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ArianaBlack · 10-21-2015, 12:22 AM

SPOILER!!: these two nerds

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Leaning back a bit where he sat to try and get more of the room within his peripheral vision, the arrival of several of his students did not go unnoticed - despite what may have occurred earlier with not hearing certain gleeful shouts. Selective hearing tended to happen when he stood on such sacred ground, and by selective we really mean nothing outside of his own thoughts would register.

Which is why it was almost a miracle that the astronomer had even heard Miss Brown's voice. But he had, so there was no need for concern.

"Ah, Miss Brown. Mr. Adair," he greeted with a small salute. "Gladly, but you may need to point me in the direction of what sort of knowledge you are seeking." There was a lot that could be said about this place and this room specifically. Some things which he could not speak of right now given some of the present company.

Plucking Pebbles up from the seat beside him, Airey scooted off to the side and gave the crimson fabric a few pats to invite them both to sit down.

"But between us, in terms of aesthetics, this is my favorite spot in the room. Nearly perfect view out of all the windows. There is a reason why John Flamsteed's portrait is hung in this location," he winked while pointing upwards with his index finger at the painting above them.

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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny

Did she think he'd ever visited this place before? Oh yeah, she counted on it. This was the man's HISTORY. His FAMILY. She wouldn't have been surprised if he'd been there, like, hundreds of times because he was a big nerd like that.

What kind of knowledge ~~was she~~ were they seeking, though? Without the slightest hesitation, Soph shrugged and responded, "All of it. Everything." When had she been one to not want all the nitty gritty details, Flammy? She wanted to know everything there was to know, or at least anything he thought was important enough to share with them.

While she was wiggling to make herself comfortable on the sofa, Zander's question was answered - the man had a favorite spot in the ROOM, for Merlin's sake. Yeah, she guessed he'd been there quite a few times. At his pointing upward, she craned her neck and gave a long, hard squint at John Flamsteed. So that was him, huh? "I think you should dress like that some class, professor. You should teach, like, a whole lesson on your family history. All about the Flamsteeds and their many successes and advances in astronomy. Like, not in a bragging way or anything, but it's an important part of history, wouldn't you say? Your family's legacy?"

She was smiling, genuinely believing that this was a very good idea, and she also wanted nothing more than to see the man tear up over such a sentiment.

What? So she wanted to make a professor cry. Sue her.

She'd humor him, though, and offered up a question, her gaze flickering to Zander's and silently attempting to communicate to him that HE should ask questions, too, because animated, passionate Flammy was the BEST Flammy. "What's the significance of this room? Why's his portrait here of all places in the house, or are there loads more portraits of him elsewhere?" Was it just because it had a nice view of everything? Or did something big happen in THIS room?

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

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All of it.

Of course.

What he got for asking a Ravenclaw.

Chuckling at the Head Girl's lesson suggestion, although not entirely dismissing it either, he merely shook his head while a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. A man who took great pride in his family history, it was more of a game with him to see how long it took the general population of Hogwarts to notice the connection. Nearly a decade now...give or take the inquisitive student here and there. Same reason he did not want the Observatory rolling out the red carpet when he arrive.

Among other reasons. Ahem.

"I'll think on it, Miss Brown," he saluted. If nothing else he could break out of his Spock comfort zone for Halloween? Next year.

...

oh.

Ahem. Anyway?

"Well, although I am sure you have already read this elsewhere, this room is one of the last the surviving interiors by Sir Christopher Wren who the architect of St. Paul's chruch in London. But that is more a significance for modern times, I suppose. Originally, this room was used by astronomers to observe eclipses and comets. And those two clocks over there by the entrance, just to the left of the door were crafted by Thomas Tompion in 1676. However, Flamsteed's widow sold them and they were made into long case clocks, so those are replicas you see now. The one there on the far right indicated sidereal time, which was essential for use of the long telescopes you see by the windows." He paused and gestured towards a pendulum in a case elsewhere in the room. "Although that over there is the pendulum from one of the original clocks. Flamsteed and ompion agreed to use a new type of mechanism in these clocks called the dead-beat escapement which became the standard for precision pendulum clocks, not unlike the one we have in the Clock Tower at Hogwarts."

Although that was a multipurpose clock, as are most things in the wizarding world.

Looking down, the Astronomy professor checked his sundial watch and managed to mask his disappointment.

"Sweet solstice, look at the time," he said, showing the watch to both the Head Boy and Head Girl - who probably could not make heads nor tails of it since the watch never seemed to actually "work." "Almost time to start heading back to our, er, meeting location."

OOC: this thread will be closing today, approximately 5 hours from the time of this post. SO LAST CALL FOR PARTICIPATION POINTS!

