010; action; open to Mozenrath

[baredambitions]

((A continuation of these shenanigans[Scar doesn't release Mozenrath's robes from his teeth until they've made it up the stairs of the academic building, and he puts both paws on the doors to push them open before proceeding inside. His feet pad softly as he leads Mozenrath to his office at quite possibly the most leisurely pace he can manage

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[oftheblacksand]

[By the time they reached Scar's office, Mozenrath was very pouty. The hair that could be seen peeking outside of his turban was mussed and his face was perspiration from struggling against the Lion's hold. The leather chair looked very inviting, but he was much too stubborn to take up an offer like that. Instead he held up his mangled cape as if Scar had committed a grievous crime.]

Look what you've done!

[baredambitions]

Ah, terribly sorry. [Yeah, no he's not.]

Now, perhaps you'd like to tell me what you were doing out of bed at this hour, after which we can proceed to the matter of Megara.

[oftheblacksand]

I was actually doing something useful as opposed to nearly everyone else in this school. [and out came his snobby reply] I was doing research on the mist.

[baredambitions]

I see. [Scar nods as though all this is very grave.] And I suppose the mist had dear Megara in a chokehold, did it? Very noble of you to save her.