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feeheeheeny · 05-09-2015, 12:05 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Can't judge a book by it's cover? Why not? Evie did it all the time. Sometimes her judgement changed when she actually got to know the perso--

Oh, hello. There he was. And he was an OTTER person. GOOD TO KNOW. A very girlish giggle escaped from Evie's throat and she was secretly glad that Sophie was rambling about patronuses or whatever, because she had momentarily forgotten why they had come to his office. However, she did get distracted about the patronus thing for a minute, impressed and jealous that Sophie could produce a corporeal patronus already. Hm. Something to work on this term, then.

Right, why did they come here? "Erm.... Oh, we wanted to talk to you about stuff." Right? That's what they had decided. OH, wait. "And interview you, 'cause Sophie's writing a thing about you for the.... thing." What was it called..? "The Quill, she's writing about you for The Quill." The information she provided could have come out a little more gracefully, but she had expected Sophie the Almighty to do all the talking, so Evie was ill prepared. But there it was. Could they come in now?

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

What, was with the giggling? Sabel looked between the two girls with all the reservation of a neutral expression as he could manage. Seriously? It felt like he was back in grade school.

Oh. Wait......he was.

But still, why with the giggling? No, you know what, it was better he didn't ask. Didn't question. There were more important things to worry about, like if the cookies being offered were laced with some type of poison, Veritaserum or even butterscotch. Merlin forbid it all, but students could be strange. And easily offended. Perhaps this batch wasn't tampered with, but if he refused such a generous offer it was very likely the next batch would be.

With a smile, he took two cookies off the offered plate. "Thank you, very much." He'd save them for later, bring them to Quiggley for testing. Or maybe even Flamsteed, though the results were likely to be skewed. Hm. "I have no beef with ferrets. Think they're quite cute actually. Each to his, or her, own. Congratulations on discovering your patronus, by the way." He'd keep that in mind.

And then there was that. The stuff. The writing. The interview. The quill.

As hard as he tried, he couldn't quite keep the grimace fully off his face. A reporter in the making? It was just his luck. He nearly stuffed the cookie in his mouth right then and there in the hopes that it would knock him right out, let him avoid this. But there was nothing like slamming a door in a young kid's face and hopes. And did they ever look hopeful.

Stepping to the side, Sabel opened the door to his office fully and refrained from sighing in resignation. "I'll be honest with you, I'm not partial to interviews. But come in and we'll talk about....stuff." Merlin only knew what that entailed.

OOC: You two may post in Sabel's office now

BEAMING at the congratulations on her patronus, Soph gave the man a brief salute. "Thanks, sir. Just had success at the end of last term, when Truebridge was all kindsa crazy about us being able to use defensive magic and master ALL the things. I'd been working on a patronus for two years on my own even before she was on our case, but I was pretty excited. S'dead useful, considering all the crazy things that happen at this school." ESPECIALLY now that she was a prefect, it came in handy. Calling for help in the midst of a crisis via a patronus was wicked cool.

But Eves... EVES. THAT WAS NOT HELPING. AT ALL.

Sophie actually GROANED at the bit about the Quill and shook her head at the man's displeasure. "I was going to ask if you'd like to be featured. I wasn't just going to come along and interview you on a whim. We were just gonna come kill lots of birds with one stone - we wanted to meet you, introduce ourselves, welcome you with cookies, talk to you about your subject 'cause Eves here might wanna possibly pursue a career with Magical Law Enforcement 'cause she's incredible and got an Outstanding in your subject," as did Sophie, but she didn't think it was important to mention that, "and I was gonna see if you wanted--" she shook her head some more, "but m'not gonna try talking you into anything. We'll just go with the flow, 'kay?"

She finally moved forward into the office, scrutinizing every bit of the room curiously as she instinctively crossed toward the two chairs in front of the desk. It was a nice office, very well furnished and organized, and she appreciated the fireplace and the overall outdoorsy feel of it. It was a very welcoming office, perfectly matching with the seating area. Cool guy already, he was, even though she thought she'd already accidentally ruined his life and gotten off to a bad start. So... was it okay that she didn't sit yet? Because she still wasn't totally sure that the guy wasn't going to kick her out for making him think she was going to get all up in his business. Sigh.

"...Did we introduce ourselves?" She couldn't even remember, in the midst of all the excitement.

