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BanaBatGirl · 01-31-2021, 06:31 PM

SPOILER!!: more like BOOR squad *titters*

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

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B L I N K.

This was not the gate. She was not on her feet, the pair of Ravenclaws were gone, Kizzy's face was swollen, Williamson was looking like SHE was about to be laid into and you know what else? She was no closer to Rosier's office.

It all came flooding back to her quite suddenly. She was walking with Kizzy, then got hit--Williamson. HE got in the way and by the looks of it had KIDNAPPED her and taken her back to his hut as if THAT would make things better. The groan that came as she forced herself into a sitting position confirmed she was no longer silent.

The first mistake.

Emmerson jumped to her feet immediately.

"You silenced me?!?!?!?! YOU, you saw ME hexed and hexed ME again. I had the situation HANDLED!" Emm shrieked, grabbing the closest cushion and hurling it in his direction. "SHE WAS GONNA DIE FOR WHAT SHE DID, YOU JERK!" And another cushion. Kizzy's presence fell right out of her periphery and her raging anger fell to a more...contained aggravation.

Emmerson forced herself back to a more tolerable volume. "I'm telling Headmaster Rosier. You won't help me, I'll help myself. You didn't save anyone, just delayed the inevitable. I'm going to him right now and telling him you were defending a mudblood who attacked me."

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Kinsay wasn't alright, but she nodded anyway and tried her very best to stop crying. Aside from the occasional sniffle, she opted to stay quiet as she stepped into the hut and walked over to the leather chair. Usually Kizzy would try to make herself feel at home and properly contort her body in a million different positions before she found just the right one. She didn't have the energy for that though. Instead, she sat at the very edge of the chair, feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. They were supposed to visit Professor Williamson to give him his gift. Not for trouble. None of this was ever supposed to happen.

Kins looked over at unconscious Emm with all the worry, waiting for Mr. Williamson to wake her up.

O_________________________O

Though she ought to have expected it, the shrieking scared Kizzy enough to make her duck behind the leather chair that she had been sitting on moments prior. When Emm raised her voice like that, it meant it'd only be a matter of seconds before things started flying through the air. Maybe this made her a bad Gryffindor, but her face was already hurting enough without being whacked by rogue cushions.

But then Emm said something that made Kizzy's whole head start spinning again and any lingering pain was the last of Kiz's worries. Spinny head, sinking heart, worried eyes, all the brain fuzz—the WHOLE shabang. All the overwhelming feelings were coming at full speed.

"... You wanted Eden to die?" Nevermind the m-word that also made Kinsay feel all sorts of uncomfortable and upset. The little blonde poked her head back up from behind the seat now, her eyes filled with BIG WORRY (that likely went unseen due to the.... face situation, but the worry was in her tone plenty).

Right, there was the reaction he'd been steeling himself for. Williamson let out a LONG SIGH/grunt which was punctuated by the sound of his creaky knees when he got up from his chair. He caught the pillow Emmerson threw and marched all the way around her, going into his room to get something from his laundry basket, and coming back while she was (still) yelling. That's right, he didn't have to take this kind of verbal abuse.

Back in the main room, he waited till she dropped the threat, moving to stand in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere, making quite the nice blockade, actually. He brandished what he'd grabbed from his room.... a once-white-but-surely-it-was-meant-to-be-yellow-surely-it-hadn't-turned-yellow-on-its-own crew sock. It actually stank so bad that WWW held it in Emmerson's face not just to threaten her but because even he couldn't stand the stench rolling off it. Better have it in her nose than in his.

"See this sock? I wore this sock for almost ALL of the last two days. I sweated in this sock. Fed all the animals in this school TWICE in this sock. You want this sock to go into your mouth? Keep yelling and trying to tell ME how YOU had this situation HANDLED."

WWW's voice wasn't SHOUTING, but it wasn't quiet, either. It was a rather low, heated promise of worse things to come for Cambridge if she didn't cooperate starting right now. He pointed to James, who (ironically?) seemed to say just the right thing at the right time. For once.

