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Maxilocks · 02-02-2011, 05:36 AM

Text Cut: Flattery is GOOD =D

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Jared’s response to her question about the Slytherins was met by a raised eyebrow from Renée. She could read the flattery into the whole comment, even with how simple and innocent the words were, but part of her wondered if he actually meant it. Some people might have just taken it all as a joke, with the grin and all. But they had too much between the lines in their conversations to take it all at face value. “Maybe,” she replied with a grin. “I’d like to think that. So far experience leaves it all under question.” She did have an idea that she’d won over some from other houses, but not in the matter of amusing crushes. No, that was still sticking with Slytherins in her case, to her knowledge. What made it all funnier is that it proved Hogwarts wasn’t really that different from her previous jobs. Generally, at least.

The Hufflepuff topic was amusing in an entirely different way, and she found herself watching as he agreed with her. “I can’t say I’d really expected that. Hufflepuffs being the trouble,” she replied lightly, shrugging a little. That wasn’t entirely true, as she’d expected a bit from Treyen. Not exactly what she’d gotten, but something nonetheless. She imagined the fact it had evidenced knowledge of the Tarot wasn’t actually surprising, given his dedication to Professor Reynolds, however. That tangent was interrupted when Jared had replied again, and she glanced at him with another laugh as he gave her permission to be cryptic. “Why thank you, monsieur,” she said with a light smile. “It’s not every day I’m given the freedom to be cryptic.” Even if it was just for a moment. The teasing came in when she considered permission was usually not necessary, and she had a feeling he knew that as well. Not to mention he was quite adept at the skill as well.

She gave him another bright grin as he referred to the opinions, though. “Of course.” Everyone had opinions. They made things interesting, as facts were so static. The topic of staff pets was certainly one filled with opinions, as even she knew the number in the castle remained in question. She’d been thinking about how she hadn’t spoken to many of the other professors earlier anyway, but she could be fairly certain none of them had contemplated pet dragons. That would be one pet that wouldn’t be overlooked, even in the castle grounds. “I’d imagine sticking to even less dangerous pets is a better idea.” As well as legal ones. Dragons didn’t exactly qualify there, either.

She’d caught the slightest of pauses when she’d instinctively said her phoenix’s name, but didn’t think much of it. Perhaps it was simply curiosity, and in fact she felt Anastasia’s name needed less explanation than Bowie’s. Her crup wasn’t in question, though, and the slightly mischievous look reappeared as he spoke. “I wouldn’t worry, unless you plan any nefariousness,” she replied, not figuring he did. At least he’d been warned, teasingly and indirectly. She imagined his skills would have given her more challenge than the Russian’s, though. Just by the very fact they were both here, teaching at Hogwarts. That entailed a certain skill set that the common wizard didn’t necessarily have. The fact her implied challenge regarding attempts at getting into her head gave her more to think about, as she knew enough about him to know he at least had to be wondering about the idea. That was her intent, and it was certainly amusing. Dangerous, as well, since she’d already told him her ability at blocking was lacking.

She shrugged again as he posed the idea that her being on the third floor wasn’t out of the ordinary, but grinned yet again as another thought came back to her. “No, it’s not. Especially as even this time I simply stopped here as a distraction from intending on searching out a snack after grading papers. However, us sneaking in here by ourselves could be seen as suspicious.” She had to point that out, as it seemed to have not been implied enough with the rumour topic. “I think we already know that to be true,” she added. The students here obviously had active imaginations. It was both promising and worrisome, at least when the idea of rumours about themselves came into play. So far they seemed clear, beyond the already discussed individual amusing conspiracy theories. And she had a feeling he was still trying to get out of her offer for Divination tutoring. It didn’t really matter, as they hardly needed reasons to speak. The very amusement of the paths their conversations always took meant the promise of continuation, as spiraling thoughts always piqued new ones.

