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“Is there anything I can be of service for you, kind reporter?” Eulalie speaks into the echo of her empty, exotic classroom. She had caught him looking around the walls, the shelves in wonder.
She’s not pestered— in fact, she’s actually proud. If only her students can +
pay attention to the details of her study space in such way.
“I believe you’re here for the interview,” Eulalie holds her hand out invitingly, allowing herself to stand straight to display how tall of a presence she is. “Bhutan hasn’t left my mind since it happened, nor has +
Check.. check.. check.. boy. The boy’s here, the lanky @appalachiastone.
Eulalie was grading assignments but that can wait, Cal is waiting for her. How rude of the teacher. Charming all the supplies to crawl away, Prof. Hicks greets the boy with a smirk. “Right on time, +
@appalachiastone She raises her hands in understanding— but also concern. “Cal, I am far aware. You aren’t here to be punished,” rather, she wanted him here to talk about who actually done it. Not to punish her either, but Eulalie is worried with reason.
“Your colleague has been rather +
@SoughtScamander@onlyinraresouls@ofphoenixlament as Gellert’s body hits the floor, Eulalie springs into action. “Grindel!” She shouts, serving as some sort of unplanned trigger word for everyone in the case lounging about except for two distinct people.
The rest gather above Gellert with wands drawn.
@SoughtScamander@onlyinraresouls@ofphoenixlament Eulalie had been playing a good game of poker with her dear friend Jacob until quite literally a body FLOPS to the ground from the top of the case. Her cards fly but they settle back with magic without making a mess— always one step ahead!
It happens so quickly, but as soon +