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[color=8a9a5b]Location:[/color] Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
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Barty was enjoying himself. As much as he loved the attention and being a part of the action, he also had a soft spot for being a fly on the wall. Sitting back, relaxing against a bar with a drink in one hand, a smoke in the other, and – it felt as though there should be more. As if his view should be lower, more rapid, scuttling about people's feet unnoticed and unbothered. Lithe, fast, agile. But as quickly as that feeling had come, it had vanished. Barely a second thought in the mind of a centuries old witch. He realized there should be more, he had his drink but was missing his cigarette. That must've been why he felt so unbalanced. 

Barty crunched onto the hard candy, finishing it quickly before he took another swig of Scotch to wash it down. He set the glass back down before pulling out another cigarette, lighting it once more before taking a long heady drag and allowed it to sit, washing away any other feelings he may have had as he closed his eyes. He could hear shuffling, people falling, and as he opened one eye he watched as Callaghan began to grow. Great. He was not going to be happy about this later. But it wasn't something so dire that Barty felt he'd need to enchant the dragon for it. But as a table fell and his twin was otherwise…preoccupied, it fell to him to call it all off. 

A long heavy and tired sigh followed by a thick trail of smoke the curled out and around his lips as he began to stand up from his relaxed position. [Color=8a9a5b]”No need to worry yourself little Shadow Cat, Rohan need not have use of his ever so wonderful stick. However…”[/color] Barty took another long drag of his cigarette before facing Rohan. The next words laced with smoke as he spoke in his direction. [Color=8a9a5b]”If you wish to help you can use that staff to escort these lovely patrons out like an adorable shepherd. I believe the party is over as my table has just been damaged.”[/color] He looked towards Alfonse and Milthza, gesturing for them to aid in the removal of these drugged individuals. 

Barty clapped his hands loud enough for everyone to hear. [Color=8a9a5b]”Alrighty folks, it is that time of the night where you all must leave my wonderful presence and domicile and head quite literally anywhere else. I do not care. There will be water upon your exit please stay hydrated, if you refuse that service it's on you and your horrible hangover you'll have the next day! If you do not recall your way back to your dorm simply fuck off to another part of the school. As always have a pleasant night and we do hope you enjoyed your time here in The Haven. Please don't hesitate to visit again and partake in the myriad of beverages and treats that we offer.”[/color]