"I can't think of anything else offhand," Antonio said after thinking for a moment.

Forrester considered for a moment, "No, I believe the common room and quidditch team is all I had to mention," he looked about the room to see if anyone else had anything to add.....maybe Vindictus would.

The entire time, Vindictus had been absentmindedly shuffling a deck of cards that he had stashed beneath the seat cushions of the couch. "Excellent choice in selecting two outstanding Quidditch players to be role models at this school! I trust both of them with keys to the Pitch." He grinned. "Leaders have to be fierce . . . have you considered Greenwood as your new captain, Forrester? Oh, and Dumont has to replace Chosen since she graduated. But we can talk about Quidditch after we deal with some serious issues with the House Elves. "Too much starch in the linens. Makes 'em too stiff and scratchy. The entire Ravenclaw house has been complaining about it - yes, we want crisp linens, but this is ridiculous! Willow said she could crush a Bludger at a bedsheet and it'd bounce off. Oh, too much bleach, too. Ripped a sock in two 'cause the bleach rotted the elastic and cotton fibers." He started doing some card tricks. "The scones from the kitchens are a bit too dry . . . I swear Clifford almost choked on one . . . and they're better with clotted cream, not Devonshire cream."

Pepe couldn't help but laugh at Vindictus' rant about the house elves, but he took a quill and made notes. "Alright, so less starch and bleach in the laundry, less moisture in the dungeons, and more moisture for the scones," he said as wrote each part down to remember later.

Once he was finished writing, he summoned over some glasses and poured beverages for everyone. "If that's all the business we have let's have some refreshments before the rest of the staff get here."

Sporting a fresh buzz cut and pair of new robes, Constantine stepped into the Staff Room. He was kind of happy to be back again, but sad that he had to leave his new wife to do so. At least she had a dog to protect her now and that made him a little less anxious, but not entirely after an event in the summer.

"Hello everyone," he said gently, nodding his head to the few that were already there, as he made a straight line for a chair by the fire. He took a seat in a random one and started to play with his wedding ring, twirling it between his fingers. His eyes started to roam around the room as he wondered about the things that needed to be done on the grounds still.

Anastasia Bunbury was looking far more casual than usual as she marched into the staff room. She wasn't wearing any extreme heels today (just the stiletto boots) but she was indeed wearing a tight pair of jeans - designer ones, of course. Bunbunz had to check up on her greenhouses later so naturally she dressed for the part.

The redhead paused to glance around and see who was already here - oh, just the heads of houses and the boss. Hmm. And the gardener was there, in the corner, playing with some sort of shiny object. She was definitely not going near him...not after discovering that he was, in fact, the niffler she had cared for. Stupid fake stupid stupid niffler.

"Helllllllo," Annie called out in greeting to the others, pushing her sunglasses up to rest on the top of her head. She click-clacked over to the couch by Max and sat down, pulling out a little PINK nail file to look busy and/or avoid having to address anyone. She was still slightly embarrassed about her behavior last term, not that she would ever admit that out loud.

"Good afternoon, Professor Bunbury... Masterson." Kazimeriz said softly from his position directly to her right, in the dim corner of the room. He nodded to her and then Masterson. His gaze returned to her. "You will forgive me if I do not rise." He knew it was only proper to rise when a lady entered the room, however, under the circumstances... Still, he felt his anger and frustration rise at his current ailment and wondered where Truebridge, the source of his new misery, was.

Marcus entered what he hoped to be the staff room having been walking around for the last hour trying to find the room. As he walked in he breathed a sigh of relief that this indeed seemed to be the place and thankful that he wasn't too late. Seeing how there were only a few in the room.

Opting for a pair of dress pants and shirt over his usual jeans and t-shirt, he spotted Annie first and he gave her a tentative smile before letting his eyes scan the rest of the room. "Hello everyone. I apologise for my tardiness but I kind of got lost."

He didn't know what to expect in coming here, having never actually attended Hogwarts during his school years, so he found it quite a shock to see how big the place actually was. He stood just inside the door unsure of where to sit exactly.

