[Closed RP] Second verse, same as the first

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Wishbone shrugged on his jacket and stuck his wand inside. He had decided that today was a day to try catnip and play with the cats. The sun was bright, the grass was green. It was an ideal day.

A had already said that he could, so Wishbone went outside to meet them. He was a bit surprised to see that Mello had joined them though, but he didn't think much of it.

Hi A! Hi Mello! Hi Einstein! Hi Schrodinger!

Owl Invitation to Lezard from Severus (closed RP)

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After wandering bitterly by the Defense against the Dark Arts class, Severus returns to his office and waits impatiently for Damon's daily visit. He will teach a class soon, he determines, and works with still greater diligence on his diagrams, including some new instructional ones and even prepares some slides for the classroom projector. This calms him and by the time his owl arrives he is hissing through his teeth with concentration again.

His note is at his elbow, carefully inked in green and blotted.

Lezard Valeth,

I am willing to teach you Occlumency as we discussed, should you remain interested in pursuing these studies. I will be free tomorrow evening after tea. Please come to my sitting-room in Slytherin rather than my office. The Hospital Wing is unsuitable.

Yours truly,
Prof. Severus Snape.

This time he will be more careful with the pensieve. He is already considering what he will store away. James, Lezard's evil twin, will definitely not be present. Severus half-grins and half-sneers at his half-joke.

Defence Aganst the Dark Arts Class.

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Jack Harkness was supposed to be teaching the class, if anyone knew who he was they'd be in for a bit of a shock because Jack wasn't going to be actually taking his first lesson. Nope. That joyful challenge fell to one Doctor Owen Harper. Who, when had been told this great news by Jack spent the next half hour swearing at him and stomping about the office. Generally behaving somewhat like a small child having a tantrum. Owen didn't care about that fact, he was annoyed. He'd already been back to Cardiff enough times for him and was looking after Janet.

Yes, Janet. Their sort of pet, mascot, general other guard dog when the pterodactyl wasn't suitable, being picky, broody or just kept away from people.

Owen would get his own back on Jack. He'd show him just what he could do.
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( Owen realises he likes the sound of his own voice... )

((the ooc bit:: Owen's let the pixies loose so feel free to mod what they do to pups and if they get stunned, there's going to be a comment to post any questions under, apart from that it's pretty much free for all, people can be in groups or on their own. If pups want to meet Janet ask Owen, he's feels responsible for her and doesn't want anything happening to people that get close and answer anything about her))