http://berserkerminsc.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] berserkerminsc.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2009-02-20 09:17 am
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Care for Magical Creatures; Friday, Period 2 [ 02/20 ].

If Minsc was the type to notice coincidence, he would most likely find this very funny indeed. But, that morning, when he expected to wake up and go to class to teach about unintentional transformations into animals, he found himself...

...unintentionally transformed.

He'd probably laugh about this a lot come Monday.

As it was, though, the class would find themselves gathering in the classroom, Minsc already there, as a giant black bear. Of course, the purple tattoo on his head was still somehow there, and Boo was nestled quietly between his ears, so, if the students didn't recognize that it was him, he was very disappointed in them and would be convinced that they must have all had one too many hits on the head (that said a lot, from a man like Minsc) and were all terribly stupid.

On the board, Minsc had still trying to scribble something with chalk, using his paws, and got about halfway through something that looked vaguely like "Unintentio--" but gave up.

He roared at them a little, hitting his paw a few times on a space at the desk in the front of the room. Paw, paw, paw. This is where you papers I assigned last week go. And then he stalked over to the board, going up on his hindlegs, and started pawing the board too. Unintentio--. Unintentional transformations. It was on the syllabus. It was happening to their teacher right now. Discuss.

And then Minsc settled down, blinking his bear eyes at his class and waiting.


[[ wait for the OCD please is up! ]] [[ Class Syllabus and Roster ]]
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Re: Talk to Minsc -- 02/20.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-20 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Since the bear seemed to be satisfied, Arthur dropped his hand, reminded himself that he was Arthur Pendragon and he had practically invented the stiff upper lip, and, at last, nodded.

It seemed like the appropriate response. "Good luck, then," he offered.

There would have been another moment of consideration had Arthur allowed himself to dwell on the magic at work here and how it was clearly a dangerous thing, but in the interest of maintaining said stiff upper lip, he merely turned away.

He may have muttered "bugger," under his breath, though.