"Not only would Eden die, with how YOU were handling that mess, Cambridge, but JAMES and KINGSLEY and EVEN YOU would have died too. Or did you miss the part when Rosier's henchmen were pleased that I stunned you?" He paused for sarcastic effect, his Slytherin Sorting really showing now in how controted his face looked when he got sarcastic. "That's right, you did miss that part. Because you were unconscious. Which is just like being dead, ONLY I WOKE YOU UP from your little nap time. Do you actually think that death is a fitting consequence for some sardine-sneezing hex?"

WELL? DID SHE?

Williamson towered over the girl, still waiting for the right answer. Or may Merlin help him and Malachi Trent (if he still existed) forgive him... he WOULD stuff this sock in her mouth. He didn't even GET to the part about her snitching to Rosier.

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Happiness in a sandwich. That's what this was. Yummy, messy, all over her shirt, happiness. Dahlia didn't even care that she had jelly smudged on the front of her shirt, it could be cleaned later. All she cared for in this very moment was taking another bite of PB&J.

This time when it was her turn to answer Williamson, Lia had already managed to finish what had been in her mouth. Horses. Got it. Those she could handle without any issues whatsoever. "I can help with them. Do they just need tending too or can I ride them as well?" Best to get that question out of the way from the very start.

Thestrals. He wanted to know about Thestrals. Lia licked some jelly off her finger, while shaking her head. "Nah-uh. I really want to be able to see them... but... I also don't want to be able to." Not if it meant she had to lose someone she really care for in order for that to happen. "I do know how to work with them anyhow though. My sister and Papa taught me." Mostly it had been Hady but Hady knew how to work with pretty much any creature that came her way.

Oh, bless, the first year had jelly all over her. Williamson noticed now, now that he had dribbled some down the front of his shirt as well. He hid a smile behind his sandwich. Kids weren't supposed to be cute. Seeing them as cute opened the door to emotions and things. *grunt*

"That's alright," he answered patiently anyway, "Well, if you--- er, run into any, you can feel free to treat them the same as you would the other horses. Only they're carnivores, mind, so be careful of that." Poor beauts couldn't help themselves sometimes.

So about the riding of horses... he let out a small sigh. "Tending, mostly, but I'd stay away from the riding, and that's just for your own safety." He stared at the girl, as though seeing if she got it. "We're kind of under some strict control this year, Dahlia, dunno if you've noticed................."

