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| Professor Montgomery's Office; Come visit when the stars move you.... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 26 2007, 01:45 PM (2,345 Views) | |
| Holmesian Feline | May 26 2007, 01:45 PM Post #1 |
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Posted Image A sun-drenched office within the North tower, it is here where you come to find Professor Celeste Montgomery be it for class reasons or personal, if you're one of her Gryffies. If you've broken the rules of the school, you might find yourself here for non-to-pleasant reasons for Professor Montgomery is also Deputy Headmistress. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Jul 8 2007, 01:41 AM Post #2 |
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A few days into term, Profesor Montgomery is at her desk. Astronomy texts open and spread around, she is working on the last minute touches on her first couple of lessons. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | Jul 8 2007, 03:57 AM Post #3 |
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Neva walks down the corridor to Celeste's office, looking rather dishevelled and bloodied. She disregards this however, not having the time to worry about her appearance. Without so much as knocking on the door, she slips into the office, closing the door swiftly behind her to prevent any suspicion being aroused. "Celeste. We have a situation in detention. It seems that a pupil would prefer to hex a Professor in order to get out of detention early. Greg is with the boy at the moment to prevent him from making a run for it" she explains quickly. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Jul 8 2007, 10:45 AM Post #4 |
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Celeste looked up from her work as the door closed to see the dishevelled Neva. "Neva, what in the.." she started standing up, but stopped when her fellow professor explained. "I see," she replies as she comes around the desk and with a flick of her wand cleans the blood from the other woman. Perching at the edge of her desk, Celeste motions for Neva to sit for a moment and calm down. "Now tell me about our 'enterprising' student." |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | Jul 8 2007, 10:51 AM Post #5 |
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As Neva's blood is cleared from her wounds, although they were still open to the world, she perches on the edge of the guest chair. She really didn't know how much to say, if she was perfectly honest. "Well....He's called Niccollo Ignatius and is a member of my own house. Since we met on the school train he has had quite an affinity for me. He seems to think it appropriate to make suggestive remarks and flirt with me. Ate first I shrugged it off as a way of releasing first day nerves. But as the days progressed, he seemed to grow even worse. I decided that I ought to serve him a detention in the hopes that he would learn something from it. I was wrong" she shrugs. "So he hexed me in an attempt to have me show him out. I'm convinced that given the opportunity, he would have used far greater spells than Expelliarmus and Impedimenta" she explains. [size=1] Sectumsempra for example. :muaha:[/size] |
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| Holmesian Feline | Jul 8 2007, 11:26 AM Post #6 |
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Celeste found herself groaning at the name. da** that boy! she thought to herself. What does he think he's playing with? With another flick of her wand, some of Neva's wounds start to heal as she replies, "I assure you his flirting is his normal personality thou it would appear he has changed since the last time I've had to deal with him." With a sigh she straitens up and adds, "Perhaps it is time to go check how our student is holding up." Standing fully, she moves the door and motions Neva to leave before she follows. |
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| Y Kant Tori Reed | Jul 8 2007, 11:30 AM Post #7 |
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Neva bites her lip softly as she is ushered out of the room. She really didn't want to see that boy again. Not today anyay. She would much rather do something much more productive with her time. Stooping outside of the door, she turns to Celeste. "Niccollo's in Detention Sub-Room one. If you don't mind, when you go there could you tell Greg that I've gone back to my office to kick the s*** out of my sofa?" she states, more as an order than a question. She really didn't want to follow her. With a weak smile at the woman, Neva turns on her heels and walks to the stairs leading to her office. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Jul 8 2007, 11:38 AM Post #8 |
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"Alright I understand, Neva" Celeste replies. "I will tell him. Just don't hurt yourself even more." Watching as the other woman turned and left, Celeste turned in the opposite direction and headed towards the dungeon with a sigh. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Jul 15 2007, 03:53 PM Post #9 |
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After a few days, Celeste was once again in her office, handling her duties to the school. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 12:01 AM Post #10 |
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Returning to the north tower, her shoulder freshly healed, Celeste returns to her office. Once inside she removes her outer robes in exchange for the ambient heat of the castle. Setting about preparing some tea to ease her nerves, she walks to her bookshelf to find a nice book. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 13 2007, 12:08 AM Post #11 |
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Damien had circled the castle several times looking through windows as he passed them, before remembering that Celeste said that she was the astronomy professor so she would be in one of the towers. It didn't take him long before he found the right window. Glancing inside seeing her by a bookshelf as he perched there on the window sill. His eyes was piercingly dark and cold, enough to make shivers go up someones spine. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 12:26 AM Post #12 |
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Finding a book, she opens it and begins to look at it as she turns towards the window as she walks to her chair and spots a hawk perched there. And not just any hawk she thinks to herself as her eyes widden. Frightened by its appearance and cold gaze seemingly staring at her, Celeste drops her book as her inner owl screeches in her head, as she backs up towards the door of her office. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 13 2007, 12:40 AM Post #13 |
