What To Do... [OPEN]

[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

Belaya leaned on a window as if she was in a daze, trying to ignore the several voices in her head. After Russia they seemed to take control more often and became more apparent, usually causing the poor fourth year to have terrible headaches and mood swings.

"C'mon! It'll be fun!" said one voice in a slightly sadistic tone.

"For the millionth time, NO!" roared another voice angrily.

"Will you just..." Belaya groaned in annoyed frustration "Ugh! Just... Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Please!"

The Hufflepuff's stormy blue eyes showed her anger and frustration but they soon died down to show how desperate she was. The teen hadn't had a moment's peace for awhile thanks to her multiple personalities. They even spoke to her in her dreams.

For a few seconds the fourth year's mind stilled and was quiet but soon enough voices could be heard in Belaya's mind once again.

"I can't believe it..." she murmured brokenly with a small shake of her head, causing a black strand of hair to land on Belaya's face "I have no idea what to do now... Great. Just great. It feels like I'm being trapped again. I hate this feeling. When you need to run free and feel the wind but you're chained in a dungeon. Huh. But I guess that's how life goes."

[Laurinda Lendon]

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[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

Belaya glanced at the Ravenclaw with an uninterested look before forcing herself to calm down and face her friend.

"Nothing nothing. Just a lot of... stuff crossing my mind lately." the Hufflepuff replied with a short laugh and a small toss of her head, causing the bothersome lock of hair to fall neatly behind her ear. "Anyway, what're you doing here?"

"She dyed her hair." the black haired teen commented to herself, slightly disapproving of the new look "I wonder why. I liked it better before..."

"Then why don't you ask, dumbass?" a voice snorted inside her head.

Belaya rolled her eyes inwardly at the voice's response and wondered just how many voices she had in her head. She used to have less than 4 but now it felt like there was more than 20.

"Hey, Lauri? Why'd you dye your hair?" the fourth year asked her friend, head cocked to the side in curiosity.

[Laurinda Lendon]

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[Nadia McLaggen]

[OOC: Is it okay if I crash? XP If not just ignore this post! =]

Once again Nadia had been placed on patrol at an insufferable time. Well truth be told, any time was insufferable to be on patrol but this time it was a greater offence because she had actually planned on setting her April Fools practical joke in motion but now she couldn't because she had been set the torrid task of patrolling.

The only up side was that she was able to miss tutoring, she'd rather die than admit that she had to take remedial potions. Voices grew louder as Nadia neared on of the empty classrooms, frowning she strode in very much surprised to see younger students.

Usually, the empty classrooms were either empty, occupied by students needing remedial lessons for whatever subject, or the host of various trysts. Younger students, in Nadia's experience, frequented the library, the lake and their common room rather than an empty classroom for solace. Bent on investigating further Nadia loudly cleared her throat.

"I think you'll find you two, that empty classrooms are prohibited grounds unless with prior permission from a Professor."

The professional and slightly stuck-up tone which Nadia adopted temporarily sickened her, when she had first gotten an owl telling her she was a Prefect Nadia had thought it was a pathetic attempt for a prank, once convinced of it's authentication however Nadia began to change slowly but noticeably. It still baffled her though how she had gotten Prefect status, she wasn't really complaining though, some of the time.

[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

(OOC: Of course not Tenzy! Well, I don't mind and I'm pretty sure Connster won't either! )

Belaya ignored Lauri's question as to why she was here. It wasn't that she didn't want to answer her friend but that she'd have no answer and the Puff didn't want to waste her or Lauri's time.

A smirk started to appear on the fourth year's mouth, blue eyes filled with understanding. She was just about to respond when another girl, most probably older than them, interrupted by clearing her throat and informing them of a rule or something. However, this only caused Belaya to face the fifth year and widen her smirk while her stormy eyes shined with amusement.

"Then I assume that you're either a Prefect, an extremely young professor, you got a Professor's permission or you're just up here and feel like picking on fourth years. Any of those guesses correct?" Belaya spoke in an amused and somewhat taunting tone, as if she was about to pick a fight and was taunting her opponent.

[Nadia McLaggen]

Ordinarily Nadia would've admired such spunk but she was on prefect mode and her almost her entire demeanor had to undertake a face lift when in prefect mode, so instead of clapping at the snark presented to her or hexing the girl Nadia simply crossed her arms defiantly.

"Lucky guess, I am a Prefect yes. Although you should have known that by the..." Nadia trailed off as she realized she had forgotten her prefect badge in her dormitory. Silently cursing her luck she continued as if nothing as happened, "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, kindly vacate yourselves from here or I shall have to notify a Professor." As an afterthought Nadia added, "I'm not below deducting house points either."

