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[animalmagnetism]

Who: Peter Banks (animalmagnetism), Sybille Matteris (arachnoble), Murdoc Donoghue (wwhistful) and EVERYONE who'd like to encounter the cheering charm'd teacher and/or the culprits.
Tone: Cheerful! Maybe too cheerful
Rating: TBD
When: um...after Tavros's party sometime? idk Starts in the morning and lasts most of the day.
Where: First, the Great Hall, but then anywhere.
What: Peter and Sybille think Murdoc needs to relax and cheer up, so they "help" him with cheering charms and observe the result.

It was planned perfectly. Murdoc needed to relax. There was a log so far up his arse that it threatened to come out of his head. He needed to loosen up and learn to enjoy life. Peter was convinced drastic measures were necessary. So he'd gone to Sybille. A cheering charm wasn't too difficult to charm up, but best to defer to the expert. They only wanted him relaxed and cheerful, not rolling around on the floor laughing too hard to do anything else. It turned out it was a little more complicated than just a simple charm after all, but they'd worked it out. Now, this morning in the great hall they'd planned their attack.

The spells went off without a hitch under the table and Peter grinned at Sybille. Just waiting for them to take effect now.

((ooc: Peter, Sybille and Murdoc will all be available for threading with everyone! Just specify time of day, who, and where!))

Comments

[wwistful]

"Three years makes all the difference, apparently." He snorts. "Do you really expect me to tell you that? Just tell me who did this to me!"

[grandhighwizard]

"I don't honestly know," Rhys says, shrugging broad shoulders. "But do tell me when you discover the culprit - they're owed some congratulations."

[wwistful]

"No. No no no! You DO know, you were hintin' at it just a moment ago! How else would you know that they're younger than me!?"

He just looks so flabbergasted.

[grandhighwizard]

"I'm very good at guessing," Rhys said, inwardly delighted at Murdoc's reaction, though outwardly still perfectly calm. "It seems like the sort of thing a younger person would do."

[wwistful]

"That's bullshit." He snaps, clearly not in the mood for fooling around. Not that he ever is.

He narrows his eyes for a moment, not remembering how long the other man had been in his office, nor how much he had said.

[grandhighwizard]

"I didn't see anyone curse or dose you," Rhys said, completely honestly. He'd seen the exchange of conspiratorial grins afterwards, yes, but not the actual cheering. "Considering the length of effect, though, I would put it as a charm and not a potion."

[wwistful]

Murdoc inhales deeply and somewhat shakily. He shuts his eyes for a moment, letting himself calm down and not letting himself get angry at the simple existence of Rhys' face. He's starting to get an idea of who it was, maybe. Someone who keeps insisting that he should be more cheerful, perhaps, someone a hell of a lot younger than both himself and the potions master.

Finally, he opens his eyes again, giving Rhys a very stern stare. "What did I say?"

[grandhighwizard]

"A great deal. Nothing incriminating, though, I believe, unless your affections towards one of the other professor's here would be considered illicit," Rhys told him. "Well. More than one. You have broad tastes, I hadn't realized."

[wwistful]

"I..What? I said what? I don't have any affections toward the professors, so you're quite obviously makin' that up."

Yeah, he looks totally convinced by what he's just said. That's why he's narrowing his eyes. "Stop bein' vague."

[grandhighwizard]

"I'm not being vague, you're simply denying a simple truth. Lie to yourself if you must, but don't expect me to believe it and tell you details which you can very well guess for yourself."

[wwistful]

He takes one, long, shuddery breath. Staring down at his desk before raising his glare to look Rhys straight in the eye.

"Get out. Of my. Office."

[grandhighwizard]

Rhys just smiles back, rising smoothly to his feet. "As you like. As always, it's been a pleasure." And he'll head out, having had his fun for the day, though he has to admit, he's a little disappointed to lose a potential conversation partner. Murdoc without a cheering charm would never likely talk to him so freely.