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Felixir · 05-28-2015, 08:16 AM

SPOILER!!: Sabel :3

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Ah yes. That little, brief talk he had given the kid in class. Despite the seriousness of their conversation, Sabel found himself chuckling a little. "When I was your age, there was a Professor who often took the same tone with me. One thing I learned, was to tell the difference when he was imparting advice and trying to make me think about what I was doing, and when he was trully angry with me." The amusement lasted for a moment, a brief flicker in his eyes. "Trust me, you'll know if I'm angry with you."

And he could have chosen to get frustrated with the boy's lack of interest in taking a lot of the DADA lessons to heart. It would save his hide one day, of that he was almost certain. But there was the faint incling that his reluctance was somehow linked to the 'people-don't-do-stuff-like-that' sentiment, and so he let it rest. There was a time and place, and this wasn't either for such a line of discussion.

"I believe most students wanted to learn the patronus, regardless of their actions and displays during the class. Otherwise, they would have walked out on first hearing of the lesson topic." Fuller-Thompson included. Whatever the boy's reason or reasons, it was clear it weighed heavily on him.

And so he sat, waiting patiently for the kid to sort his thoughts out. Happy was not yet a thing he had personally witnessed from the boy, but it was clearly reflected in the beautiful flowers that he had created. One of purely dark thoughts could hardly conjure something so gentle. He moved to pluck another one of the fireweeds when the kid's sudden energy had him pausing, glancing up to meet his gaze.

The confidence of Fuller-Thompson's conviction was, even if short lived, refreshing. It was like a crack in the surface of the ice, an opening that had to be treated carefully and with the utmost respect. Already, he was retreating behind walls.

Sabel let out a breath and straightened a little. "I'm good at keeping secrets." And he assumed that's what Fuller-Thompson was looking for. A confidant. Even if he wasn't, it was always reassuring to know there was one around. "You are welcome to tell me, whenever you would like. Whenever, and if ever, you feel ready."

Toby watched Dakest, and he couldn't help but feel immediately relieved by the chuckle, even if it did seem misplaced. He didn't understand quite why he was laughing, but laughter was GOOD. It meant happy, after all. He focused on that as he listened.

Though... listening wasn't really all that enlightening. Toby just sort of... blinked at the professor as he spoke, trying to understand how... any of that made any sense. There was a long few moments of blink-y silence before he spoke. "That's... super confusing, Professor. Really actually super confusing." But he smiled a little all the same. In any case, fortunately, he had a lot experience trying to riddle out the confusing ways of some other people he knew. Unfortunately, he'd... never actually managed it.

Toby wasn't sure he believed that any student would have walked out of the classroom in that scenario. 'Cause that was dead impolite and rude and everything. Except then he remembered how he'd walked out of class before, even if it was only a few minutes towards the end, and so... decided to stay quiet on that one. Ahem. Fiddling absentmindedly with the flower he held, he simply nodded.

That Dakest was good at keeping secrets... was a very reassuring thing to hear. Toby was very private, and didn't share a whole lot of information so easily, but he trusted Dakest already (perhaps a little TOO easily, but hey, nothing new there). And though he liked to believe that everyone could be trusted with a secret, he'd come to learn that that wasn't always true. Toby nodded again, and began distractedly biting at the nails of his left hand (not that there was much left to bite at anymore), thinking hard, and ignoring the bitter plant taste that was a result of handling so many flowers.

"I will," he said finally, and he meant it too, though the words ended up sounding a lot less certain than he'd intended them to. "Soon... eventually, probably, I mean... yeah. Although..." Toby finally set the flower down, very gently, and picked up his wand from where he'd dropped it into the grass at one point, spinning it deftly between his fingers again before putting it back in its holster. "It's... you'll probably think it's dead stupid, really. Big deal over nothing. And it won't make any sense; a lot of the things I say never really do." He still wanted to talk to him, though. Just... he wasn't sure he'd have the emotional energy to go through it all today. "But... so, like... I can talk to you again, then? About this stuff?" Toby asked, tentatively.

