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Callie Rattle! Rattle! Rattle! The door wasn't opening. Book. Spell. Eyes glazed, unresponsive; body stiff and awkward, Hadley Denaker was either asleep or undead. Either way she was clumsily trying to get into Professor Primeaux's office.
Book. Spell. Spell. Book.
Spell book. Scratch scratch scratch. The unresponsive girl was now trying to claw her way into his office. If she thought anything, it seemed perhaps that what she was looking for might be in there. But Hadley wasn't really thinking, just running on instinct. Spells. Charms. Primeaux. Book. "Booooook." Scratch, scratch. Claw, claw. BASH! BASH! BASH! She was determined to get in the office and search.
He was working, yes working, and thinking about things that happened in this very office just last evening. He was distracted so when he heard the scratching he just glanced at the door.
"Bloody Cats" Why did the students have to have cats for pets. They just scratched up places and never left him alone. He knew there were no mice in his office. No way would he stand for that but the thing wasn't going to let up.
Flicking his wand he let the door open before he headed out figuring he'd grab it as it ran into the office and dispose of it in the forest, sorry student.
ooc: come in to the office now