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BanaBatGirl · 09-01-2009, 04:59 PM

As you approach Professor Bunbury's Office, you notice a little square of parchment abruptly ripped out of some sort of publication and permanently stuck to the wall by her door.

If that doesn't scare you off and should you still wish to speak to the Herbology professor outside of class, her office is one logical place to find her. But since the tragic flooding, near-loss of her precious shoe closet and dramatic catnapping of her pet last term, Bunbury has become more cautious of who she allows into her personal space.

Knock on the door to Bunz's office, announce your presence and reason for coming, and she'll decide if she wishes to speak you and when. There's a bright pink loveseat - large enough to seat three - for you to sit and wait patiently.

Oh, and do check your appearance for any mud/wrinkles/filth/etc. in the odd, gold mirror opposite the door before entering. You know how the Bunzinator is about filthy little children ~~like yourself~~.

OOC NOTE: Before posting in the office, you must post here and be told to enter, otherwise your post will be deleted. This should keep the RP moving faster and make it easier for me to manage the office.

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 05:17 AM

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"Hmm....kay..... you're welcome, I suppose," Bunbury blinked a few times after the camera went off. Phew. "Shall I autograph it also?"

.....

She was only half-joking. But then, ah, Torin! "My baklava?" Bunz raised a brow and took a step toward Torin. "Oooh how did it turn out?"

He smiled as he approached her. "Yes, Professor. I made it extra special for you because it's Christmas." He opened the box that it was in and showed her all the pretty red and green that he had added to it.

"I hope you like it." She better seeing all the bloody work he put into the thing.

fish_kid · 10-21-2009, 05:22 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Hmm....kay..... you're welcome, I suppose," Bunbury blinked a few times after the camera went off. Phew. "Shall I autograph it also?"

.....

She was only half-joking. But then, ah, Torin! "My baklava?" Bunz raised a brow and took a step toward Torin. "Oooh how did it turn out?"

Nathaniel tried hard not to roll his eyes at the Herbology Professor. "No ma'am. I think I'm good." he said to her as he saw Torin pop in. He looked at the older boy. Sucking up again. "I'm sure Torin would LOVE an autograph though."

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 05:26 AM

He frowned at Nate as he made that last comment to him out of nowhere. That was sorta uncalled for. But he wasn't unsettled in the least. "Whatever, Nate. I already got her autograph last Term. So did Fyo."

fish_kid · 10-21-2009, 05:32 AM

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He frowned at Nate as he made that last comment to him out of nowhere. That was sorta uncalled for. But he wasn't unsettled in the least. "Whatever, Nate. I already got her autograph last Term. So did Fyo."

And with that Nathaniel smiled at both Torin and Bunz. "Thanks again Professor!" he said winking at Torin. The Gryffindor turned and headed out of the waiting area. If he'd stayed any longer he was going to get himself in TROUBLE and Mariel would KILL him. Plus he had to go think of something to buy her for Christmas.

BanaBatGirl · 10-21-2009, 05:33 AM

Bunbury practically bounced forward and took the box of baklava from Torin. Mmmmhmmm smelled good. She'd have to share this with someone. It wasn't pie, so it was safe for sharings, yes?

"I do appreciate the decorative touches, Mr. Kane," she smiled to herself and tucked the box close to her chest. "I assure you, Lawson will not be getting any of this."

Slightly distracted by the baklava, Bunz just waved off Nate's DENIAL of an autograph. "That's all right. Another time then. Stay out of trouble!" she called after the kid.... as if it was even possible for him to do so.

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 05:36 AM

He shook his head at Nate and then watched him leave before turning his attention back to Professor Bunbury.

"No problem, Professor. I wanted to make it extra nice for you since you didn't get the other one." Well, that was part of the reason.

At least she seemed to like it. "So um.. How are you?" He was sorta wanting to mention the last time that he had seen her but wasn't really sure how to go about doing it.

BanaBatGirl · 10-21-2009, 05:49 PM

"Ah, yes......." Anastasia glanced down at the baklava and trailed off awkwardly. What else was there to say there? She was going to a take a chance and hope Torin had put nothing in this one too... Bunz turned to go put the baklava in her office but hesitated.

"How am I?" She frowned and continued looking down at the dessert. "I've been better....I...." she swallowed and then asked in a very quiet tone, "Torin.... do you think I'm a fake teacher?"

The fakest at Hogwarts?

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 07:13 PM

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"Ah, yes......." Anastasia glanced down at the baklava and trailed off awkwardly. What else was there to say there? She was going to a take a chance and hope Torin had put nothing in this one too... Bunz turned to go put the baklava in her office but hesitated.

"How am I?" She frowned and continued looking down at the dessert. "I've been better....I...." she swallowed and then asked in a very quiet tone, "Torin.... do you think I'm a fake teacher?"

The fakest at Hogwarts?

He watched her, confused as to why she seemed to be getting serious all of a sudden. Was she actually upset?

Then came her question. He didn't really get what she was even asking him. "What do you mean? Someone called you a fake?" He frowned. That was just rude! She was a good teacher. A very good teacher.

"You're a very good Professor and I'm not just saying that. You always teach us so much. And you do fun things in your lessons that get people to participate."

BanaBatGirl · 10-21-2009, 10:31 PM

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He watched her, confused as to why she seemed to be getting serious all of a sudden. Was she actually upset?

Then came her question. He didn't really get what she was even asking him. "What do you mean? Someone called you a fake?" He frowned. That was just rude! She was a good teacher. A very good teacher.

"You're a very good Professor and I'm not just saying that. You always teach us so much. And you do fun things in your lessons that get people to participate."

"Well, yes, someone did," Bunbury continued in her very quiet way. Why was she even talking to Torin about this? Oh right, becuase he was a GOOD STUDENT who actually ATTENDED LESSONS unlike SOME WORTHLESS crazy-eyed good-for-nothing RAVENCLAWS.

And he'd brought her baklava. Clearly, Torin Kane was an alright kinda guy.

"Classes aren't technically supposed to be fun," the redhead started to say, before biting her lip. "But, I suppose as long as you learn what you are supposed to, Herbology can be an enjoyable endeavor."

There. She felt a bit better now. "Thank you Torin, you're a pleasure to talk to." Bunz offered him a rare smile and gentle pat on the shoulder.

TeafortheSoul · 10-21-2009, 10:46 PM

Cela had been humming about it but she decided to go and ask Professor Bunbury.

She approached the waiting area and saw that Bunz was there with Torin Kane. Celandine waited quietly, wanted poster and ode clutched to her chest.

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 11:06 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Well, yes, someone did," Bunbury continued in her very quiet way. Why was she even talking to Torin about this? Oh right, becuase he was a GOOD STUDENT who actually ATTENDED LESSONS unlike SOME WORTHLESS crazy-eyed good-for-nothing RAVENCLAWS.

And he'd brought her baklava. Clearly, Torin Kane was an alright kinda guy.

"Classes aren't technically supposed to be fun," the redhead started to say, before biting her lip. "But, I suppose as long as you learn what you are supposed to, Herbology can be an enjoyable endeavor."

There. She felt a bit better now. "Thank you Torin, you're a pleasure to talk to." Bunz offered him a rare smile and gentle pat on the shoulder.

O_____O Was she actually being nice to him? Or was he dreaming?

"I'm glad you feel a bit better better, Professor. Just don't let people get to you like that. If you were a bad Professor you never would have kept your job, would you?" Hopefully this would cheer her up a bit more. She had seemed rather down.

"I was actually wondering about you," he added, not sure how to go on. Then he finally settled on telling her straight. "I saw someone chasing after you. But you were gone before I could ask you what was wrong."

BanaBatGirl · 10-21-2009, 11:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Whitterz

O_____O Was she actually being nice to him? Or was he dreaming?

"I'm glad you feel a bit better better, Professor. Just don't let people get to you like that. If you were a bad Professor you never would have kept your job, would you?" Hopefully this would cheer her up a bit more. She had seemed rather down.

"I was actually wondering about you," he added, not sure how to go on. Then he finally settled on telling her straight. "I saw someone chasing after you. But you were gone before I could ask you what was wrong."

"Er......................"

If she was a bad professor, she wouldn't be allowed to keep her job in the future, now would she. Righttttttt. She hadn't been barred entry from Hogwarts or her greenhouses. Yet. The term wasn't over yet though either. And who was to say who Upstead had told about his little detention? Or Tino? And the grape vines? She didn't want to think about it.

Annie's posture stiffened considerably when Torin brought up The Great Chase of 2069. Bad topic. "Yes that was regrettable. The student chasing me was the one who called me a fake...." A dark cloud seemed to come over her entire expression at the memory and when she spoke next it was in her much icier, normal tone. No more niceties.