"Kazi....meriz," Anastasia acknowledged slowly, a slight smirk tugging at the edge of her lips. Oh yes, she'd heard all about his pathetic old-man injury. Ha, as if she would feel any sympathy for him. He was the one who started that stupid duel in the first place and he got what was coming to him.

She went back to filing her nails and didn't even look up when she head Marcus' familiar voice. Nope, they did not know each other. Not at all. Never met him. Never even heard of him.

Also, he was NOT going to sit on the empty part of the couch by her. If he did...well...she could probably stick that nail file someplace that wouldn't be very appropriate to mention in front of her other, more worthy coworkers.

Constantine smirked as Bunbury walked in. He found it rather amusing (to this day) that she had been so protective over him while he was a wee niffler. Speaking of which, where was Iliana? He had realized the other day that he still had her chain. He had hid it well in his room, in a place Madison would never look, but he knew that his luck only went so far.

"Kazimeriz," he replied back in acknowledgment to the man, nodding his head. His eyes then turned to the door as a new man walked in. With a gentle sigh, he continued to play with the wedding ring, his eyes watching with absolutely no interest.

Interns are invited to the staff meeting right? Right? Caroline fretted as she made her way to the staff room. She hesitated at the door. Part of her seemed positive that she would be denied entry or thrown from the room like a naughty child if she should dare set foot past the threshold.

She smoothed her skirt for the umpteenth time. Suddenly the decision to wear such a bright and cheerful dress seemed foolish. She should have chosen something more subdued, more mature. And she shouldn’t have worn shoes with BOWS on them. She liked the bows, but they didn’t scream 'Hi, I’m an adult with adult things on her mind.'

Taking a deep breath, Cari stepped inside. “Hello,” she said evenly to the room in general, “is there somewhere in particular I’m supposed to sit?”

Good Cari, act like you belong and they’ll just let you stay.

As the first of the rest of the staff started to trickle in, Pepe conjured up a tray, poured drinks and started circulating around like some kind of cocktail waitress (minus the sexy outfit and femaleness, of course). "Good afternoon, Mr. Masterson, Professor Bunbury... ah and Mr. Lawson and Miss Avalon, welcome!" he beamed as he greeted the newcomers and then tried to usher the newest staffers forward as he drew attention to them. "Everyone, here's our new defense teacher and the healer intern, Mr. Lawson and Miss Avalon. I'm sure you can tell which is which."

Alessia's dark blonde hair fell in curtains around her face, hiding her, as she made her way in to the staff room quietly... She wasn't last... others weren't there yet. But that Bunny woman was...

She was wearing her cloak, with the hood pulled over her head. The full moon had come and gone, and the after effects weren't pretty to look at... not until she could transfigure herself into something more... pleasing.

She spotted her godfather and smiled widely at Kazimeriz, her bloodshot eyes only visible to him while she made her way to stand beside him. Papa Valon was the only person whom she was comfortable with at the moment. She couldn't look at the others still. Last term was the most embarrassing 10 months she'd ever experienced.

"Hello Papa Valon, how are you feeling today?" She said masking her embarrassment... she couldn't fool him though. She knew... still.

Down from his tower to the staff room, Kapoor finally made it to the meeting. He smiled warmly to the staff already present: The two wrestling witches from the corridor (one of whom looked like she'd been on the losing end of such an affair recently), the old man one child simply referred to as "AHHHHHhh!", the heads, new staff members, Headmaster Bontecou, and the quiet mellow Masterson, who'd perched himself near to the fire. "Good afternoon, everyone." He greeted warmly taking a seat near the new intern, saving one for Ashby.

"Oh, Welcome to Hogwarts!" The semi-befuddled Professor said, speaking to the new-comers.

Professor Kazimeriz glanced at the young lady entering the room, then did a double take. His jaw slackened, his eyes bugged out and his eyebrows furrowed as his gaze fixed on the young girl who entered the room. His expression was not unlike that of a man having a stroke, and he thought for a moment that perhaps he was. Surely it had to be an anuerysm or-- perhaps someone had slipped a confusion concoction into his drink. Yes, surely that was it. Or a stroke. A stroke would surely be more merciful than-- Caroline? It certainly could not be Caroline-- no, surely not. Why, she would be my age...

