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Ama · 09-24-2009, 08:06 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Berty Borr

"So? SO what? What have your PARENTS done? I CHALLENGE YOU Phlemy Hooper to AMEND your ambitions. MAKE ME PROUD! You can DO IT! Lord Borr believes in you! You got HALF your answer right!"

....

Unable to control it, one of her perfectly groomed brows rose as her brown-green eyes swept sideways for a sign of...anyone with some brains in this classroom. Call it arrogance, disrespect, whatever you may want but Daphne Hopton didn't particularly care in impressing Professor Borr.

He was rude, grotesque, uncouth, uncivilized, and a pig.

Plus he got her name wrong. Off the list you go, Borr. For being a rather insolent adult who clearly didn't know any better. Clearly. Mother was going to read all about it. In a lengthy letter. Alongside with her complaints about her old trunk. Which had not been added extra space.

"Yes, sir," answered the blond finally, doing her best to seem apologetic. "I shall give my future considerable thought."

And hope desperately that she would never become someone like him. O_o

Quote:

Originally Posted by Barn Animal Borr

"Well, well, well, well, well," Lord Borr began after many failed attempts to get up and out of his chair. Trust Ethan Truebridge to supply the room with CHEAP furniture. The fibers must have melded with Lord Borr's bottom. AS IF HE HAD TIME FOR THIS?!?!

"I SEE we have a FEW men with the HEAD IN THE CLOUDS! WITH YOUR HEAD IN THE CLOUDS!!! I want you three to get up, go to my lounge, and begin a list of how and why your ambitions are worthless. I want you to talk it over with each other and I want you to wait on me there. YOU WILL GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE CLOUDS BEFORE THE year is over, sons! I WILL HELP YOU. Now, go, before you taint the minds of my other students!! GO."

Lord Borr had spoken.

After one more failed attempt to stand, Lord Borr rolled his chair out to the middle of the room. "Everyone ELSE GET UP. Get up. Right now, DO NOT DALLY. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR DALLYING. I want everyone to GET UP and GO TO THE WINDOW and tell me what YOU SEE! HURRY UP! MOVE MOVE MOVE. What is outside? WHAT DO YOU NOTICE?"

Lord Borr's tummy began to RUUMMMMBBLLLLEEE. He was quite hungry. Poor busy and important LORD Borr.

The man had been shouting ever since before Daphne had walked into the room. Rolling her eyes while his attention was elsewhere she smiled sympathetically in Willow Kovac's direction. At least--she hoped it seemed sympathetic and not a painful grimace because this entire class was being extremely painful to digest.

Jack Fritzera was--well, he was in a tough little position. She too smiled at him perhaps with less effort to seem sympathetic. Just a little less effort than she had put into Willow's smile.

Following the shouting man's instructions she walked towards the window and stared out with a rather bored expression. What kind of question was that? What do you see? What do you expect to see? It was the GROUNDS. There was grass and trees and wind and a sky. Nature. Everyone was giving...interesting answers.

A limitless sky full of possibilities. Hehe. Oh. Merlin.

"The horizon?" ventured Daphne and--didn't roll her eyes. Not this time.

09-24-2009, 08:06 PM	#140 (permalink)
Ama MLE Werewolf Join Date: Sep 2003 Posts: 65,730 Hogwarts RPG Name: Tahir Kovac Khatri First Year	Dear Borr - Eat A Fart. Love - Daphadil & Ama Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now Quote: Originally Posted by Berty Borr "So? SO what? What have your PARENTS done? I CHALLENGE YOU Phlemy Hooper to AMEND your ambitions. MAKE ME PROUD! You can DO IT! Lord Borr believes in you! You got HALF your answer right!" .... Unable to control it, one of her perfectly groomed brows rose as her brown-green eyes swept sideways for a sign of...anyone with some brains in this classroom. Call it arrogance, disrespect, whatever you may want but Daphne Hopton didn't particularly care in impressing Professor Borr. He was rude, grotesque, uncouth, uncivilized, and a pig. Plus he got her name wrong. Off the list you go, Borr. For being a rather insolent adult who clearly didn't know any better. Clearly. Mother was going to read all about it. In a lengthy letter. Alongside with her complaints about her old trunk. Which had not been added extra space. "Yes, sir," answered the blond finally, doing her best to seem apologetic. "I shall give my future considerable thought." And hope desperately that she would never become someone like him. O_o Quote: Originally Posted by Barn Animal Borr "Well, well, well, well, well," Lord Borr began after many failed attempts to get up and out of his chair. Trust Ethan Truebridge to supply the room with CHEAP furniture. The fibers must have melded with Lord Borr's bottom. AS IF HE HAD TIME FOR THIS?!?! "I SEE we have a FEW men with the HEAD IN THE CLOUDS! WITH YOUR HEAD IN THE CLOUDS!!! I want you three to get up, go to my lounge, and begin a list of how and why your ambitions are worthless. I want you to talk it over with each other and I want you to wait on me there. YOU WILL GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE CLOUDS BEFORE THE year is over, sons! I WILL HELP YOU. Now, go, before you taint the minds of my other students!! GO." Lord Borr had spoken. After one more failed attempt to stand, Lord Borr rolled his chair out to the middle of the room. "Everyone ELSE GET UP. Get up. Right now, DO NOT DALLY. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR DALLYING. I want everyone to GET UP and GO TO THE WINDOW and tell me what YOU SEE! HURRY UP! MOVE MOVE MOVE. What is outside? WHAT DO YOU NOTICE?" Lord Borr's tummy began to RUUMMMMBBLLLLEEE. He was quite hungry. Poor busy and important LORD Borr. The man had been shouting ever since before Daphne had walked into the room. Rolling her eyes while his attention was elsewhere she smiled sympathetically in Willow Kovac's direction. At least--she hoped it seemed sympathetic and not a painful grimace because this entire class was being extremely painful to digest. Jack Fritzera was--well, he was in a tough little position. She too smiled at him perhaps with less effort to seem sympathetic. Just a little less effort than she had put into Willow's smile. Following the shouting man's instructions she walked towards the window and stared out with a rather bored expression. What kind of question was that? What do you see? What do you expect to see? It was the GROUNDS. There was grass and trees and wind and a sky. Nature. Everyone was giving...interesting answers. A limitless sky full of possibilities. Hehe. Oh. Merlin. "The horizon?" ventured Daphne and--didn't roll her eyes. Not this time.