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Tazenhani · 09-21-2015, 05:36 AM

SPOILER!!: Oh Silent One

It was the slight movement that caught his attention. Or perhaps the urgency within it, that had him stopping and turning to face the kid again. While he didn't mind the lack of verbal communication, it was showing it's cracks where it's failing effectiveness came.

Waiting, Sabel watched the boy gape like a fish in water, before pulling open a book. Squinting at the page, Sabel leaned forward and took a quick stock of the contents which were displayed. His mood could not have darkened more if a thundercloud had rolled directly over his head. His eyes went up to the kid, locking onto him with a searching gaze for a long moment, before he straightened and motioned for him to follow.

This, was an office conversation.

OOC: You may now post in the Office

SPOILER!!: The Not so Quiet One ;)

Quote:

Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Glad that the Professor hadn’t been mad that he had refused his offer on the science book, Yoongi relaxed in his wooden chair and threw another package of magic fire in the fire. As he watched it turn bright pink, the Gryffindor turned away from the fire and looked at the Professor with a curious expression on his face as he started to explain what a bottleneck was. “WAIT!” He shouted, louder than he had intended and pushed his hands in his robe pocket. He searched for a moment, obviously he had used the Undetectable Extension Charm on them. Finding what he needed, the Gryffindor pulled out a notebook and the pink flamingo quill he had bought in Diagon Alley.

Smiling, he placed the notebook on his lap. “It’s good to write things down right? Maybe I need it someday, maybe I’ll be an Auror one day? Not that I want to be one...i mean” he frowned and pointed to his face. “See this face? it would be a shame if it gets scarred up”uhuh. “But my sister always said she never wanted to work at Gringrotts cause of the goblins but guess who is a curse breaker at what place now?” oh right…getting side tracked, oops. “So, you never know right?” he would be an awful Auror though LOL Nah, he just stuck with becoming a model/wand maker.

He wrote down the strategy of the bottleneck , even drew a little coca cola bottle next to it as reference. “So, if you managed to get a group in a bottleneck it would be like seeing them as bowling pins and pushing one over would result in the rest of them falling as well?” he asked and then added “You know a bowling pin , right?” with a grin as he used the same question when he had asked him if he knew what a bottle was. Merlin’s beard he wasn’t dumb. “This is a lot easier than that cryptic ‘head in your heart’ thing” wait , was that right? “Oh! Also , can I ask why you stopped being an Auror?” he asked casually as if he was talking about the weather, jumping to the next question. He had so many, not sorry! “Cause a teaching job would be pretty boring right? Does it have something to do with what the Prophet wrote and you want to prove them wrong ? yes, he had been following that story but one thing he had learned from his parents was to take newspapers with a grain of salt.

No clue?! Yoongi shook his head and sighed. “No offence Sir, but you might be brilliant at strategies, you’re horrible at the simpler things. The correct answer would have been “Yes, it would look perfect , go buy the dye now” and then I would have asked you for money cause I have none”he laughed. That wasn’t so hard right? He still needed to learn a lot about teenagers. ……Or was only he like that? Hmm…something to think about…

Just call it cologne?! “No” he said defiantly, crossing his arms over each other and looked the other way. “And the correct term is spray” he said as he rummaged in his pocket again and got out the bottle and held it up, “see?”

Their conversation had been so casual, or relatively speaking casual, that the sudden exclamation was unexpected and startling. Sabel flinched, and admittedly expected the boy to pull something much more interesting out of his pocket. Something perhaps dangerous that they needed to have a serious conversation about. That being said, pink was quite serious. Especially when it came to a quill.

Eyeing the kid, as if he might pull out something even more shocking to the senses, Sabel shifted a bit. And managed to turn the choke of surprise to a cough into his arm at the mention of Hyland and Auror in the same sentence. "Anything.......can happen."

Or something of the sort.

