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Maxilocks · 01-26-2011, 06:55 AM

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Renée glanced at Jared with a bit of interest as he mused about the topic of mastery and such. She wondered a bit if he thought revealing oneself was helpful, but then discarded the idea. Secretive people never were supporters of revealing abilities. "Perhaps that's due to the fact others don't understand how the mastery isn't for evil reasons all the time," she replied, before smiling as it seemed he didn't understand her flippant comment about chess pieces. "Yes. Twice now, at least, although rarely to my face. My last name," she explained. The students generally only got her last name, of course, so connections would be made. "Among other things, a bishop is a chess piece." She didn't really think he didn't know that, but the explanation was made anyway. She appreciated his response to the other comment she'd made, about students trying not to drool, however, and grinned back. "At least in my case, it oddly seems to be Slytherins. Mostly." She already knew his fan club spread out wider than hers ever would, but the observation was still valid. She didn't know what it was about Slytherins that seemed to gain their attention.

His reaction to her comment about Bowie made her laugh a little, though. "I do," she said with a nod. "He's about eight months old." And technically illegal, but nobody had seen through the Disillusionment spell she often used so far. "I have a phoenix as well. Why is it you seem so surprised at me having pets?" It wasn't that odd, really. Not to mention he had to have figured out she was essentially alone here anyway, since she remembered mentioning her father and brother back in New York earlier. But any real contemplation of his reasoning fled as he accurately saw through her evasion of the Ellie situation, and she simply looked at him and shrugged. Yes, it was, but she wasn't going to complain about how complicated the situation was to him. It wasn't his place to help, or at least she didn't think it was. Not right now.

Relieved as they went on to new topics, she smiled again at his next statement. "I imagine I would, but the problem would set in when I tried to block the attempt," she said lightly. Not having mastered his specialty.She waited as he went into another instance of musing alound, however, before another grin came to her face. "Well, why not?," she asked, amused. They seemed to discuss him often enough for the deceased Greek to qualify. His comment about exploration was met with another light shrug, though. Not out of apathy, but out of a simple need to react somehow. "Perhaps. I'd imagine it would take us a while, with all our other responsibilities," she commented, only briefly thinking that she was almost voicing his thoughts again. Sometimes it was unavoidable, even when she wasn't using her ability.

"Hmm, a challenge," she replied when he denied her excuse about her secrets, going back to the usual teasing demeanor but with a bit of an edge. It was much more comfortable, really, being playful. She still theorized her secrets paled when compared to others, like what he so diligently blocked from memory. He still wasn't going to get them easily, however. Not without having to deal with more of her not being teasing and fun, since the topic naturally led to otherwise.

Evil. Secretive. Same thing, to some people. Even though he could not, of course, deny that the secretive and the dark had always had a connection. He let the thought drop as she explained the reference to a chess piece, and a half-smile slipped out. "Trust students to make connections of that kind," he said. Then again, he referred to her as Renée far more often than Professor Bishop, so that could explain the students, and not him, making that connection. Not to mention, it never had been like him to relate names to items. "Among other things," he agreed, smiling. It seemed like he wasn't the only one here, whose last name caused students to over-think.

"The Snakes are a handful," Jared agreed. He had a feeling he might have been one himself, had he attended Hogwarts but, of course, that was speculation, even if based on logic - he didn't see himself as a Hufflepuff, his Slytherin traits far outweighed his Ravenclaw ones, and, being the type to think, plan and strategize before acting, it seemed unlikely that he might have been placed in Gryffindor, a house that seemed dominated by leap-before-you-think kinds, often driven as much by impulse as by courage.

"Not surprised, really," Jared said. It just seemed that most of the staff had pets, crups and kittens being the most popular choices. "I'm just beginning to realize that not having a pet possibly makes me part of a minority on the staff. Though," he added, "I have been thinking of getting one. It'd be nice to have the company of a creature that doesn't have the perpetual urge to eat me." His grin, a little lazy, a little wry, lingered for a moment. Speaking of pets... "The phoenix is a beautiful creature to keep." Loyal too, if a person could manage to domesticate one, that being an almost titan's task in itself since phoenixes naturally preferred high, open places. "I'm impressed that you could domesticate one." It had been known to happen, quite a number of times in fact, but that didn't make the task any less a challenge.

Realizing she most likely wanted to keep her problems with Ellie to herself, Jared easily let the subject drop, grinning instead on her comment about not being able to block the attempt. "You could always complain to the Headmaster," he said, though even thinking of such a situation made him smile. He couldn't imagine himself and Renée bickering and complaining about each other, like students. And Euripides? "I give up and accept him as an old mutual friend," Jared said, laughter in his tones, though his expression turned more somber as she spoke again. "Perhaps after classes, some day," he said. They certainly did not have time for such a task, right now.

Ah. "Depends on how you look at it, mademoiselle."

Lazylittlegrin.

01-26-2011, 06:55 AM	#36 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	I think I just wrote an unintentional novel. xD ♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Text Cut: What? =pp <33 Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger Renée glanced at Jared with a bit of interest as he mused about the topic of mastery and such. She wondered a bit if he thought revealing oneself was helpful, but then discarded the idea. Secretive people never were supporters of revealing abilities. "Perhaps that's due to the fact others don't understand how the mastery isn't for evil reasons all the time," she replied, before smiling as it seemed he didn't understand her flippant comment about chess pieces. "Yes. Twice now, at least, although rarely to my face. My last name," she explained. The students generally only got her last name, of course, so connections would be made. "Among other things, a bishop is a chess piece." She didn't really think he didn't know that, but the explanation was made anyway. She appreciated his response to the other comment she'd made, about students trying not to drool, however, and grinned back. "At least in my case, it oddly seems to be Slytherins. Mostly." She already knew his fan club spread out wider than hers ever would, but the observation was still valid. She didn't know what it was about Slytherins that seemed to gain their attention. His reaction to her comment about Bowie made her laugh a little, though. "I do," she said with a nod. "He's about eight months old." And technically illegal, but nobody had seen through the Disillusionment spell she often used so far. "I have a phoenix as well. Why is it you seem so surprised at me having pets?" It wasn't that odd, really. Not to mention he had to have figured out she was essentially alone here anyway, since she remembered mentioning her father and brother back in New York earlier. But any real contemplation of his reasoning fled as he accurately saw through her evasion of the Ellie situation, and she simply looked at him and shrugged. Yes, it was, but she wasn't going to complain about how complicated the situation was to him. It wasn't his place to help, or at least she didn't think it was. Not right now. Relieved as they went on to new topics, she smiled again at his next statement. "I imagine I would, but the problem would set in when I tried to block the attempt," she said lightly. Not having mastered his specialty.She waited as he went into another instance of musing alound, however, before another grin came to her face. "Well, why not?," she asked, amused. They seemed to discuss him often enough for the deceased Greek to qualify. His comment about exploration was met with another light shrug, though. Not out of apathy, but out of a simple need to react somehow. "Perhaps. I'd imagine it would take us a while, with all our other responsibilities," she commented, only briefly thinking that she was almost voicing his thoughts again. Sometimes it was unavoidable, even when she wasn't using her ability. "Hmm, a challenge," she replied when he denied her excuse about her secrets, going back to the usual teasing demeanor but with a bit of an edge. It was much more comfortable, really, being playful. She still theorized her secrets paled when compared to others, like what he so diligently blocked from memory. He still wasn't going to get them easily, however. Not without having to deal with more of her not being teasing and fun, since the topic naturally led to otherwise. Evil. Secretive. Same thing, to some people. Even though he could not, of course, deny that the secretive and the dark had always had a connection. He let the thought drop as she explained the reference to a chess piece, and a half-smile slipped out. "Trust students to make connections of that kind," he said. Then again, he referred to her as Renée far more often than Professor Bishop, so that could explain the students, and not him, making that connection. Not to mention, it never had been like him to relate names to items. "Among other things," he agreed, smiling. It seemed like he wasn't the only one here, whose last name caused students to over-think. "The Snakes are a handful," Jared agreed. He had a feeling he might have been one himself, had he attended Hogwarts but, of course, that was speculation, even if based on logic - he didn't see himself as a Hufflepuff, his Slytherin traits far outweighed his Ravenclaw ones, and, being the type to think, plan and strategize before acting, it seemed unlikely that he might have been placed in Gryffindor, a house that seemed dominated by leap-before-you-think kinds, often driven as much by impulse as by courage. "Not surprised, really," Jared said. It just seemed that most of the staff had pets, crups and kittens being the most popular choices. "I'm just beginning to realize that not having a pet possibly makes me part of a minority on the staff. Though," he added, *"I have* been thinking of getting one. It'd be nice to have the company of a creature that doesn't have the perpetual urge to eat me." His grin, a little lazy, a little wry, lingered for a moment. Speaking of pets... "The phoenix is a beautiful creature to keep." Loyal too, if a person could manage to domesticate one, that being an almost titan's task in itself since phoenixes naturally preferred high, open places. "I'm impressed that you could domesticate one." It had been known to happen, quite a number of times in fact, but that didn't make the task any less a challenge. Realizing she most likely wanted to keep her problems with Ellie to herself, Jared easily let the subject drop, grinning instead on her comment about not being able to block the attempt. "You could always complain to the Headmaster," he said, though even thinking of such a situation made him smile. He couldn't imagine himself and Renée bickering and complaining about each other, like students. And Euripides? "I give up and accept him as an old mutual friend," Jared said, laughter in his tones, though his expression turned more somber as she spoke again. "Perhaps after classes, some day," he said. They certainly did not have time for such a task, right now. Ah. "Depends on how you look at it, mademoiselle."** Lazylittlegrin.