Mary had seen the notice in the staff room and immediately felt bad. She should've already said something. But she had no idea it would be this widespread, and she didn't even know for sure it was her fault. However, she didn't know enough about what had been seen to be sure it wasn't either, so she made her way to Selina's office, feeling much more fidgety than usual.
Immediately upon seeing the notice, she'd made her way back to her office and begun taking notes of everything she remembered of the strange sighting, and everything she knew about the potions she'd been working with at the time, both her own and students'. She also made notes of her behavior before and after as far as it might relate to an accidental chemical reaction, Zeus' involvement, and the spells she'd used to clean up the mess. The problem was that there shouldn't have been anything like this happening anyway. The potions she'd been working with hadn't been hallucinogens of any sort, and they certainly shouldn't have been capable of fully formed apparitions, especially not student work. That wasn't a thing that Mary taught, and since she hadn't gone dumping anything into the water supply for the school, there was no reason to think everyone had been collectively drugged either. There was no good explanation, but Selina needed information.
Knocking on the Deputy Headmistress' door, Mary let herself in and nodded politely. "I'm here about the notice you put up," she explained as she closed the door behind her. "Is now an okay time to talk?" She gave in to a small smile and raised an eyebrow. "You know I'm free most of the time these days, so I can come back if that's better."
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A tap at Selina’s window caused her to look up from her reports just a split second before the knock at the door.
“Come in,” Selina called, “Mary, hello,” she stated with a smile when she saw who it was. “It’s fine,” she assured her, “I’ll be with you in just a moment.” She opened the window to let in a small delivery owl bearing a small parcel on which swirling calligraphy spelt out the name of a well-known stationers.
“You can wait one moment for your treat,” she told the owl, opening the parcel, and pulling out two small boxes labelled ‘Sparkling Skies – Silver Ink’ and placing them on her desk before rifling more roughly through the rest of the box’s contents. “They’re usually reliable but it never hurts to check,” she added to explain her behaviour to Mary, before passing the owl a treat. She returned the ink to the box, wherein several pads of paper and matching envelope sets were just about visible. They would join the packs of peanut butter chocolate that were already sitting in her room before being parcelled up with a letter on much more run-of-the-mill stationery.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, but I really am fine to talk now,” she assured her, fixing her attention on the potions professor. Now that she was thinking about her opening remark again, it struck her as odd. She would have thought that, without Tabitha around, Mary was busier than ever, even if she did have the Xaviers to help with Zeus. Maybe by ‘free’ she meant ‘lonely.’ That would be something to check in about before Mary left, but for now she had mentioned the notice. Which was lucky, because Selina had been wanting to talk to her about how dragon-shaped the manifestation had been. “What did you want to tell me?” she asked.