01-31-2021, 06:31 PM	#35 (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	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB SPOILER!!: more like BOOR squad titters Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo ... .... B L I N K. This was not the gate. She was not on her feet, the pair of Ravenclaws were gone, Kizzy's face was swollen, Williamson was looking like SHE was about to be laid into and you know what else? She was no closer to Rosier's office. It all came flooding back to her quite suddenly. She was walking with Kizzy, then got hit--Williamson. HE got in the way and by the looks of it had KIDNAPPED her and taken her back to his hut as if THAT would make things better. The groan that came as she forced herself into a sitting position confirmed she was no longer silent. The first mistake. Emmerson jumped to her feet immediately. *"You silenced* me?!?!?!?! YOU, you saw ME hexed and hexed ME again. I had the situation HANDLED!" Emm shrieked, grabbing the closest cushion and hurling it in his direction. "SHE WAS GONNA DIE FOR WHAT SHE DID, YOU JERK!"** And another cushion. Kizzy's presence fell right out of her periphery and her raging anger fell to a more...contained aggravation. Emmerson forced herself back to a more tolerable volume. "I'm telling Headmaster Rosier. You won't help me, I'll help myself. You didn't save anyone, just delayed the inevitable. I'm going to him right now and telling him you were defending a mudblood who attacked me." Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Kinsay wasn't alright, but she nodded anyway and tried her very best to stop crying. Aside from the occasional sniffle, she opted to stay quiet as she stepped into the hut and walked over to the leather chair. Usually Kizzy would try to make herself feel at home and properly contort her body in a million different positions before she found just the right one. She didn't have the energy for that though. Instead, she sat at the very edge of the chair, feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. They were supposed to visit Professor Williamson to give him his gift. Not for trouble. None of this was ever supposed to happen. Kins looked over at unconscious Emm with all the worry, waiting for Mr. Williamson to wake her up. O_________________________O Though she ought to have expected it, the shrieking scared Kizzy enough to make her duck behind the leather chair that she had been sitting on moments prior. When Emm raised her voice like that, it meant it'd only be a matter of seconds before things started flying through the air. Maybe this made her a bad Gryffindor, but her face was already hurting enough without being whacked by rogue cushions. But then Emm said something that made Kizzy's whole head start spinning again and any lingering pain was the last of Kiz's worries. Spinny head, sinking heart, worried eyes, all the brain fuzz—the WHOLE shabang. All the overwhelming feelings were coming at full speed. "... You wanted Eden to die?" Nevermind the m-word that also made Kinsay feel all sorts of uncomfortable and upset. The little blonde poked her head back up from behind the seat now, her eyes filled with BIG WORRY (that likely went unseen due to the.... face situation, but the worry was in her tone plenty). Right, there was the reaction he'd been steeling himself for. Williamson let out a LONG SIGH/grunt which was punctuated by the sound of his creaky knees when he got up from his chair. He caught the pillow Emmerson threw and marched all the way around her, going into his room to get something from his laundry basket, and coming back while she was (still) yelling. That's right, he didn't have to take this kind of verbal abuse. Back in the main room, he waited till she dropped the threat, moving to stand in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere, making quite the nice blockade, actually. He brandished what he'd grabbed from his room.... a once-white-but-surely-it-was-meant-to-be-yellow-surely-it-hadn't-turned-yellow-on-its-own crew sock. It actually stank so bad that WWW held it in Emmerson's face not just to threaten her but because even he couldn't stand the stench rolling off it. Better have it in her nose than in his. "See this sock? I wore this sock for almost ALL of the last two days. I sweated in this sock. Fed all the animals in this school TWICE in this sock. You want this sock to go into your mouth? Keep yelling and trying to tell ME how YOU had this situation HANDLED." WWW's voice wasn't SHOUTING, but it wasn't quiet, either. It was a rather low, heated promise of worse things to come for Cambridge if she didn't cooperate starting right now. He pointed to James, who (ironically?) seemed to say just the right thing at the right time. For once. "Not only would Eden die, with how YOU were handling that mess, Cambridge, but JAMES and KINGSLEY and EVEN YOU would have died too. Or did you miss the part when Rosier's henchmen were pleased that I stunned you?" He paused for sarcastic effect, his Slytherin Sorting really showing now in how controted his face looked when he got sarcastic. "That's right, you did miss that part. Because you were unconscious. Which is just like being dead, ONLY I WOKE YOU UP from your little nap time. Do you actually think that death is a fitting consequence for some sardine-sneezing hex?" WELL? DID SHE? Williamson towered over the girl, still waiting for the right answer. Or may Merlin help him and Malachi Trent (if he still existed) forgive him... he WOULD stuff this sock in her mouth. He didn't even GET to the part about her snitching to Rosier. Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Happiness in a sandwich. That's what this was. Yummy, messy, all over her shirt, happiness. Dahlia didn't even care that she had jelly smudged on the front of her shirt, it could be cleaned later. All she cared for in this very moment was taking another bite of PB&J. This time when it was her turn to answer Williamson, Lia had already managed to finish what had been in her mouth. Horses. Got it. Those she could handle without any issues whatsoever. "I can help with them. Do they just need tending too or can I ride them as well?" Best to get that question out of the way from the very start. Thestrals. He wanted to know about Thestrals. Lia licked some jelly off her finger, while shaking her head. "Nah-uh. I really want to be able to see them... but... I also don't want to be able to." Not if it meant she had to lose someone she really care for in order for that to happen. "I do know how to work with them anyhow though. My sister and Papa taught me." Mostly it had been Hady but Hady knew how to work with pretty much any creature that came her way. Oh, bless, the first year had jelly all over her. Williamson noticed now, now that he had dribbled some down the front of his shirt as well. He hid a smile behind his sandwich. Kids weren't supposed to be cute. Seeing them as cute opened the door to emotions and things. grunt "That's alright," he answered patiently anyway, "Well, if you--- er, run into any, you can feel free to treat them the same as you would the other horses. Only they're carnivores, mind, so be careful of that." Poor beauts couldn't help themselves sometimes. So about the riding of horses... he let out a small sigh. "Tending, mostly, but I'd stay away from the riding, and that's just for your own safety." He stared at the girl, as though seeing if she got it. "We're kind of under some strict control this year, Dahlia, dunno if you've noticed................." __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind