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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Promises and Plans'/ Tuesday, October 11th / 8 PM
Location: Armour Gallery
Open To: Keary
Currently Involving: Emilia, Keary.
Emilia sneezed for the umpteenth time in five minutes. It was quite a dainty, ladylike sneeze but nonetheless, she wasn't happy. How was one supposed to keep up appearances when surrounded by so much dust? Really, it was insufferable.
The Armour Gallery was definitely not one of her favourite places. She found it a little creepy, to be honest, and she particularly disliked the sheer amount of dust the place seemed to collect. Still, it was one of the few rooms in the castle almost guaranteed to be unoccupied - nobody wanted to risk running into Peeves. Emilia, however, was quite certain that a good hard tap on the nose would sort him right out should he decide to make trouble. A tap on the nose and a reminder of just how fond the Bloody Baron was of his Slytherins, anyway.
After (reluctantly) using the bottom of her robes to polish a nearby suit of armour, Emilia checked her reflection in it and was pleased to see that, aside from the grubby patch of her robes that she'd used on the armour, she looked immaculate. It was just a shame that she couldn't stop sneezing.
Location: Armour Gallery
Open To: Keary
Currently Involving: Emilia, Keary.
Emilia sneezed for the umpteenth time in five minutes. It was quite a dainty, ladylike sneeze but nonetheless, she wasn't happy. How was one supposed to keep up appearances when surrounded by so much dust? Really, it was insufferable.
The Armour Gallery was definitely not one of her favourite places. She found it a little creepy, to be honest, and she particularly disliked the sheer amount of dust the place seemed to collect. Still, it was one of the few rooms in the castle almost guaranteed to be unoccupied - nobody wanted to risk running into Peeves. Emilia, however, was quite certain that a good hard tap on the nose would sort him right out should he decide to make trouble. A tap on the nose and a reminder of just how fond the Bloody Baron was of his Slytherins, anyway.
After (reluctantly) using the bottom of her robes to polish a nearby suit of armour, Emilia checked her reflection in it and was pleased to see that, aside from the grubby patch of her robes that she'd used on the armour, she looked immaculate. It was just a shame that she couldn't stop sneezing.