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Agnes was sick of this. The corridors were constantly changing and it was all that she could do to hold down her lunch on the moving staircases. She set out from the Ravenclaw dorms with a mission. She was determined to talk to a "Ms. Esmerelda Weatherwax" who had been described as being a competent Witch. Not a witch, a Witch. You could hear the capital letter.
She had the same methods of old witching like herself apparently. This merited a little conversation, and as Agnes Nutter was incredibly bored, she decided to hunt the old bat out. That, of course, was before she had been attacked by two door ways, five flights of stairs, one suit of armour and an insufferably rude wall. Now, rather deflated, she wandered around looking desperately for anyone to talk to. At the moment, she was trying to teach a rather dim door how to be polite, and failing miserably. She tried talking to it instead. That also failed. Miserably.
She looks around again and sighs. "Is there anyone here?" she calls.
"I'm lonely" she whispers.
She had the same methods of old witching like herself apparently. This merited a little conversation, and as Agnes Nutter was incredibly bored, she decided to hunt the old bat out. That, of course, was before she had been attacked by two door ways, five flights of stairs, one suit of armour and an insufferably rude wall. Now, rather deflated, she wandered around looking desperately for anyone to talk to. At the moment, she was trying to teach a rather dim door how to be polite, and failing miserably. She tried talking to it instead. That also failed. Miserably.
She looks around again and sighs. "Is there anyone here?" she calls.
"I'm lonely" she whispers.
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Date: 2006-04-11 02:17 am (UTC)"I was just...Uh," she eyes the door selfconciously "Er...talking to myself!" she says, whilst thinking phew! Saved that one! Didn't want to look like an idiot.
She walks over to him. "I'm Agnes Nutter Sir, Pleased for to make your aquaintance." She says, holding out a grubby hand.
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Date: 2006-04-11 02:19 am (UTC)He shook her hand, smiling. "Name's Ryuk. Pleased to meet you too. So, are you looking for something? You seem lost."
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Date: 2006-04-11 02:24 am (UTC)She smiled at his warmth and general helpfulness. "I was looking for a Ms Weatherwax, but gave up." she said. "I think that I know my way around, it's just so confusing" and rude she thought, remembering the wall.
"have you been here long?"
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Date: 2006-04-11 02:51 am (UTC)She bolsters herself for the more common discussion. "My mother's name was Agnes, and her mother's, and her mother's, and- well, you get the idea. Nutter is my family name. We are descended from a long line of Seers"she explains. "When we had to choose our family name, the word Nutter stood out..."
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