"....and I don't wish to talk about it any further. Thank you, that will be all, I appreciate the baklava, but I should be going now. To the greenhouses." Bunz took a side-step toward her office to put the baklava away, but paused YET AGAIN at the approach of another student.

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Cela had been humming about it but she decided to go and ask Professor Bunbury.

She approached the waiting area and saw that Bunz was there with Torin Kane. Celandine waited quietly, wanted poster and ode clutched to her chest.

"Miss Toussaint," she called out coolly, "Do you need something?" Something other than another arm to repair??!?

WhittyBitty · 10-21-2009, 11:22 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Er......................"

If she was a bad professor, she wouldn't be allowed to keep her job in the future, now would she. Righttttttt. She hadn't been barred entry from Hogwarts or her greenhouses. Yet. The term wasn't over yet though either. And who was to say who Upstead had told about his little detention? Or Tino? And the grape vines? She didn't want to think about it.

Annie's posture stiffened considerably when Torin brought up The Great Chase of 2069. Bad topic. "Yes that was regrettable. The student chasing me was the one who called me a fake." A dark cloud seemed to come over her entire expression at the memory and when she spoke next it was in her much cooler, normal tone. No more niceties.

"....and I don't wish to talk about it any further. Thank you, that will be all, I appreciate the baklava, but I should be going now. To the greenhouses." Bunz took a side-step toward her office to put the baklava away, but paused YET AGAIN at the approach of another student.

"Miss Toussaint," she called out coolly, "Do you need something?" Something other than another arm to repair??!?

Oops, he had spoiled her slightly better mood. He hadn't meant to do that. But at least she seemed to be alright other than a problem student who didn't like her.

"Of course, Professor Bunbury. Enjoy your baklava and have a Merry Christmas." He smiled at her and made his way back to the castle, noticing Cela as he went.

TeafortheSoul · 10-21-2009, 11:23 PM

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"Miss Toussaint," she called out coolly, "Do you need something?" Something other than another arm to repair??!?

"Ummmmmm yes.... ummm...." Celandine hesitated, clearly wary of something. Why though? PINK! It was fine!

She turned the wanted poster over and held it up.

"Lord Borr made me make them and put them up... and um, do you have his cane? I don't know what to do professor... but if you know where his cane is, maybe you could tell me? So I could take it back to him or something." Cela chewed her lip nervously.

BanaBatGirl · 10-21-2009, 11:38 PM

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"Ummmmmm yes.... ummm...." Celandine hesitated, clearly wary of something. Why though? PINK! It was fine!

She turned the wanted poster over and held it up.

"Lord Borr made me make them and put them up... and um, do you have his cane? I don't know what to do professor... but if you know where his cane is, maybe you could tell me? So I could take it back to him or something." Cela chewed her lip nervously.

Bunz nodded at Torin, mumbling a belated, "Happy Christmas," as he walked off before turning her full attention to Cela.

She took a step closer to the girl and her parchment and nearly dropped the baklava she'd been holding. "Merlin... I have my own wanted poster??!!!" She snatched the thing out of Cela's hand and sank down onto the bench just outside her door. Thank goodness that loveseat was there.

Of course Annie's attention was drawn to the photo first - an old one of herself, of course, tutut. Not that old, but still, she wasn't overly fond of the wavy hairstyle as much this year. Waves and curls frizzed faster. And frizzies were not photogenic. And Annie always cared about looking photogenic. Duh.

Bunz next read through the parchment two or eight or twenty times before putting a hand to her chest in relief. Oh. Okay. It wasn't about.... ah.... excessive use of discipline in a detention. Good. So this was all just a stunt from that boar on the first floor.

She could handle him.

"I don't think the man needs his cane if he has you doing his dirty work, honestly," Bunbury looked up and shook her head. She folded the parchment up into a little square and stood up again with her baklava. "Where else have you placed these? Who else has seen them? Any other leads on the whereabouts of the cane?"

There was an odd blue sparkle in ole Bunbunz's eyes. Maybe she liked the idea of being 'wanted.'

TeafortheSoul · 10-22-2009, 01:12 AM

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Bunz nodded at Torin, mumbling a belated, "Happy Christmas," as he walked off before turning her full attention to Cela.

She took a step closer to the girl and her parchment and nearly dropped the baklava she'd been holding. "Merlin... I have my own wanted poster??!!!" She snatched the thing out of Cela's hand and sank down onto the bench just outside her door. Thank goodness that loveseat was there.

