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Jessiqua · 09-26-2015, 08:29 AM

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Originally Posted by Govoni

...After a lesson full of success and failure, Reagan decided to just ASK the Professor. She seemed perfectly lovely and helpful...and surely wouldn't shun a student in need (even if that student had blue hair)...

Okay, Rea could admit...it was hilarious. She was laughing at herself and her new ridiculous (ACCIDENTAL) hair. How DID she look, by the way? Once she'd left, she'd get herself in front of a bigger mirror and take a look for herself.

"Professor York...I'm sorry to bother you...but I'm really struggling with this spell." There was no shame in her tone, just mild frustration. Yes, even the happiest, most loving people could get frustrated.

Beatrice was just collecting a few stray worms from the ground, thankfully intact, when she heard a questioning voice. The voice belonged to a Reagan with beautiful blue hair! Oh my, was she stuck with that one? Beatrice was about to ask if that was it, when she realised it was perhaps the final spell she had asked the seniors to perform.

"Ahh, Piertotum Locomotor?" she asked. Well, having not demonstrated anything to do with the spell, she wasn't surprised to hear some people having difficulties. It was a very difficult one, one that Beatrice would have preferred to demonstrate. But that wasn't the point of her lesson, not today.

Perhaps Reagan was one of those who just couldn't give up on a spell? Beatrice could admire that. "It is a very difficult one," she said, a serious look upon her face. She reached for a statue, placing it on the table in front of her. Very carefully and slowly, as she pointed her wand at it, she spoke; "PY-air-TOH-tuhm LOH-koh-MOH-tor," whilst concentrating all of her thoughts into the spell. The Merlin's eyes blinked and his legs moved as Beatrice commanded him to walk across the table and back. Concentration and wand connection broken, the statue returned to its inanimate state. "Try to copy that; PY-air-TOH-tuhm LOH-koh-MOH-tor," she repeated again, slowly and clearly.

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Jessiqua Poltergeist Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 38,050 x9	Sassenach \| RAVENPUFF \| Sing me a song of a lass that is gone \| bookDRAGON \| #awkwardturtle<# Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni ...After a lesson full of success and failure, Reagan decided to just ASK the Professor. She seemed perfectly lovely and helpful...and surely wouldn't shun a student in need (even if that student had blue hair)... Okay, Rea could admit...it was hilarious. She was laughing at herself and her new ridiculous (ACCIDENTAL) hair. How DID she look, by the way? Once she'd left, she'd get herself in front of a bigger mirror and take a look for herself. "Professor York...I'm sorry to bother you...but I'm really struggling with this spell." There was no shame in her tone, just mild frustration. Yes, even the happiest, most loving people could get frustrated. Beatrice was just collecting a few stray worms from the ground, thankfully intact, when she heard a questioning voice. The voice belonged to a Reagan with beautiful blue hair! Oh my, was she stuck with that one? Beatrice was about to ask if that was it, when she realised it was perhaps the final spell she had asked the seniors to perform. "Ahh, Piertotum Locomotor?" she asked. Well, having not demonstrated anything to do with the spell, she wasn't surprised to hear some people having difficulties. It was a very difficult one, one that Beatrice would have preferred to demonstrate. But that wasn't the point of her lesson, not today. Perhaps Reagan was one of those who just couldn't give up on a spell? Beatrice could admire that. "It is a very difficult one," she said, a serious look upon her face. She reached for a statue, placing it on the table in front of her. Very carefully and slowly, as she pointed her wand at it, she spoke; "PY-air-TOH-tuhm LOH-koh-MOH-tor," whilst concentrating all of her thoughts into the spell. The Merlin's eyes blinked and his legs moved as Beatrice commanded him to walk across the table and back. Concentration and wand connection broken, the statue returned to its inanimate state. "Try to copy that; PY-air-TOH-tuhm LOH-koh-MOH-tor," she repeated again, slowly and clearly. __________________ EVASIVE \| RESTLESS \| MISUNDERSTOOD always on the move