Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150909005347/@comment-3991308-20150910104050

Someone get Headmaster Grimm!!!

Kit heard that sound of distress. Andersen's successor stood up from his signing table, muttering an excuse me, and shoved a half-finished love letter into the bin, before staunching over to the site of the noise.

It was outside his tent and in another tent, unfortunately, so Kit had to push through crowds and interviewers with a polite "sorry". Standing at six feet and looking more imposing than he was helped too.

"Excuse me," he said, in a jaded, vexed voice, once he found the source. "Is there a problem?"