[Open RP] Ofdensen discovers who's been popped.

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When the house elf came in with the note, Ofdensen didn't believe it. Not until he saw it with his own eyes.

So he raced off to the Popcorn Room and ran his eyes and finger down the roster.

Sure enough, one name stood out:

Nathan Explosion

Not too far down the list, another name:

Skwisgaar Skwigelf

Ofdensen immediately reached for his phone, dialing his contact in Mordhaus. They reported that yes, Nathan and Skwisgaar were both back at Mordhaus, at the moment causing mayhem with Murderface.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he hung up the phone. At least they were accounted for. But now that put him in a bit of a bind.

It was all fine when it was four members here in Hogwarts, but now there's only two. He really should be with the majority. But he couldn't just leave Toki and Pickles here-and to be blunt, unsupervised.

And there were other factors here as well, which he'll never admit to, but she's they're there.

[[Open RP. Let the WTFery of the mass popcorning begin!]]

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Jaime was passing by the Popcorn Room when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Thinking someone else had returned, he paused in the doorway - but there was no butter to be seen. Then he recognized Ofdensen. "Hey. Somebody else on the plaque?"

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He began to feel really ill as another name appeared on the plaque:

Pickles the Drummer

"Three of my employers."

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At the same time, something changed in the room - Jaime couldn't tell what or where, he only knew it because the Scarab picked something up. Then the name appeared on the plaque. "Aw, crap."

He shoved his hands into his pockets, scowling at the kernels. "Sorry. I don't really know what to say. Friend of mine wound up here a while back - like to think she's home, but I got no clue."

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Right after he finished saying that, Ofdensen's phone rang. The contact reported that Pickles had reappeared as well.

He sighed. "I know they're home. I'm not sure if I should stay or go myself."

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Well, that was handy. Jaime looked at Ofdensen curiously. "Depends. You got anything keeping you here?" Or anybody, was left unsaid.

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"Well, there's still one of my employers here." His eyes kept darting to the plaque, but no Toki Wartooth appeared. "And I do have an obligation to attend Professor Grant's class..." And he would miss having an intelligent Twi'lek person to talk to.

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"Professor Grant's class? ...Oh, yeah." He'd seen the word Furby, turned around and walked away. "Classes are pretty rare around here. Think his classes are the only ones I've seen signups for since I got here. Kinda hoped there'd be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class or something."

Conveniently, he then spotted the name Lily Potter on the plaque. "Or not. Geez."

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"True, I've only seen a couple other signups since I've shown myself. But I feel it's important to attend, this is a school after all. Jesus, a lot of people popped." He finished reading the long list, and breathed a sigh of relief. There were no other people who he was close to on the plaque.

"I wonder why popcorn."

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Jaime looked a little bit embarrassed at that for not signing up. Then again: Furbies? He didn't say it out loud, but took the opportunity to peruse the list as well. Dr. Suresh? Damn, he should have dropped the guy a line after Christmas about the potions stuff. Roy Mustang? ...actually, that was a relief. Jaime felt bad for being relieved, but the way Mustang had looked at him... he was pretty sure the guy would have tried to fry him if he thought he was connected to whoever.

"Makes about as much sense as anything else here, I guess. The cheese question in the application, people turning into popcorn, hexed chocolate and jelly donuts... maybe whoever's behind this place has a fixation with snack food, I don't get it either."

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Oddly enough, Ofdensen laughed. He didn't know why. Maybe it was he needed a laugh after losing three people. Maybe he was just losing it.

"Heh, maybe you have a point."

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Jaime looked up, surprised at hearing Ofdensen laugh, and grinned. "Guess there's no point in trying to make sense of things here, huh?"

((faceplanting, will get to Tomo later, promise!))

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He shook his head. "No, no." He made one final call to his contact. The gist of the conversation was that yes, the contact can handle things fine here, and Ofdensen would be contacted if needed, so if he wanted to stay, he could.

"Looks like I'm staying a bit anyway. How about you, you popping or staying?"

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Blink. "I didn't know you could do that intentionally." Irritation flickered across his face as the scarab started trying to analyze the room and figure out just how they could intentionally do so. "Uh, not that I'd want to know either," he added and it quieted down.

In response to Ofdensen's question, Jaime shook his head. "No. Got plenty of reasons to stay." He smirked. "'Sides, I leave and Sancho's gonna go back to stealing everything shiny in sight. Only just got him to kick that habit."