[Laurinda Lendon]

[/i] Lauri thought to herself bitterly, so glad the Sorting Hat hadn't placed her in Slytherin. They were all the same.

She was about to send back a sharp reply but but Belaya beat her to it. Lauri was definitely glad to be friends with Belaya; she pitied all that weren't.

Lauri noticed that Nadia had forgotten her badge and raised a brow. "Not very organised for a prefect, are you?" she snapped. Who was she to come in a start threatening them when she obviously wasn't up for such a job?

"As far as I checked we're not doing anything wrong by talking in an empty classroom. Run off to a professor, I doubt they'll care. And, wow, you're thinking of taking away points? I'm so scared. Really." she rolled her eyes.
And if a professor did care, Lauri was sure that she could talk them out of getting her or Belaya in trouble.[/color][/ul]

[Belaya Drocellmeyer]

"I couldn't care less if you told a professor or deducted points. Hufflepuffs usually don't care about house points." Belaya replied, backing up her friend "We haven't won for a long time and we couldn't care less. I don't care that you're a prefect either. So, what will you do?"

Belaya's eyes challenged the older girl, unafraid and confident. She really didn't care if this Slytherin prefect deducted points or told some professor. The teenager was getting into more trouble with her teachers lately so what harm could come if one more problem came up? And what she said about Hufflepuffs not caring about points was true. Not many of them cared about the point system.

[Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux]

[OOC: Can I crash as well? I just couldn't resisted. If not, you can delete my post.. ^_^]

Minna was strolliing down the corridors, not really having thought of where to go. She was in one of her strange moods where she would just allow herself to just walk around and see where her pair of feet take her. This time it took her to the Sixth Floor. A Slytherin Head, near the Gryffindor Tower. How ironic.

Then she heard noises from a classroom near by. She decided to check it out since she wasn't doing anything else. As she pushed the door open, she saw a snake, a raven, and a badger in the same room. "All they need now was a lion, then they'll have a representative of every house in here." Minna thought to herself and tried not to giggle.

"I heard noises near by, what seems to be the matter here? Ms. McLaggen, I hope you weren't causing trouble. I would hate to take points off Slytherin." Minna said. If her instincts were right, it was Nadia who was creating a ripple of heat in the room where the 'claw and 'puff were in as well.

[Gabe Turner]

Gabe was leaning by the door, "Oh come on Professor Theoreux. Let the students deal with whatever misunderstanding themselves. That's why their here: to learn from experience." Gabe called out.

He was passing by from his solo tour of the whole castle. There were parts of the castle that had changed since the last time he had been in it. He smiled and entered the classroom. "Lovely seeing students even in these parts of the castle." he said as he looked at Belaya, Laurinda, and Nadia.

[Nadia McLaggen]

Annoyed by the odds Nadia fought the urge to childishly pout, it was two against one. Nadia was about to respond when lo and behold her head of house appeared.

Ahh the devil herself. Nadia thought.

Nadia wasn't a horrible liar, however when it came to the subject of her head of house Nadia failed to hide her contempt for the Professor. Perhaps that was where she fell through, she was terrible at hiding her hate.

"Quite the contrary Professor Theoreux, these two are breaking rules by being here without permission." Nadia managed to grit out, there was something about her head of house that grated on her nerves endlessly.

[Laurinda Lendon]

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[Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux]

Minna turned and tried her best not to sneer. It was Turner, just the man she was avoiding. "Well, seeing as Ms. McLaggen has just mentioned the fact that Ms. Drocellmeyer and Ms. Lendon are not allowed to be here is something worth looking into." Minna began but since she and Maryn did stuff like this when they were students, she decided to let the matter go.

"However, since I'm in a strange mood, Ms. McLaggen, I suggest you leave them alone since they are not causing any trouble. And Turner, the quidditch pitch is outside the castle, if you haven't noticed." Minna sneered as she turned to face Gabe.

It wasn't a normal thing for her to be angry at someone without really knowing them but something about him makes her blood curl. She turned back to the students, "Ms. Lendon, Ms. Drocellmeyer, after using the classroom, please clean up after you go. Clean as you go." she instructed them with a smile.

She turned to Nadia, "Ms. McLaggen, please try and slide small things whenever possible. You were once young like them." she told her student. "I would like you to busy yourself with other things instead."

[Nadia McLaggen]

[OOC: Guys are we still doing this thread?]