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JustAlice · 05-17-2015, 11:24 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Obviously avoiding eye contact now, Airey busied himself with observing the way his tea sloshed around in his cup with he moved it slowly back and forth on his desk with his index fingers. He didn't even dare reach for the marshmallows because that may risk catching the way Miss Fields was looking with his stellar peripheral vision.

Derbyshire. The man did his best not to wince. He knew the general location, having been there once for an astronomer's brunch of sorts, and it only made her situation more difficult.

"I truly wish I could do more, Miss Fields," he said slowly and cautiously after several tense moments. Seriously, he did. He could just FEEL those tear ducts working over there across from him. "I understand how difficult it can be being away from home and family during special occasions such as this," sort of. He hadn't ever really had any emotional attachment to these sorts of things really. Save for astronomical events and important 'dates' in science fiction. Like when the Vulcans had landed on April 5, 2063. He had been absolutely gutted that no one else wanted to make the journey with him to Bozeman, Montana. Which was really nothing like what the first year was experiencing right now...but it was the closest thing he had to go on. "...but I am afraid the circumstances this year are .... just ... too ... difficult."

There was a LOOOOOOOOONG pause as he looked at the surface of his desk as though the sleek wood was the most fascinating thing in the entire universe.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fields. But I am afraid the answer has to be no."

.......

Rowan felt her bubble of happiness deflate, and gently set her tea cup down on the desk. She didn't even know how she was supposed to plead with him or anything... it wasn't that she always got her way - because she didn't - it was just... she'd never really wanted something so much that she couldn't have, the big stuff had always been right there for her. So this was a new feeling. And not a nice one.

She was quiet for a long moment, mainly because she thought that if she tried to beg or something she might cry, then she slid off the chair. "...thanks for the tea, professor..." she said quietly. "I should go and... do my homework..." She probably wasn't going to, but it seemed like something to say just so she could go back to her dorm or something. Maybe she'd go and collect some feathers outside - she was going to need to start making a mask if she had to celebrate on her own...

Oh, look, there were the tears. Only a couple, but they were there... it was the thought of being on her own for one of the most important days of her year that had done it. She wiped them away with a little frown. "I'll see you in class.."

And then she scarpered.

05-17-2015, 11:24 AM	#15 (permalink)
JustAlice Doxy Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: [GMT] Posts: 6,186 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dalia Turay Fourth Year	Zing Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Obviously avoiding eye contact now, Airey busied himself with observing the way his tea sloshed around in his cup with he moved it slowly back and forth on his desk with his index fingers. He didn't even dare reach for the marshmallows because that may risk catching the way Miss Fields was looking with his stellar peripheral vision. Derbyshire. The man did his best not to wince. He knew the general location, having been there once for an astronomer's brunch of sorts, and it only made her situation more difficult. "I truly wish I could do more, Miss Fields," he said slowly and cautiously after several tense moments. Seriously, he did. He could just FEEL those tear ducts working over there across from him. "I understand how difficult it can be being away from home and family during special occasions such as this," sort of. He hadn't ever really had any emotional attachment to these sorts of things really. Save for astronomical events and important 'dates' in science fiction. Like when the Vulcans had landed on April 5, 2063. He had been absolutely gutted that no one else wanted to make the journey with him to Bozeman, Montana. Which was really nothing like what the first year was experiencing right now...but it was the closest thing he had to go on. "*...but I am afraid the circumstances this year* are .... just ... too ... difficult." There was a LOOOOOOOOONG pause as he looked at the surface of his desk as though the sleek wood was the most fascinating thing in the entire universe. "I'm sorry, Miss Fields. But I am afraid the answer has to be no." ....... Rowan felt her bubble of happiness deflate, and gently set her tea cup down on the desk. She didn't even know how she was supposed to plead with him or anything... it wasn't that she always got her way - because she didn't - it was just... she'd never really wanted something so much that she couldn't have, the big stuff had always been right there for her. So this was a new feeling. And not a nice one. She was quiet for a long moment, mainly because she thought that if she tried to beg or something she might cry, then she slid off the chair. "...thanks for the tea, professor..." she said quietly. "I should go and... do my homework..." She probably wasn't going to, but it seemed like something to say just so she could go back to her dorm or something. Maybe she'd go and collect some feathers outside - she was going to need to start making a mask if she had to celebrate on her own... Oh, look, there were the tears. Only a couple, but they were there... it was the thought of being on her own for one of the most important days of her year that had done it. She wiped them away with a little frown. "I'll see you in class.."** And then she scarpered.