IC Prospective: Sette Frummagem [4th Year]

[smells_yer_spellery]

Character: Sette Frummagem
Mun: Athy
Plot specific: N

[ACTION]

WHO TOOK ME QUILL?!?!

-=there's a tiny, angry, barefoot girl stomping through the halls, tail flicking sharply back and forth=-

Who's gone all stoopid and thought it be a right idea to steal from Sette Frummagem!!

SHOW YERSELF SO'S I MAY SCHOOL YA IN PROPER RESPECT!




((Sette has a tail and always had a tail, feel free to think it's fake. Or not. Also don't hesitate to correct me if I do something wrong? Still figuring all this out.))

Comments

[mo_cara]

Woah. Hey, chica, you look like you be getting yourself a pretty good mad on. [Have a bewildered looking, ridiculously tall boy blinking down at her.]

[smells_yer_spellery]

Where it you??

-=tiny girl is stomping up to ridiculously tall boy, puffing up to seem bigger it doesn't work as she pokes hard at his chest=-

Give it back'er I'll git it meself!

[mo_cara]

Baby girl, I ain't got nothing what belongs to you, but if you be wanting a feather pen, I got me some extras. [raising his eyebrows as he looks down at her]

[smells_yer_spellery]

THAT AIN'T THE POINT!

Someone got the gumption ta take what rightfully belongs ta me! Ain't a Frummagem alive what lets a transgression a'that hideousness slide!

[mo_cara]

Why ain't you just summoning it back? People take each other's shit all the time, maybe on the accidentally side of things. [mildly] I mean, at least ain't no one stolen your stash or your knickers or something.

[smells_yer_spellery]

If I just summons it, I ain't likely gonna find out who stole'd it!

[mostcordial]

[This sixth year is just going to roll her eyes as Sette stomps past.]

It's just a quill. You can buy another one in Hogsmeade this-- wait. Is that a tail?

[smells_yer_spellery]

I DON'T CARE. It's my quill and there ain't no one who takes what's mine and lives to tell the tale!

-=speaking of tail, she just smirks at the reaction and flicks it again=-

[mostcordial]

[She raises an eyebrow at the tail and makes... A face, for lack of a better term]

Well... Yeah, but you pick your battles, right? What if someone takes a scarf or your shoes next week and you've wasted all your energy over a quill? I mean, a quill's no big deal. I lose my quill all the time.

[smells_yer_spellery]

-=it's the most awesomest tail ever and no one can deny it=-

I ain't got no mind for useless shoes and scarves! What I want is me quill!!

[greenteengenius]

[Lyrl snaps his book shut.] Must you be so noisy?

[Wait.]

Why do you have a tail?

[smells_yer_spellery]

What's ya think happens when someone yells? They open their mouths and noises fall out!

-=folds her arms=-

Cuz I gots a tail.

[greenteengenius]

[He can already tell this conversation is going to be painful.]

Yes, you have one. I'm asking how you acquired it.

[smells_yer_spellery]

Always had it!

-=sways it up so he can see=-

T'is a lion's tail!

-=or possibly a mule, whatever=-

[greenteengenius]

So you were born with it? Is that normal?

[He wouldn't know, he was practically raised in a cave.]

[smells_yer_spellery]

O'course it ain't! Meanin' I'm special is all~

[greenteengenius]

Did your parents have tails?

[smells_yer_spellery]

Nah. Me Da's bum ends where it aught.

[greenteengenius]

How peculiar. I suppose it must be some natural magical deviance then.

[smells_yer_spellery]

Oi! I ain't no deviant!

-=accept she totally is=-

[greenteengenius]

Technically you are. Simply another way of calling you "special."