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sweetpinkpixie · 11-26-2014, 08:16 AM

SPOILER!!: hits a thick brick wall of feeeeeeeeeeeeeeels

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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny

The man had... a whole archives ROOM of little notes and treasures like that? Merlin. "That's... kind of... terrifying." She laughed a little nervously and rubbed at the back of her neck under her hair, "So... you have every... assignment I've ever written? Saved?" Her expression had mellowed considerably, but after a long pause, she laughed properly. "Bet those provide a good laugh for ya." She fully acknowledged that her homework assignments were always overly wordy and... probably a little strange. Heheheh.

Worried? About her? "Y'don't ever need to worry about me, professor. I'd like to think I've got a good head on my shoulders, and not a bad heart to match." Though she mostly owed the latter to her friendships with Cat, Mo, and Tobes, who had softened her heart considerably since her first term at Hogwarts. "S'a dynamite combination, really. One you've seemed to master yourself." Though she was certain he had much more brainpower than he did a soft heart. Not that that was a bad thing.

His retracted shoulder-patting gesture unnoticed, Sophie leaned forward eagerly at the mention of hot chocolate. "That's more like it - thanks," she beamed gratefully, helping herself to the drink generously and cozying back on the couch with her mug cupped in both hands. While Flamsteed reacted to her presented topic of conversation, she scrutinized his reaction, taking a cautious sip of the beverage as she did so, and tried to look much less nervous than she felt. The bit about shrunken head bowling for gobstones practice made her snort a little, but she quickly cleared her throat to try to cover up that she was laughing at him - by his expression, he didn't seem to be joking on the matter - and she squinted, peering at him long and hard. Yes, yes, the blasted book that was trying to ruin everyone's lives. She knew about that.

"I see," she murmured when he gave his conclusion, bringing the mug's rim back up to her lips to take another sip of her hot chocolate while she processed everything. "I'm sorry that happened to you, professor. You didn't deserve that, nor did your classroom or your belongings or Pebbles. M'sorry you had to... y'know, deal with any of it. Can't even imagine." She was grateful it hadn't happened to her, but even still, if it HAD happened to her, she was certain the effects couldn't have been as bad as if she were a respectable, prim-and-proper professor like Flamsteed.

She really did feel terribly for him. But... she had something for which she needed clarification. "Professor... random question, if you don't mind me asking... d'you think... that everyone is replaceable in our lives? Like... we could always find someone else to fill a certain role, like a friendship, or... find someone else to fill a hole in our hearts someone else left? No matter how important the person was to you?"

Sophie wasn't looking at the man at all as she spoke - instead, her gaze was fixed upon her mug. "Like... okay, for EXAMPLE, when you were Captain Hook, you didn't have your ONE TRUE SMEE, so you had... replacements. And they were good enough for you, even though in the STORY, Smee is like... Captain Hook's one true love, practically, like the captain can't even FUNCTION without him, really, y'know? And YOU said... err, the Captain HOOK version of you said... EVERYONE is replaceable... and you said..." she squinted hard at the mug, "more specifically... insinuated that Tobes is replaceable. Like... he was disposable, people could replace him at the drop of a hat or whatever." Her expression somber, she finally peeled her gaze up to lock with with Flamsteed's. "D'you really think everyone is replaceable in our lives like that? Or was that... just... Hook?"

Terrifying? Airey couldn't help himself and ended up snorting loudly and exhaling so much are so suddenly that his nose hurt a little. "Well, some would argue that this method is borderline hording," he chuckled as he rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. Did he have a good laugh over assignments? On the occasion, certainly. Quite often from the hand of the very Ravenclaw in front of him. Miss Cambridge also was capable of making the professor laugh as did Mr. Whitlock and Mr. Tempus. But it was never because what they said was so wrong it was laughable. He had learned, from personal experience as a student himself, to not laugh in the face of an attempt at learning. He didn't actually reply to her, however, and instead settled for a wink.

