Room 308, Thursday evening
Aug. 9th, 2007 05:58 pmHermione was writing. A lot. Several pages in her notebook had been covered in her own handwriting, and years of writing superfluous reports far longer than they would have ever needed to be in any universe meant that her wrist wasn't even tired. If anyone asked, she wouldn't tell.
Crookshanks and Wadsworth were fed, she'd already checked her voicemail, and she was fully prepared in case anyone's hand was bleeding.
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Crookshanks and Wadsworth were fed, she'd already checked her voicemail, and she was fully prepared in case anyone's hand was bleeding.
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Date: 2007-08-10 01:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 01:27 am (UTC)She managed - somehow - to sit down on the edge of her chair, making a face. "It's ... I'm okay, it doesn't hurt. Well, except when I fall and bang my face off the ground. And when I did that in her office, she laughed. That woman is a bitch."
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Date: 2007-08-10 01:38 am (UTC)Note to self: please cut down with the swearing so much. Even if "bitch" was sort of invented for this woman.
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Date: 2007-08-10 01:48 am (UTC)She made a face, balling her fists on her lap. "Dammit! I had stuff I wanted to do today! And it so didn't include 'stumble around like a drunken cripple'! I wasn't even mouthy with her! I mean, I just kinda sat there, like, yeah, total attitude problem, but dude, I was almost civil!"
She folded her arms. "And she totally asked about you, too. I just said you're fine. She's sick, isn't she?"
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Date: 2007-08-10 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-10 01:57 am (UTC)She shivered. "I mean, I'm sure he's fine, 'cause he's Luke and all? But ... if she did, then Professor Skywalker's gonna flip out."
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Date: 2007-08-10 02:14 am (UTC)She shivered again. "I'd ... I'd just want to march in there with my Godhand and wow, what an amazingly bad idea, you know?"
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Date: 2007-08-10 02:34 am (UTC)She took a deep breath. "Is that ... a good sign, at least? That she's desperate? I mean, does that mean she's losing control and whatever we're doing is working, or does that mean she's gonna snap and start just ... raging?"
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Date: 2007-08-10 04:28 am (UTC)She cleared her throat and looked tearful. "Officer, I don't understand. How can he give me rides? He doesn't even have a mustache."