fandomhigh | Creature Languages (Thursday, March 23

After the students had filed in, they were introduced to a rather different tall, gaunt, pale man than the one they were used to.

“Good morning,” he said in slow English with a silky smooth sneer. “You may call me,” he paused, “Lord Voldemort. I have been requested to be here to educate you all in the fine art of slipping one’s tongue around the intricacies of Parseltongue - the language of snakes.”

He looked disgusted as he indicated a pile of papers on Dream’s desk. “Take a vocabulary sheet, if you please. Then ask me whatever questions you may have in Parseltongue. If all else fails, I’ll resort to English, but I warn you - it’s nearly an unconscious language. I won’t be happy about having to change.” He glanced at Dream. "But...I will oblige you, as you're," another sneer, "students, yet."

His red slits of eyes were scoping out various entrances and exits to the classroom, and his hands continued to reach for a clearly absent wand. It's also possible that he may have looked almost as though he was being forced to be there by some means.

But only if you were really paying attention. Which you shouldn't be. Because you're supposed to be working on Parseltongue.

[ooc: OCD threads ~~coming~~ are up. ~~Also, I have some stuff to take care of this afternoon, so I'll be gone for about an hour. Should be back pretty steadily after that, though.~~ Huzzah, am back!]

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Xander stared at the sheet and...waited for the letters to arrange themselves into anything resembling words.

The English letters.

He might have been a little distractedated.

Ditching class today would, on reflection, have been a possibly smart move.

Since he couldn't even think of anything to ask in English.

Plus creepy, yo.

Wait, creepy snakes. Duh.

//Is there a nice polite way to get a snake to ~~fuck off~~ go *away*? Especially maybe a *giant* snake?// "Or would that be the same thing and you just say it really loud?"

//Why would you want to do that?// he asked. If he'd had eyebrows, he might have raised on.

//Because there's one//

Okay, there is no word for 'terrorizing' on this sheet. Not that at last report from Buffy it was really terrorizing -- more like slithering around lamely and eating the occasional pit bull or on especially foggy nights when it was really hungry, chomping on an SUV.

//threatening my home-town. I thought maybe instead of trying to kill it, we could...ask it nicely to find someplace else to slither?//

He'd just skip the part where it was a demonic snake and it had a reserved parking spot at City Hall.

//How do you know it should not be there?// Voldemort asked. //Perhaps that is where the snake is meant to be and it is not your place to interfere with events.//

Xander tilted his head. Okay, philosophy question coming in hard and fast from left field...

//Because the people were there first?//

Well, there before he was a snake, anyway. Judges would allow that an almost-immortal Mayor probably predated most of the current citizens, except possibly Mrs. Crabbitz who ran the bookmobile.

//And what makes the people so important?// came the hissed reply.

//They're better at//

...um... Xander stared down at his hands.

Which he, huh. Had.

//building things? And also playing//

Why do snakes have a word for Pachinko?

//Pachinko. It's the opposable thumbs.//

Voldemort shook his head despairingly.

//In general. Not necessarily as opposed to serpents.//

Xander thought.

Okay, no, because distactedated, but he gave it the old high school try.

//People are important because//

Okay, think like a creepy looking guy with no nose who speaks boa constrictor.

//they're funny to point and laugh at? //

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