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BanaBatGirl · 02-23-2021, 10:31 PM

Williamson had been here all along, of course, lurking in the shadows and eating an apple. He was already an early riser; blame it on the old man problems or the fact that he CONSTANTLY had to care for fifty animals and children AND himself. But to hear the call to the courtyard and ignore it? Well that simply wouldn't do, even if his will to live, as Rosier had put it, was questionable at times.

So here he was, cooly stepping out from behind an arch when he heard his name called, casually tossing the apple core behind him without even a glance back. What, these were HIS grounds. He could litter on 'em with an organic substance if he wanted to.

"Yes, Headmaster?" William was careful to keep his face blank and his voice level. Whatever did the man want him for now? Hadn't he done enough already for the greater good?

WWW was decent at playing the dunce, though some might not call this talent 'playing' but rather 'a state of being.' He hadn't a clue in the world what had set Rosier off THIS time. Not even a spark of an idea, gosh. Not even a hatchling of a hint. Not a bit.

SPOILER!!: Thanks, Bernadette

02-23-2021, 10:31 PM	#95 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl MLE & DoM Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,210 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry RPG Name: Bernadette O. Grantham Law Enforcement Ministry RPG Name: David O. Truebridge Mysteries	do as u wish, headmaster Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Williamson had been here all along, of course, lurking in the shadows and eating an apple. He was already an early riser; blame it on the old man problems or the fact that he CONSTANTLY had to care for fifty animals and children AND himself. But to hear the call to the courtyard and ignore it? Well that simply wouldn't do, even if his will to live, as Rosier had put it, was questionable at times. So here he was, cooly stepping out from behind an arch when he heard his name called, casually tossing the apple core behind him without even a glance back. What, these were HIS grounds. He could litter on 'em with an organic substance if he wanted to. "Yes, Headmaster?" William was careful to keep his face blank and his voice level. Whatever did the man want him for now? Hadn't he done enough already for the greater good? WWW was decent at playing the dunce, though some might not call this talent 'playing' but rather 'a state of being.' He hadn't a clue in the world what had set Rosier off THIS time. Not even a spark of an idea, gosh. Not even a hatchling of a hint. Not a bit. SPOILER!!: Thanks, Bernadette Of course Bernadette had answered the call too. She hadn't been sleeping well (or much) these days, given the horrible environment she was in, and considering the state of reality and her homesickness not for her Muggles but for the Hogwarts of her younger and more vulnerable years. Well, all this to say, she was already awake and semi-alert when the scary voice boomed through the schools. She'd dressed quickly and shown up in the back of the group in the courtyard, simultaneously trying to avoid detection and yet also seek out her friends... who were all... seeking each other... none noticing her.... okay then, that was fine. But it didn't work. And it didn't matter, did it. Nothing mattered. He had her name down on a piece of paper from day one of this school year, didn't he. It was her own fault for taking a small amount of pride in being Muggleborn and Schmoe's teaching assistant all these years and and and--- Noooooooooooooooooo! Bernie felt a sinking feeling like she was falling into a black hole or something... some pit of despair... through a rabbit hole and into Narnia.... Despite the feeling, for all intents and purposes, she was glued to her spot in the back of the crowd. Her feet felt stuck to the ground and upon hearing her name she was suddenly wearing a look of abject horror!!! WAS THIS HOW SHE DIED? And before she could be AK'd.... should she move? Run? Make a last-ditch escape effort?! She could--- she could magic her way out of this! COULDN'T SHE?! Quick, before the henchmen grab her--- THINK, BERNIE, THINK! __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind