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BanaBatGirl · 04-08-2013, 06:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

"And I highly doubt that it needs permission at all." Dash said loudly as he quickly climbed the steps to the staff table. " Considering the fact that it is actually a she, and she is a baby." Passing his chair and stopping beside the headmistresses, he smirked before leaning in closer. "They tend not to understand how giving permission works, just in case you've forgotten." He winked before turning back and plopping right in his seat.

It felt strange tonight. In his head at least. A part of him had wanted to skip the feast all together but there was no point in that really. "Hecate." And baby. "Alistaire" He greeted, adding a nod to everyone close enough to hear him. Everyone else could just live their sad lives without hearing him speak.

Anastasia was still fuming when her deputy decided to show up, late as always. He seemed to be in a rare good mood though, so she didn't reply too snarkily to his comments.

"Maybe the IT I was talking about is IT'S MOTHER." Lafay. You. Ugly one, with the saggy jowls over there. Anastasia threw another glare in the direction of the Slytherin HoH and then glanced back to Dash. This was going to be a bittersweet feast, she could feel it already.

She had nothing else to say to him, for the moment, so she went back to staring out at the students. Her elbow crept on to the table and Annie cupped her chin with her hand. She was still fuming, but simmering down now. Some.

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Originally Posted by hpluvr037

That glare... Ali physically shrank back into his chair. He felt perspiration start to bead on his neck and dribble down his back. Oh Merlin.. But.. not angry with him? She definitely wasn't acting like it! The fact that she had corrected herself to call Broc and Bonny cattle wasn't lost on him. At least she was attempting to be civil in her own way. "Well, I'm sorry they did their business in yer office, Annie, bu' they are domesticated. However, they are also still creatures. I don' know how long they were in yer office, but yeh can bet they were downrigh' terrified. I's a natural response an' they didn' know any better." All true, and she probably had already thought of those facts. But he felt the need to stand up for his pets. "I'm more'n happy ter help you clean up if yeh haven' already finished."

Struck by an idea, he gripped his wand inside of his jacket pocket. With a wave, he conjured a stunning bouquet of fragrant flowers, as pink as he could manage. "I'm gland yeh believe me, Annie. I still feel bad abou' the whole thing, though. Here's some flowers. I know i's a poor attempt ter make amends, but a' least their fragrance c'n help mask whatever smell is lingerin' from... yeh know."

But blah blah blah, they're just poor domesticated natural respondin' animals blah blah blah. Anastasia only half-heard Ali's nervous rambling about his cows. She hadn't turned them into ground chuck yet, had she? No. So they were safe. He could just stop talking about it now, please and thanks.

She had stopped listening so she was surprised when she smelled something pleasant to her left all of a sudden. The redhead turned to be faced with a bouquet of very aromatic, large flowers. Well. "I... see," she said after a few long moments of blinking and smelling and taking the flowers from him and cuddling them tenderly. Well well well! Who would have thought the very embarrassed groundskeeper had it in him.

"This should make a difference, actually," she said much more gently as she took the flowers and settled them in her water glass. Had to keep them fresh through the feast! "Though I'm not living in the office at the moment." It was inhabitable until an exterminator and professional cleaning army of house elves had a chance to scrub the place down.

"Thank you." She was much more subdued now.

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Originally Posted by Droo

"Actually I do have a great fecal unction, the smell isn't the best, but I'm sure it will improve your skin's radiance." She smirked. "And I don't laugh at work, because there is nothing funny about a good education..." Though had she seen the headmistress slip and fall head first into the dung... that would have been funny. THAT she would have laughed at.

It? IT?!? Could the woman not see the child was a girl? She was just about to tell her off when...

Did Anastasia LOOK like she cared what kind of unctions Lafay had in her potions cabinet of secrets? No she did not. Did she CARE that the woman laughed or did not laugh at work? Yeah, a good education was serious business... HA. The redhead could have let out a stream of giggles at that one.

But she had flowers in front of her, pretty pink flowers to distract her. So she said none of these things and instead simmered in silence. "I don't like her," she commented under her breath, likely talking to her bouquet and no one else. It was a good thing Lafay had already left the table, because she had been THISCLOSE to getting herself fired.

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Annie whirled in and took her center seat at the table looking like she was going to blow out a rage of fire if she was a dragon. What in Merlin's whiskers had made the headmistress so angry? Or maybe who was the better question? Leo gave her a small smile. "Evening Headmistress, what is the matter?" Raising his hand to stroke his hair again he sighed. At least he wasn't the only one at the table that wasn’t exactly um feeling calm and collected.

"Evening," Anastasia was gently petting one of the flowers' petals when Leobald spoke to her... and unknowingly brought THE EVENT up again. Her blue eyes flashed red with a glint of anger again and she whirled to face him, lips pursed.

"NOTHING is the mater. NOTHING." SO STOP BRINGING IT UP ALREADY, PEOPLE, WOULD YOU?

She was just going to have to address this... situation directly, wasn't she. Well. No time like the present for a SPEECH. She would be needing a new water glass anyway, since hers was full of flowers. With that, and with a slight snarl still on her face, Anastasia stood and cast sonorous on herself. She cleared her throat loudly the way one might tap on a microphone to see if it were live, and waited for silence.

04-08-2013, 06:24 AM	#26 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	next post = speech Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles "And I highly doubt that it needs permission at all." Dash said loudly as he quickly climbed the steps to the staff table. *" Considering the fact that it is actually a she, and she* is a baby." Passing his chair and stopping beside the headmistresses, he smirked before leaning in closer. "They tend not to understand how giving permission works, just in case you've forgotten." He winked before turning back and plopping right in his seat. It felt strange tonight. In his head at least. A part of him had wanted to skip the feast all together but there was no point in that really. "Hecate." And baby. "Alistaire" He greeted, adding a nod to everyone close enough to hear him. Everyone else could just live their sad lives without hearing him speak. Anastasia was still fuming when her deputy decided to show up, late as always. He seemed to be in a rare good mood though, so she didn't reply too snarkily to his comments. "Maybe the IT I was talking about is IT'S MOTHER." Lafay. You. Ugly one, with the saggy jowls over there. Anastasia threw another glare in the direction of the Slytherin HoH and then glanced back to Dash. This was going to be a bittersweet feast, she could feel it already. She had nothing else to say to him, for the moment, so she went back to staring out at the students. Her elbow crept on to the table and Annie cupped her chin with her hand. She was still fuming, but simmering down now. Some. Quote: Originally Posted by hpluvr037** That glare... Ali physically shrank back into his chair. He felt perspiration start to bead on his neck and dribble down his back. Oh Merlin.. But.. not angry with him? She definitely wasn't acting like it! The fact that she had corrected herself to call Broc and Bonny cattle wasn't lost on him. At least she was attempting to be civil in her own way. "Well, I'm sorry they did their business in yer office, Annie, bu' they are domesticated. However, they are also still creatures. I don' know how long they were in yer office, but yeh can bet they were downrigh' terrified. I's a natural response an' they didn' know any better." All true, and she probably had already thought of those facts. But he felt the need to stand up for his pets. "I'm more'n happy ter help you clean up if yeh haven' already finished." Struck by an idea, he gripped his wand inside of his jacket pocket. With a wave, he conjured a stunning bouquet of fragrant flowers, as pink as he could manage. "I'm gland yeh believe me, Annie. I still feel bad abou' the whole thing, though. Here's some flowers. I know i's a poor attempt ter make amends, but a' least their fragrance c'n help mask whatever smell is lingerin' from... yeh know." But blah blah blah, they're just poor domesticated natural respondin' animals blah blah blah. Anastasia only half-heard Ali's nervous rambling about his cows. She hadn't turned them into ground chuck yet, had she? No. So they were safe. He could just stop talking about it now, please and thanks. She had stopped listening so she was surprised when she smelled something pleasant to her left all of a sudden. The redhead turned to be faced with a bouquet of very aromatic, large flowers. Well. "I... see," she said after a few long moments of blinking and smelling and taking the flowers from him and cuddling them tenderly. Well well well! Who would have thought the very embarrassed groundskeeper had it in him. "This should make a difference, actually," she said much more gently as she took the flowers and settled them in her water glass. Had to keep them fresh through the feast! "Though I'm not living in the office at the moment." It was inhabitable until an exterminator and professional cleaning army of house elves had a chance to scrub the place down. "Thank you." She was much more subdued now. Quote: Originally Posted by Droo "Actually I do have a great fecal unction, the smell isn't the best, but I'm sure it will improve your skin's radiance." She smirked. "And I don't laugh at work, because there is nothing funny about a good education..." Though had she seen the headmistress slip and fall head first into the dung... that would have been funny. THAT she would have laughed at. It? IT?!? Could the woman not see the child was a girl? She was just about to tell her off when... Did Anastasia LOOK like she cared what kind of unctions Lafay had in her potions cabinet of secrets? No she did not. Did she CARE that the woman laughed or did not laugh at work? Yeah, a good education was serious business... HA. The redhead could have let out a stream of giggles at that one. But she had flowers in front of her, pretty pink flowers to distract her. So she said none of these things and instead simmered in silence. "I don't like her," she commented under her breath, likely talking to her bouquet and no one else. It was a good thing Lafay had already left the table, because she had been THISCLOSE to getting herself fired. Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Annie whirled in and took her center seat at the table looking like she was going to blow out a rage of fire if she was a dragon. What in Merlin's whiskers had made the headmistress so angry? Or maybe who was the better question? Leo gave her a small smile. "Evening Headmistress, what is the matter?" Raising his hand to stroke his hair again he sighed. At least he wasn't the only one at the table that wasn’t exactly um feeling calm and collected. "Evening," Anastasia was gently petting one of the flowers' petals when Leobald spoke to her... and unknowingly brought THE EVENT up again. Her blue eyes flashed red with a glint of anger again and she whirled to face him, lips pursed. "NOTHING is the mater. NOTHING." SO STOP BRINGING IT UP ALREADY, PEOPLE, WOULD YOU? She was just going to have to address this... situation directly, wasn't she. Well. No time like the present for a SPEECH. She would be needing a new water glass anyway, since hers was full of flowers. With that, and with a slight snarl still on her face, Anastasia stood and cast sonorous on herself. She cleared her throat loudly the way one might tap on a microphone to see if it were live, and waited for silence. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind