Nanerean twitched slightly as the hat was ripped from his head, and remembered that his hat was still charmed to burn whoever stole it. It should start burning in five... four... three... two...
Tera's brow furls at Nan's snickering, usually when she gave him a bit of tease he got all nancy and full of anger. No this wasn’t right, but what ever it was that wasn’t right about it would have to wait. A few of the not so knowledgeable (that is they didn't know Tera) Gryffindors had begun looking at the bloodless looking girl at their table with blatant suspicion. "Well, good luck then..." A forced quirky smile and she gets up...promptly falls over the bench and onto the floor in the isle way between the tables. "Bloody hell Nan, you nit!" She growls as her fingers pry at the laces of her boots. Then with a glare to melt through dry ice she gets to her feet and yanks Nanerins hat from atop his head.
"You can use my pillow when ever you want, Madam Captian," Kate tells Liz. "I found a wonderful spot in that closet for a cat to curl up and sleep." She's still feeling pleasantly buzzed. "Speaking of Captains, whatever happened to those pirate ghosts?"
As incomprehensible as Tera was being, the general point of her babbling was that Lumuel was trying to ask Nanerean out. This was a terrifying thought, and Nanerean just realized how potentially embarassing this was.
In any case, Nanerean decided Tera's comment deserved her shoes to be tied together. This was one of Nanerean's favorite little tricks, as he could do it seemlessly without a wand or even a whisper. Being a Magid certainly had its ups, even if he wasn't a very good one... yet. With a wink, Tera's shoes were tied together. Nanerean reached for a sandwich and began into it.
"Howling Monkey Munched?" Nanerean responded to Tera. "I have no doubt that he is one, but I can't say I really know what that is, and you know full well that I fancy no males in such a way." He eyed Tera and snickered. What happened with Kate and Lumuel in the wardrobe? Kate doesn't seemed too scarred from such a thing... did she get out before he landed in all of his... *ahem*... glory?
Nanerean wondered. I imagine this is going to be quite the day of spite.
Lemuel looses his calm, seething air just after exiting the great hall, and frightens professor Sinistra by wheeling around on her so fast, that his tablecloth whips around his ankles. She lets out an eep, and lets off hitting him over the head with her tome for just a moment. Just enough time, it seems, for a very enraged Professor Flitwick to grab onto her arm, pull her behind him, and charge at Lemuel, teeth clenched, and face red.
Suddenly playing Lemuel's saviour, Prof. Sinistra grabs the wee man's collar, and jerks him back just before he lets loose a particularly nasty charm in the tall ravenclaw's general direction. She says a few quick words into his ear, bringing a nasty smile to his lips.
In his pipsqueak voice, he says "Go get changed, Ucion, and come to my office. We've got to talk."
Lemuel pales, as the two teachers wander away, suddenly worried that his punisment will be far worse than simple expultion...
Tera smirks a big joyous smirk that must be the only barrier keeping all the laughter apparent in her eyes locked back behind them. Unlike most of the hall she is not staring at Nanerean, rather her fork is clicking noisily against her empty plate. Murmurs and giggles spread like a wave away from the gryphies table and Liz to clash in a roaring discussion joined by the many voices now spreading new and strange rumors about the happenings of only a moment ago.
"well...Nanerin.. finely got a boy friend did ya?" She does look at him then, a bright grin lighting her currently death-like features. Ashen skin and eyes dark enough to shame the dead of space. She Leans her head onto his shoulder and puts on her best and most pathetic pout. "Promise to tell me the first time you reconsider dating that howling monkey munched."
Nanerean did not really know what to think. He thought it was hilarious that Lumuel had done a striptese in front of him in the great hall, and even moreso that Professor Sinistra was now beating him mercilessly over the head with a book. If he didn't get expelled for this, he would at least get a months worth of detention, unless he was romantically involved with one of the teachers, which Nanerean couldn't imagine Lumuel being romantically involved with anyone.
Many people were now staring in the general direction of Nanerean. He realized that had he not been so bewildered and thought that the strange images previously before him to be so funny, this would be quite an embarassing experience. The things to say flew through his mind, but gladly he did not have to explain anything, for Liz had interupted the awkward moment by coming in drunk off her ass ranting loudly about being drunk and Kate's new pillow.
Oh... what the hell is going on?
Liz crawls over to where Kate is sitting at the Slytherin table. "Man, I could kill for a PB&J sandwich right now... I think I'm drunker than ever, Kate. I thought I saw someone running around wearing nithing but a lampshade. Liz doesn't see unpleasent things when she is drunk. She sees pixies." She puts her head down on the table, then suddenly jerks up, "IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR BUYING THAT DAMN PILLOW, MADDAM CAPTIAN!!!!!!"
Kate makes her way to the great hall. She isn't particularly hungry, but mealtime is also a chance to regruoup, something she desperately needs following a very surreal morning. Just outside of the great hall she passes Lemuel, who appears to be wearing nothing but a lampshade, and Professor Sinistra who appears to be hitting Lemuel over the head repeatedly with an astronomy textbook.
Kate joins the other seventh years at the Slytherin table. She sits down at the far end and saves an open spot next to her in case Liz decides to show up.
Nearby Nanerean looks terribly embarrassed and Tera looks amused. Kate wonders what she missed.