originally Posted by aussiegirl  Ah there she was and looking lovely as usual. Marcus, made his way over too her and stopped in front of her. He gave her a kiss on each cheek and held out the box to her. "They just arrived today. All your favorites of course."
He stood beside her and looked at the bench and then back to her. "You really do have a flair for this don't you? It's very impressive Annie." "For me?" *grabbyhands!* Of course they were for her. Anastasia clutched the box of chocolates to her chest and returned the kiss-kiss-life-of-the-rich-and-famous greeting.
And about time he noticed her party planning talent. "Thank you, thank you. Shame The Chimeras never mentioned it." All those celebratory bouquets back in the day...hmph. Rock stars.
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Originally Posted by Whitterz He was surprised when she was being nice to him again. "Oh, we're doing something with the lily pads again, Professor?" this was awesome. He liked lily pads.
He wasn't sure that he knew what they were doing today though. So he kept quiet about that.
Then he had an idea. "Are we going to see lilies bloom?" he guessed. Well, it was May. AHH Torin was still standing there. But Marcus was here too. GOOD. "Yes, yes we are! We are here TO SEE THE LILY BLOOMS," Anastasia put extra-loud emphasis on that part. Must emphasize the gardens before the party.
"What do you remember about the blooms, Mr. Kane?" Maybe she should start giving out house points.
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Originally Posted by Monkey Princess William blanched, trying to act as if he wasn't wearing the worlds ugliest shoes. seriously, what was his mother thinking?!? "Err, thanks I guess. Mom is mad at me, this is my ... punishment." he explained, hoping he wouldn't have to explain himself.
he turned his attention to professor Bunbury and put his hand up. "Are we going to see them grow or something?" He asked, his face one of utter perplexity. Great answer William he thought shaking his head. "Well, we're going to look at the flowers, dear, because they're special... if you recall..." Bunbury answered him gently. His face and hand up were a rather amusing combination at the moment, considering it was midnight and all.
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Originally Posted by dingDong Mr. Karsten?! Who did this woman think she was--A PROFESSOR? Oh wait...
Only one side of her face was visible to him, from the candles, so she looked PRETTY creeeepy in his opinion. BunBURY? Oh why did they still have to stick to the foooormal way of addressing these people. It was a PARTY. "Yeah, but 'bury' is SUCH a negative word. That's like... burying a bun. Bun-burying is naughty naughty, professor. I'll get some food now." He left the professor and went towards the foood table, maybe she even had buns. But would he bury it? NOPE. Maybe she would with that last name of hers.
He reached out for a drink and some snaacks. MIDNIGHT SNACKS WERE AWESOME. "I don't care. That's my name and you will address me as such or face the consequences," Bunbury almost snapped back at the Slytherin. Besides, she rather liked the negativity of her own name... only she wouldn't be burying buns...mwahaha.....
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Originally Posted by Lowlow Willie stared at her with beady eyes, tears now starting to roll down his cheeks. Of course, behind that sad face lied an evil cackling one, plotting this woman's DOOOOM. But then again, he was just a child of twelve. Doom to him was... sitting on gum. Or something of that sorts.
"I--I--" Where did he come from? Hmmm. He better make it exotic... Like...
"I came from... errr... Thothe pathth! YEAH! I came from DAT right theeeerrre! And... and.. Well, I lotht me mum. I DID. I lotht me mum and... and.. and..." More tears rolled down. Willie could cry a fountain if he could, but he'll keep that for later. "I wanna go back to ME MUUUUUUUUMMM"
Despair and anguish caught the child's heart and he went onto his knees, clutching onto the woman's clothing. This was all acting of course, but the professor knew nothing of this.
"I WANT ME MUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMN'." Perhaps taking away house points was a good idea just now. But wait, this lad didn't go to Hogwarts, did he?
"There... uh, there now, son," ew she hated that word, "it's goingto be...." hell! IT'S GONNA BE HELL BECAUSE HE'S TOUCHING MEEEEE!!11!!!!
Trying to shake the wailing child off her leg, Anastasia took a wobbly step back toward the pond and reached out for something to hold on to - ah, Marcus, good.
"Geroff me, boy! GERROFFF! I DON'T CARE WHO YOUR MUM IS!" Shake shake shake went the leg as her nails dug into Marcus' arm for support. This was absolutely unprofessional but she really didn't care who the child missed just now. And even a lost boy wouldn't just... UGHH WAS THAT A BOOGER ON HER NEW SHOES?!
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