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| Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent SPOILER!!: Adi and Benny Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 "Professor, you don't mind if I eat more cookies, do you?'' Adi always had an appetite for food, yes but cookies? It seemed he had an ENDLESS space in his stomach for that and all other sweet stuff. In the meanwhile, he snagged another cookie to dunk in the tea. He side eyed Benny. Of course he wasn't talking. That was the boy's problem. He never wanted to talk. Adi had gotten used to it by now but it certainly hadn't help that he had to practically prod every word out from the Lion about what he was so upset about days ago.
Adi paused after polishing off the second cookie to listen to Glendower. Try it again? Without blaming anyone? Well, he WAS blaming Benny. If he hadn't been so jealous and not understanding... Hmph. "I'll try,'' he replied half heartedly though he brightened up even more at the puppets the woman brought out. "The crow!'' Hehe. The crow puppet just seem to speak to him, you know? Plus it was yellow and black. Puff Pride!
Anyway. That meant Benny was left with Mr Turtle. He waited- while taking a healthy swig of tea- for the Gryffindor to take the turtle. When he had, Adi said to the puppet, "I am NOT a liar.'' There. Simple and to the point with the use of 'I'. He flopped the crow about as though trying to make it fly. Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Apparently the professor didn't get the fact that he didn't want to talk. He felt too down in the gutter to do so and it would likely only make things worse. Ben barely registered the fact that Glendower had corrected Adi and his negative words towards him...or the digging in the desk drawer. The Gryffindor only lifted his gaze when the two puppets were placed before them on the couch, their purpose explained moments later.
She wanted them to talk with the puppets...to talk THROUGH the puppets.
Ben sighed, not sure what to say. He listened to her instructions and the examples given to try and keep the comments productive. Adi took the crow and with some hesitation, the sixth year lion exchanged the tea cup for the turtle one. Fitting...giving he wished he could retreat into a shell right now. Taking a deep breath as he formulated his words in response to the Hufflepuff's turn. "I feel...that...actions speak louder than words." He could try and defend himself all he could but Adi had done somethings in class that didn't back up his statement about Benny being his best friend. "Have as many as you like," Nessa smiled at Adi but meant that for Benjamin too. They could help themselves to as much tea and cookies as they wanted while they were here. She took a sip of her own tea as she watched them consider the puppets and each choose one. Well, she was glad that they were at least open to trying this exercise. She thought it might be helpful in working out their feelings and whatever tension was between them.
Nessa watched and listened as they got started, though neither of them really followed the model she had demonstrated for them. "Hmm.. better.." she said once they seemed to be done for the moment. It wasn't quite as judgmental and blaming, and Benjamin was starting to open up, but she could tell they had quite a ways to go. "Alright, Adi, I'm sensing that you feel like Benjamin may have doubted your friendship.. is that true?" She looked at the prefect, not trying to put words in the Gryffindor's mouth, but that was what it sounded like Adi was not so nicely trying to convey. "I want you to try that I-sentence model again - I feel blank when you doubt our friendship because blank. Please speak on how you feel without enunciating words or drawing blame. Please use a calm, conversational voice. These are your feelings that are perfectly normal to have, but you also need to be responsible for them."
She then turned to Benjamin as she thought over his cryptic words and tried her best to decipher them. "Now, I am sensing that Adi may have done something specific, whether it was intentional or not, to cause you to doubt something in your friendship. I want you to talk about how you feel. We are talking emotions, not opinions. Think about something specific that has happened and say how you felt when that happened. Please try the same I-statement - I feel blank when you blank because blank. Fill in those blanks - the first should be your emotion, the second is the action that caused that emotion and then why." Same instructions, using a conversational voice and no judgmental tones. She nodded for them to continue. Quote:
Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship Emmy took a few cookies and started to eat them. "I have some interest in the performing arts." It seemed like something new and fun to do. She shook her head. "I don't know if I would be able to do that. I think it sounds like a lot of fun but I can't sing to save my life or even act for that matter." Her dancing was also off but she wasn't going to say anything about that. She felt that being taught how to dance would be easier to do than acting and singing. "It just don't want to wait until the last minute to think of what I want to do and what not." That made some sense? It did in her head but not when she said it out loud.
The blonde turned her head to the side. "Why do a lot of adults and some professors always say that students need a back up plan for when they are about to graduate?" She was slightly confuse right now. Listening to Professor Glendower, the sixth year nodded. She had a good point but she didn't know what that would work out with her that well.
The blonde nodded. "It's the only thing that I've wanted to do when I'm done with school." Emmylou's eyes lit up. Paint her nails?! YES! "Do you have a light purple?Or a shimmery purple?" Purple this, purple that! Everything had to be purple with Emmylou, it's her favorite color and no color could compare to it in her dark blue eyes. Oh how very wonderful! Nessa loved to hear when young people expressed an interest in the arts, especially if she may have had a hand in influencing that. "Oh, but I think you are much more talented than you give yourself credit for!" she exclaimed with a smile. "I can tell when we do some of the dramatic exercises in class.. plus the camp is really more about having fun and further developing those skills."
She thought over Emmylou's words a moment as she put the last finishing touches on her nails. "I understand, especially as the future can be a little scary since it is yet unknown, but it sounds to me that you already know what you want to do." If she was that passionate about teaching that she wanted to do that and nothing else, then that was very telling to Nessa. "Well," she said after a moment's thought. "Perhaps some are just being practical, to make sure if it doesn't work out that you won't be stuck. But I say if you are passionate enough about something, you will find a way to make it work, even if it doesn't happen right away." Maybe she had a different perspective on things, but she felt rather strongly about it. And it seemed that Emmylou was that passionate about what she wanted to do.
She beamed brightly as the girl agreed to have her nails painted and she grabbed the perfect bottle of nail polish before sliding onto the couch next to her. "I have a light AND shimmery purple!" She held up the bottle before shaking it up a bit and opening the top. Gently lifting Emmylou's hand toward her, she began painting her nails, starting with her pinky, a light, shimmery shade of lilac. "I just love having my nails done, don't you?" It always put her in a great mood.
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