2 Apr 2020, 17:11
Fashionable and Flamboyant
Hjørdis internally sighed, as her companion burst into an endless stream of laughter. She was pretty certain that nothing even mildly humorous had been spoken but that did not seem to matter. It was clear as daylight that the other lady found something hilarious and was far too busy laughing for Hjørdis to intervene.
Bercegeay finally stopped laughing, only to start speaking. And Hjørdis immediately started to wish she would just fall into laughter again. Every time the flying professor spoke, Hjørdis was concerned. Uagadou had just been... Her brain could not even process the conversation fast enough. Was this really happening? How did Bercegeay's mind work? Were all Hogwarts Professors this weird or was it just her? "No." Hjørdis simply stated, not entirely sure why the school was now called 'Ugottapoo' and why it would contain an abundance of excretement. Sigh.
"It does not." She reaffirmed, her tone quite stern. Hjørdis quickly took a few more sips of her tea, draining it as quickly as she could, "Now, if you'll excuse me... I have some work to attend to. Please have the supplies ready, I'll ask someone to pick them up soon." Hjørdis added, quickly standing up, leaving the tea cup on the nearest table and making a beeline straight for the door.
Work was always a good excuse. Of course, it was prior to breakfast still but Hjørdis was a busy lady and she had to shower and get ready before breakfast, given that this stop was in the middle of her morning exercise routine anyway. She would certainly have to avoid an one to one meeting with the lady, it seemed. Whilst she would have asked for the supplies to be brought to the dungeons, she did not want any option of actually having to speak to her again for a while. This way, she could ask one of the elves to collect it without having to interact with her again.
She had had enough of the conversation and quickly exited the place, as fast as she could without stopping or turning back - even if she was called. Her patience had worn out. It was limited enough as it was, without having to deal with someone who did not know her name or seemed to be paying any attention to the words she said. Bercegeay certainly seemed to be in a world of her own.
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Olphie Bercegeay
3 Apr 2020, 06:09
Fashionable and Flamboyant
Olphie breathed a sign of relief when Jealous confirmed that her worst fears were, in fact, untrue. She could not imagine how horrifying a school would be if they had excretement problems. All the students would have likely smelled like pigs, which were one of the most horrific-smelling animals in the world, even if they were her favorite color: pink.
She breathed once more when the silver-haired beauty repeated her refutation; it was as though they were in sync, and Jennet knew that Olphie needed to be reassured that Uringoo was, in fact, just as normal as Hogwarts. Olphie was about to thank her when the woman in front of her quickly bid her farewell, leaving no room for her to say much else. "Well, I wish you good day then...or," she looked at her watch, "morning?"
Olphie wanted to say more, especially when the Slytherin Head of House said that she would pick the things she needed up later, so as the woman continued to walk out the door, Olphie shoulded, "Homliest?"
The woman kept moving, even though Olphie repeated her name a few times, so as a last ditch effort, she finally shouted, "What exactly do you mean by later? Today? Tomorrow? We all know we can't rely on those nasty house elves to deliver them! ... I'll, I'll have them outside on Friday, then!"
As Olphie shut the door, she wondered why the woman had kept walking. As she fixed her horrific makeup, she began humming the tune she had been singing earlier and concluded that Hohohordis Jellicle most definitely had a hearing problem, and it would probably be to her favor to get her ears checked. The next time she saw the lady, she would certainly give her a recommendation for a professional ear doctor, indeed.
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