fandomhigh | Detention: Saturday, January 14, 2006

Rita happily pointed her wand at the board, making a list of names appear.

Han Solo
Pippi Longstocking
Pip Bernadette
Quinn Morgendorffer
John Sheppard
Lana Lang
Maia Rutledge
James Ford
~~Barbossa~~

“Students are expected to sign in,” Rita said. As soon as Quinn and Barbossa took their seats, Rita set a pile of writing materials on the former’s desk, and nine pairs of dragonhide gloves, as well as nine tiny nets, on latter’s.

“Boys and girls, it seems you’ve been naughty this week,” Rita said disapprovingly, addressing the whole class. “So until midnight tonight, you’re all going to be staying here. And you’ll be doing punishments to fit the crimes and according to my whims, really. And since there are only two students in here who seemingly did not cause mischief to ear this detention - Mr. Barbossa and Ms. Morgendorffer - they will be my Special Helpers for the day. That means, Special Helpers - if you see someone misbehaving, let me know immediately.”

“Thanks to Mr. Solo, you will all write me a one hundred-word essay on respecting the privacy of the opposite sex. If I am not satisfied with your essay, you will make a better effort. Ms. Morgendorffer, you are in charge of passing out the writing material and collecting it. And boys and girls - I expect neat work.”
“Because of all of you who thought that playing in the water would be fun, I’m going to teach you about the things that actually live in the water.” She indicated three tanks at the front of the room, and lifted the dropcloths off of them. In each one, nettles and grayish-green, slimy plants grew. The students’ attention was more likely to be on the pale green, goblin-like creatures, however.

“I would like you all to harvest as much gillyweed - the stuff that looks like rat tails - out of there before you leave. In groups of three - Mr. Ford, Mr. Sheppard and Mr. Solo together; Ms. Longstocking, Ms. Lang and Ms. Rutledge; and Ms. Morgendorffer, Mr. Barbossa and Mr. Bernadette. Please wait for Mr. Barbossa to hand out your protective gloves and nets.”
“Then we will have lunch. I hope you all like what I’ve provided.”
“After lunch, there will be some beginner's potion-making - you will all be extracting four ounces - that’s approximately a full plant’s worth - of bubotuber pus." Rita pointed to nine slug-like plants on her desk. "You will work alone. Continue to wear your gloves, boys and girls, unless you’d rather like to have boils."
“And once that is finished, you will spend the rest of your time quietly in your seats, doing lines.”

“I will not - I repeat, will not tolerate undue chatter in this detention. And do not forget that I have a wand, whereas none of you do. Anyone who talks out of turn runs the risk of being jinxed or worse. I will not hesitate to full body-bind any of you, much less transfigure you into something unpleasant for the duration of the day.”

She smiled sweetly. “Any questions?”

[ooc: All right kiddies, here’s how it’s going to go:

Comment in all of the threads. RP out what Rita has asked you to do. If you don’t, she will be cranky. If you talk about non-detention stuff, and Rita catches you, she will be cranky. If you talk back, she will be very cranky.

If Rita gets cranky, she will seriously cast a spell on you.

I won’t do anything to actually HARM a single student in here. But you might find yourselves unable to move, turned into a highly unpleasant animal, tickling for no reason at all, and so on. Furthermore, she’ll assign you detention again next week if she has to take to magical measures.

I do expect to see a full 100 word essay.

The grindylows will not bite unless you piss them off. Be careful.

The food is not poisoned. Scout’s honor. :)

The bubotuber pus is your own domain. Get boils, don’t, whatever.

And as for the lines, C&P is your friend. And yes, Rita and I are both OCD enough to check that your character has done it the full 25 times.

Finally - if you don’t know HP canon, please do take advantage of those links. Additionally, you can ping me in the OOC thread, or I *should* be on AIM (beetlewhatbeetle).

Most of all, remember: Rita is not nice. She is not your pal. She is a bitch, and she *will not* hesitate to turn you into a newt. (And you will not get getting better...until I say so, anyway.)

And you won’t be getting out until 3 AM EST. Sorry, guys. Like I said...Rita is a bitch. *shrug* And you know the rules on that - no playing in anything else until that time. And if I catch you? Consequences.

[ooc2: OCD threads ~~going up momentarily. Wait for them and then please do use them~~ ARE UP.]

[ooc3: ~~I'm going AFK for an hour. If you have questions, hold off until I get back, please~~. BACK, YO.]

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The scowl is much more pronounced and Han crosses his arms over his chest.

After a few minutes he scrawls, in abominable handwriting, "Make me, ithicalitsnor."

Rita smiled sweetly.

"Have it your way, Mr. Solo," she said softly. She waved her wand again. "Locomotor Mortis (http://www.hp-lexicon.org/magic/spells/spells_l.html#Locomotor_Mortis)."

Her smiled widened as she pointed her wand under his chair. "Incendio." A small fire started - contained, and certainly not burning him, but very likely to make his seat quite uncomfortable.

"So. Essay?"

The scowl has merged into a grim smile. She wants to play hard. He's got scars from meaner than her.

He keeps his arms crossed and sticks his tongue out in a universal gesture of defiance.

Rita, beginning to get into things, waved her wand (http://www.hp-lexicon.org/magic/spells/spells_h.html#hair-hex), causing Han's eyebrows to begin to grow and an alarming rate.

She murmured something, and Han could probably feel his tongue again.

"Apologize, and do your essay," she said calmly. "Or there will be further consequences."

He shoves the eyebrows out of his eyes, laughing at her. He points at them "This is punishment?" He can't seem to stop laughing long enough to apologize or write.

"Please, Han," Lana says. "Just do it!" She looks very frightened. This is something she's never seen before and she doesn't know what to make of it.

Seeing the fear in Lana's face, he sobers a little.

"Just for you, doll. You got a hairtie, so I can get these things out of my eyes and see to write? Bleeding Goddess, I'll bet I look like a wookiee on a bad day."

Lana nods and digs one out of her pocket. She starts to hand it to him, then steps in and hugs him. "Please just do whatever she wants. She's really scaring me and I don't want to see what else she might end up doing to you," she whispers. "Please."

Han gives her a quick squeeze. "thanks." He gathers the eyebrows back with the rest of his hair (which could use a cut) into a small ponytail. He grins again at the sight he must make.

"It'll be okay. She ain't the meanest thing I ever faced."

"I'm still waiting for that apology, Mr. Solo. And may I remind you both that there is no talking," Rita said coolly.

"I'm sorry, Professor," Lana says meekly and goes back to her own work.

He bites the first words that come to mind--that she can wait until Tatooine floods--and steals another glance at Lana's worried face.

Taking a deep breath, he says, "I'm sorry to put you to so much trouble, Miz Skeeter."

Lana lets out a deep breath and gives Han a cautious smile. "Thank you," she mouths.

The P.A. clicks on again.

"Apologies involve accepting personal responsibility, Mister Solo. I'm sure you are twice enough of a man to accept the wise and learned opinion of Miss Skeeter. Apologize for your behavior and write the damnable essay to her liking."

Rita smirked, crossing her arms and looking expectant.

"Well, Mr. Solo?"

Every button he has having just been pressed, Han sits down and writes a second essay (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/512821.html?thread=24129589#t24129589).

Lana nods and steps back, glancing over at Professor Skeeter a little nervously.

Smith clicks on the P.A. to adress the Danger Shop. The video feeds had been quite... irritating.

"Mister Solo? You will address the Teacher in Charge with respect and obedience, or I will take a personal interest in your punishment."

"No, darling. This me mocking you. Punishment is when I turn you into something unpleasant and keep you that way," Rita replied. "We can do this the nice, easy way, where you apologize and write the lines, or we can do it the difficult way, which will end with you in the principal's office. Most likely in another form."

[[ignore that last, he caved upthread]]

[ooc: Um. Retconning?]

[[no, playing several threads at once and losing track of them. I'll put it back if you want.]]

[ooc: I honestly don't care that much, but deletion without all players' consent is very much against the rules and I thought I'd point it out.]

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