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Catie , Headmaster/All Powerfull Ruler
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Jun 05, 2011 10:42PM
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Charlotte sat down daintily at her place at the Ombrelune dining table. Being one of the first to arrive, she had plenty of seats to choose from, but unlike in the carriage, she chose a seat in the middle of the table. The better to hear people, she figured. And she didn't exactly want to associate herself with some of the students who usually sat the furthest away from the headmistress's table.She had finally changed into the uniform, but she still wore her necklace, earrings, and hat. On her hands she was wearing dark lacy finger-less gloves that almost reached her elbows. Her arms crossed, she gazed indifferently around the room.
Nora was sitting cross legged in a seat at the far end of the Ombrelune table, arms crossed over her chest. She was wearing the blue robes of Beauxbatons typically worn by the males, black jeans beneath them. Her fingers were tapping a rythym against her arm. She never enjoyed the food at school, but she more than made up for it at home. She couldn't say that she was looking forward to another year, but at least she could finally drink wine at dinner. Oh, how she missed Hogwarts and the other Slytherins.
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There was plenty of fresh meat this year, and he couldn't wait to corrupt their pretty, pretty little minds. It was going to be delicious.
"It is so good to be back." he cackled, leaning back in his spot, surveying everyone upside down, smile becoming all teeth.
Charlotte made sure to avoid looking at Belial as he took his place near her. With a guy like him, she had learned, even momentary eye contact would be regretted. If there was one thing Charlotte was good it, it was picking her battles.She hardly ate any of the food, although it was delicious as always. She simply never had the appetite. Still staring slightly dreamily around the dining hall, occasionally bringing the fork to her mouth, Charlotte continued the meal in silence.
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Smug and confident, Belial leaned forwards, draping a thin arm across her shoulders. "If it isn't the little Cherry!" He purred, eyes sparking with a not so amusing amusement.
Charlotte nonchalantly took a sip of water. "Lovely to see you again too, Belial," she responded. Her tone was pleasant, but her eyes were cold as they moved to his face. "Although I have to say I'm surprised you've come back to Beuxbatons after all the accidents last year."((My mom decided that Father's Day is the perfect time for her to plan our entire day... so we're going to see Super 8 soon. :P And I don't even know what it's about.))
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((I heard it was a really good movie. My dad and I are trying to decide between the Green Lantern or X-Men in theatres, or staying home and renting I Am Number Four.))
((I've heard it's good, too. I didn't like I Am Number Four... and I haven't seen those other two. :P))Charlotte's eyes flickered over to Blaise as she sat down. Figures. She had managed to sit among some of the worst company possible. "Hello again, Blaise," she said with a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.
((Er...My dad and I are....cleaning the house.^.^))
Nora refrained from snorting, examining her wand intently. She had better things to do than associate with the likes of Blaise. Belial and Charlotte weren't all too bad, admittedly.
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"Hello Omberlune House? Did you miss me? Don't bother answering. I know you did."
"You know, Blaise darling, conceit really doesn't suit women, or impudent little girls." He fluttered his eyes at her, mouth stretching further.
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John walked up to the table seeing he wasnt the last or the frist he was fine. he found a spot near the end and sat down.
Nora uncrossed and recrossed her legs, a Sugar Quill in hand. Her plate had been pushed to the side, and she was scratching away on a piece of parchment, quite focused. Dragon, her faithful owl, was flying in lazy circles above her head, eager to take the letter."Calm down, Dragon," she muttered with an irritated glance at the black bird.
Charlotte put her hands from the table down in her lap, making the gold bangles on her arm clatter quietly. As much as she disliked both of her current companions, it was unmistakably best to keep them in good terms. "Now, now," she said calmly. "It's not even the first day of school yet. Please, can we all just pretend to be friendly?" She looked at each of them in turn with a smile. "Blaise, I truly missed your incessant ramblings and lovely appearance. Belial, perhaps you and your violent nature will get lucky this year. Now, could someone kindly pass the bouillabaisse?"
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"Oh, but honney, when I make it look this good, why stop?" He giggled, licking the tip of his finger. "And why thank you Cherry! I certainly hope I get to see some of your sweet cherry blood!"
John looked at them. But he just went back to eating his food.