Oh how very ominous of you, Airey Flamsteed.

Relaxing into his seat a little - and stirring a bit of milk into his tea - he bowed his head while the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. Good, he hadn't misjudged the spunky young lady. He liked to think that he was a decent judge of character, given some of the work he had done with NASA during the flight team selection process, and would have had his ego sorely bruised. Her playful comment, however, hit him in a spot that he was still moderately in denial about. Personal matters that, no offense Miss Brown, he would not divulge with any student. But it was all to do with what was next...besides the expected step...with Medea. An eight letter word that began with the letter 'm'....to be precise.

"Well, I appreciate the compliment," he smiled back, the rim of his cup quickly being pressed to his lips to cover any hint of concern that may be reflected on their shape. "And I am certainly glad to hear that I did not, in fact, misjudge you."

Nodding his head as she accepted the hot chocolate, there was no way that the professor could have been prepared for what came next. First, was the fact that he was getting more information on what he sometimes referred to as 'blackout dates' during his time as Professor Hooksteed. And it was even MORE unpleasant information. But at least she was not informing him that he had thrown her in a closet? Or perhaps what she was saying was worse? Judging from her body language and that squint....yes. Worse. Much worse.

Airey was forced to look down at his on cup when Miss Brown's eyes locked with his to avoid seeing emotional damage reflected there. Clearly, he needed to select his words carefully. Especially when he did not think that what his fairy tale alter ego had said was entirely wrong.

"I must admit, Miss Brown, that I am unfamiliar with the story of Peter Pan," he began. Despite, well, a few accusations over the course of his life. He furrowed his brow and stared at a random spot on the table while he thought. Perhaps his unfamiliarity with the original text was the cause for this inconsistency? No, stop. Focus Flamsteed. Miss Brown was not asking you to examine that aspect of the situation. "And I must also admit that I do not find those words entirely incorrect." He paused for just a moment to lift his eyes up and take a peek at the Ravenclaw. "And what I mean by that is that is that every single person that steps into your life does not stay. It is not uncommon for people to move from one home to another far away and therefore grow apart from the friends they had at their previous location...and that is not a bad thing. The blunt truth is that we need to remind ourselves that the world doesn’t revolve around us and that things could go on without us. It is just a simple fact."

Which was the only way he knew how to approach this. Facts.

"That being said, every individual is unique. Each individual gracing this planet brings their own personality and universe-given gifts that are uniquely their own and are not replaceable. However, and I understand that this may be a bit difficult to look at objectively, I want you to just think about Hogwarts for a moment. Students stay here for seventh years, and every year graduating seventh years are replaced by new students. Whenever a professor steps down, they are replaced by another. When boyfriends and girlfriends separate, someone else, eventually steps in and a new relationship begins. When friends fight to the point where they decide to end a friendship, they eventually will fill that void with a new one. Does this mean that these new bonds and new people that enter neatly fit into whatever hole was made by the other's absence? Certainly not. Life and human relations were not built like a puzzle with x amount of pieces that have to fit together in only one way to create a picture. The number of pieces, how they fit together, and what picture they make changes all the time."

And, of course, there were some holes that could never be filled....even if someone new entered into your life.

"I suppose, what I am trying to say, Miss Brown, is that I believe, for the most part, that positions are replaceable. Whether that is Headmistress of Hogwarts, professor, boyfriend, friend, whatever... but people, the individuals, are not." Finally pausing for a moment to set his cup down on the table, he wet his lips with his tongue and cleared his throat. "When Spock died from overexposure to radiation while repairing the Enterprise's plasma conduits, his position on the ship was filled by another...but, for Admiral Kirk, there would never be another friendship and...what do muggles call it?...oh yes, bromance. There would never be another bromance for him like the one he had with Spock." And, well, there was a lot more to that story involving Spock's casket landing on a planet's whose radiation caused his genes to regenerate and he came back to life, but details that need not be discussed right now. "It is not as black and white as Hook made it seem."

And this was precisely why he like science. So much more straight forward.

"Does that make sense?"

And did he just earn himself a tear-free pass to this conversation?

11-26-2014, 08:16 AM	#48 (permalink)
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She laughed a little nervously and rubbed at the back of her neck under her hair, "So... you have every... assignment I've ever written? Saved?" Her expression had mellowed considerably, but after a long pause, she laughed properly. "Bet those provide a good laugh for ya." She fully acknowledged that her homework assignments were always overly wordy and... probably a little strange. Heheheh. Worried? About her? "Y'don't ever need to worry about me, professor. I'd like to think I've got a good head on my shoulders, and not a bad heart to match." Though she mostly owed the latter to her friendships with Cat, Mo, and Tobes, who had softened her heart considerably since her first term at Hogwarts. "S'a dynamite combination, really. One you've seemed to master yourself." Though she was certain he had much more brainpower than he did a soft heart. Not that that was a bad thing. His retracted shoulder-patting gesture unnoticed, Sophie leaned forward eagerly at the mention of hot chocolate. "That's more like it - thanks," she beamed gratefully, helping herself to the drink generously and cozying back on the couch with her mug cupped in both hands. While Flamsteed reacted to her presented topic of conversation, she scrutinized his reaction, taking a cautious sip of the beverage as she did so, and tried to look much less nervous than she felt. The bit about shrunken head bowling for gobstones practice made her snort a little, but she quickly cleared her throat to try to cover up that she was laughing at him - by his expression, he didn't seem to be joking on the matter - and she squinted, peering at him long and hard. Yes, yes, the blasted book that was trying to ruin everyone's lives. She knew about that. "I see," she murmured when he gave his conclusion, bringing the mug's rim back up to her lips to take another sip of her hot chocolate while she processed everything. "I'm sorry that happened to you, professor. You didn't deserve that, nor did your classroom or your belongings or Pebbles. M'sorry you had to... y'know, deal with any of it. Can't even imagine." She was grateful it hadn't happened to her, but even still, if it HAD happened to her, she was certain the effects couldn't have been as bad as if she were a respectable, prim-and-proper professor like Flamsteed. She really did feel terribly for him. But... she had something for which she needed clarification. "Professor... random question, if you don't mind me asking... d'you think... that everyone is replaceable in our lives? Like... we could always find someone else to fill a certain role, like a friendship, or... find someone else to fill a hole in our hearts someone else left? No matter how important the person was to you?" Sophie wasn't looking at the man at all as she spoke - instead, her gaze was fixed upon her mug. "Like... okay, for EXAMPLE, when you were Captain Hook, you didn't have your ONE TRUE SMEE, so you had... replacements. And they were good enough for you, even though in the STORY, Smee is like... Captain Hook's one true love, practically, like the captain can't even FUNCTION without him, really, y'know? And YOU said... err, the Captain HOOK version of you said... EVERYONE is replaceable... and you said..." she squinted hard at the mug, "*more specifically... insinuated that Tobes* is replaceable. Like... he was disposable, people could replace him at the drop of a hat or whatever." Her expression somber, she finally peeled her gaze up to lock with with Flamsteed's. "D'you really think everyone is replaceable in our lives like that? Or was that... just... Hook?" Terrifying? Airey couldn't help himself and ended up snorting loudly and exhaling so much are so suddenly that his nose hurt a little. "Well, some would argue that this method is borderline hording," he chuckled as he rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. Did he have a good laugh over assignments? On the occasion, certainly. Quite often from the hand of the very Ravenclaw in front of him. Miss Cambridge also was capable of making the professor laugh as did Mr. Whitlock and Mr. Tempus. But it was never because what they said was so wrong it was laughable. He had learned, from personal experience as a student himself, to not laugh in the face of an attempt at learning. He didn't actually reply to her, however, and instead settled for a wink. Oh how very ominous of you, Airey Flamsteed. Relaxing into his seat a little - and stirring a bit of milk into his tea - he bowed his head while the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. Good, he hadn't misjudged the spunky young lady. He liked to think that he was a decent judge of character, given some of the work he had done with NASA during the flight team selection process, and would have had his ego sorely bruised. Her playful comment, however, hit him in a spot that he was still moderately in denial about. Personal matters that, no offense Miss Brown, he would not divulge with any student. But it was all to do with what was next...besides the expected step...with Medea. An eight letter word that began with the letter 'm'....to be precise. "Well, I appreciate the compliment," he smiled back, the rim of his cup quickly being pressed to his lips to cover any hint of concern that may be reflected on their shape. "And I am certainly glad to hear that I did not, in fact, misjudge you.*" Nodding his head as she accepted the hot chocolate, there was no way that the professor could have been prepared for what came next. First, was the fact that he was getting more information on what he sometimes referred to as 'blackout dates' during his time as Professor Hooksteed. And it was even MORE unpleasant information. But at least she was not informing him that he had thrown her in a closet? Or perhaps what she was saying was worse? Judging from her body language and that squint....yes. Worse. Much worse. Airey was forced to look down at his on cup when Miss Brown's eyes locked with his to avoid seeing emotional damage reflected there. Clearly, he needed to select his words carefully. Especially when he did not think that what his fairy tale alter ego had said was entirely* wrong. "I must admit, Miss Brown, that I am unfamiliar with the story of Peter Pan," he began. Despite, well, a few accusations over the course of his life. He furrowed his brow and stared at a random spot on the table while he thought. Perhaps his unfamiliarity with the original text was the cause for this inconsistency? No, stop. Focus Flamsteed. Miss Brown was not asking you to examine that aspect of the situation. "And I must also admit that I do not find those words entirely incorrect." He paused for just a moment to lift his eyes up and take a peek at the Ravenclaw. "And what I mean by that is that is that every single person that steps into your life does not stay. It is not uncommon for people to move from one home to another far away and therefore grow apart from the friends they had at their previous location...and that is not a bad thing. The blunt truth is that we need to remind ourselves that the world doesn’t revolve around us and that things could go on without us. It is just a simple fact." Which was the only way he knew how to approach this. Facts. "That being said, every individual is unique. Each individual gracing this planet brings their own personality and universe-given gifts that are uniquely their own and are not replaceable. However, and I understand that this may be a bit difficult to look at objectively, I want you to just think about Hogwarts for a moment. Students stay here for seventh years, and every year graduating seventh years are replaced by new students. Whenever a professor steps down, they are replaced by another. When boyfriends and girlfriends separate, someone else, eventually steps in and a new relationship begins. When friends fight to the point where they decide to end a friendship, they eventually will fill that void with a new one. Does this mean that these new bonds and new people that enter neatly fit into whatever hole was made by the other's absence? Certainly not. Life and human relations were not built like a puzzle with x amount of pieces that have to fit together in only one way to create a picture. The number of pieces, how they fit together, and what picture they make changes all the time." And, of course, there were some holes that could never be filled....even if someone new entered into your life. "I suppose, what I am trying to say, Miss Brown, is that I believe, for the most part, that positions are replaceable. Whether that is Headmistress of Hogwarts, professor, boyfriend, friend, whatever... but people, the individuals, are not." Finally pausing for a moment to set his cup down on the table, he wet his lips with his tongue and cleared his throat. "When Spock died from overexposure to radiation while repairing the Enterprise's plasma conduits, his position on the ship was filled by another...but, for Admiral Kirk, there would never be another friendship and...what do muggles call it?...oh yes, bromance. There would never be another bromance for him like the one he had with Spock." And, well, there was a lot more to that story involving Spock's casket landing on a planet's whose radiation caused his genes to regenerate and he came back to life, but details that need not be discussed right now. "It is not as black and white as Hook made it seem." And this was precisely why he like science. So much more straight forward. "Does that make sense?" And did he just earn himself a tear-free pass to this conversation? __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes