01-17-2010, 08:33 PM
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Banshee
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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 Okay... yes... she'd gone insane.
Even though Jake didn't know the other boy in the office, he turned to him is though begging for help with this woman. It was freaking WEIRD. And very scary... like being stuck inside a room with a crazy cat lady. Shudder. "I wuhh-wuhhh-wanted to cuhh-climb th-th-th-the Whom-whomping Wuhh-willow," Jake stuttered, shrinking back a little at the sight of Bunbury.
Climbing the Willow could wait; he could easily do that without permission. But this was an urgent, pressing matter. "Puhh-ppppprofessor," the boy said quietly, a slight wobble in his voice which was remniscient of his first year. "Yuhh-you're ssscaring muhh-me..."
And what was the other thing she'd said? About doing anyhing more to her?
Oh Merlin, was she going to try and get her revenge, even with someone else in here. "I nuhh-never dddid anything tuhh-to yuhh-you..."
Oh jeez. This was scary. Jake couldn't quite keep up the cool, calm composure in here. And despite Jake's fear of Tate, he'd have to go see the man... maybe Bunbury needed... you know, a healer. Anastasia sighed loudly and sat up straighter in her chair, smoothing out her disheveled robes. All right all right. No more scaring the children, apparently, no more no more.
FINE.
George would have been proud of her though.
"So you want to climb the Whomping Willow. I cannot help you with your problem of being afraid of me, or whatever, Jake, but I could possibly arrange a time for you to climb the tree."
She narrowed her eyes at the boy as if judging his character. "Give me a good solid reason, first." Quote:
Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles Legend was almost a hundred percent sure that Bunbury had been abducted buy aliens over the summer. His reason for this? Simple.
She was SO not acting like Bunbury. She was acting like...a badly dressed, wild haired....chocolate gobbler.
He SO should have brought his camera. "Stupid? Is that because you're really a alien who-." Legend stopped himself. Aliens didn't admit that they were aliens! He had a plan. Tugging once again on his tie he grinned. "I mean....thats such a shame Professor. Now er- I had a question to ask you about you know some flowers. So I was passing through the Student Garden and I was like going back to the Castle because I got bored after a while and I...sort of accidently steped on his large pink speckled flower. So yeah...do flowers die easily?" Now if this was REALLY Bunbun. Then the Gryffindor knew what would happen. "I beg your pardon?" Bunz whipped her head around and gave Legend a Look, like Wipe That Smile Off Your Face Or I Will Do It For You and It Will Hurt Like Hades.
That kind of look.
"Yes, flowers die easily, you dolt," she snorted and shuffled some glossy papers and shiny ads on her desk. Shopping. She needed to go shopping after speaking to the Headmaster. "Why do you----"
And then it clicked. He'd STEPPED one ONE OF HER PRECIOUS FLOWERS?!! Bunz stood up from her desk in a bit of a rage. "WHICH FLOWER AND WHERE? SHOW ME AT ONCE!" Quote:
Originally Posted by Vinegar Tom Chaucer looked over lazily, but grinned once he caught sight of the speaker. "Ah, Tobias! Good to see you lad, good to see you. I mean really good to see you - I could barely make you out all the way across the table midst the steam and et cetera. Your voice too is different... " He stopped to give the other boy a quick once over, as was his habit, and picked off a rogue piece of fluff he saw on Tobias' right shoulder. "All that aside, why are you here? Introductions? Queries?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Egyptian_Blue Tobias grinned. Mentally, he gave a little cheer. Chaucer remembered who he was! Maybe he had a friend after all. Something he said changed the expression on his face from happy to puzzled. "My voice is different? Really?" Maybe it was just one of Chaucer's little quirks. Hearing subtle changes in pitch.
"Introductions...mostly," Tobias said, unable to remember if he had explained his hair situation to Chaucer. He decided that he hadn't, and it was more complicated than he wanted to deal with right now. "I'm also going to see if i can help out in the greenhouses or gardens." The redhead was actually so enraged about the potentially dead flower that she did, in fact, stomp to the door and yank it open. "Legend Chosen, take me to the dead flower right now or so help me I will----"
Hmm, wait, she would need to put some shoes on first. And she would need to get rid of the two Slytherins chit-chatting on her stoop.
"Do either of you need something or are you also here for the tea party?"
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