He couldn't take his eyes off her, and kept staring as though no one else was in the room.


"Mhrm.." he murmured a wordless grunt absently, knowing vaguely that his name had been spoken but unable to process what had been said. He continued to stare at the young woman, unmoving.

Kazimeriz moved a hand toward the divinations professor in what could be interpreted as a slight wave of greeting. In reality, he was hoping to encourage the bloke to move aside, as he was obstructing his line of sight and he couldn't see his hallucination as clearly. Was that even possible, to obstruct a hallucination? He didn't think so. Still. He craned his neck forward so he could see if it was still there, relaxing back as Kapoor moved toward a seat.

She still was there. And did the headmaster really just say... Avalon? Or was that a figment of his imagination as well?

He sat, staring at the young woman. Rapt. Shocked.

Caroline...Avalon?

Having just finished tending to the creatures in the school stables, Iliana quickly made her way up to the castle. She wasn't too sure if anyone would be put off by her casual attire and hoped it wouldn't be too frowned upon. Maybe they'd give her some slack, just this once. After all, somebody had to take care of the creatures around here and the meeting just sorta happened to be scheduled during the Abraxans' feeding time.

When she arrived outside of the staff room door, Iliana pulled her hair into a loose ponytail and stepped inside. "Good afternoon Headmaster." She said, taking the first empty seat that she saw. "I hope I'm not late."

"Thank you headmaster. It's nice to be here finally." Marcus gave the man a small smile and let his eyes scan the room again. He had least felt a little more comfortable now. They seemed a sort of motley lot and it made him feel a little less out of place. Still he was glad he didn't arrive wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His eyes flicked passed Annie again and he was glad that she was ignoring him.

Marcus looked at the man who had spoken and he raised an eyebrow. Divination...for sure. "Thanks mate" he muttered. He thought about shaking his hand and then decided against it.

He looked behind him to see who the other new staff member was and his eyebrows shot up in surprise and his lips formed a sort of O shape. Oh he was going to get her back for this. That afternoon spent at Florean's and she had never said that Hogwarts was the place she was going to be interning at.

Marcus looked at Caroline and grinned slightly and made his way toward her. "Cheeky bugger" he murmured as he passed her and found himself an empty chair and sat down.

"Mhmm thank you, Headmaster," Anastasia murmured, slipping a drink off of Pepe's little tray. Heheh it was cute and hers had a little pink umbrella in it. Clever. Hopefully it had something else in it too, now that Axe was here....and Lupa...and ew, who let the little girl in?

Bunbury's brows furrowed as she took a sip of her drink, glaring daggers at the young 'intern' who'd wandered in, looking all innocent and far too pretty in that dress and shoes ensemble. Who did she think she was anyway? Trying to outdress the rest of them on the ONE OCCASION that Anastasia wore jeans?

Pathetic. Well. She would just show her a real sense of style at the opening feast, wouldn't she. Bunbunz made a mental note to stop by the House Elves' quarters before she left so that she could request a kiddie table for the intern. Snicker snicker.

The redhead covered her thoughts by keeping her face impassive and nodding toward Iliana and David when they wandered in....which reminded her of something. Something other than the fact that it was proving rather difficult to ignore Marcus when he seemed to know that intern tart too. Grr.

"How's your Kapot doing, hmm?" Annie piped up with a slight smile toward the Divination professor. Hopefully he would just remember the wonderfully pink pot and plant and not her ridiculous antics from when she'd delivered it.

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As the first of the rest of the staff started to trickle in, Pepe conjured up a tray, poured drinks and started circulating around like some kind of cocktail waitress (minus the sexy outfit and femaleness, of course). "Good afternoon, Mr. Masterson, Professor Bunbury... ah and Mr. Lawson and Miss Avalon, welcome!" he beamed as he greeted the newcomers and then tried to usher the newest staffers forward as he drew attention to them. "Everyone, here's our new defense teacher and the healer intern, Mr. Lawson and Miss Avalon. I'm sure you can tell which is which."

