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[color=8a9a5b]Location:[/color] Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
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It seemed the Serena girl had no care to have any dealings with him. Not that Barty particularly cared. The invitation for magical aid was towards Connie and no other. Betty at least had a good head on her shoulders. She knew good food when she saw it, unlike the others who seemed so appalled at what could only be considered farm to table food. Meat so freshly hunted it must have been butchered and cooked the same day. [color=8a9a5b]”Being an ass, eating ass, fucking ass, and fingering ass, I am very well versed in all things dealing with an ass. Enough to know you’d be one to not even try and take a bite of this meal. It’s well made and cooked to perfection, something that may not happen again later on in the year. The first days meals are usually the best.”[/color] Barty took his fork and knife to the food and cut off another small bite, tenderly putting it in his mouth as he chewed it and looked towards Cassie. Though his attention didn’t stay there long as the doors flew open to allow a slew of Magpies into the dining area. All three of which had landed onto Rohan. His brothers stare didn’t go unnoticed as Barty simply rolled his eyes at his twin. Fine, he was right, perhaps there was more to all of this than a simple spell-mishap. 

He reached for his stout, taking a long drink of it before wiping his mouth. Was Rohan merely a messenger or was he about to play victim soon? Barty figured it was the former given the news of the head that was found, yet he didn’t want to discredit the notion that Rohan may very well be in danger. Given the reaction he initially had as the birds flew in, Barty would guess he was afraid of something, or running from a danger he expected to be around the corner. Either way, he would need to keep a close eye on their wayward tree. [color=8a9a5b]”Rohan is many things, and a Princess surely is one of them.”[/color] He let out a reminiscent sigh. Recalling the days in which Walt was just starting out and animation was fresh and new. It was almost like magic the way they made still images move and dance upon paper and screen, the camera techniques created simply to allow and capture a sense of reality within the fiction. It was…enchanting. [color=8a9a5b]”Now Willow, you didn’t have to go and make it vanish like that. I certainly would’ve taken it from you to finish it off. It really is a shame that the meat doesn't agree with you.”[/color]