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Govoni · 09-21-2015, 02:47 PM

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Setting his cup of chocolate down on the table aware that neither Reagan nor Daxton had touched their cups, Leo placed his hands in his lap as his eyes found Reagan's again and he spoke. "I respect your vegan diet and that you feel strongly about how animals are treated and consumed. I do not know where the house elves got the meat from that they provided us with for the event but I am certain that all the food we eat here at Hogwarts comes from animals that have been cared for with love and respect."

Picking up his chocolate again he took a sip before he continued quietly stating. "Everyone is entitled to their own views and opinions and choice of diet. I expect you to let your peers eat what they wish at meal times and not look to influence them differently." If Reagan did then Leo could potentially see a feather turn into a hen in a short time. Something he wished to avoid. Would she not attend CoMC classes then because of her strong beliefs?

Reagan could tell that Mr. Kitridge was listening to her, but maybe she'd not made herself very clear. Sometimes miscommunication happened, even when she tried her hardest to explain things. See, words didn't always come easily. So, shifting around slightly in her seat, Rea implored the man to hear what she was saying.

"Sir, that's why I was resigned to excuse myself from the activity. It would NEVER be my wish to make anyone else uneasy or awkward. Or to make them feel pressured to partake in my personal diet. I care too much about people to make them uncomfortable."

...and then she smiled a quiet, peaceful little smile; first at Mr. Kitridge and then at Daxton, who was peering at her confusedly. Her choices probably made no sense to either of them, but that didn't matter one bit. Being different was the spice of life. It's what made them all individually interesting.

"It's getting late, sir. Was there anything else you needed to discuss with me?" Lessons started bright and early tomorrow...and Reagan needed a good night's sleep.

09-21-2015, 02:47 PM	#17 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Setting his cup of chocolate down on the table aware that neither Reagan nor Daxton had touched their cups, Leo placed his hands in his lap as his eyes found Reagan's again and he spoke. "I respect your vegan diet and that you feel strongly about how animals are treated and consumed. I do not know where the house elves got the meat from that they provided us with for the event but I am certain that all the food we eat here at Hogwarts comes from animals that have been cared for with love and respect." Picking up his chocolate again he took a sip before he continued quietly stating. "Everyone is entitled to their own views and opinions and choice of diet. I expect you to let your peers eat what they wish at meal times and not look to influence them differently." If Reagan did then Leo could potentially see a feather turn into a hen in a short time. Something he wished to avoid. Would she not attend CoMC classes then because of her strong beliefs? Reagan could tell that Mr. Kitridge was listening to her, but maybe she'd not made herself very clear. Sometimes miscommunication happened, even when she tried her hardest to explain things. See, words didn't always come easily. So, shifting around slightly in her seat, Rea implored the man to hear what she was saying. "Sir, that's why I was resigned to excuse myself from the activity. It would NEVER be my wish to make anyone else uneasy or awkward. Or to make them feel pressured to partake in my personal diet. I care too much about people to make them uncomfortable." ...and then she smiled a quiet, peaceful little smile; first at Mr. Kitridge and then at Daxton, who was peering at her confusedly. Her choices probably made no sense to either of them, but that didn't matter one bit. Being different was the spice of life. It's what made them all individually interesting. "It's getting late, sir. Was there anything else you needed to discuss with me?" Lessons started bright and early tomorrow...and Reagan needed a good night's sleep. __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team*._____