RP: Happy Working Song
Date: January 19, 1999
Characters: Sibyll Trelawney, Minerva McGonagall, Lavender Brown
Location: Hogwarts
Status: Private
Summary: Sibyll tidies her office and comes upon something she missed
Completion: Complete
Sibyll glanced into her office as she passed the door. It took a second glance before she realized that what she had thought was a neat and tidy office was in all reality starting to turn into a big parchment mess. And she thought she saw her desk under the miscellaneous piles of paperwork, she wasn't even sure which stack was indicative of importance or level of urgency. She let out a small sigh, she had brought this upon herself to be quite honest. And the sooner she got things tidied the sooner she would know what was going on in her job.
It wasn't untill two hours later and several new paper plants had been transfigured from the stacks of Daily Prophets. True she had been aiming for proper plants but her mind wasn't quite on the end result of the transfiguration. But these were special enough and she could charm them later to glow and shine, adding some more atmosphere to the space. But it was well into her impromptu cleaning spree that she found a memo from Head Mistress Minerva that had quite clearly gotten misplaced in the muddle. She adored the deck of tarot cards that had been enclosed, even cooed something sweet at them before placing the deck in one of her desk drawers. She then turned her attention back to the memo itself, well no time like the present to take care of somewhat unfinished business.
Minerva,
I simply cannot have the students learning that certain sights can take place in any form of liquid, especially that of swirling yellowness. I will accept 1 dozen extra large clear crystal and 1/2 dozen extra large blue. While it is in no way near to what my inner eye feels is minimum acceptability, I shall be comforted by the small compensation.
I do look forward to meeting with Fortuna again, it has been too long. Perhaps I can show her one of my favorite decks and hope it shan't be considered too phallic for her tastes.
Sibyll
Once the ink had dried, and her mind had finished wondering what color would best suit the paper plants and her office, she rolled up her response and tied it with a bit of spare ribbon before sending it off to Minerva's office.
Characters: Sibyll Trelawney, Minerva McGonagall, Lavender Brown
Location: Hogwarts
Status: Private
Summary: Sibyll tidies her office and comes upon something she missed
Completion: Complete
Sibyll glanced into her office as she passed the door. It took a second glance before she realized that what she had thought was a neat and tidy office was in all reality starting to turn into a big parchment mess. And she thought she saw her desk under the miscellaneous piles of paperwork, she wasn't even sure which stack was indicative of importance or level of urgency. She let out a small sigh, she had brought this upon herself to be quite honest. And the sooner she got things tidied the sooner she would know what was going on in her job.
It wasn't untill two hours later and several new paper plants had been transfigured from the stacks of Daily Prophets. True she had been aiming for proper plants but her mind wasn't quite on the end result of the transfiguration. But these were special enough and she could charm them later to glow and shine, adding some more atmosphere to the space. But it was well into her impromptu cleaning spree that she found a memo from Head Mistress Minerva that had quite clearly gotten misplaced in the muddle. She adored the deck of tarot cards that had been enclosed, even cooed something sweet at them before placing the deck in one of her desk drawers. She then turned her attention back to the memo itself, well no time like the present to take care of somewhat unfinished business.
Minerva,
I simply cannot have the students learning that certain sights can take place in any form of liquid, especially that of swirling yellowness. I will accept 1 dozen extra large clear crystal and 1/2 dozen extra large blue. While it is in no way near to what my inner eye feels is minimum acceptability, I shall be comforted by the small compensation.
I do look forward to meeting with Fortuna again, it has been too long. Perhaps I can show her one of my favorite decks and hope it shan't be considered too phallic for her tastes.
Sibyll
Once the ink had dried, and her mind had finished wondering what color would best suit the paper plants and her office, she rolled up her response and tied it with a bit of spare ribbon before sending it off to Minerva's office.