[Lottie had been in rather good spirits ---if only to keep herself from moping about. The Mist was still in New Orleans and the Gala date was fast approaching... and so was Tiana's birthday. Neither thought sat well with her, which is precisely why she refused to think about it anymore. It was affecting her teaching and her schoolwork.
Alas, she's walking down the hall, having gone to turn in a late paper. She practically jumps out of her skin as she hears the crash, and quickly scurries to investigate.]
[She groans at the sound of a student's voice. This is the last thing she's in the mood to deal with, but what else can she do but swallow her anger and put on a forced act of sweetness.
Just have to put up with pretending to care about these brats for a tiny bit longer... just a tiny bit longer...]
Oh yes darling, I'm quite all right~! Accidently knocked something over is all~
[Fantastic. She twitches, having to very quickly swallow down her rage on the spot. She manages to give the turtle (why the heck are there so many of them?) a very crooked smile.]
No, no! No need to fret, darling. I'm perfectly fine~
But goodness, we're certainly excitable, aren't we?
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Alas, she's walking down the hall, having gone to turn in a late paper. She practically jumps out of her skin as she hears the crash, and quickly scurries to investigate.]
H-hello? Is everythin' okay in there?
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[She groans at the sound of a student's voice. This is the last thing she's in the mood to deal with, but what else can she do but swallow her anger and put on a forced act of sweetness.
Just have to put up with pretending to care about these brats for a tiny bit longer... just a tiny bit longer...]
Oh yes darling, I'm quite all right~! Accidently knocked something over is all~
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[Oh! It's Ursula! Lottie can't help but wonder what on Earth she knocked over that could make such a crash.]
Do you need any help pickin' anythin' up, Auntie?
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Oh that's sweet of you darling, but auntie can take care of it~! Don't you worry.
[The smashed desk lays behind her none too conspicuously, promoting Ursula to give a sheepish shrug.]
Sometimes a girl just doesn't know her own strength.
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Are you decent in there?
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Eheh.. of course, darling. Why wouldn't I be?
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I dunno - I heard a huge bang, like someone dropped a phone-booth on a banana.
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But no, darling. Nothing of the sort happened. I simply just... knocked over my desk is all.
[And it somehow shattered to itty bitty pieces.]
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No, no! No need to fret, darling. I'm perfectly fine~
But goodness, we're certainly excitable, aren't we?
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But it's a good thing you're here, darling. I need someone to clean up this mess~
[With that she goes right back to packing, but not before tossing the turtle a broom.]
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