Kiva ran through the halls at top speed leaving a trail of dust and dirt with every step she took. She could barely remember her way through the school and desperately wished she had toured it before the students had come back from summer break.
She knew she had cuts all over her face, she could feel them sting with the breeze as she ran. She was still coughing up mother nature, tasting it on her tongue and teeth. She had discarded her robes before the 2nd years had come and had left them out in the storm, now she wished she had kept them on, they were her best robes. Her arms were scratched up and bleeding, though not badly, but they too stung.
With a final grunt, having run all the way from the Entrance Hall, Kiva skidded to a hault outside of Professor Bulla's office. With a quick knock, and without waiting for an answer, Kiva opened the door and stepped in. "Professor," Her appearance should have been the first clue that something was wrong. But if someone hadn't been looking at her, the tone of her voice, a slight pleading fear beneath the normally softness, should have forced their eyes on her, "I need help!"\n\n
Manfred, after his wireless program had finished half an hour earlier, had settled down into the seat at his office desk and started work on his latest manuscript. He had been so involved in his thoughts and what he was getting down, that at first he didn't notice the odd noise coming from his window, the fading of the light and the flickering on of the magical globes. In fact it had only been in the last minute that he had sat back and looked up in irritation to see what was disturbing him.
Outside his window all was brown. Getting up and moving closer, he saw that the glass was caked with what definitely looked like half the dust from the grounds. This was unheard of. His thoughts flickered with slight bitterness to his conversation with the Headmistress only the year before when they were abruptly interrupted with a loud knock.
A dust ravaged figure burst into his office as he turned. Kiva. Kiva Kijewski. She had graduated eight years ago a well thought of Teppenpaw and with her recent appointment as Care of Magical Creatures professor he had had cause to become reaquainted with her. That didn't stop the old habits of thinking of her as a student from coming out as soon as she spoke. He stepped forward, concerned.
"Well Miss Kijewski? I assume this is about the unusual weather," damn, he really needed to be sure that the headmistress knew about this, "we appear to be experiencing. What's the ti- your class? Second years I believe. Ah...."
Frowning, he turned and headed to the small and improperly attended pot plant that was in a far corner. It ran wild in its small patch of room, but the strangest thing about it was how several small vines didn't lean towards the window in the search for sunlight, but instead crept up the walls and disappeared into cracks. Manfred wasn't particularly fond of the plant and it was only due to the severity of the current situation that he crouched down beside it for a moment, and when his body was entirely blocking the view twisted a leaf - effectively reopening communications. He froze for a second, expecting to be greeted with the unholy cacophany that usually bellowed forth, but for once all seemed reasonably quiet.
"Tony," he said clearly to the plant. "Make sure the Headmistress is inside and safe. Tell her that there is a slight situation, but I am taking care of it, and I'll be along shortly to appraise her of what is happening."
Without waiting for a reply - there wasn't time, plus he had the selfish desire not to have to hear any sound emmitted from there ever again - he strode towards the door, stopping only to grab a cloak and to doublecheck that his wand was safely stowed in his robes.
"Come Kiva, what's happened, and where do we need to go?"\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
39Deputy Headmaster Bulla[My office] what you need is a bath and a piece of soap2Deputy Headmaster Bulla05
Kiva got the same feeling of intimidation, fear, and a bit of envy she had always had whenever she was in his presence. She didn't know what it was about him, but he always brought that shy little girl that she had been back when she attended Sonora.
When he first started talking to her, her mind stopped working, as did her mouth. She wanted his respect and losing a couple of students in this sort of weather definitely wasn't going to get her that. It might just get her fired.
Before she could even mutter a word to him though, Bulla turned away from her and walked over to a plant. It wasn't one she was accostumed to seeing, but that didn't matter. What was he doing? Watering it? Couldn't he tell this was more important? But her thoughts trailed away when he started talking to it. She couldn't help but look perplexed and stare at him. It was a form of communication between him and the Headmistress. It would have been more helpful to have such a communication in the Entrance or Cascade hall instead of having to run all over the school to find it. Kiva sighed inwardly when Bulla returned to her ready for action, now was not the time to be bitter about the communications line.
