Office Hours [Tuesday]

[umbitch]

Even though she was still slightly sore from the TWO KNIFE WOUNDS OMGWTF injuries sustained yesterday, it was a moderately cheerful Dolores Umbridge that opened the door to her office.

Moderately cheerful, that is, until she saw her office"I hate this school!" Umbridge shouted, stomping into the office and making as much noise as possible while

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[walks_two_paths]

Savannah had kept her promise and had tried to keep her temper. However, asking a Levine witch to keep her temper was like asking... well something in nature not to do anything rash. And Savannah, well Savannah has been called a destructive force of nature on more than one occasion.

It wasn't just the fact that Umbridge had cast a spell on her last week that could have caused her serious harm... she had once again messed with Johnny.

Messing with students at all -- let alone people she cared about -- was just not something she could forgive.

That would be why there was one pissed-of witch stomping into the fake principal's office, bristling with fury.

[umbitch]

"There is no need for the excessive stomping," Umbridge said mildly.

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah glared at her. "How dare you?! First you curse my friends and they get hurt... then you hurt my friends... you try to usurp ZOE... and then you do something to my mind where I could have gotten hurt. What gives you the right?"

Savannah, not so much on the calmness right now.

[[OOC: Now with working keyboard and correct spelling. *facepalm*]]

[umbitch]

Umbridge looked up at her blandly, only a small smile betraying any emotion.

"My, my, such emotion," she chided. "I'm almost...bored."

[walks_two_paths]

"You're going to be worse than that if you don't lay off the kids here. I was told about people like you, and I can see my guardians were right. Lower class witches who try to make themselves seem more important by hurting those who can't fight back."

[umbitch]

"Lower class?" Umbridge found this exceptionally funny. "Thank you for the laugh, dear child. I needed one today."

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah smirked at her. "You won't be laughing when the people of this island get through with you fake Principal Umbridge."

[umbitch]

She crinkled her nose at Savannah. "How very hurtful of you. Name calling. I'm hurt. And that alone will cause me to leave. It really will. Except not."

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah shrugged. "I am just loathe to call you all of the nice names I have for you where anyone might hear and be traumatized. Unlike you, I give a damn about not causing trauma." She glared. "Did you think that causing me some confusion and temporary fuzziness in my eyes was going to make me back down? So, so disappointed in you." She tsk'd. "If it's the last thing I do, I will make sure I get to watch you ousted from here and watch Zoe kick your ass."

[umbitch]

"My dear, dear child," Umbridge said, voice taking on a tone one might use with a child, "do not presume to know what I think. And do not presume to know just how powerful I really am. Your words are insignificant, your tone amusing, and your obvious attempts at bravado laughable."

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah gave her a tight grin. "You know nothing about me, Umbridge and that is going to be your downfall. Then again, you don't much about this place at all, and I'm going to enjoy watching the people of this school send you on your way... hopefully in pieces."

[umbitch]

"Amusing." She rested her chin on her hands. "Very amusing. This is quite fun for me. Do keep going."

[walks_two_paths]

"As amused as I was to realize that a muppet made a much better leader than you do? Everyone respected him. Animal got your voice down to a t."

[umbitch]

"And now he is gone," Umbridge said, pasting a sad smile on her face. "How terribly sad."

[walks_two_paths]

"Because you don't like competition," Savannah shrugged. She looked at Umbridge. "I'm telling you now, leave us kids alone. We're not taking your crap much longer. I for one, am done with your decrees and your edicts."

After all, she had organized the Kiss-In.

[umbitch]

"Dear child, I have far better things to do with my time than listen to you spout nonsense," Umbridge told her. "I could be alphabetizing my files."