Camisado [CLOSED]

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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The Hospital Wing was dark and quiet, as it usually was in the middle of the night. Brent crept through the white room, being careful to not wake any of the sleeping students. Brent knew multitasking was not his speciality so using his wand to levitate two cups of coffee in the air, carry a stack of papers under his arm and attempt to reach the matron's office without causing a ruckus was probably not a sensible idea.

It was just past eleven and Brent knew he had plenty of marking to get on with but there was something he had to do first, even if it meant that he would have to stay up even later tonight.

Once Brent had reached the door to Maryn's office, (without waking a single person up and still not having dropped the papers or coffees) he realised that there was a very slim possibility of him managing to open, or even knock on, the door without dropping anything. And he'd have to knock quietly too, just in case Maryn was asleep which he thought was unlikely, given her condition.

Concentrating on keeping the cups in the air, Brent tried knocking with his elbow. He was glad that nobody was awake to see him looking so stupid.[/font][/ul]

[[Maryn Lovegood]]

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[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[[Maryn Lovegood]]

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[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[[Maryn Lovegood]]

[/i] animals. Here and now, she was glad that she could keep an eye on him, to make sure he didn't do anything wrong to Ribbity II. There was no way that she would allow for her husband to be alone with the young toad.

There was a slight glint in Brent's eye and one corner of his mouth had curled upwards slightly. Maryn knew the look. It was Brent's 'scheming look'. She often did wonder why the Sorting Hat had placed him in Gryffindor and not Slytherin, he could be very manipulative when he wanted to be...

Maryn took Ribbity II from Brent quickly, before he could protest and put him in his little corner which was where he spent most of his time. Seeing as she was now stood up, she towered over Brent; looking stern. "Brent McKinney, what are you planning now?"[/color][/font][/ul]

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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[[Maryn Lovegood]]

[/i] you're planning anything; I know you are!"

Maryn was starting to get annoyed now and knew that Brent was telling a lie. A very irritating lie, too. And she wanted to know the truth hiding behind it. Whatever Brent was planning, it was bound to be utterly ridiculous as the man was rarely capable of doing anything sensible. So it was even more important that she found out, incase it was something that would put his job (or anything else of great importance) on the line. "Tell me, or get out." Maryn growled, pointing at the door threateningly.[/color][/font][/ul]

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

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