Cleaning Crew Unite! (Random Circumstance)

[angelicyouth]

Name(s): Pit, June & Miria
Location: Potions dungeon
Week: 36
Time: Midweek, in the evening-ish?
Rating: PG I guess...

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[afterimaging]

Miria was generally not one tasked by anyone to do menial labor, so it had come as a surprise to her when the Headmaster had requested her assistance in cleaning the Potions classroom. She supposed, that as the Student Representative of the Board of Governors, she should expect things like this. They did have to get the room ready for when a new professor would arrive to take Professor Pendragon's empty post.

She walked down to the dungeons, wondering who would be joining her on this particular assignment, hoping that it wouldn't be someone too inclined to nosiness, or any conversation at all. She wanted to be done with it quickly and leave.

As she approached the classroom doorway, she made out two figures. One she recognized as the Game Keeper, and another she vaguely recalled was one of the younger-years. A Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, perhaps. She stopped thinking at all for a moment when she looked into the room. Her eyes widened, almost imperceptibly. It would seem the former professor had made quite a mess before he'd gone.

(OOC: Omg I'm a dick, I'm so sorry, I went on hiatus and completely forgot about this, forgive me orz)

[angelicyouth]

It took a good while for Pit to come back to his senses. Upon noticing his fellow cleaners, he smiled cheerfully. "Hehe, it's kind of like something you'd see in an art museum!"

He wasted no time in picking up a mop from the oh-so-conveniently placed assortment of cleaning products (left by a lazy janitor, perhaps?), pointing it threateningly at the heap of gross.

"So... where do we start?" The young Hufflepuff asked, admittedly intimidated by the monster of a mess. Never had he seen such a daunting sight.

"Oh! I'm Pit, by the way." neither of them struck him as the social type, but that wasn't going to stop him from being polite.