Detention.

[Lord Azrael]

OOC: this is Evie's detention, just so y'all know ^_^


BIC:

Azrael sat in his classroom behind his desk, a look of mild amusement on his face. Apparently, some little child had done something to provoke Professor Windwaltz's anger to the point of punishment, yet had ended up sending her to him for punishment. With a flick of his wand, Azrael sent all the desks, save on, flying against the walls of the classroom, leaving a single one isolated in the center, facing his desk.

Next he brought out a large box filled with crystal balls. Each one was covered in a layer of dust and grime, having been a very long time since last used, thus they were almost unrecognizable as the supposedly powerful divinations devices they were known as.

Next he set down beside it a large bucket of water, some basic muggle cleaning agents, and several old rags. As a few of the crystal balls seemed as though someone had spilled something especially vile from potions class all over them, he set a pair of dragonhide gloves down with the rest of the supplies.

Now all that was left was to wait for the unfortunate person who came through the door to their impending cleansing doom.

[Evie]

...And that unfortunate person was Evie. She couldn't believe she had been so easily caught. "Such a stupid mistake, being caught in the restricted section of the library." She mumbled and cursed to herself. Walking down the classroom halls, Evie realized she had never been to a single class.....and began to laugh. She entered the room with a smile still on her face, spotted the single desk sitting in the middle of the room, and giggled to herself some more. After bringing her amusement under control, she approached the desk of Professor Azrael.

"Well, Professor. What shall my punishment be?" She saw a box full of round, glassy balls covered in grime. "Are those crystal balls? Your going to make me clean crystal balls? You can't be serious..."

[Lord Azrael]

"You see, I ran into a bit of a dilemma," Azrael explained, a rude and sarcastic edge to his voice, "What I intended was for us to share a wonderful evening together, swapping funny stories about other students and faculty members, a peaceful stroll along the lake, perhaps even a candle-lit dinner. Yet...." He made an expression of mock sadness, "Tragically, these crystal balls have sat in their back corner long enough, yearning for someone to come and clean them off. I though long about who would best be suited to this task. Much to my great fortune I so conveniently received a message from Professor Windwaltz that made it clear to me that you were positively volunteering for this job."

The sarcasm fading from his voice, now taking on a commanding tone, he pointed to the cleaning supplies, "Unfortunately, one cannot simply use spells to cleanse these devices, as it would compromise their magical workings, which might cause damage to both them and perhaps yourself. Hence, you get the joyful task of cleaning them all by hand, while I sit back and enjoy myself."

[Evie]

Evie ran her tongue over her lips and slid on the smelly dragonhide gloves. "That's really too bad Professor, because I'd really love to take you up on that dinner." This could be more fun then I thought. Evie was in a playful mood, and she felt like messing with a teacher. Evie gently lifted one of the crystal balls from the box, and balanced it on one finger. Her telepathy spun the crystal ball and kept it centered. She then took a spray bottle of muggle cleaner and a rag in her other hand, and began to wash the crystal ball until it sparkled. She then blew a puff of air onto the intrument of divination, causing it to float like a bubble to land on the Professor's desk.

"One down, a box-full to go."