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Name(s): Riza, Joy (Closed-ish)
Location: The hallways, where Sunako's stuff is scattered
Week: 41
Time: Morning after Sunako is kicked out
Rating: G, unless Sunako's stuff constitutes a P as well? :p
Riza sighed quietly, walking slowly down the hallway. She was only a little irritated at having been assigned to retrieve the Slytherin girls' items. Why any student wanted to live in a supply cupboard was beyond her, and she for one approved of the new Potions Professor. Although she thought it unnecessary that the girls' possessions were strewn about the halls. The Deputy had given her the task, being too busy to do it himself and she had agreed. Logically, she was the best woman for the task, considering her reputation as a sniper. She only wished her wrists were fully healed - the bruises still ached.
Something cracked beneath Riza's shoe, causing her to bring herself out of her thoughts and look down. It seemed she had stepped on a skeleton. And not just any skeleton. This one was dressed in victorian clothing. Riza reached down to pick it up by the collar, confused. It appeared to be a womans' dress.
"What..."
She could guess why Professors had been asked to do the job.
Location: The hallways, where Sunako's stuff is scattered
Week: 41
Time: Morning after Sunako is kicked out
Rating: G, unless Sunako's stuff constitutes a P as well? :p
Riza sighed quietly, walking slowly down the hallway. She was only a little irritated at having been assigned to retrieve the Slytherin girls' items. Why any student wanted to live in a supply cupboard was beyond her, and she for one approved of the new Potions Professor. Although she thought it unnecessary that the girls' possessions were strewn about the halls. The Deputy had given her the task, being too busy to do it himself and she had agreed. Logically, she was the best woman for the task, considering her reputation as a sniper. She only wished her wrists were fully healed - the bruises still ached.
Something cracked beneath Riza's shoe, causing her to bring herself out of her thoughts and look down. It seemed she had stepped on a skeleton. And not just any skeleton. This one was dressed in victorian clothing. Riza reached down to pick it up by the collar, confused. It appeared to be a womans' dress.
"What..."
She could guess why Professors had been asked to do the job.