Oh good, she was allowed to be here! If Headmaster Bontecou, she knew that guy, said so, then it was so right? A little bit of tension eased from between her shoulder blades and she released the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. "Thank you Headmaster," she replied, selecting a drink off the tray as it passed without even noticing what was on it.

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Down from his tower to the staff room, Kapoor finally made it to the meeting. He smiled warmly to the staff already present: The two wrestling witches from the corridor (one of whom looked like she'd been on the losing end of such an affair recently), the old man one child simply referred to as "AHHHHHhh!", the heads, new staff members, Headmaster Bontecou, and the quiet mellow Masterson, who'd perched himself near to the fire. "Good afternoon, everyone." He greeted warmly taking a seat near the new intern, saving one for Ashby.



"Oh, Welcome to Hogwarts!" The semi-befuddled Professor said, speaking to the new-comers.

Cari smiled at the man who had just walked in. He had a kind look about him, kind and... addled? Well he seemed friendly anyway.

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Professor Kazimeriz glanced at the young lady entering the room, then did a double take. His jaw slackened, his eyes bugged out and his eyebrows furrowed as his gaze fixed on the young girl who entered the room. His expression was not unlike that of a man having a stroke, and he thought for a moment that perhaps he was. Surely it had to be an anuerysm or-- perhaps someone had slipped a confusion concoction into his drink. Yes, surely that was it. Or a stroke. A stroke would surely be more merciful than-- Caroline? It certainly could not be Caroline-- no, surely not. Why, she would be my age...

He couldn't take his eyes off her, and kept staring as though no one else was in the room.




"Mhrm.." he murmured a wordless grunt absently, knowing vaguely that his name had been spoken but unable to process what had been said. He continued to stare at the young woman, unmoving.



Kazimeriz moved a hand toward the divinations professor in what could be interpreted as a slight wave of greeting. In reality, he was hoping to encourage the bloke to move aside, as he was obstructing his line of sight and he couldn't see his hallucination as clearly. Was that even possible, to obstruct a hallucination? He didn't think so. Still. He craned his neck forward so he could see if it was still there, relaxing back as Kapoor moved toward a seat.

She still was there. And did the headmaster really just say... Avalon? Or was that a figment of his imagination as well?

He sat, staring at the young woman. Rapt. Shocked.

Caroline...Avalon?

And the old man... Seemed to be having a medical emergency. Okay, no maybe not. Maybe he was just... Odd. He couldn't be anyone other than Valon Kazimeriz, the Ancient and Foreboding. At the moment he seemed to be an advertisement for senility or shock, she wasn't sure which yet. Observation was warranted.

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"Thank you headmaster. It's nice to be here finally." Marcus gave the man a small smile and let his eyes scan the room again. He had least felt a little more comfortable now. They seemed a sort of motley lot and it made him feel a little less out of place. Still he was glad he didn't arrive wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His eyes flicked passed Annie again and he was glad that she was ignoring him.



Marcus looked at the man who had spoken and he raised an eyebrow. Divination...for sure. "Thanks mate" he muttered. He thought about shaking his hand and then decided against it.



He looked behind him to see who the other new staff member was and his eyebrows shot up in surprise and his lips formed a sort of O shape. Oh he was going to get her back for this. That afternoon spent at Florean's and she had never said that Hogwarts was the place she was going to be interning at.

Marcus looked at Caroline and grinned slightly and made his way toward her. "Cheeky bugger" he murmured as he passed her and found himself an empty chair and sat down.

It was worth the effort of dancing around Marcus' questions in Diagon Alley just for the fun of seeing his face in that moment. He didn't look mad exactly, shocked definitely, but she got the feeling she would pay for it.

Cari tried to arrange her expression in her best innocent, 'Who Me?' face, but failed miserably. Instead she had to bite her lip to suppress the guilty smile that was forming. Her eyes danced with mischief as she watched Marcus sit down.

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"Mhmm thank you, Headmaster," Anastasia murmured, slipping a drink off of Pepe's little tray. Heheh it was cute and hers had a little pink umbrella in it. Clever. Hopefully it had something else in it too, now that Axe was here....and Lupa...and ew, who let the little girl in?