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Felixir Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,139 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yves Flamel Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	**eyes toby and this long post >.> gives up Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight SPOILER!!*: Sabel :3* Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Ah yes. That little, brief talk he had given the kid in class. Despite the seriousness of their conversation, Sabel found himself chuckling a little. "When I was your age, there was a Professor who often took the same tone with me. One thing I learned, was to tell the difference when he was imparting advice and trying to make me think about what I was doing, and when he was trully angry with me." The amusement lasted for a moment, a brief flicker in his eyes. "Trust me, you'll know if I'm angry with you." And he could have chosen to get frustrated with the boy's lack of interest in taking a lot of the DADA lessons to heart. It would save his hide one day, of that he was almost certain. But there was the faint incling that his reluctance was somehow linked to the 'people-don't-do-stuff-like-that' sentiment, and so he let it rest. There was a time and place, and this wasn't either for such a line of discussion. "I believe most students wanted to learn the patronus, regardless of their actions and displays during the class. Otherwise, they would have walked out on first hearing of the lesson topic." Fuller-Thompson included. Whatever the boy's reason or reasons, it was clear it weighed heavily on him. And so he sat, waiting patiently for the kid to sort his thoughts out. Happy was not yet a thing he had personally witnessed from the boy, but it was clearly reflected in the beautiful flowers that he had created. One of purely dark thoughts could hardly conjure something so gentle. He moved to pluck another one of the fireweeds when the kid's sudden energy had him pausing, glancing up to meet his gaze. The confidence of Fuller-Thompson's conviction was, even if short lived, refreshing. It was like a crack in the surface of the ice, an opening that had to be treated carefully and with the utmost respect. Already, he was retreating behind walls. Sabel let out a breath and straightened a little. "I'm good at keeping secrets." And he assumed that's what Fuller-Thompson was looking for. A confidant. Even if he wasn't, it was always reassuring to know there was one around. "You are welcome to tell me, whenever you would like. Whenever, and if ever, you feel ready." Toby watched Dakest, and he couldn't help but feel immediately relieved by the chuckle, even if it did seem misplaced. He didn't understand quite why he was laughing, but laughter was GOOD. It meant happy, after all. He focused on that as he listened. Though... listening wasn't really all that enlightening. Toby just sort of... blinked at the professor as he spoke, trying to understand how... any of that made any sense. There was a long few moments of blink-y silence before he spoke. "That's... super confusing, Professor. Really actually super confusing." But he smiled a little all the same. In any case, fortunately, he had a lot experience trying to riddle out the confusing ways of some other people he knew. Unfortunately, he'd... never actually managed it. Toby wasn't sure he believed that any student would have walked out of the classroom in that scenario. 'Cause that was dead impolite and rude and everything. Except then he remembered how he'd walked out of class before, even if it was only a few minutes towards the end, and so... decided to stay quiet on that one. Ahem. Fiddling absentmindedly with the flower he held, he simply nodded. That Dakest was good at keeping secrets... was a very reassuring thing to hear. Toby was very private, and didn't share a whole lot of information so easily, but he trusted Dakest already (perhaps a little TOO easily, but hey, nothing new there). And though he liked to believe that everyone could be trusted with a secret, he'd come to learn that that wasn't always true. Toby nodded again, and began distractedly biting at the nails of his left hand (not that there was much left to bite at anymore), thinking hard, and ignoring the bitter plant taste that was a result of handling so many flowers. "I will," he said finally, and he meant it too, though the words ended up sounding a lot less certain than he'd intended them to. "Soon... eventually, probably, I mean... yeah. Although..." Toby finally set the flower down, very gently, and picked up his wand from where he'd dropped it into the grass at one point, spinning it deftly between his fingers again before putting it back in its holster. "It's... you'll probably think it's dead stupid, really. Big deal over nothing. And it won't make any sense; a lot of the things I say never really do." He still wanted to talk to him, though. Just... he wasn't sure he'd have the emotional energy to go through it all today. "But... so, like... I can talk to you again, then? About this stuff?" Toby asked, tentatively. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!