As entrances go, his was a bit more flashy, with purple smoke and him floating in the middle of the room.
"Hey! My sabbatical's supposed to be in Tahiti, not Scotland!"
But no matter how many times he poofed, he just reappeared in the Sorting Room.
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Oh fine. If I'm stuck here, may as well fill this out. )
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"One woman, six men? Really? How'd that work for them?"
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And suddenly Ian's body began acting like a cat. Ian's mind? In the actual cat.
"Now, to answer your question," he addressed the cat. "Probably well for all but Harvey, they all slept with her at some point. Harv was mildly uncomfortable with the whole thing."
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Shocked, "Ian" let out a high-pitched, top of his lungs wail and flailed his arms in search of balance. The "kitten" snarled at the applicant and looked around the room. Spotting a usual suspect, he sped over to Grant and howled angrily up at him. A long way up.
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His attention was caught by the flailing Ian Malcolm until the little cat came over and meowed at him. He looked down at the kitten, who was about level with his boot. "I take it it worked?" he asked the cat.
Grant looked at Mentok. "This isn't permanent, is it?" Because then he'd have another cat to take care of.
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"What's this about a judge? Im a judge to you know!"
He couldn't let himself be upstaged, after all.
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Sure enough, Soichiro came into the room, and stopped short.
"You have green skin."
"And you have a porn star mustache but you don't hear me complaining."
"What?!"
"Bwoooop!" And he poofed Soichiro away, presumably to his room.
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Welcome to Slytherin!
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