04-27-2015, 02:56 AM
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Doxy
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year | ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo It was perhaps four bites into her chocolate frog before Lex realized that this really WAS one of those life lesson talks from Sabel. Won't be a YATI forever, one day it'll feel like work. Merlin she didn't even DO anything this time! Why in Merlin's beard was she getting lectured?? It was that time of the week wasn't it?
SIGH.
What was the best course of action? Nodding along?--No, too obvious, he'd know she wasn't listening.....eeehhh....think Lex, think.
Whoa but then he was GIVING her his desk and telling her she had potential? "Circe, you're not dying are you?" This fell into some real sentimental stuff. The kind you said when you knew the end was near but Sabel was careful. No one could out him in the field and he didn't act poisoned...his face wasn't changing colour, he wasn't staggering, his hair wasn't falling out. Strange. "If I take your desk, where will you sit? I don't think Rainey will appreciate me stealing something from an actual Auror." She was doing that staring thing. Sabel blinked at her a few times, lowering the candy package. He wanted to ask 'what', just because he had no idea what was going on in her complicated brain.
And then she went and said that, and Sabel couldn't retain the laughter. It took him a moment to settle, and he shook his head. "Sweet Circe, no. I'd die much more dramatically than this."
Although this dancing around the bush thing was turning out to be quite dramatic, wasn't it?
Clearing his throat, Sabel sobered himself into a smile, tinged with regret. Merlin he was going to miss this place and these people. Even the troublesome ones. "Alexa, I...I don't need my desk anymore. I'm..." Words, they were suddenly difficult. "I've received a job offer at Hogwarts, as the DADA Professor and I'm going to accept. I have accepted."
It was a good thing this one wasn't an overtly, emotional crier. More likely she'd try to hex his face off, take back the candy, not talk to him or maybe she would even be happy.
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