Of course Annie's attention was drawn to the photo first - an old one of herself, of course, tutut. Not that old, but still, she wasn't overly fond of the wavy hairstyle as much this year. Waves and curls frizzed faster. And frizzies were not photogenic. And Annie always cared about looking photogenic. Duh.

Bunz next read through the parchment two or eight or twenty times before putting a hand to her chest in relief. Oh. Okay. It wasn't about.... ah.... excessive use of discipline in a detention. Good. So this was all just a stunt from that boar on the first floor.

She could handle him.

"I don't think the man needs his cane if he has you doing his dirty work, honestly," Bunbury looked up and shook her head. She folded the parchment up into a little square and stood up again with her baklava. "Where else have you placed these? Who else has seen them? Any other leads on the whereabouts of the cane?"

There was an odd blue sparkle in ole Bunbunz's eyes. Maybe she liked the idea of being 'wanted.'

"I know, but I think he might get mad at me if I don't get find it now." Cela answered all wide-eyed and earnest.

"I put them in a bunch of places, along with... um... an ode for Borr." Cela wrinkled her nose. She thought it was a pretty good ode, it was just a shame about the subject matter.

"He said that I had to." Cela explained a bit mournfully. "He also said that you took his cane." Said= yelled and took= stole but whatever.

She gave Professor Bunbury a please-help-me look.

BanaBatGirl · 10-22-2009, 01:51 AM

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"I know, but I think he might get mad at me if I don't get find it now." Cela answered all wide-eyed and earnest.

"I put them in a bunch of places, along with... um... an ode for Borr." Cela wrinkled her nose. She thought it was a pretty good ode, it was just a shame about the subject matter.

"He said that I had to." Cela explained a bit mournfully. "He also said that you took his cane." Said= yelled and took= stole but whatever.

She gave Professor Bunbury a please-help-me look.

"When isn't he mad?" Bunbury was not a bit swayed by Cela's innocent looks. She just wasn't. The last time she had helped this girl, Bunz had been driven out of the castle by a mad child... and she honestly had not stepped foot inside since.

"I did take that cane," Anastasia admitted with a carefree shrug. "And I told that.....boar.... how he could get it back." She turned and opened the door to her office, glancing over her shoulder at Cela with a that's-that expression. "Was there something else you needed, Miss Toussaint?"

TeafortheSoul · 10-22-2009, 09:03 AM

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"When isn't he mad?" Bunbury was not a bit swayed by Cela's innocent looks. She just wasn't. The last time she had helped this girl, Bunz had been driven out of the castle by a mad child... and she honestly had not stepped foot inside since.

"I did take that cane," Anastasia admitted with a carefree shrug. "And I told that.....boar.... how he could get it back." She turned and opened the door to her office, glancing over her shoulder at Cela with a that's-that expression. "Was there something else you needed, Miss Toussaint?"

"How can he get it back?" Celandine asked with wide eyes, sure that Borr likely hadn't paid all that much attention to that part. She let out a little sigh at the glance, another part of her Bunbury-adoration suddenly shattered.

There WAS something else but...

"No, professor."

BanaBatGirl · 10-22-2009, 11:38 AM

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"How can he get it back?" Celandine asked with wide eyes, sure that Borr likely hadn't paid all that much attention to that part. She let out a little sigh at the glance, another part of her Bunbury-adoration suddenly shattered.

There WAS something else but...

"No, professor."

"He can come out here and apologize, like I.... already said," Bunbury repeated yet again. Why was she sounding like a broken record? Cela had ears. She had been at the scene of the cane-snatching. This was pointless.

"Then I bid you good day." Bunbury nodded curtly to the girl and stepped inside her office. Case closed.

TeafortheSoul · 10-22-2009, 11:43 AM

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"He can come out here and apologize, like I.... already said," Bunbury repeated yet again. Why was she sounding like a broken record? Cela had ears. She had been at the scene of the cane-snatching. This was pointless.

"Then I bid you good day." Bunbury nodded curtly to the girl and stepped inside her office. Case closed.

Celandine let out a folorn little sigh and with a look after Professor Bunbury she started back up to the school. What could she do now? Aside from wonder about Bunbury and really look at one of her idols without the rose-tinted glasses and all.

Maybe...

Oooh.

Cela darted off, heading up to the seventh floor.

Mad Eye Touz · 10-24-2009, 01:17 AM

Plymouth Morgan was doing his regular bit of random moseying around and about the grounds. It would have been nice to have company, Plymouth always enjoyed company, but today he was alone. Sigh.

So, he wandered up to the little waiting area that Professor Bunz had designated. He plopped right down on the love seat after a knock.

His reason for visiting? "Hehe."

And, so he waited.

Lissy Longbottom · 10-28-2009, 07:53 PM

Jack really DID like Bunbury. She was a good teacher and she made Herbology MUCH more interesting that it probably would be with any other teacher. But, when it came down to it...he WAS still a bit scared of her. That was why he was choosing to deliver the silvery mooncalf dung that Morgan had told them to give her while she was BUSY. If he gave it to her face to face...well, things could be a bit disasterous. Like, she could maybe dump the pot of dung on him or something! And Jack was not going to get POO thrown at him again.

Morgan had told them to decorate the pot, but he didn't really have many decorating tools avaliable to him. So, this was the best he came up with:

He had been looking for pink glitter, but when he asked his sister Jasmine if she had any in her dorm, she looked at him like he had two heads, so THAT idea had died pretty quickly. The poem that was attached was not that amazing either (Jack had never really been that good at writing) but ehh. Hopefully she'd appreciate it!

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Here is a present from me to you,
the coolest professor with an awesome red hair-do
During our Devil's Snare lesson people gave you a hard time
Because they all thought you'd put their lives on the line
After that stress you deserve a present or two!
So I've decorated a pot and filled it with poo!
While the silvery dung smells, the plants think it's a treat
But you've been warned--it's not something to eat!

Sincerely,
Jack Fritzera, Gryffindor Quidditch Captain

He wandered into her waiting area and set the pot of poop down in front of the door before knocking. Without waiting around to see if she would answer, he quickly turned tail and BOLTED out of there, out of fear that an angered Bunz would, indeed, tip the pot over on his head.

Maybe he'd get lucky and she WOULD like the gift and send him a thank you note!

BanaBatGirl · 10-29-2009, 02:54 AM

The Bunz was now a cold, shivery and frustrated Bunz as she approached her office from the other side. And look at that, another student out there.

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Plymouth Morgan was doing his regular bit of random moseying around and about the grounds. It would have been nice to have company, Plymouth always enjoyed company, but today he was alone. Sigh.

So, he wandered up to the little waiting area that Professor Bunz had designated. He plopped right down on the love seat after a knock.

His reason for visiting? "Hehe."

And, so he waited.

"Mr. Morgan," she called out nice and loud. You know, he could be used to unstick the door. She strolled past the boy and then paused just outside her door after jiggling the doorknob a few more times.

Still no luck -- but wait, what was this?

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Jack really DID like Bunbury. She was a good teacher and she made Herbology MUCH more interesting that it probably would be with any other teacher. But, when it came down to it...he WAS still a bit scared of her. That was why he was choosing to deliver the silvery mooncalf dung that Morgan had told them to give her while she was BUSY. If he gave it to her face to face...well, things could be a bit disasterous. Like, she could maybe dump the pot of dung on him or something! And Jack was not going to get POO thrown at him again.

Morgan had told them to decorate the pot, but he didn't really have many decorating tools avaliable to him. So, this was the best he came up with:

He had been looking for pink glitter, but when he asked his sister Jasmine if she had any in her dorm, she looked at him like he had two heads, so THAT idea had died pretty quickly. The poem that was attached was not that amazing either (Jack had never really been that good at writing) but ehh. Hopefully she'd appreciate it!

He wandered into her waiting area and set the pot of poop down in front of the door before knocking. Without waiting around to see if she would answer, he quickly turned tail and BOLTED out of there, out of fear that an angered Bunz would, indeed, tip the pot over on his head.

Maybe he'd get lucky and she WOULD like the gift and send him a thank you note!

.....a decorated pot of doodoo. OH DELIGHTFUL. JUST DELIGHTFUL. Bunbury was locked out of her office and all she had to look forward to was a gift of dung waiting outside her door?

"Could you help me with something, Plymouth dear?" the redhead asked, picking up the pot and wrinkling her nose at the stench. She didn't even have her wand to take care of the smell.

Mad Eye Touz · 10-29-2009, 03:36 AM

Plymouth hopped up at first sight of Professor Bunbury. His winning and charming smile turned on automatically. "Absolutely, yes and MA'AM. Put me to work. I literally have nothing else to do." Plymouth eased towards Professor Bunz after a GLANCE at Jack. Hmmm.