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This time he really did snort into his tea.

"It was definitely, definitely not my suggestion," Zephron growled, his tail flicking against the the chair legs as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "I have proof it happened because I saw you down the hall when it did, don't turn this around on me!"

Kenner was given a pointed look before it was turned back to Winter.

"You calling me delinquent, Abbs?" he grunted, and grinned at Red, lifting his teacup again. It looked rather strange for a muscular, rough-around-the-edges hellhound to be drinking out of.

"Here," said Zephron, in answer to her question. "And I like the detention idea, we can put those mischievous ones to work, right?"

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"Actually, that reminds me~ Red, would it be possible to book the gym for a day next week?" Winter leaned a little closer to the Gym Teacher, taking a moment to try and get a brief, private conversation with her. As possible as that was at a tea party.

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"There was also that really strange hiccuping epidemic…but that couldn't have been you either, could it, ZeeZee?" Winter teased, wrinkling up her face at him for only a moment, before she recalled her manners and collected herself. Just in time to be asked about their schooling.

"Here, yes." She agreed with Zephron while she gave Red a curious stare for a moment, but before she could say anything else two things happened: one, Walker offered his assistance and two, there was a student here too. Hollandaise. First, to Hollandaise:

"Not the forest, Miss Hollandaise. Somewhere in the school." She corrected, watching her for a moment. The school was just as bad as the forest really, but she wasn't about to add that part. "As for the table, the other Professors and I are having a Tea Party." The shadow butler, who lingered near the serving table until he was needed, gave a bow in return for the wave.

Then, to Walker: "But perhaps the young Green Warder has a good idea - Professor Walker, perhaps you could release something larger on the grounds, as opposed to the school?"

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"Goooo on," Red encouraged Professor Walker, leaning on the table and resting her chin in her hand as the professor procured her full attention.

Her attention, of course, was then hijacked by Zephron and Winters' answers. The former werewolf blinked slowly, her uncertain gaze shifting slowly between them both. "I... I'm afraid," she began before the arrival of students prompted her to end her words there and sit straight up as any sort of Imposing Teacher should do.



"That is precisely the point," Red interjected towards Holly. "Students are unfair to us; why should we be fair in turn to them? Take, for instance, talking in class. A class is a time a teacher sets aside to share knowledge, yes? There is plenty of time to talk and share riddles and whatnot outside of that time, so what benefit is there to gossiping in class?"

The professor wasn't looking at Holly as she spoke. Instead, she was looking curiously in the direction of Maysy; or rather at the spot where she personally expected someone to be seated in a chair at. The thought of looking under the table hadn't occurred to the professor quite yet.

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"Oho!" said Zephron, letting out a bark of laughter, ears flicking back against his blonde hair as he grinned at Walker. "What sort of thing would you let loose then, eh Mikael?"

He reached over and patted the dragon on the shoulder good naturedly before turning to give Winter what would have been a withering stare, except Zephron couldn't quite manage that. "I had nothing to do with the hiccuping epidemic, and you know it," he said, with as much dignity as he could muster. "And stop calling me that."

Zephron reached for yet another scone (he'd lost count of how many he'd eaten by now), and the Butler came wafting over to pour him some more tea.

"We're having lunch," he said to Holly, his mouth full. Maysy was given a curious look, though Zephron didn't say anything, flipping his tail into his lap.

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Hollandaise looked at Professor Red, tilting her head. A lock of her hair slid across her shoulder. "Because-" she said slowly. "-you are in a position of power, of authority over the students. A role model, if you will. Students do not know better, yet, but surely you do." Hollandaise delicately knocked a tea cake off the table in the direction of the disappearing and reappearing tail.

To Professor Walker, she pursed her lips. "If you wish something bigger, perhaps just... set a student themself loose. Surely that would provide adequate mayhem?" She slid into a previously unoccupied chair.

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"Possible," the draconic professor said dryly, his eyes briefly following a bird that had made a more adventurous hop onto the table itself. "However the larger and less sentient creatures rarely have the desire to remain where we wish them to."

He left the conclusion unspoken, whatever was allowed loose on the grounds would likely find the school anyway. That was why the Scarefari needed wardens to begin with. Another bird fluttered over and landed on one of his horns, and he paid it as much notice as the... peculiarity that was another student in attendance. Clearly he was not as perturbed by teaching difficulties the way the others were.

"I believe the goal was to curtail student mayhem rather than perpetuate it. I am capable of acquiring something large enough to suit those purposes," he said, with a vague smile that could have meant anything or nothing at all.