Message Man PV Oonagh Brown

As he smirked, Oonagh glowered. Her gaze piercing and sticking out her tongue at him. "Ah will beat ye, when ye dare," she promised, with her eyes remaining narrowed at him for a moment, before the next thing distracted her.

“Why aren’t ya mean’ ter go there, anyway? ‘S it dangerous or summat?" Oonagh shrugged. Good question, she had asked herself that before. "Ah think they like ter bore us tae death, Ah mean have ye had them classes for history yet? ####ing boring!" She huffed. And despite it being somewhat exaggerated some part of her believed in it as well. Why else were there so many rules. "Ah think they be makin' more rules as one can be able tae brek, but they failed to expect me tae prove 'em wrong," she snickered. The words were out faster than she thought of them, but even after listening to herself she failed to see a reason to take the words back. A lot of the rules were silly anyway.

When Silas dared her to dry, her grin broadened. "Mebbe Ah will, just tae get ye out of trouble, or get ye more intae it when feeling like that," she wiggled her eyebrows playfully at the end, looking at him rather smugly just to prove a point and play around.

“I’ll ‘ave ter see. I’m a very busy man, ya know.” Oonagh snorted right away. "Uhuh and Ah am Queen," she rolled her eyes at him, not even entertaining the idea, even before he lost the act right away. “Nah, maybe this weekend?” He had shrugged and she reciprocated the motion, before nodding. Aside from practice her weekend was pretty free, as there had not been much chance to block the days yet. What with school only just starting.

The next moments of life happened pretty fast. One moment she was sitting on the chair, bothering the boy whilst being somewhat cocky about her place in this office. When he got up and shoved her backwards. "Ye ####er!!" next she went tumbling down with a yelp and the back of her head crashed into the ground, the fall cushioned only by her thick hair. After only moments of needing to orient herself, she scrambled up from the, "Oops my ass!" she hissed and slammed her hands onto the desk. The back of her head throbbed with a dull pain, but she did not care about that for now, she didn't hit her head that hard, considering she was used to having metal balls flung at her at high velocity.

She just wanted to grab something and whack him with it or throw it at him, but sadly she did not really come armed with anything. She had just wanted to stop by the place really without much in mind, simply because it was the start of the year. So lucky him, she thought. Her eyes scanned the room and settled on some stationary from a close-by desk. Someone must really like an array of pencils, so she grabbed the fistful and chucked them at him with little care, just to do something. But she knew she would get back at him properly at a later time, she had to.

She kicked at his desk. "Yer een eejit, ye ken?! That hurt," she complained in a huff. Not picking the chair she had been sitting on back up and instead sitting on top of the desk across from where Silas's desk was located. "Dinna ye worry, Ah'll get back at ye soon eneuch," She promised with a glare. He better watch his step. She rubbed at her lower arm which would surely bruise. She still had half a mind to actually get up and beat some sense into him, but that also sounded like effort and her head really was hurting somewhat from the fall. But if it came to it, she would be quick on her feet and cross the small distance to where he was sitting in his chair ever so smugly.