Bunbury's brows furrowed as she took a sip of her drink, glaring daggers at the young 'intern' who'd wandered in, looking all innocent and far too pretty in that dress and shoes ensemble. Who did she think she was anyway? Trying to outdress the rest of them on the ONE OCCASION that Anastasia wore jeans?

Pathetic. Well. She would just show her a real sense of style at the opening feast, wouldn't she. Bunbunz made a mental note to stop by the House Elves' quarters before she left so that she could request a kiddie table for the intern. Snicker snicker.

The redhead covered her thoughts by keeping her face impassive and nodding toward Iliana and David when they wandered in....which reminded her of something. Something other than the fact that it was proving rather difficult to ignore Marcus when he seemed to know that intern tart too. Grr.

"How's your Kapot doing, hmm?" Annie piped up with a slight smile toward the Divination professor. Hopefully he would just remember the wonderfully pink pot and plant and not her ridiculous antics from when she'd delivered it.

And the redheaded one... was scary. Cari sat down in the nearest chair, one near to the friendly sort of addled man and decided it would be best to stay out of her way. Oh she hoped this wasn't the school nurse.

"H'mm...Oh! Yes! My Kapot. It is doing quite well. I have it over by my window so it can get some sunlight, but...I think it has a caterpillar. Someone has bitten little half-circles into one of it's leaves." As he spoke, Kapoor cautiously stole little glances towards the floor. Ah. Shoes. She was not a hippy afterall, but in a pair of smart brown boots. "I like your shoes." He said, in a rather unassuming tone. He didn't quite want to embarass her, but was glad to have her back to...normal?

Ian hustled into the staff room. Unfortunately for him, over the summer, he had managed to once again deviate from his wife's diet for him. He was quite a bit...pudgier than the previous year.

He was sweating profusely and his forehead was as shiny as a bowling ball.

"'Lo, everyone, Headmaster." he said, hands on his knees. "How was everyone's holiday?"

He hadn't even noticed the new staff members in the room. Then again...he was somewhat distracted by how bushy he had allowed his eyebrows to become. It was like a jungle up in there.

"Not at all," he said, offering her a drink from the tray and a broad smile. "Looking good as always," he winked and moved on to the next staff member.

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He was sweating profusely and his forehead was as shiny as a bowling ball.

"'Lo, everyone, Headmaster." he said, hands on his knees. "How was everyone's holiday?"

"Quite nice, thank you. Need a towel?" he asked, his eyes moving upward to his forehead. He produced a handkerchief and handed it to the other man before holding the tray out and turning to the rest of the room.


"Well, I suppose we should get on with the meeting. Before I get to my orating, does anyone have any pressing issues to be brought before the assemblage?"

...

Well that was weird... not even a smile?

"Papa Valon?" she said removing her hood. Her face was haunted, and her cheeks sunken in... she looked as if she aged 20 years in one night. But her looks weren't important at the moment... no one else mattered... was her godfather having a stroke? "Papa?"

Kapoor took a moment to eagerly select a minty-looking drink from the tray the Headmaster had been passing around. He sucked the sweet cream from the top of it and it left him with a large foaming moustache.

"I've got nothing to report, Headmaster." He said through a screen of sticky sweet froth.

"Great Merlin, Ian! Are you hiding cocoons in your great brow?" He said taking noticed of Ashby's extra-furry eyebrows and teasing lightly. Not that Kapoor could really be one to speak, his own brows bushy enough to knit mittens out of. He pushed back the seat next to his to make room for Ian and sat there with the moustache of white.

Kazimeriz shook his head, trying to snap back into himself. He furrowed his brows further and glanced at Alessia. "Fine." he said in a pale, gravelly voice, trying to regulate his breathing and slow his heart.

Any issues? Any issues? O ho, did he have issues. And every last one of his 'issues' could be wrapped up in the young lady there in the bright sundress. He found his voice.

"Her. What is she doing here?" he asked, indicating the Avalon woman, his expression still stricken.