Nora sniffed quietly at their conversation, eyes on her letter. Scribbling her name with a flourish, she paused to add a small note at the bottom.See if you can get me a bottle or two of Firewhisky--I'm about to go insane.
A small smile passed across her face as she rolled the parchment up and tied it to Dragon's leg. "You know where to go," she said, flinging the bird off her shoulder.
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((Haha!Watching the Glee Project in a few minutes.))
Charlotte's expression remained apathetic as she raised an eyebrow. If Belial was trying to make her shiver, it didn't work. "I hope that from the bottom of my heart as well. The soup, please?"
Savita wrote: "((Charlotte, I believe.))"((Yes, because of her hair color or something?))
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((Oh, well... Belial was talking to Char.))
Catie wrote: "((I' going to watch Glee Project too. GO ELLIS!))"((Go Damian! And Cameron! :D))
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((Not sure... I need to learn about each contestant more, I guess. :P Idina Menzel!!))
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He paused in the scrutiny of his nails, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Why you fools bother to eat this putrid concoctions is beyond me!" He declared, giving an airy swish of a hand. "Now can anyone point me out to a new year, I wanna have some fun!~"
John looked at him and mummbled then looked away.
Demonic ~The Undertaker's Assistant~ wrote: "(( Yeah, Cherry is Belial's choice name for Charlotte, Strawberry or Tomato, depends on his mood, for Blaise. ))He paused in the scrutiny of his nails, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Why you foo..."
((I see. :D STRAWBURRY.))
Using her wand, Charlotte poured some of the soup into her bowl in mida-air. She picked up a spoon and took a sip before replying. "There was one in our carriage," she said. "I don't think she got into our house, though. It's not to hard to spot them." Her eyes scanned down the table. "Look for the short scrawny ones with the uncertain expressions."
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"Oh wonderful!" He cackled, "A shy one! Their always so easy to break! It's no fun, no fun t'all, they cry to easily!"
He reached into his boot and withdrew his wand, tapping it against his lips. "What type of jinx should I use? Or should I just do it old-fashioned type?"
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"Jinx, the teachers look for people doing that." Blaise said while popping a price of her bread in her mouth.
Charlotte took another sip of the soup. "You know, Belial, I thought you were a bit more clever than this. Perhaps you should wait to terrorize students at a time when the entire school staff isn't sitting over there?" She lazily gestured to the table at the front of the room with her spoon.
Nora sighed softly, shaking her head slightly, eyes flicking up to the staff. Yes, she couldn't deny that she was looking forward to terrorizing the first years, but it wasn't on her to-do list to get caught. Her mother certainly would not be pleased if she was expelled. Twirling her wand lazily in one hand, she took a small sip of her wine.
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He slipped under the table, legs moving to and fro as he pulled a golden Abyssinian from there, placing the sleek animal on the table. "My sweet little killer, how are you?" He purred, rubbing noses with the thing, "How's my sweet little Cybele?"
The cat almost seemingly copied its master's sardonic purr, its bright eyes focused only on him. "Now you listen very closely," he instructed it, whispering in its ear. "I want you too..."
He pulled back, patting its head as it slinked to the floor, treading off to the other tables with an aristocratic swish of its tail.
"I've trained her so well," Wiping away a faux tear, he grinned wildly, "Now let's watch the dice roll!"
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Leaning forward with his eyes narrowed dangerously, he set down the cup of water he was about to drink. "So what if I did, are you trying to suggest that my Cybele is a flea bitten rodent?"
Nora yawned quite loudly, interrupting Belial's tirade. "It's hardly been a full day back, and you two are already at each other's throats? I'm ashamed."
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Charlotte paused, watching the cat dodge between the legs of chairs and people's feet before it disappeared from view. Then she looked back up and focused on the girl who had just joined their conversation. "Evening, Nora," she said with a nod.
"Evening, Charlotte," Nora greeted her, gaze flicking to Blaise. "Not all cats shed, Miss Ignorant."
"I never particularly liked cats," Charlotte commented vaguely. Her eyes fell on Belial. "But Cybele's... awfully charming."
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Nora's eyebrows shot up, and she turned to Belial. "Is he?"
john looked at them"Well if ... belial is it? says that the cats like that then it is."John said tried of the conversation