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If he had lips instead of a beak Damien would have been smiling evil when Celeste spotted him. He saw that fear in her eyes as he spread his dark brown wings and took flight. He screeched rather loudly at her before disappearing out of sight, finding the closest window to enter into the castle. The hall was clear as he changed back into his human form. Damien walked down the hall his robes flying behind him. The only sound came from his feet pounding on the ground, but was silents as he stopped outside of what he thought was Celeste's office. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 12:52 AM Post #14 |
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Still a bit shaken as she watches the bird fly away, Celeste quickly decides to head somewhere else within the castle. In a flurry of robes, she pushes open the door of her office fully, blindly turning on her heal to leave and proceeds to run into somebody. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 13 2007, 01:16 AM Post #15 |
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"Hello there. Why the rush?" Damien grinned. His eyes dark and cold so much like the hawk as he towered over her. He took a step followed by another forcing her back into the office, clicking the door shut before mutter a spell magically locking the door. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 01:37 AM Post #16 |
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"Sorry, no rush really" Celeste replies to the stranger before she looks up and reconises Damien. "hello" she adds as she is suddenly taken back by the cold dark gaze that had replaced his earlier charming one. Involuntarily stepping backwards as her companion forced her by moving forward, she asked as calmly as she could as she hears the lock, "how did you....What are you doing here? What do you want?" She mentally cursed herself for leaving her wand out of her pocket. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 13 2007, 06:28 AM Post #17 |
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He blinked and he coldness vanished from his eyes as if he couldn't decided on which he preferred to be good or evil. "I came here to see you and as for what I want..." Damien smiled leaving the sentence unfinished as he pulled out a feather from his pocket. Not just any feather, but the same feather that he had pulled off while he chased her. He twirled it between his thumb and forefinger. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 12:25 PM Post #18 |
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"Well I'm sorry but you can't be here. " Celeste replied trying to calm down as his expression changed again. "Who let you...." She started to ask who had helped him past the gate when her eyes caught sight of the feather Damien had taken out and her eyes widdened again. "Wha...how....YOU!" Celeste yelled as she backed further away from him, trying to think of what to do as she couldn't call her wand and her backwards motion was suddenly stopped as she hit into the edge of her desk. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 13 2007, 11:23 PM Post #19 |
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Damien thought that it was funny when she said that he couldn't be there. He was never one to listen or follow rules. "I let myself in if you must know. I just had to see you again." he said as he continued to play with the feather, before letting it go and it slowly floated to the ground. He advanced toward her smiling. His eyes still had a friendly and kind glint to them. "Figured out who I am have you? Yes, am the hawk who attacked you back in the forest." |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 13 2007, 11:37 PM Post #20 |
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"Well......you've seen me...again.....now....please leave,' Celeste replied, biting her lip as her heart raced in sign of danger. She said these words even though she knew her mind as he advanced on her, that her request would fall on deaf ears. As she starred into his friendlt eyes, the professor absentmindedly reached up to rub her shoulder as if his proximity was agrivating it with his meer presence. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 14 2007, 12:03 AM Post #21 |
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Her request went in one ear and out the other as he shook his head. "Why? The fun has yet to start." he said. With ever second that passed he got closer, pressing her against the desk. "Don't you want to play? You can be my toy." He wrapped his fingers around her hair. The look in his eyes changed again back to the cold and evil look. Daring her to try something. |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 14 2007, 12:11 AM Post #22 |
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Celeste cringed as Damien's movements pressed her further against the desk. Hearing his question, she slowly shook her head and barely whisper a "No..." as he felt his hands in her hair, not feeling the last comforting as she starred into his cold eyes. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 14 2007, 12:59 PM Post #23 |
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Grant was starting to get really impatient with Damien's game. He growled things within their mind, slowly losing control. 'I'm tired of waiting for you Damien." he said forcing them to switch. 'Grant you son o' a bitch. What the hell are you doing." Damien hissed. 'Finishing off where you left off.' he replied. "Such a pretty little thing you are." Grant said. There was a different in his voice and his face looked more menacing. Running his hand down her face, outlining her lips with his finger. Pulling out his wand with his other hand at the same time. "Crucio." |
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| Holmesian Feline | Sep 14 2007, 01:15 PM Post #24 |
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Celeste flinced at his touch, not truly noticing the change in voice as she tried to keep her breathing steady as his hand traced her face and lips. As the unforgivable hit, the professor closed her eyes and let out a scream as the spell that had so often wrecked havoc on her cousin's body, spread pain through her own. The only thing keeping her up was her tight grip on the edge of her desk as she silently hoped the stone walls of the castle didn't keep people from hearing her and rushing to her aid. |
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| Lady Marmalade | Sep 14 2007, 01:48 PM Post #25 |
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Grant smirked. "Did that hurt?" he asked laughter dripped from his voice as he watched her. Not waiting for a reply or needing one he pointed his want at her again. "CRUCIO" Wanting to hear her scream again. "If you beg I might just stop." |
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