He smiled at the raised eyebrow, a lighthearted sort of semi-smile. Had she taken the comment as more than harmless teasing? Not that he didn't consider her beautiful. But then, he had found out long ago [to, surprisingly, the disapproval of a good number of acquaintances] that he valued intelligence far more than looks, in people in general and in the company he tended to keep, in particular. He inclined his head, acknowledging her statement, before grinning at her comment about Hufflepuffs.

"Perhaps the times have changed," he said. Since she had attended Hogwarts. He doubted they had in general, however. The good and bad students, the trouble-making and non trouble-making, they'd always be there in all the houses, some remarkably more prominent than the others. It was just their luck that the more prominent ones they had to tackle, at least in the present and on certain fronts, belonged to Hufflepuff. Knowing that she did not, in actual, need his permission to be cryptic, his expression changed to a more amused one at her next comment, his look pretty much saying, I'm generous like that, aren't I now, mademoiselle?

They had come back to pets, and Jared found himself imagining, once again though for a brief moment, a baby dragon in his office. The thought actually appealed to him. He could get one and easily, never really having let go of his links to several Dragon Reservations. Even keep the students safe from it. Trouble was, who would keep the dragon safe from the students?

Nefariousness? "Renée." Jared's attempt at an injured look failed spectacularly. "You don't think I could." The look came off as a teasing grin more than anything else, really, though he had a feeling she'd be able to guess the look he had originally intended to give her. The glint of a name on a plaque caught his eye as he fell silent for the moment, and he took a small step forward to examine it. Ah. The one, or at least one of the several, that he had been looking for. He returned his attention to Renée as she spoke again, frowning ever so slightly for a second as she mentioned her intentions of searching out a snack. He had, of course, not known that.

"It seems I've unintentionally caused you to postpone that," Jared said. "We could move our conversation to the kitchen, if you'd like that."

As for the rumours, he doubted either of them could do much to stop them if they started. But they hadn't yet, and he'd hope they did not in the future either, even if he didn't believe something like that might deter him from letting her teach him Divination. Not being a rumour magnet is always a plus. Especially if people already think you're around to overthrow the Headmaster. It'd be a disaster, even if a humorous one, if someone decided Renée was an accomplice.

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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	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Text Cut: Flattery is GOOD =D Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger Jared’s response to her question about the Slytherins was met by a raised eyebrow from Renée. She could read the flattery into the whole comment, even with how simple and innocent the words were, but part of her wondered if he actually meant it. Some people might have just taken it all as a joke, with the grin and all. But they had too much between the lines in their conversations to take it all at face value. “Maybe,” she replied with a grin. “I’d like to think that. So far experience leaves it all under question.” She did have an idea that she’d won over some from other houses, but not in the matter of amusing crushes. No, that was still sticking with Slytherins in her case, to her knowledge. What made it all funnier is that it proved Hogwarts wasn’t really that different from her previous jobs. Generally, at least. The Hufflepuff topic was amusing in an entirely different way, and she found herself watching as he agreed with her. “I can’t say I’d really expected that. Hufflepuffs being the trouble,” she replied lightly, shrugging a little. That wasn’t entirely true, as she’d expected a bit from Treyen. Not exactly what she’d gotten, but something nonetheless. She imagined the fact it had evidenced knowledge of the Tarot wasn’t actually surprising, given his dedication to Professor Reynolds, however. That tangent was interrupted when Jared had replied again, and she glanced at him with another laugh as he gave her permission to be cryptic. “Why thank you, monsieur,” she said with a light smile. “It’s not every day I’m given the freedom to be cryptic.” Even if it was just for a moment. The teasing came in when she considered permission was usually not necessary, and she had a feeling he knew that as well. Not to mention he was quite adept at the skill as well. She gave him another bright grin as he referred to the opinions, though. “Of course.” Everyone had opinions. They made things interesting, as facts were so static. The topic of staff pets was certainly one filled with opinions, as even she knew the number in the castle remained in question. She’d been thinking about how she hadn’t spoken to many of the other professors earlier anyway, but she could be fairly certain none of them had contemplated pet dragons. That would be one pet that wouldn’t be overlooked, even in the castle grounds. “I’d imagine sticking to even less dangerous pets is a better idea.” As well as legal ones. Dragons didn’t exactly qualify there, either. She’d caught the slightest of pauses when she’d instinctively said her phoenix’s name, but didn’t think much of it. Perhaps it was simply curiosity, and in fact she felt Anastasia’s name needed less explanation than Bowie’s. Her crup wasn’t in question, though, and the slightly mischievous look reappeared as he spoke. “I wouldn’t worry, unless you plan any nefariousness,” she replied, not figuring he did. At least he’d been warned, teasingly and indirectly. She imagined his skills would have given her more challenge than the Russian’s, though. Just by the very fact they were both here, teaching at Hogwarts. That entailed a certain skill set that the common wizard didn’t necessarily have. The fact her implied challenge regarding attempts at getting into her head gave her more to think about, as she knew enough about him to know he at least had to be wondering about the idea. That was her intent, and it was certainly amusing. Dangerous, as well, since she’d already told him her ability at blocking was lacking. She shrugged again as he posed the idea that her being on the third floor wasn’t out of the ordinary, but grinned yet again as another thought came back to her. “No, it’s not. Especially as even this time I simply stopped here as a distraction from intending on searching out a snack after grading papers. However, us sneaking in here by ourselves could be seen as suspicious.” She had to point that out, as it seemed to have not been implied enough with the rumour topic. “I think we already know that to be true,” she added. The students here obviously had active imaginations. It was both promising and worrisome, at least when the idea of rumours about themselves came into play. So far they seemed clear, beyond the already discussed individual amusing conspiracy theories. And she had a feeling he was still trying to get out of her offer for Divination tutoring. It didn’t really matter, as they hardly needed reasons to speak. The very amusement of the paths their conversations always took meant the promise of continuation, as spiraling thoughts always piqued new ones. He smiled at the raised eyebrow, a lighthearted sort of semi-smile. Had she taken the comment as more than harmless teasing? Not that he didn't consider her beautiful. But then, he had found out long ago [to, surprisingly, the disapproval of a good number of acquaintances] that he valued intelligence far more than looks, in people in general and in the company he tended to keep, in particular. He inclined his head, acknowledging her statement, before grinning at her comment about Hufflepuffs. "Perhaps the times have changed," he said. Since she had attended Hogwarts. He doubted they had in general, however. The good and bad students, the trouble-making and non trouble-making, they'd always be there in all the houses, some remarkably more prominent than the others. It was just their luck that the more prominent ones they had to tackle, at least in the present and on certain fronts, belonged to Hufflepuff. Knowing that she did not, in actual, need his permission to be cryptic, his expression changed to a more amused one at her next comment, his look pretty much saying, I'm generous like that, aren't I now, mademoiselle? They had come back to pets, and Jared found himself imagining, once again though for a brief moment, a baby dragon in his office. The thought actually appealed to him. He could get one and easily, never really having let go of his links to several Dragon Reservations. Even keep the students safe from it. Trouble was, who would keep the dragon safe from the students? Nefariousness? "Renée." Jared's attempt at an injured look failed spectacularly. *"You don't* think I could." The look came off as a teasing grin more than anything else, really, though he had a feeling she'd be able to guess the look he had originally intended to give her. The glint of a name on a plaque caught his eye as he fell silent for the moment, and he took a small step forward to examine it. Ah. The one, or at least one of the several, that he had been looking for. He returned his attention to Renée as she spoke again, frowning ever so slightly for a second as she mentioned her intentions of searching out a snack. He had, of course, not known that. "It seems I've unintentionally caused you to postpone that," Jared said. "We could move our conversation to the kitchen, if you'd like that."** As for the rumours, he doubted either of them could do much to stop them if they started. But they hadn't yet, and he'd hope they did not in the future either, even if he didn't believe something like that might deter him from letting her teach him Divination. Not being a rumour magnet is always a plus. Especially if people already think you're around to overthrow the Headmaster. It'd be a disaster, even if a humorous one, if someone decided Renée was an accomplice.