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Anna Banana
Hearing her name, Sierra spun around, nearly turning herself right into Treyen Lockhart. She start to snap at him, but there was just something that stopped her from doing so. Merlin, why was she being so nice today?! After she got off this ship, she was going to have to go yell at somebody or she'd fill completely not herself.
She tried to move a few steps away from the Hufflepuff prefect but ended up getting caught in another piece of knotted rope, causing her to stumble a bit before regaining her balance. She did frown at Treyen on that note. He'd caused that...somehow! "The potions lab," she firmly said, "can be helped." She kicked off the piece of rope before turning back to Treyen. "This ship just...stinks of oldness."
Whaaaa--
Sierra will be falling off the Ship pretty quickly if she kept on not looking where she walked. Seriously. But Barty will help her resurface, no?
He was following her moves with his eyes, in case she actually fell and NEEDED some help getting up. Not that she'll be needing it, but it was something gentlemen did, no? And he was a gentleman, after all.
Treyen ignored the frowning. It wasn't the first time he'd done so, and then waved his hand as to dismiss the whole thing,
"Nonsense, just pretend you're doing some research," wasn't that the same she did while on the Lab?
"Or going through and old book or something," he commented, until his mind thought of something very important.
"Why are you still here, though? If you don't like it," he asked, bringing his eyebrows together for a moment,
"It's not like someone is forcing you," or was there someone forcing her?