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Tazenhani · 06-25-2015, 05:25 AM

SPOILER!!: Simon

"Snow has this funny habit of melting." Just in case Security deuty had knocked common thermodynamics right out of Bennett's head.

Sabel shedded his coat, placing it on the bench beside him with a good natured chuckle. "Not all scars are visible." Something from a philospher? He wasn't sure. Sounded good. Perhaps he could use it as a lesson prompt one day.

Pulling out a menu from the side of the table, Sabel absently flipped through it, glancing up at his age-old friend. "Seriously though, how are you?" The question had a deeper undertone to it. One that spoke all the volumes that unnecessary words could do little justice to. The engagement. The job. The article. There were so many things going on, so many stressers both good and bad.

06-25-2015, 05:25 AM	#39 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Simon Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Simon noticed his friend as the defense professor slowly made his way towards his perch, however he wasn't quick to acknowledge that fact. He was here to see a friend and technically off the clock so it would do no good to look or be too suspicious in his current environment. The former auror did look up as he was clamped on his shoulder, trying to hide a grimace at the other man's words. "And here I was hoping it was just snow..." he mused as Sabel took the other seat at the table. Not proof that he was getting older nor being bothered by the other members of the department both young and old. "Your students don't seem to have harmed you too much," he added returning the favor and observing his friend. "Snow has this funny habit of melting." Just in case Security deuty had knocked common thermodynamics right out of Bennett's head. Sabel shedded his coat, placing it on the bench beside him with a good natured chuckle. "Not all scars are visible." Something from a philospher? He wasn't sure. Sounded good. Perhaps he could use it as a lesson prompt one day. Pulling out a menu from the side of the table, Sabel absently flipped through it, glancing up at his age-old friend. "Seriously though, how are you?" The question had a deeper undertone to it. One that spoke all the volumes that unnecessary words could do little justice to. The engagement. The job. The article. There were so many things going on, so many stressers both good and bad. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. Last edited by Tazenhani; 06-25-2015 at 07:41 PM.