09-25-2012, 01:57 AM
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Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
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David O. Truebridge Mysteries | *eyes Patrice* Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB Children. Children. There were too many children here, and not enough house elves. Anastasia was starting to feel smothered, and more panicky than ever. What had happened to those days when the entrance to the kitchens was a tightly-kept secret??!? Quote:
Originally Posted by Argyle Argyle was sweeping near the fireplace because Argyle hated when the soot got all over Argyle's spotless floor. Argyle wouldn't have that, no she wouldn't. Argyle would keep the kitchen clean and shiny for the studentsies and staffsies.
Hearing her name, Argyle's large pointy ears twitched and she hurried over to the speaker, bowing when her big round eyes caught sight of the Headmistress. "Headmistress Truebridge, Argyle will help you. Argyle is happy to serve. Argyle can get the job done." Quote:
Originally Posted by Beezley Beezley was in the far part of the kitchen when she heard somebody calling for the elfsies. Her little elfish ears perked up, and she immediately put down the utensils she'd been working with. Beezley had lots and lots of work to do, but Beezley would finish it later. Beezley knew that voice calling for the elfsies. "Beezley is here, Missus," she said, stepping into the part of the kitchen the headmistress was in. "Beezley is here for whatever Missus needs." The elf came to a stop when she was a good distance away from the headmistress and looked up at her with wide eyes. "Argyle! Beezley!" the redhead called out to them like a shipwreck survivor clinging to a piece of wreckage. "Thank Merlin you're here! I...I....I've...... I've lost something..." she swallowed an awkward lump in her throat, feeling close to tears, and took a step closer to the elves. Then the Headmistress bent down so that she was stooping at their eye level and speaking in a whisper.
"Can you help me find it, please? I thought... maybe Toddles had taken it, at first, then I thought....it was just lost... or a student borrowed it....but I don't know anymore." She fought back a sniffle and pointed to the lapel of her blazer. "I'm mmissing my brooch...my beautiful green brooch. Please help me find it."
She hadn't gone ANYWHERE without it ALL TERM. And now... NOW SHE FELT NAKED! And scared, for some inexplicable reason....
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