-another brawl in the square-

[bobthewizard]

*irritated* Twenty points from whoever is responsible for this chaos. And another point from everyone who decides this is a good time to run through me.

*realizes that Daisya is somewhere out in this mess... brain shies away from imagining how he might be dealing with it*

To those of you working on your syllibaries outside of class, do NOT let your paper signatures get wet, or you will have to make new ones.

Has anybody seen my cat? He slipped out of the staff room again.


*meanwhile, Marco, soaked to the skin from running through the Great Hall, is on an unlit torch pillar, hissing at several advancing suits of armor*

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[bobthewizard.livejournal.com]

*snickering* So you're saying that you are, after all, responsible for some of this?

Yes, I am. Have you seen one?


*as Marco hisses, sidling across the pillar to get closer to the... er, thing that's more alive than those other things*

[tastefulsilence.livejournal.com]

*snickers, coughs, thinks of the slip 'n' slide he turned the back stairways into, smirks* Some.

Yeah, hairless cat with a wicked tattoo? He's attracting suits of armour to himself. *idle* They look like they wanna see what cat meat would be like. Want him back?

[[back near Marco in person]]

*huffs, stalks forward, smashes a couple suits out of the way, winces at the loudness of it, glances up at the cat, holds his arms up* Want out of this place? I know a ghost who wants you back, or we could detour to the kitchens and get you some mice or something. Whatever.

*shrugs, not really caring either way and just wanting an excuse to go to the kitchens himself*

[bobthewizard.livejournal.com]

I thought as much. *snickers* Yes, he's already had his back broken once, I doubt he'd like to repeat the experience.



[[in person]]

*arches and hisses at the clattering armor* IEEEEEEIEOW!!!

*stares suspiciously at Dwayne, leans forward to sniff his fingers, then bypasses the hands and hops onto his shoulder*

[tastefulsilence.livejournal.com]

*snickers* Will do.


[[in person]]

*huffs at the cat and shakes his head*
What ever kitty. You wanna go back to your ghost or go terrorize some house elves?

[bobthewizard.livejournal.com]

Miiiiiaow! *sniffs his hair and purrs a bit; anywhere will do*

[tastefulsilence.livejournal.com]

*snickers*
Sure thing kitty. Back to your ghost I think. I'll terrorize the house elves on my own. I don't think they like me much. *idly amused*