Thankfully, the bowling pin analogy gave his concern something else to focus on. It was an interesting comparision, and he scrubbed his chin in thought. "Not entirely the same. Bowling pins would be more if you had a lot of opponents in a small space, and you were able to deliver a critical blow that affect them all. I suppose in that sense it refers to a bottleneck mentality, and you could combine the two. But bottle neck is more for thinning numbers as they come at you. If you bowl them, persay, more will just take their place."

Battle tactics 101. Perhaps he should hold a lesson on it. Last year wasn't the first time that Hogwartians had been involved in a mass battle. Some strategy sessions could be beneficial. In both battle and word choice.

All at once, Sabel found his expression, his amusement and his interest flat-lined at the next question. The one that hit a bit too close to home. The one that went on hitting close to home as the kid kept rambling on. It didn't help that there was a quill and parchment on his person either, and he was taking notes. Didn't help at all.

"You may not." Maybe it was a bit unfair? The choice of words and the end-of-conversation-tone which he delivered it with. But that was how it was. Some questions couldn't be asked, and some wouldn't have an answer. He had no interest in proving himself to the Prophet, just as he had no interest in explaining his career change decision. The people that needed to know, knew. And that was all that really mattered at this point.

As for the matter of knowing the simpler things, he couldn't really disagree. It simply wasn't the way his brain worked, and he was fine with that. Gave him less to worry about, like whether he should die his hair or not. So much simpler. "So, you would rather I humor you with what you want to hear? Why are you asking then, if you already have your mind made up?"

Seriously, kids these days. The kid got an even stranger look as the bottle....colonge...spray....scent thing was pulled out and displayed proudly. "Whatever.....floats your boat."

09-21-2015, 05:36 AM	#24 (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!!: Oh Silent One Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir So engrossed by the opening paragraphs of the book was Daxton that he did not at first register quite what was happening around him. He gave a simple nod of the head at Dakest's words, still flying through the first page until he became aware that the man was moving past him and walking away. Daxton looked up, blinking. It was not the first time he had been confused when the world did not simply pause around him until he was done with whatever he was doing; every time it baffled him. He had not forgotten his initial reason for coming down to this office, however, and suddenly it was back at the forefront of his mind. He took a step forward, opening his mouth to try and say 'wait I'm not done' or something to that effect, but as usual whenever Daxton tried to speak, the words would not come, as though something was blocking them before they could leave his brain. For just a second he tried to force it, but was only met with frustrating failure. Giving up, he shuffled the books in his hands and opened up the Defence Against the Dark Arts text from the library. He flipped the pages until he came to a marked page - the start of a chapter on Legilimency and Occlumency - and silently held it up at Dakest before he could disappear into the office. A clear (in his mind, at least) indication that he had another reason (and still more beyond that) for being here. It was the slight movement that caught his attention. Or perhaps the urgency within it, that had him stopping and turning to face the kid again. While he didn't mind the lack of verbal communication, it was showing it's cracks where it's failing effectiveness came. Waiting, Sabel watched the boy gape like a fish in water, before pulling open a book. Squinting at the page, Sabel leaned forward and took a quick stock of the contents which were displayed. His mood could not have darkened more if a thundercloud had rolled directly over his head. His eyes went up to the kid, locking onto him with a searching gaze for a long moment, before he straightened and motioned for him to follow. This, was an office conversation. OOC: You may now post in the Office SPOILER!!: The Not so Quiet One ;) Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Glad that the Professor hadn’t been mad that he had refused his offer on the science book, Yoongi relaxed in his wooden chair and threw another package of magic fire in the fire. As he watched it turn bright pink, the Gryffindor turned away from the fire and looked at the Professor with a curious expression on his face as he started to explain what a bottleneck was. “WAIT!” He shouted, louder than he had intended and pushed his hands in his robe pocket. He searched for a moment, obviously he had used the Undetectable Extension Charm on them. Finding what he needed, the Gryffindor pulled out a notebook and the pink flamingo quill he had bought in Diagon Alley. Smiling, he placed the notebook on his lap. “It’s good to write things down right? Maybe I need it someday, maybe I’ll be an Auror one day? Not that I want to be one...i mean” he frowned and pointed to his face. “See this face? it would be a shame if it gets scarred up”uhuh. “But my sister always said she never wanted to work at Gringrotts cause of the goblins but guess who is a curse breaker at what place now?” oh right…getting side tracked, oops. “So, you never know right?” he would be an awful Auror though LOL Nah, he just stuck with becoming a model/wand maker. He wrote down the strategy of the bottleneck , even drew a little coca cola bottle next to it as reference. “So, if you managed to get a group in a bottleneck it would be like seeing them as bowling pins and pushing one over would result in the rest of them falling as well?” he asked and then added “You know a bowling pin , right?” with a grin as he used the same question when he had asked him if he knew what a bottle was. Merlin’s beard he wasn’t dumb. “This is a lot easier than that cryptic ‘head in your heart’ thing” wait , was that right? “Oh! Also , can I ask why you stopped being an Auror?” he asked casually as if he was talking about the weather, jumping to the next question. He had so many, not sorry! “Cause a teaching job would be pretty boring right? Does it have something to do with what the Prophet wrote and you want to prove them wrong ? yes, he had been following that story but one thing he had learned from his parents was to take newspapers with a grain of salt. No clue?! Yoongi shook his head and sighed. “No offence Sir, but you might be brilliant at strategies, you’re horrible at the simpler things. The correct answer would have been “Yes, it would look perfect , go buy the dye now” and then I would have asked you for money cause I have none”he laughed. That wasn’t so hard right? He still needed to learn a lot about teenagers. ……Or was only he like that? Hmm…something to think about… Just call it cologne?! “No” he said defiantly, crossing his arms over each other and looked the other way. “And the correct term is spray” he said as he rummaged in his pocket again and got out the bottle and held it up, “see?” Their conversation had been so casual, or relatively speaking casual, that the sudden exclamation was unexpected and startling. Sabel flinched, and admittedly expected the boy to pull something much more interesting out of his pocket. Something perhaps dangerous that they needed to have a serious conversation about. That being said, pink was quite serious. Especially when it came to a quill. Eyeing the kid, as if he might pull out something even more shocking to the senses, Sabel shifted a bit. And managed to turn the choke of surprise to a cough into his arm at the mention of Hyland and Auror in the same sentence. "Anything.......can happen." Or something of the sort. Thankfully, the bowling pin analogy gave his concern something else to focus on. It was an interesting comparision, and he scrubbed his chin in thought. "Not entirely the same. Bowling pins would be more if you had a lot of opponents in a small space, and you were able to deliver a critical blow that affect them all. I suppose in that sense it refers to a bottleneck mentality, and you could combine the two. But bottle neck is more for thinning numbers as they come at you. If you bowl them, persay, more will just take their place." Battle tactics 101. Perhaps he should hold a lesson on it. Last year wasn't the first time that Hogwartians had been involved in a mass battle. Some strategy sessions could be beneficial. In both battle and word choice. All at once, Sabel found his expression, his amusement and his interest flat-lined at the next question. The one that hit a bit too close to home. The one that went on hitting close to home as the kid kept rambling on. It didn't help that there was a quill and parchment on his person either, and he was taking notes. Didn't help at all. "You may not." Maybe it was a bit unfair? The choice of words and the end-of-conversation-tone which he delivered it with. But that was how it was. Some questions couldn't be asked, and some wouldn't have an answer. He had no interest in proving himself to the Prophet, just as he had no interest in explaining his career change decision. The people that needed to know, knew. And that was all that really mattered at this point. As for the matter of knowing the simpler things, he couldn't really disagree. It simply wasn't the way his brain worked, and he was fine with that. Gave him less to worry about, like whether he should die his hair or not. So much simpler. "So, you would rather I humor you with what you want to hear? Why are you asking then, if you already have your mind made up?" Seriously, kids these days. The kid got an even stranger look as the bottle....colonge...spray....scent thing was pulled out and displayed proudly. "Whatever.....floats your boat." __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.