Fort Gillian

[Gilly Gillespie]

Gilly had planned for this moment very carefully since Assassin had begun. She'd seen neither hide nor hair of her target, and she'd been scouring the castle in every available moment. Classes were only getting harder, though. At least she wasn't like Norton, who had Quidditch to contend with as well. There was only so much time in a day, and Gilly was not a patient person, so she had decided to set a trap in the student lounge with two layers to it. Hopefully she could identify her target when they eventually stopped in for a study session, but she would also be making a large target of herself for her own potential assassin. They would come to her, she was sure, and when they did she would know their face and learn just how to avoid them. Gilly sat in the largest chair at the back of the room like a queen surveying her court, wand sitting loosely in its holster as she scanned for predators. ​

 

[Professor Geovanna Adler-Cade]

It had been nearly a week since Geo's game of Assassin had started, and she'd still had no students approach her to let her know someone had been eliminated. Unsure whether she'd made the game too boring or too difficult, she'd tried to bury herself in her books to take her mind off it. Since beginning her third year Geo found herself more and more frequently in the student lounge, and opening the door to the large room she entered and immediately face planted the floor. Quickly she picked herself up, dusting off her clothes and retrieving the books that how lay in a heap on the cold surface. She turned to check the doorway. That was the first time she'd ever managed to trip over her own feet. Hoping no one saw, she continued in, taking a seat at one of the tables.
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