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Tazenhani · 09-07-2015, 05:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

Mornings.. why did they exist? Justin didn't need to know this at the time the sun greeted him. Goodness, he forgot how bright it was over in these parts.

But then he remembered where he was waking up at. The school where he didn't have to put much effort in making his own breakfast. Now he was up. Humming a little he went to sit at his chair before looking around and..... well this was awkward. Nearly empty table. Nearly. Since there was only one Professor aallllllllllllllllllll the way over on the other side.

It was too quiet in here. Waay too quiet. Justin could respect quiet. Order didn't really happen without it at some point, and look at how much he accomplished by doing so. But that usually led to boredness, which led to not fun things or thoughts. So he moved his rump to occupy the next closest seat (Headmaster) one spot over.

Whoa. His eyes from the beginning feast did not fool him with how comfy this seat was looking. His tush was happy with the thought. Headmaster McLeod. Justin could see it now. Super comfy and self-heated seating that overlooked the whole school. He nearly grinned at the perks. The Headmaster seemed alright with him, buuut he was not going to risk his chances of ~~secretly taking over~~ his fun being stopped without his own calling. So he moved to the next seat. Cassie wouldn't mind, right? She was a sweet one. She'll understand. That's what Hufflepuffs were great at.

Despite being right next to the Professor, he gave off vibes that said he wasn't one to disturb. Pssh, like that mattered to Justin as he casually leaned in close to peer over his shoulder. It was quiet, so why not play along with it.

"What're you reading?" Justin whispered to the Darkest man.

There was one little problem with the man's question. And the problem was this. When one had been an Auror for near a decade, little side movements, like seat-hopping and squirming, didn't go unnoticed. In fact, the repteative ones got rather irritating. And at this time in the morning, with only a quarter cup of coffee in him, the groundskeeper's antics were just that. Distracting and a bit nerve-biting.

So, how much exactly had he read of the newspaper? Maybe about two words. One between each seat that was occupied. Merlin, he hadn't seen anyone move down a table like that since he sat with the Gryffindor's. It did make him check to see that it was indeed the groundskeeper and not some daring student.

Of course, checking had him face-to-face with the barrier-breaching man. Sabel had half a mind to snap the paper up between them, with the big bold letters 'Daily Prophet' to prove his point. As it was he only managed a quirked frown as he drew back a little into his seat. The coffee came with him.

"Catching up on the latest news." No need to be uncivil. Merlin knew the groundskeepers at Hogwarts held a fragile position. There was no telling how long before this one went missing. Hopefully a long time. Or at least, upon current assessment, he could convince himself he was hoping for a long time.

Shifting the paper about, Sabel offered it to the man. If he wanted to read, and was that curious, he'd prefer that the bloke do it in his own space, and not over his shoulder.

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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 ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Charely Potter Mornings.. why did they exist? Justin didn't need to know this at the time the sun greeted him. Goodness, he forgot how bright it was over in these parts. But then he remembered where he was waking up at. The school where he didn't have to put much effort in making his own breakfast. Now he was up. Humming a little he went to sit at his chair before looking around and..... well this was awkward. Nearly empty table. Nearly. Since there was only one Professor aallllllllllllllllllll the way over on the other side. It was too quiet in here. Waay too quiet. Justin could respect quiet. Order didn't really happen without it at some point, and look at how much he accomplished by doing so. But that usually led to boredness, which led to not fun things or thoughts. So he moved his rump to occupy the next closest seat (Headmaster) one spot over. Whoa. His eyes from the beginning feast did not fool him with how comfy this seat was looking. His tush was happy with the thought. Headmaster McLeod. Justin could see it now. Super comfy and self-heated seating that overlooked the whole school. He nearly grinned at the perks. The Headmaster seemed alright with him, buuut he was not going to risk his chances of ~~secretly taking over~~ his fun being stopped without his own calling. So he moved to the next seat. Cassie wouldn't mind, right? She was a sweet one. She'll understand. That's what Hufflepuffs were great at. Despite being right next to the Professor, he gave off vibes that said he wasn't one to disturb. Pssh, like that mattered to Justin as he casually leaned in close to peer over his shoulder. It was quiet, so why not play along with it. "What're you reading?" Justin whispered to the Darkest man. There was one little problem with the man's question. And the problem was this. When one had been an Auror for near a decade, little side movements, like seat-hopping and squirming, didn't go unnoticed. In fact, the repteative ones got rather irritating. And at this time in the morning, with only a quarter cup of coffee in him, the groundskeeper's antics were just that. Distracting and a bit nerve-biting. So, how much exactly had he read of the newspaper? Maybe about two words. One between each seat that was occupied. Merlin, he hadn't seen anyone move down a table like that since he sat with the Gryffindor's. It did make him check to see that it was indeed the groundskeeper and not some daring student. Of course, checking had him face-to-face with the barrier-breaching man. Sabel had half a mind to snap the paper up between them, with the big bold letters 'Daily Prophet' to prove his point. As it was he only managed a quirked frown as he drew back a little into his seat. The coffee came with him. "Catching up on the latest news." No need to be uncivil. Merlin knew the groundskeepers at Hogwarts held a fragile position. There was no telling how long before this one went missing. Hopefully a long time. Or at least, upon current assessment, he could convince himself he was hoping for a long time. Shifting the paper about, Sabel offered it to the man. If he wanted to read, and was that curious, he'd prefer that the bloke do it in his own space, and not over his shoulder. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.