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Tazenhani · 01-02-2011, 07:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

Greer's brown eyes had remained glued to the professor's table, watching with detachment and faint boredom as the flying instructor and the nameless, and intimidating-looking man seemed to argue. Or rather, Professor Vindictus seemed to argue--the man looked like he was enjoyed himself.

"Sabel Dakest," Greer stated, feeling the need to be formal, to match Sabel's own formal self, "Stop rambling, and explain to me why do males always feel the need to mark their territory? Like dogs?" Because that's what Professor Vindictus and the other man were doing. "Or is it something that old people like Professor Vindictus do? To make themselves feel younger?"

Battle of the egos? Hmmmm.

Sabel's dimples were still more interesting that those old people, however, so McKensie watched them with some interest.

While he had all intent and purpose on remaining glued to what was happening at the staff table, Greer's next words had his eyes back to her, his mouth gaping like a guppy and a sudden lack of words occupying his brain. Had she just....?

"Professor Vindictus....isn't....old." It was the only thing he could even comprehend saying, the rest of it just had him blinking at her with a complete lack of comprehension. Who was this girl?

01-02-2011, 07:21 AM	#126 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	Oh my goodness! dies laughing ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed Greer's brown eyes had remained glued to the professor's table, watching with detachment and faint boredom as the flying instructor and the nameless, and intimidating-looking man seemed to argue. Or rather, Professor Vindictus seemed to argue--the man looked like he was enjoyed himself. "Sabel Dakest," Greer stated, feeling the need to be formal, to match Sabel's own formal self, "Stop rambling, and explain to me why do males always feel the need to mark their territory? Like dogs?" Because that's what Professor Vindictus and the other man were doing. "Or is it something that old people like Professor Vindictus do? To make themselves feel younger?" Battle of the egos? Hmmmm. Sabel's dimples were still more interesting that those old people, however, so McKensie watched them with some interest. While he had all intent and purpose on remaining glued to what was happening at the staff table, Greer's next words had his eyes back to her, his mouth gaping like a guppy and a sudden lack of words occupying his brain. Had she just....? "Professor Vindictus....isn't....old." It was the only thing he could even comprehend saying, the rest of it just had him blinking at her with a complete lack of comprehension. Who was this girl? __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.