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Roselyn · 03-14-2014, 04:04 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

While the usual buzz from the Great Hall during dinner was my default too loud for the professor to do any sort of reading over dinner, tonight was an exception. Well, not just tonight. Every night for a few weeks now were an exception considering that his good ear was now starting to go deaf, so it was easy to drown out the drone of students conversing over there mashed potatoes and pudding.

Scooping another helping of mashed yams on to his plate beside his pork loin, Airey turned the page in his book and continued reading as he began slicing up his loin with a knife and fork. It was nice to know that he could still multitask to a certain degree. Chocolate and brain games were at least helping there.

Wait...had he read that sentence already?

Making her way into the great hall, her attention was diverted to a rather colorful metal butterfly sitting upon the edge of her finger, flapping it's wings. Slowly. Too slow actually. Medea frowned, letting her feet guide her towards her seat as she tried to find the rusty spots upon the little creation. If there were any.

Yet, she paused momentarily, and retracted her steps to stand just next to the astronomy professor's spot.

Leaning around the chair somewhat, she peered down at the book. What was he reeeaaading?

03-14-2014, 04:04 AM	#29 (permalink)
Roselyn DMAC & DoM Kappa Join Date: May 2009 Location: Western US Posts: 14,683 x9 x8	Super Slytherin Buddy \| \| ⅓ She-Snake Trio \| \| a normal girl with normal knees Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie While the usual buzz from the Great Hall during dinner was my default too loud for the professor to do any sort of reading over dinner, tonight was an exception. Well, not just tonight. Every night for a few weeks now were an exception considering that his good ear was now starting to go deaf, so it was easy to drown out the drone of students conversing over there mashed potatoes and pudding. Scooping another helping of mashed yams on to his plate beside his pork loin, Airey turned the page in his book and continued reading as he began slicing up his loin with a knife and fork. It was nice to know that he could still multitask to a certain degree. Chocolate and brain games were at least helping there. Wait...had he read that sentence already? Making her way into the great hall, her attention was diverted to a rather colorful metal butterfly sitting upon the edge of her finger, flapping it's wings. Slowly. Too slow actually. Medea frowned, letting her feet guide her towards her seat as she tried to find the rusty spots upon the little creation. If there were any. Yet, she paused momentarily, and retracted her steps to stand just next to the astronomy professor's spot. Leaning around the chair somewhat, she peered down at the book. What was he reeeaaading?