"Right, okay." She began, trying to steady her thoughts and ignoring the fact that he called her by her first name. "We became caught up in the storm. The students and I, I mean." Kiva bumbled, She began leading him (with a fast pace) back through the school toward the Entrance Hall, "I rushed them back to the castle and sent those injured to the infirmary and those who weren't back to their commonrooms..." Kiva hesitated here. Now she would either lose his respect (or what little chance she had at ever earning it), or her job, or both. "But Sir, two of the students, the Craven twins, their missing."\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
0Professor KijewskiIn due time, children first though.0Professor Kijewski05
Manfred followed briskly, half a pace behind only because it was Kiva who knew which entry they were looking for - there were many ways in and out of the school, and a couple of differnt doors came to mind when he considered only those which were close to where the Care of Magical Creatures lessons were traditionally held. It was most likely that she had used the entrance hall, but now was not the time to make snap judgements without all the facts. He slipped his cloak on while he listened to her relate what had happened, nodding in approval as she said she had sent the students to the infirmary or their commonrooms depending on their status, but knowing that there had to be more.
And there was.
"But Sir, two of the students, the Craven twins, they're missing."
His hand slipped as he was closing the cloak around at the front, and his step faltered for a second as his mind raced. Sorrel and Ash Craven - trouble making Pecari's if ever he'd known any. Even their head of house had things to say about them, and had done so in staff meetings. And here was Kiva...
"Slipped off while you were distracted with the rest of the class," he said, keeping his voice calm. "Brash young fools."
He fastened his cloak securely and slipped into silence again for the rest of the walk to the entrance hall where he brought them both up to a halt before the door could be open. "Listen to it out there," he said, as the wind howled and the sound of grit pounding relentlessly against the walls of the school came though. Suddenly he was once again the professor and she the student. "Miss Kijewski, I assume you remember the bubblehead charm," very few of his students ever forgot, mostly because they found it all so very, very amusing, " - sixth year charms. It should keep out most of the dust, but we're going to have to ammend it. Do you remember the incantation? I want you to change the pronunciation slightly - enunciate the second syllable rather than the first, and we're replacing the second word with 'cingi'. Other than that it's all the same with the wandwork. Once we're out there it won't be easy to communicate, so, I suggest you make your way left to the owlery - you can make sure that it is secure and the owls safe while you're there - and then continue on around the school. I will go right. We'll meet back here when we've finished the round trip - don't continue looking after you've been around once - and if need be decide what to do next."
He drew his wand, and with a distinctive swish swish "Bulla Cingi" was surrounded with a faintly visible bubble of air.
"Are you ready, Miss Kijewski?" his voice echoed slightly oddly as he stood, hand reaching out to the door handle and one eyebrow raised in question.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
39Deputy Headmaster Bullachildren... yes.... <i>what</i>?!! Those brats?2Deputy Headmaster Bulla05
Kiva watched Bulla's reaction to her words, holding her breath as she did so. She thought he would explode at her, yell and scream about how irresponsible she was as a Professor. But he did none of those. He was calm and professional, just as he had always been for all the years she had known him, both as a student and these short days as a professor.
She stopped when he stopped and listen intently to what he was telling her. She nodded her head when asked a question about the bubblehead (having to use it a few times in her adult life) and again when he asked about the incantation. She repeated the ammended incantation in her head so that she didn't forget what he had told her about it.
Chewing her bottom lip in a nervous habit, Kiva listened to the instructions he gave her to help with the search to find the students. She feared that something terrible had happened to them on her watch, feared that the storm was worse than she first thought and their lives were in tremendous danger. And, had she been a better Professor, none of this would have been an issue. Never did it come to her mind that this was just what those twins would have done, whether she was the professor or not.
Kiva searched for her wand (memory lapsing for a moment as to where she had placed it) and found it in her side pocket her mother had sewed into all her pants so her wand could fit. She followed the movements of the charm and spoke in her soft, but now coarse from the dirt and grain, voice, "Bulla Cingi." She felt odd being surrounded by a bubble. It was hard to hear what Bulla had said to her, only a faint voice since both he and she were incased.
Giving herself a couple of breaths, Kiva nodded, "Ready." \n\n
0Professor KijewskiYes, yes, they'd be the ones0Professor Kijewski05