Flamsteed's reaction to their presence was a bit strange, kind of like he was pulled out of some sort of daze or something. But the man still remained so serene. It was weird seeing him like that, not jumping around and flailing. Zander wasn't sure if he liked it. But there was a different kind of intensity in the man this time. One that didn't really need flouncing around to make it evident. And though Zander didn't want to admit it, he was quite curious. Not as much as Sophie Brown, clearly, because who the heck had time to hear EVERYTHING? Not Zander. But he sorta did wanna hear stuff.

The Gryffindor still stood a bit further away from Sophie and Professor Flamsteed, but when the man patted the spot indicating for them to join him in sitting... Well Zander waited for Sophie to go first before slowly walking over and sitting beside her. Were they really just gonna sit here and stare at a picture? 'Cause no offense or anything... But he was curious, but not that curious.

They were on a COOL FIELD TRIP and they were gonna SIT here and STARE at a PICTURE?????

Typical.

As for the questioning, he let Sophie Brown take the reigns on this one as well. Instead, he sat quietly... Curiously... Kind of pouting too 'cause really, it was just a portrait was it not? It didn't even move or anything. Was this other Flamsteed guy a wizard too?

But he stayed quiet. A quarter out of respect. A quarter out of curiosity for previously posed questions. A quarter out of not-knowing-what-more-to-add. And another quarter because really he wanted to explore the rest of the observatory and staring at a portrait was kind of a weird thing to be sat doing.

But as Sophie Brown's resident Golden Retriever, he sorta had an obligation to stay. And respect. That too. Right.

Also because now Flamsteed was talking and that tended to go on for a while. So he sat, taking in the information, not knowing whether he'd ever remember it, but deciding it was better to listen than to stare at a portrait for much longer. So he casually nodded his head along, to indicate he was listening or something. Looking over at Soph, because he could tell she was just taking every ounce of this in with full enthusiasm. It was her thing. She did that.

And then before he knew it there was a watch being shoved towards his face and actually uh, Zander couldn't figure out what any of it said, but he pretended to understand that their time was almost up anyways. 'Cause what kind of moron doesn't know how to tell time? Ahem. "Oh, uh, right." The Gryffindor slowly lifted himself from the seat, giving Flamsteed a respectful sort of smile. "Thanks for sharing all that with us, Admiral," giving the man an awkward salute before looking back over at Sophie Brown. Was she ready to start heading towards the meeting spot?/COLOR]

