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BanaBatGirl · 10-06-2009, 02:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

So Jake, not being as attentive as one would like, had his attentions focused on his wand in Bunz's hand, scowling slightly, for fear that the woman would break it. On purpose.

But no... it seemed she was more worried about breaking HIM. Fo realz, yo.

Before he'd really understood what had happened, the plant he was sitting on started TRY TO EEEEEAT HIIIIIM!

"What... what is this?" he asked uncertainly, before freezing with fear as he felt one around his neck.

"HEEEEEELP!" he bellowed immediately, struggling against the plant and feeling it tug tighter. "HELLLLLP! PROFESSOR MORGAN! LAWSON! HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPP!"

The rest of his cries were muffled somewhat, and Jake stared up at Bunbury in total fright and alarm, a solitary tear dripping down his face.

"This is called a learning experience," Bunbury calmly answered Jake, tossing his wand up and catching it like it was a ball. Her smirk only grew wider the more the more struggled.... and then he started screaming.

"Ah ah ah!" Annie tsked, shaking her head. "No one can here you in here, Upstead." And why did it bother her so much that he was calling for Lawson?

No matter. Time to put an end to that. Anastasia twirled Jake's wand again and then used it to cast a nonverbal silencing spell on him. Her favorite. HA. HA. HA. Not that he needed the spell, really, since the affectionate Devil's Snare had expanded across his mouth. At least the plant was leaving his nostrils free so he could breath and his ears open so he could hear.

He'd need his hearing.

Twirling Jake's wand again, Bunbury conjured up a plain black lab stool and took a seat to watch him. She shook her head and twirled his wand some more. The more he struggled the worse it would be.

"This plant, like you, has no understanding of personal space, Upstead," she thought to mention casually. "And the more you move the clingier it gets." Cheerful news!

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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 Zoerawrr So Jake, not being as attentive as one would like, had his attentions focused on his wand in Bunz's hand, scowling slightly, for fear that the woman would break it. On purpose. But no... it seemed she was more worried about breaking HIM. Fo realz, yo. Before he'd really understood what had happened, the plant he was sitting on started TRY TO EEEEEAT HIIIIIM! "What... what is this?" he asked uncertainly, before freezing with fear as he felt one around his neck. "HEEEEEELP!" he bellowed immediately, struggling against the plant and feeling it tug tighter. "HELLLLLP! PROFESSOR MORGAN! LAWSON! HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPP!" The rest of his cries were muffled somewhat, and Jake stared up at Bunbury in total fright and alarm, a solitary tear dripping down his face. "This is called a learning experience," Bunbury calmly answered Jake, tossing his wand up and catching it like it was a ball. Her smirk only grew wider the more the more struggled.... and then he started screaming. "Ah ah ah!" Annie tsked, shaking her head. "No one can here you in here, Upstead." And why did it bother her so much that he was calling for Lawson? No matter. Time to put an end to that. Anastasia twirled Jake's wand again and then used it to cast a nonverbal silencing spell on him. Her favorite. HA. HA. HA. Not that he needed the spell, really, since the affectionate Devil's Snare had expanded across his mouth. At least the plant was leaving his nostrils free so he could breath and his ears open so he could hear. He'd need his hearing. Twirling Jake's wand again, Bunbury conjured up a plain black lab stool and took a seat to watch him. She shook her head and twirled his wand some more. The more he struggled the worse it would be. "This plant, like you, has no understanding of personal space, Upstead," she thought to mention casually. "And the more you move the clingier it gets." Cheerful news! __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind