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feeheeheeny · 07-03-2014, 06:21 AM

Text Cut: Flamsteed

Hehehe. Flamsteed was always so nice and seemed pleased to see her, and today was no different. Or... at least he was that way in classes and in passing - Gobstones was a different story, but she was certain his cheering against her wasn't personal. Even then, though, she felt that he would be cheering for her if he wasn't doing his duty and cheering for, what she assumed was, his old house, because of course she was a delight and a good student and a good player and made him a cool card last term and did good work and she just knew she held a place on his favorite students list. She HAD to. Total model student.

Moooooost of the time.

She loved his outbursts of song and the idea of jogging, though, so she was put in a good mood and up on her feet right at the idea, shooting Tobes the happiest of grins. Perfect for him, too, wasn't it? Now he didn't have to try to sit still and could let off some energy.

Pressure... temperature... volume... density... ???? "Fun," Sophie added to the chorus of answers. Out-of-the-box sort of answers were always safe kinds of answers with Flamsteed, weren't they? Probably? Heh.

07-03-2014, 06:21 AM	#66 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,306 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11	Mod Babysitter \| be curious, not judgmental Text Cut: Flamsteed Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Ah, there she was. The Peregrine Falcon of Ravenclaw when it came to Gobstones. Fast, accurate, fierce, still competition. And no, the astronomer had not suddenly taken an interest in creatures and knew those birds of prey because of said interest. The reference had come up in his research when talking about the speed of light compared to the speed of living creatures. ANYWAY. “Good to see you, Miss Brown,” he waved at the Ravenclaw as she took her seat. Returning to the center of the room, Airey stood in front of his desk and banished the balloon remains with his wand - save for the bit that he was wearing like a hat because he did not know it was there. "We will be building off what we have been discussing all term, about how the Earth's tilt and orbit around the sun causes the seasons," he continued, still wiggling around just a bit as the music kept playing in his head. "Obviously...it is more than a bit chilly outside and not much better in here, so I want everyone to stand up and get moving. Will not only help you keep warm but also get that blood pumping and help those minds think quicker and more efficiently." Or something like that. He really had an ulterior motive as to why he wanted them up and running around. "So everyone UP UP UUUUUUUP out of your seats and jog laps around the classroom with me." Because he wasn't going to be like that stereotypical image of a muggle physical education instructor and just stand there watching. He waited a moment for everyone to get up off their bums before joining them in a brisk jog. "Now! While you are jogging, I want you all to think about on something as you are jogging. If you think you know the answer just go ahead and shout it out. Pressure, temperature, volume, and density are the basic ingredients for what?" Hehehe. Flamsteed was always so nice and seemed pleased to see her, and today was no different. Or... at least he was that way in classes and in passing - Gobstones was a different story, but she was certain his cheering against her wasn't personal. Even then, though, she felt that he would be cheering for her if he wasn't doing his duty and cheering for, what she assumed was, his old house, because of course she was a delight and a good student and a good player and made him a cool card last term and did good work and she just knew she held a place on his favorite students list. She HAD to. Total model student. Moooooost of the time. She loved his outbursts of song and the idea of jogging, though, so she was put in a good mood and up on her feet right at the idea, shooting Tobes the happiest of grins. Perfect for him, too, wasn't it? Now he didn't have to try to sit still and could let off some energy. Pressure... temperature... volume... density... ???? "Fun," Sophie added to the chorus of answers. Out-of-the-box sort of answers were always safe kinds of answers with Flamsteed, weren't they? Probably? Heh. __________________