*on the second floor, a hairless, tattooed cat paces back and forth in front of the sealed door to the Ancient Runes classroom, meowing piteously ( Read more... )

*a sign on the door to the Ancient Runes classroom reads, in drippy multicolored paint, Clozd foar Reaprz; beneath this uncompromising legend, a dark-robed picture of Death with a scythe may or may not be some wit's commentary on the upcoming holiday ( Read more... )

*a sandy journal lies discarded under a bank of sea-grass, its pages ruffled by the wind, until, with a sharp word, the near-translucent wraith of its owner orders it up into the air to follow him home ( Read more... )

*glances in annoyance at the mud stains on his skull, which is now back on the highest shelf in his office*

[[Filtered to Daisya]]

Much as I appreciate your retrieving my skull from the lake again, I must insist that you cease persecuting the giant squid. Do you really wish the matter to be brought before your Head of House?

[[/filtered]]

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*pacing through piles of books in his office, the weird light from his glowing skull casting odd flares over the narrow walls*

[[Private]]One advantage of this prank is that I will be able to carry myself to the day's festivities without having to ask anybody for help. How he persuaded the cursed thing to move with me rather than anchoring me in ( Read more... )

A week? Not likely. My skull had better not crash to the floor when these confounded charms wear off.

Hmph. Well... if this is my last week as an entity, I suppose I ought to make it a good one.

[[Filtered to staff]]

*deadpan LOL* I don't suppose there's a way of reversing this, is there?

[[/filtered]]

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[[Private]]

Days pass and nothing changes. Confound these manacles -- how can I do anything on such a short leash? If I inquire about her, she may come to hear of it. *paces* Perfidious witch -- she may well keep out of my way! None of the students can be spared this week (and they will keep up with the curriculum, whatever my private worries)... ( Read more... )

[[Private, unhackable]]

Personal note: cut the foolery, Bainbridge... the dead have no truck with the living.

[[/private]]

[[Filtered to Membrane]]

I find myself requiring an extra pair of hands to aid in preparing my classroom for next term. Perhaps you know of a student who could benefit from this type of busy-work?

[[/filtered]]

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[[Filtered to official-type people and anyone in the vicinity]]

*seethes* Will someone PLEASE Vanish this... substance... off that skull and put it back on the table!? It's a valuable magical artifact -- why isn't this place shielded???

[[Since he's a judge and has to be on-site, Bob's skull was moved to wherever the non-field-judges are. Of ( Read more... )