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Davvy_Wavvy · 09-11-2016, 10:54 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

His bad mood from earlier had all but evened out by the afternoon. Waking up to pink robes wasn't how he expected to start his day but he'd quickly settled in himself that he wouldn't be having it. Why the staff at Hogwarts always tried to force their magic on them was beyond him, but if this was their idea of a joke or some other student's for that matter, then the joke was on them.

Blaise climbed the ladder to the Divination classroom in a pair of jeans and a comfortable plaid, flannel shirt. He'd seen the others walking around in their pink robes, and that was good for them but he wouldn't be having it and until the wise guy who did this FIXED it, this would be how he attended his lessons.

Pink robes. Honestly.

"Good afternoon, Professor Vance." The lion all but choked, finding himself once again greeted by the strong scents that circulated the room. How was this still okay, a month into teaching? How had they not all been admitted to the Hospital Wing with respiratory problems? "Is it possible for us to crack open a window...or three?" Please? Strong scents bothered him and messed with his concentration.

Blaise walked to one of the empty tables, deciding he'd be saving seats for his friends but raised an eyebrow at the instructions on the board. Name tags? They were still doing those? ....Sure....alright. Anything that helped her get their names right he supposed. Though if he didn't learn names within the month, he'd have stopped trying. Kudos to her for sticking to it.

There was a lot of dramatic coughing. A LOT of it. He didn't like enclosed spaces and he did not like strong smells.

"Professor...". Cue dramatic cough.

This was a lot of strong smells, and though he was being dramatic at the moment, he was uncomfortable with it. He climbed up the ladder after Phillip and plopped unto the seat, at the table where Blaise was sitting. He noticed at his cousin had opted out of wearing robes all together. He however just charmed his black.

No need for casual wear during school hours.

"You know, you could have asked me to change them back." He said giving the fourth year a pointed look.

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Bentley Bellaire-Moore
4th year
Gryffindor

09-11-2016, 10:54 PM	#24 (permalink)
Davvy_Wavvy Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Jamaica Posts: 13,704 Hogwarts RPG Name: Belle Bellaire-Moore Fifth Year x1 x3	Dirty Danielle and Dirty Blaise Frangelina \|\| twitter addict \|\| Music of the Sun \|\| The Fresh Princess of Bellaire Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo His bad mood from earlier had all but evened out by the afternoon. Waking up to pink robes wasn't how he expected to start his day but he'd quickly settled in himself that he wouldn't be having it. Why the staff at Hogwarts always tried to force their magic on them was beyond him, but if this was their idea of a joke or some other student's for that matter, then the joke was on them. Blaise climbed the ladder to the Divination classroom in a pair of jeans and a comfortable plaid, flannel shirt. He'd seen the others walking around in their pink robes, and that was good for them but he wouldn't be having it and until the wise guy who did this FIXED it, this would be how he attended his lessons. Pink robes. Honestly. "Good afternoon, Professor Vance." The lion all but choked, finding himself once again greeted by the strong scents that circulated the room. How was this still okay, a month into teaching? How had they not all been admitted to the Hospital Wing with respiratory problems? "Is it possible for us to crack open a window...or three?" Please? Strong scents bothered him and messed with his concentration. Blaise walked to one of the empty tables, deciding he'd be saving seats for his friends but raised an eyebrow at the instructions on the board. Name tags? They were still doing those? ....Sure....alright. Anything that helped her get their names right he supposed. Though if he didn't learn names within the month, he'd have stopped trying. Kudos to her for sticking to it. There was a lot of dramatic coughing. A LOT of it. He didn't like enclosed spaces and he did not like strong smells. "Professor...". Cue dramatic cough. This was a lot of strong smells, and though he was being dramatic at the moment, he was uncomfortable with it. He climbed up the ladder after Phillip and plopped unto the seat, at the table where Blaise was sitting. He noticed at his cousin had opted out of wearing robes all together. He however just charmed his black. No need for casual wear during school hours. "You know, you could have asked me to change them back." He said giving the fourth year a pointed look. Quote: Bentley Bellaire-Moore 4th year Gryffindor __________________ ...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...