[Accidental Voice Post]

*A familiar grumpy voice is muttering with baby noises in the background* ...How the hell was I supposed to know babies were so damn impressionable?

*the baby is giggling and clapping noises can be heard* ...At least SOMEONE is amused by this nonsense.

*A tiny voice speaks* Gah-damit...! Gah-damit! Gah-damit! Gah-damit!

H-Hey, stop that, dam--....darn it!

*Shuffling noises* What the...why is my journal o--

[/End Voice Post]

[ooc: So. Because I and to a lesser extent Raimei-mun are terrible people, we decided that little baby Alima's first words would take after her Pop-pop! =D That meaning, they'd be 'goddamn it!' in this thread. And when Fakir talks it'll be in sparkle motion so be prepared for more blinding. \o/]

Just when I think the school can't do ANYTHING more ludicrous, it continues to prove me wrong. Hmph. But this really crosses the line. How the hell do they expect us to get any WORK done? I didn't get ANY damned sleep last night. And with a game on Sunday...Tch.

Speaking of...

AS GRYFFINDOR IS DETERMINED TO BE OBNOXIOUS, SLYTHERIN WILL CLEARLY HAVE TO SHOW THEM WHO'S BETTER.

Which means from 4 until curfew, WE'RE PRACTICING. And dump your brats with someone else, I don't want to see them at practice. No excuses.

[Filtered to Raimei]

It's She's yours tonight.

[ooc: ...SHIIIIT, I just lost The Game by writing this. 8| Normally Fakir isn't goaded into showing house pride, but there are more than a few Gryffindors he wants to beat. And probably WILL attempt to physically do so during the match~]