05-09-2015, 12:05 AM	#2 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Mod Babysitter DMT 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	be curious, not judgmental Text Cut: <3 Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo Can't judge a book by it's cover? Why not? Evie did it all the time. Sometimes her judgement changed when she actually got to know the perso-- Oh, hello. There he was. And he was an OTTER person. GOOD TO KNOW. A very girlish giggle escaped from Evie's throat and she was secretly glad that Sophie was rambling about patronuses or whatever, because she had momentarily forgotten why they had come to his office. However, she did get distracted about the patronus thing for a minute, impressed and jealous that Sophie could produce a corporeal patronus already. Hm. Something to work on this term, then. Right, why did they come here? "Erm.... Oh, we wanted to talk to you about stuff." Right? That's what they had decided. OH, wait. "And interview you, 'cause Sophie's writing a thing about you for the.... thing." What was it called..? *"The Quill,* she's writing about you for The Quill." The information she provided could have come out a little more gracefully, but she had expected Sophie the Almighty to do all the talking, so Evie was ill prepared. But there it was. Could they come in now? Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani** What, was with the giggling? Sabel looked between the two girls with all the reservation of a neutral expression as he could manage. Seriously? It felt like he was back in grade school. Oh. Wait......he was. But still, why with the giggling? No, you know what, it was better he didn't ask. Didn't question. There were more important things to worry about, like if the cookies being offered were laced with some type of poison, Veritaserum or even butterscotch. Merlin forbid it all, but students could be strange. And easily offended. Perhaps this batch wasn't tampered with, but if he refused such a generous offer it was very likely the next batch would be. With a smile, he took two cookies off the offered plate. "Thank you, very much." He'd save them for later, bring them to Quiggley for testing. Or maybe even Flamsteed, though the results were likely to be skewed. Hm. "I have no beef with ferrets. Think they're quite cute actually. Each to his, or her, own. Congratulations on discovering your patronus, by the way." He'd keep that in mind. And then there was that. The stuff. The writing. The interview. The quill. As hard as he tried, he couldn't quite keep the grimace fully off his face. A reporter in the making? It was just his luck. He nearly stuffed the cookie in his mouth right then and there in the hopes that it would knock him right out, let him avoid this. But there was nothing like slamming a door in a young kid's face and hopes. And did they ever look hopeful. Stepping to the side, Sabel opened the door to his office fully and refrained from sighing in resignation. "I'll be honest with you, I'm not partial to interviews. But come in and we'll talk about....stuff." Merlin only knew what that entailed. OOC: You two may post in Sabel's office now BEAMING at the congratulations on her patronus, Soph gave the man a brief salute. "Thanks, sir. Just had success at the end of last term, when Truebridge was all kindsa crazy about us being able to use defensive magic and master ALL the things. I'd been working on a patronus for two years on my own even before she was on our case, but I was pretty excited. S'dead useful, considering all the crazy things that happen at this school." ESPECIALLY now that she was a prefect, it came in handy. Calling for help in the midst of a crisis via a patronus was wicked cool. But Eves... EVES. THAT WAS NOT HELPING. AT ALL. Sophie actually GROANED at the bit about the Quill and shook her head at the man's displeasure. "I was going to ask if you'd like to be featured. I wasn't just going to come along and interview you on a whim. We were just gonna come kill lots of birds with one stone - we wanted to meet you, introduce ourselves, welcome you with cookies, talk to you about your subject 'cause Eves here might wanna possibly pursue a career with Magical Law Enforcement 'cause she's incredible and got an Outstanding in your subject," as did Sophie, but she didn't think it was important to mention that, "*and I was gonna see if you wanted--" she shook her head some more, "but m'not gonna try talking you into anything. We'll just go with the flow, 'kay?" She finally moved forward into the office, scrutinizing every bit of the room curiously as she instinctively crossed toward the two chairs in front of the desk. It was a nice office, very well furnished and organized, and she appreciated the fireplace and the overall outdoorsy feel of it. It was a very welcoming office, perfectly matching with the seating area. Cool guy already, he was, even though she thought she'd already accidentally ruined his life and gotten off to a bad start. So... was it okay that she didn't sit yet? Because she still wasn't totally sure that the guy wasn't going to kick her out for making him think she was going to get all up in his business. Sigh. "...Did we introduce ourselves?*" She couldn't even remember, in the midst of all the excitement. __________________