SPOILER!!:
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Originally Posted by
kayquilz 
Eden noticed Damien as soon as he took the seat next to her. But he didn't say anything to her...she...frowned a little. Did he not forgive her for...things? Phoenix/Rorie things?
But then...why did he sit next to her? Eden eventually nudged him lightly. "Damien...Damien?" Was he all right? He didn't look all right. She wanted to offer him some of her chocolate she always kept in her bag, but she didn't want to get in trouble...so...she just smiled over at him...
"You okay, D?"
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Originally Posted by
Tazenhani
So far, everyone had been pretty chipper coming into class. A few were wary, but most had a positive, early-morning attitude. Mr. Belfort, however, was like a dark thunderhead rolling in.
Between him and Mr. Thompson, he could already spot two potential issues with his lesson. Hopefully, their moods would pick up as they got things started.
He gave the young man a polite smile and nod of the head. "Hello Mr. Belfort." Because it did not look like a good morning, or day, for the kid.
The otter sought to rectify it, crawling up the boy's shoulders and perching on his head for a good minute.
Once at the front of the classroom, the otter patronus sat, becoming suddenly still and attentive.
Sabel looked around at all the gathered students, checked the door and decided it was probably time to get the show on the road. Hoping off the crate, he moved to stand beside his patronus. "Good morning everyone. In case you haven't guessed, we have some interesting things to do today, so let's get started."
With a flick of his wrist, his wand was out and the doors to the classroom were shut. Latecomers would have to decide whether they wanted to join in or skip. What mattered to him, were the students currently gathered. He cast his gaze around at them for a moment before taking a seat on the floor in front of them, at their level. Crossing his legs, he considered the first row, and the faces behind.
"Before we get into the bulk of our lesson, I'd like to have a brief discussion. It's come to my attention through experience and various encounters, that the Dark Arts, Dark Magic and Dark Wizards are all found to be intriguing and fascinating topics, worthy of curiosity and exploration. Especially in the younger generations." As in, younger than him.
"Can I ask you why? Or if you might have any thoughts as to why." He glanced at a few of the suspicion bearing children. "These answers will not be relayed to any 'higher authority' or get you in trouble. I ask, because I don't know."
Fancy that, a Professor who didn't know something. Now students, time to enlighten.
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OOC: Class has started!! (Sorry for the delay, work >.O)
If you are late arriving, please feel free to just jump right in as if your character has always been here!
Class will move forward again in 10-12 hours.
He was still thinking, his mind on everything but who might be sitting next to him, but the voice that spoke his name was familiar- had a certain kind of song to it-
Irish.
Which meant-
“Eden.” He said, turning to the blue haired girl as she asked after him. Damien looked at her, really looked. He could see it what had so entranced Rorie- Eden was beautiful after all, and kind, and probably not the type to cheat-
Damien cleared his throat. “I’m fine, I’m just out of it.” He replied, managing to keep all those troublesome emotions out of his voice, but leaving it uncharacteristically empty.
He had a moment of wanting to say something else, though he didn’t know what- but then the Professor spoke, his silvery Otter of a patronus was crawling over Damien’s shoulders and sitting on top of his head as if this was it’s natural nest. The Gryffindor chuckled with surprise, and did his best to reach up and try to itch the technically non-existing creature.
Why? Why the fascination? That was a surprising question, Damien wasn’t sure if his answer would be exactly what Professor Dakest was looking for, but… “Because it doesn’t seem like it can really be controlled, and things that you can’t pin down are always more interesting than what you can.” Least, that was his thought.