That’s Just How It Goes PV Kelsey Finished

◈Being Flabberghasted ◈
@Kelsey Brumby

She had almost escaped. She was so close to being home free! Her feet had stopped moving before her brain had fully processed that someone had even called her name. Her first name at that. It couldn't be a student, unless they were quite bold. The voice was unfamiliar and she found her head swiveling around the small hall to find who it was, which wasn't hard being that most of the adults were taller than the school population. Her eyes narrowed when they zeroed in on the target enthusiastically walking towards her. The new school nurse.

They had briefly met, said their hello's when he joined the team but nothing quite more than that. She was grateful for his existence, merely for the fact that she was no longer the newest staff member and now he could fall under the scrutinous eyes of the student population as she had been subjected to. He approached her, talking about a book he had just finished as he was Belle and she was the Beast that would be enraptured with every word that would come from him. Her body didn't even turn to face him, just her head. She glanced down at the book, one that she surprisingly didn't really recognize before looking up at him. "And good evening to you, Mr. Brumby." She hoped even using his last name would come off as cold and harsh enough for him to get the message that she wasn't in a talking mood.

With a sigh, she resigned to turn to face him fully due to the requirements of social etiquette that told her to do so. "No I have not read it, I know it may come as a surprise that librarians don't read every book that passes through their hands. I think I'll pass on..." Another glance down at the book, "Big Foot's Last Stand? Shouldn't you be reading more to do about... healing or something. Maybe research on the curse that has spread through the school like a rampant wildfire?" Obviously in the back of her mind she knew that just because he was a nurse she shouldn't be spending the whole time researching anything medical, but in a sleep-deprived, cranky state. She would criticize him as much as she wanted if it got him to leave her alone.

◈Contemplating Murder ◈
@Kelsey Brumby

Her mouth couldn't help but drop open a bit at the pure audacity of the man in front of her, before closing it again and tightening her jaw. She just... stared at the book that was now shoved into her arms. "Why... why are you giving this to me? I don't want to read it." Her arms moved to shuffle it into her hands where she thumbed through the book out of habit, before she caught the front page that was on every single library book. "Sorry... is this your way of turning it in? Just handing it off to the librarian when she's obviously off the clock?" Her eyes narrowed into a vicious glare, holding it up as if it was a piece of evidence in a crime.

With a huff she dropped the book to her side when he criticized her apparent discouraging statement of following his curiosity. Perhaps he should be following his curiosity far, far away from her. "The only thing I'm trying to do, at this point, is figure out what the hell you think the process for returning a book is. You realize there are assistant librarians? For you to walk to the library yourself and turn it into them." Forgetting the students were still milling about, she let the mild curse spill off her tongue as her anger began to take control of her.

It wasn't exactly a great quality of Veelas, their anger issues. They were a manifestation of emotion that she tried to suppress above all others. She was thankful for the fact that due to the wizard blood in her veins she never had to worry about turning into what they did when they got angry. It still meant that she had to keep her anger in check when it came up, for fear of lashing out and doing something idiotic.

It seemed like Kels was trying to push her over the limit with his last statement. The book was quickly shoved back into his chest, whether or not he caught it was up to him. Her gaze was furious, burning, like hell could be reached right through her eyes if one were to step through her pupils. " For your information I was trying to head home until you just had to stop me to turn in a book on your own time rather than mine. What kind of nurse are you, preventing people from getting the care they need like sleep? Maybe next time you should mind your own business Kels, and leave someone obviously done for the night alone." Venom had been injected into the words and shot at him. The words crisp and sharp, the message obvious.

Leave me alone.

◈Wondering if She Should Quit ◈
@Kelsey Brumby

After her rant, she had started to turn to walk away from him. He had seemed to get the message whether or not he wanted to. Robyn could finally breathe and go home. But, that would've been too easy wouldn't it? At his humble request, she did indeed wait a second. And how she would regret that. Her heart sank the second the words left his mouth. Brumby. How could she forget a last name like that? Kelsey Brumby, one of her brother's old friends from Hogwarts. Someone that knew her since she was a tiny first year. Someone that had her biggest secret latched within his hands and he didn't know it, especially with how he dropped it right in front of everyone that she indeed was not a natural ginger.

Her anger had flipped, not about the book anymore but now about something far more personal. She wasn't about to have all her work undone by a bumbling Hufflepuff that she thought she had shaken off after he graduated Hogwarts. She stomped back towards him and grabbed him by his shirt, yanking him away from the main part of the Small Hall. Away from tiny eyes and ears that were looking to grasp on whatever gossip floated through the halls. "Are you daft? Do you not remember the reason I did it in the first place? And here you are, just shouting it out in the hall. Hey, you think if maybe I'm still doing it after I don't know... 14 something years maybe I'm still trying to keep a secret? No. You're always in it for the joke aren't you." She stepped away from him, her hand finally releasing his shirt with a look of disgust on her face. "No one at this school knows, well, except for... one student. But I would appreciate it if you didn't yell about it in front of everyone." There was a sadness, a pleading, a begging, tone to her voice and in her eyes.

This admittedly put her in a compromised position that she would have never wanted to come from interacting with one of her old school mates. She had only told one girl, a Lydia Cooper who had come to her in search of information about Veelas and she couldn't help but give in and help her talk about it on a more personal level. Kelsey had always been friends with her brother, not her. So it would make sense that looking out her her well-being was not something on his to-do list. She had distanced from her brother greatly ever since second year to get away from people just like Felix, just like Kelsey. How the world hated her, bringing him back into her life.

◈Feeling Like She Should Write Felix an Owl ◈
@Kelsey Brumby

Robyn really couldn't fault him for not remembering everything, it was almost 15 years later. It was probably just a small blip in a memory for him, unlike her where it was the standout memory from her second year. Anytime she thought about second year, she thought about that day in the Great Hall the first time that she had used the hair coloring charm. Her brother scoffed, shouldered some of his buddies. That was the last time she ate with them at lunch. Her brother, usually kind and accommodating through her childhood, thought this was a step that was over dramatic in her escape from what their mother pressured them to be. After that she took the seat at the end of the table, closest to the door, closest to an escape. It was amazing how much could change in all of those years, and how much could stay the same. In the moment with Kelsey she felt like she was a second year again, small and insignificant despite her being taller than him. It wasn't a feeling she enjoyed, one that she hadn't felt in awhile.

Despite her anger at him, she couldn't help but stifle a laugh when he said the red fitted her well. Whether or not it was a result of him trying to recover and possibly a false statement, she chose to believe he meant it. "Matches the temper too, hm?" A strained joke back to try and diffuse whatever tension laid between them, though she wasn't too sure if he was feeling the tension too by his attitude. Sleep deprivation wasn't a good look on her, that was for sure. She had blown up on him, for what? To draw more attention to the librarian and new nurse fighting? As if the kids, with all they had gone through, needed to think the staff that was supposed to protect them were fighting.

His attempt at diffusing the tension was an odd tactic, a secret of where he stashed magazines. "Oh, medical of course. Because why would you keep those at home with you?" She rolled her eyes, taking the book that he had shoved into her arms earlier, it was truly the least she could do. "Don't worry about this, just... next time take the walk to the library. After all, how will you find more information about the Sasquatch Rebellion?" She took a couple steps away from him for the last time, determined to head out for some good rest. A simple goodbye call shouted out behind her. "I'll see you around... Brumbro."