01-07-2013, 06:12 AM
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| Gaga Mafia Monster : MURPHY : Kelvin's SS!BFAM : Roro's Evil Twin : Ravlyndor : Gopher SPOILER!!: Drama Llama Sophia and Medea Quote:
Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy Sophia frowned."Except no one hated the lesson Calista. They seemed to like those wretched creatures and wanted to keep them." Her frown fell and she took on a very matter of fact tone." And I never denied blowing them up. Those rodents shouldn't have been in my office to begin with so whoever put them there.." She eyed Medea again.."should take full responsibility for that since they were fine where they were."
She regretted nothing at this point. "Furthermore Calista, I am having a conversation with you and Medea so unless someone were to try reading my lips or eaves dropping they'd have no idea what I'm talking to you about. I'm not one to yell..never did it with my children and I'm certainly not going to strain my throat on you." She sipped her water and looked towards the BoG table. They weren't even looking at the table.
Pfft leave it to Elwood to want to add drama where there was none. Quote:
Originally Posted by Roselyn She didn't particularly mind fighting her own battles, although it felt more like she didn't have a choice but to slouch in her seat a little and glance back and forth between the two professors as if watching a tennis match. Pulling her spoon towards her, she fiddled with it in her lap for a moment before it seemed like she could speak up now.
Ahem, alrighty then.
"No one is suggesting you're raising your voice, Sophia." she said finally, sitting up a little in her seat. "Though I do think pointing fingers at someone vithout clear evidence to support your accusation is a little juvenile, don't you?" The ending point of this claim that Sophia apparently had in mind was still a mystery. Was she hoping Medea would outright confess? Or just to tell her that she knew it was her?
Either way, the spoon was now the defense professor's favorite utensil.
For the love of all tea leaves that clump, why did Sophia have to be so dramatic? Yes she hates Pygmy Puffs and yes they just happened to end up in her office. Did that call for blowing them up? No. And now she was hear pointing fingers and arguing with two of her colleagues who were trying to enjoy a feast. "Whatever Sophia. You blew up the Pygmy Puffs and I'm okay with it." Callie looked back at her plate with a huff and wished she had some food already. The mashed potatoes were always so fantastic. Quote:
Originally Posted by hpluvr037 Her concerned look and question caught him off guard. He hadn't been aware that any of his thoughts had colored his face, but they must have. Ruddy bad memories, popping up when I don't want them... He mentally pushed this out of the way.
"Eh? Oh, righ'. Aye, I'm jus' fine." His stomach chose this opportune moment to make a VERY loud manly growl. Ali patted it, saying "'M jus' hungry, yeh know. Lo's o' work wrangling those firs' years." He flashed her a wink. He didn't look fine but if he said so. "I'm sure but they are pretty cute all the same." Calista nodded quickly. She only got to teach the little ones on rare occasions. Most of the students didn't take her lessons until they were at least third years but a few more eager ones had signed up early. Ali was hungry, so was she--where was the food Headmistress?! "I'm starving too, I didn't eat lunch today to save room for the Feast." Another giggle.
SPEECH! SPEECH! She fought the urge to start clinking her glass. Quote:
Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles Waving hand? Oh. Dash lazily held up a few fingers greeting the woman who lived in a wagon. Dash, too cool for real waves. She felt like waving even more towards him but figured that it would be weird so she though...better not. Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Of ALL the nights that he had to be called BACK to London for a sort of emergency conference tonight just HAAAAAAAAAAD to be the night. Yes, it had been fascinating and, quite frankly, legendary to be among some of Europe's top astronomers overseeing their research and listening to their presentation on their findings on a "born again" planetary nebula - which Airey needed to put his seal of approval on as Astronomer Royal - along with a brief discussion on an approaching comet that was estimated to fly within 1.2 million miles of earth...but the former Gryffindor troublemaker really just wanted to be at Hogwarts and his first opening feast since...however long it had been. After what had seemed like HOURS going back and forth on an unofficial name for the comet - which ended up to be named after so-and-so's wife or something to that regard - Airey had zoomed out of the conference room and rushed back to Hogwarts.
It WOULD have been much easier had he been allowed to apparate into Hogwarts directly...but whatever. Rules and safety and all that.
Didn't matter because he was here now! FINALLY! .........and he was late. Oh so very late. "Evening Headmistress," he said as he approached the attractive redheaded woman. "Terribly sorry for the lateness and my sudden departure." Hopefully his patronus message had gotten to Headmistress Truebridge about his sudden departure or else she would feed him to a flesh eating plant like the last Astronomy professor and fire him?. He wasn't that late though...was he?! There still was no food...unless they had all already eaten.
Giggling galaxies he sure hoped this wasn't the case....
After addressing the Headmistressed, the suited astronomer - freshly pressed and dry cleaned by the best muggle dry cleaners in London (FASCINTATING PROCESS!!) - made his way up to the dias and quickly found his seat and slid a rather large box onto the table beside his empty plate. Just a little something he had picked up outside of the dry cleaners at a muggle supermarket as a sort of apology gift to all the staff for his sudden disappearance and lateness to the feast.
He probably should have picked up something less heavy than a box of canned food....oh well! But seriously though, when was the food getting here?
Calista was beginning to get antsy and she was feeling sloshy after all the water she had drank already to quell her hunger. When she was about to whisper to Medea or the new Flying instructor about the horrible wait and what Annie was playing at for taking so long the Divination Professor watched a skinny blonde man rush up to the table in a strikingly talored suit and sit in the Astronomy chair. "Apparently they did fill Marion's post." she said to no one in particular. "Hello down there, Calista Elwood, Divination." Callie leaned forward on the table to wave at him. He had a familiar face but she couldn't place it. It was going to bother her though.
He had something with him, you honestly couldn't have missed him as he lugged it up to the table with him. "What'd you bring with you, if you don't mind me asking of course?" |
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