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[heavensbitch]

Listen up, students belonging to Sgt. Johnson's class. I've just been informed that he's becoming the school disciplinarian. This means that I'll be taking your classes from now on.

This also means that we're going to be doing things differently. I'll set the specific ground rules during your next session; you won't be needing the books, so don't

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[daseawitch]

Aren't you just a bundle of sunshine to da students.

[heavensbitch]

I'm allergic to sunshine. And silly students.

[daseawitch]

My my, you're all sorts of fun den.

[Filtered from Students]

Be shar to stop by me office and have some good ol' Caribbean rum to take yar mind off de trouble of de students.

[heavensbitch]

Yeah, I get that very often.

[Private to Tia]

Rum, you say? I'll definitely drop by, then.

[daseawitch]

M'shar you do.

[Private to Const.]

Aye, rum. Brought loads wid me from me home in da swamp marshes of de Caribbeans.

Yar more den welcome to partake in some wid me.

Private to Tia

[heavensbitch]

The swamp mar--interesting place you got there.

Thanks, I'd like that.

Private to Const.

[daseawitch]

Aye da swamp marsh. Letter from Dumbledore himself for my presence here.

Might as well make da most of it.

Yar welcome. I expect payment in return howevar.

Private to Tia

[heavensbitch]

True.

There's never such a thing as a free lunch, huh? What're your terms?

Private to Const.

[daseawitch]

Of course not.

Me tarms are dat you 'ave a nice drink wit me and allow me to read your palm as well as your tarot cards~ Noding pleases a divination teachar more den to test out 'er skills.

Private to Tia

[heavensbitch]

I already know damn well where I'm going when I die.

...........Sure.