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sweetpinkpixie · 08-30-2015, 09:29 AM

The evening was NOT going the way the astronomer had planned it, starting and ending with his suit. To keep a long story short, Medea had happened. Payback, he imagined, for the whole bread bowl fiasco. And naturally, being how crafty she was, he lacked the skill with a wand to...er...fix it. Thus, the Gryffindor Head of House strolled towards the staff dais looking like a glorified disco ball with legs all the while mumbling about how much he despised glitter. Just hang him from the ceiling and call it a party.

And no one look directly at him for too long. The way the light from the candles reflected off his sequined suit could cause retinal damage.

Ahem.

Pebbles held gingerly in one hand and two small poorly wrapped gifts with lopsided white ribbons in the other, he swung by the other end of the table first to drop off the latter.

"Evening, Headmis----master," Airey croaked, his words going on autopilot and not catching up with his brain fast enough to fully save himself from embarrassment. "Found this over the summer while at a conference in the United States," he added, setting one of the gifts in front of Botros. In true Flamsteed fashion, it was another little novelty mug. And while the Astronomy professor knew about as much about Ancient Runes as he did about caring for kneazles, he thought his little find was rather clever. Outside of the mug always stays cool to the touch thanks to those runic engraving thingies on it while its contents stayed warm. It was no torquetum, but still pretty nifty.

Overhearing the new Herbology professor whispering something about...spots? "Cecelia sits beside you, school Healer. She'll be able to identify any spots," he offered. Fellow hadn't brought dragon pox or something into the school, had he? The astronomer instinctively pulled Pebbles a little closer to his person as he sidestepped away from the man and over towards Meri-berry.

Grinning from ear to ear, he set the final poorly wrapped gift in front of her. "So you don't forget your roots while you go off gallivanting with the yellow and black," he said with a cheeky grin and salute. Which was also his awkward way of saying congratulations to his colleague.

And since Cassiopeia was down there with her felines - yeah, he had SEEN those peeking out of her purse there...or imagined he had - he was going to hide down here for juuuuuuuust a little bit longer. Offer the new Transfiguration professor an awkward wave or two while he was at it.

08-30-2015, 09:29 AM	#6 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,796 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The evening was NOT going the way the astronomer had planned it, starting and ending with his suit. To keep a long story short, Medea had happened. Payback, he imagined, for the whole bread bowl fiasco. And naturally, being how crafty she was, he lacked the skill with a wand to...er...fix it. Thus, the Gryffindor Head of House strolled towards the staff dais looking like a glorified disco ball with legs all the while mumbling about how much he despised glitter. Just hang him from the ceiling and call it a party. And no one look directly at him for too long. The way the light from the candles reflected off his sequined suit could cause retinal damage. Ahem. Pebbles held gingerly in one hand and two small poorly wrapped gifts with lopsided white ribbons in the other, he swung by the other end of the table first to drop off the latter. "Evening, Headmis----master," Airey croaked, his words going on autopilot and not catching up with his brain fast enough to fully save himself from embarrassment. "Found this over the summer while at a conference in the United States," he added, setting one of the gifts in front of Botros. In true Flamsteed fashion, it was another little novelty mug. And while the Astronomy professor knew about as much about Ancient Runes as he did about caring for kneazles, he thought his little find was rather clever. Outside of the mug always stays cool to the touch thanks to those runic engraving thingies on it while its contents stayed warm. It was no torquetum, but still pretty nifty. Overhearing the new Herbology professor whispering something about...spots? "Cecelia sits beside you, school Healer. She'll be able to identify any spots," he offered. Fellow hadn't brought dragon pox or something into the school, had he? The astronomer instinctively pulled Pebbles a little closer to his person as he sidestepped away from the man and over towards Meri-berry. Grinning from ear to ear, he set the final poorly wrapped gift in front of her. "So you don't forget your roots while you go off gallivanting with the yellow and black," he said with a cheeky grin and salute. Which was also his awkward way of saying congratulations to his colleague. And since Cassiopeia was down there with her felines - yeah, he had SEEN those peeking out of her purse there...or imagined he had - he was going to hide down here for juuuuuuuust a little bit longer. Offer the new Transfiguration professor an awkward wave or two while he was at it. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes