Did you really think Dolores Jane Umbridge was going to arrive in something as insipid as a portal? It was not going to happen. That way of travel was for her inferiors, the people she liked to step on with the heel of her crushed rose petal pink shoes ( Read more... )

Dōjima was looking pale but determined as she set-up the presentation space.  She'd been shooed out of the clinic at some point to 'go eat', and this seemed as good a way to repress as any.  If she was not allowed to go find and kill this Tybalt, she'd settle for channeling her rage into a more, ah, 'productive' manner.  Like making sure her ( Read more... )

Robin opened the bar, completely thinking it was just a normal, boring Thursday night. She even bet Tino a dollar she could tie a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue in under a minute when she first arrived, because it was so slow and boring and normal ( Read more... )

The Town hall over at Nemesis was very similar to the one over at Fandom. The cheerful receptionist had a bowl of mints and the waiting area even had a box of sanitary wipes in case anyone wished to use them.

The only thing that looked ominous were the words "Nemesis Mayoral Office" which were emblazoned on the door.

( Cable didn't trust a damn second of it. )

Obviously, things would need to change. That's the first and foremost thought on Dolores Umbridge's mind this evening. With the new semester approaching and so many threats to her still around, things would definitely need to change ( Read more... )