Office Hours [Monday]

[umbitch]

As soon as Umbridge walked into her office this morning, she knew something was wrong. She only had to push open the door to be met with the strong stench of hot maple syrup and a blast of stuffy air

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[vkandis_son]

Karal had donned his best robes, the ones with the gold embroidered and subtly jewelled placket, his Vkandis medal arranged to lie perfectly in the centre, before coming to the office.

Now, standing outside it, he took several deep breaths, wrinkling his nose at the sweet smell and the warmth wafting through the door. With one last fervent prayer, and really wishing Altra was here, he assumed a mild expression and tapped lightly on the door. "Excuse me, Headmistress."

[umbitch]

She looked up, clearly irritated and snapped, "What is it?"

[vkandis_son]

"I was wondering if I might come in and speak with you," he said, bristling internally at her obvious hostility, but determined not to become angry. "Is everything all right?"

[umbitch]

"Everything is fine," she said, reigning in her irritation. "Come inside. Sit down. What is your name?"

[bridge_carson]

Doing his best to not show any nervousness, Bridge stands at attention outside the door.

"You called for me, ma'am?"

[umbitch]

"Yes, come inside," she said brusquely. "Sit down and give me your name."

[bridge_carson]

For a second, he thinks about giving a fake name, but decides against it. Bridge sits down as instructed. "Cadet Bridge Carson, ma'am."

[umbitch]

"Cadet?" She wasn't overly familiar the term. "What does the title refer to?"

At the end of the day

[sith_happened]

Anakin didn't bother with niceties like knocking.

He opened the door, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at Umbridge. "More lines?" he asked.

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[umbitch]

"Indeed," she said, sliding the quill and parchment over to him. "I think we'll go with 'I have no common sense' today."

And she smiled at him.

Re: At the end of the day

[sith_happened]

Anakin reached for the quill, then paused. "I'm not going to be upset by any reports on the radio tonight about how you've spent your day, am I?" he asked icily.

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[umbitch]

"I've just had some pleasant chats," she said, grinning. "If you are upset by talking, then I cannot help you."

[morpherboy]

Marco was not a very big person. He was, however, a rather large polar bear. He made himself comftorable outside the office door, or, as comftorable as he could be while rather hot.

[umbitch]

"What are you?" Umbridge snapped.

[morpherboy]

Marco thought this was fairly obvious, so he stretched a little, just so that his full size was evident. He was also wondering how he could wear earphones as a polar bear without looking weird.

[umbitch]

This was much larger than the last animal that had invaded her office. "Go away! Go away right now!"

She thought it wouldn't work but tried anyway.

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool's first meeting had given away that the woman was clearly insane.

(THEY WERE NOT PAJAMAS)

But this one came because of what a certain spy had informed him of, which let him know she was evil as well. Evil in that Apocalypse sort of way. And nobody liked 'Poccy.

So now she had a merc leaning in her doorway, fingers itching for a gun or a knife or even a paperclip. (Thank you Bullseye for showing me that little trick.) "So, what's the haps? Mess with anyone's mind today?"

[umbitch]

Umbridge looked up and gave Deadpool a pleasant smile. "The day is young. And your pajamas looks freshly laundered almost."

[mouthy_merc]

"One, still not pajamas. Two, you're going to stop messing with the students or else we have a problem, capiche?"

Though that word always made him think of catfish, he didn't know why.

[umbitch]

"They're very nice pajamas," she said, ignoring him. "And no, no I'm not. Terribly sorry for ruining your little statement."