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,713 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Second Year x10 x1	Flamsteed House doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: these two nerds Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Leaning back a bit where he sat to try and get more of the room within his peripheral vision, the arrival of several of his students did not go unnoticed - despite what may have occurred earlier with not hearing certain gleeful shouts. Selective hearing tended to happen when he stood on such sacred ground, and by selective we really mean nothing outside of his own thoughts would register. Which is why it was almost a miracle that the astronomer had even heard Miss Brown's voice. But he had, so there was no need for concern. "Ah, Miss Brown. Mr. Adair," he greeted with a small salute. "Gladly, but you may need to point me in the direction of what sort of knowledge you are seeking." There was a lot that could be said about this place and this room specifically. Some things which he could not speak of right now given some of the present company. Plucking Pebbles up from the seat beside him, Airey scooted off to the side and gave the crimson fabric a few pats to invite them both to sit down. "But between us, in terms of aesthetics, this is my favorite spot in the room. Nearly perfect view out of all the windows. There is a reason why John Flamsteed's portrait is hung in this location," he winked while pointing upwards with his index finger at the painting above them. Quote: Originally Posted by feeheeheeny Did she think he'd ever visited this place before? Oh yeah, she counted on it. This was the man's HISTORY. His FAMILY. She wouldn't have been surprised if he'd been there, like, hundreds of times because he was a big nerd like that. What kind of knowledge ~~was she~~ were they seeking, though? Without the slightest hesitation, Soph shrugged and responded, "All of it. Everything." When had she been one to not want all the nitty gritty details, Flammy? She wanted to know everything there was to know, or at least anything he thought was important enough to share with them. While she was wiggling to make herself comfortable on the sofa, Zander's question was answered - the man had a favorite spot in the ROOM, for Merlin's sake. Yeah, she guessed he'd been there quite a few times. At his pointing upward, she craned her neck and gave a long, hard squint at John Flamsteed. So that was him, huh? "I think you should dress like that some class, professor. You should teach, like, a whole lesson on your family history. All about the Flamsteeds and their many successes and advances in astronomy. Like, not in a bragging way or anything, but it's an important part of history, wouldn't you say? Your family's legacy?" She was smiling, genuinely believing that this was a very good idea, and she also wanted nothing more than to see the man tear up over such a sentiment. What? So she wanted to make a professor cry. Sue her. She'd humor him, though, and offered up a question, her gaze flickering to Zander's and silently attempting to communicate to him that HE should ask questions, too, because animated, passionate Flammy was the BEST Flammy. "What's the significance of this room? Why's his portrait here of all places in the house, or are there loads more portraits of him elsewhere?" Was it just because it had a nice view of everything? Or did something big happen in THIS room? Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie [color="#cc0000"] All of it. Of course. What he got for asking a Ravenclaw. Chuckling at the Head Girl's lesson suggestion, although not entirely dismissing it either, he merely shook his head while a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. A man who took great pride in his family history, it was more of a game with him to see how long it took the general population of Hogwarts to notice the connection. Nearly a decade now...give or take the inquisitive student here and there. Same reason he did not want the Observatory rolling out the red carpet when he arrive. Among other reasons. Ahem. "I'll think on it, Miss Brown," he saluted. If nothing else he could break out of his Spock comfort zone for Halloween? Next year. ... oh. Ahem. Anyway? "Well, although I am sure you have already read this elsewhere, this room is one of the last the surviving interiors by Sir Christopher Wren who the architect of St. Paul's chruch in London. But that is more a significance for modern times, I suppose. Originally, this room was used by astronomers to observe eclipses and comets. And those two clocks over there by the entrance, just to the left of the door were crafted by Thomas Tompion in 1676. However, Flamsteed's widow sold them and they were made into long case clocks, so those are replicas you see now. The one there on the far right indicated sidereal time, which was essential for use of the long telescopes you see by the windows." He paused and gestured towards a pendulum in a case elsewhere in the room. "Although that over there is the pendulum from one of the original clocks. Flamsteed and ompion agreed to use a new type of mechanism in these clocks called the dead-beat escapement which became the standard for precision pendulum clocks, not unlike the one we have in the Clock Tower at Hogwarts." Although that was a multipurpose clock, as are most things in the wizarding world. Looking down, the Astronomy professor checked his sundial watch and managed to mask his disappointment. "Sweet solstice, look at the time," he said, showing the watch to both the Head Boy and Head Girl - who probably could not make heads nor tails of it since the watch never seemed to actually "work." "Almost time to start heading back to our, er, meeting location." OOC: this thread will be closing today, approximately 5 hours from the time of this post. SO LAST CALL FOR PARTICIPATION POINTS! Flamsteed's reaction to their presence was a bit strange, kind of like he was pulled out of some sort of daze or something. But the man still remained so serene. It was weird seeing him like that, not jumping around and flailing. Zander wasn't sure if he liked it. But there was a different kind of intensity in the man this time. One that didn't really need flouncing around to make it evident. And though Zander didn't want to admit it, he was quite curious. Not as much as Sophie Brown, clearly, because who the heck had time to hear EVERYTHING? Not Zander. But he sorta did wanna hear stuff. The Gryffindor still stood a bit further away from Sophie and Professor Flamsteed, but when the man patted the spot indicating for them to join him in sitting... Well Zander waited for Sophie to go first before slowly walking over and sitting beside her. Were they really just gonna sit here and stare at a picture? 'Cause no offense or anything... But he was curious, but not that curious. They were on a COOL FIELD TRIP and they were gonna SIT here and STARE at a PICTURE????? Typical. As for the questioning, he let Sophie Brown take the reigns on this one as well. Instead, he sat quietly... Curiously... Kind of pouting too 'cause really, it was just a portrait was it not? It didn't even move or anything. Was this other Flamsteed guy a wizard too? But he stayed quiet. A quarter out of respect. A quarter out of curiosity for previously posed questions. A quarter out of not-knowing-what-more-to-add. And another quarter because really he wanted to explore the rest of the observatory and staring at a portrait was kind of a weird thing to be sat doing. But as Sophie Brown's resident Golden Retriever, he sorta had an obligation to stay. And respect. That too. Right. Also because now Flamsteed was talking and that tended to go on for a while. So he sat, taking in the information, not knowing whether he'd ever remember it, but deciding it was better to listen than to stare at a portrait for much longer. So he casually nodded his head along, to indicate he was listening or something. Looking over at Soph, because he could tell she was just taking every ounce of this in with full enthusiasm. It was her thing. She did that. And then before he knew it there was a watch being shoved towards his face and actually uh, Zander couldn't figure out what any of it said, but he pretended to understand that their time was almost up anyways. 'Cause what kind of moron doesn't know how to tell time? Ahem. "Oh, uh, right." The Gryffindor slowly lifted himself from the seat, giving Flamsteed a respectful sort of smile. "Thanks for sharing all that with us, Admiral," giving the man an awkward salute before looking back over at Sophie Brown. Was she ready to start heading towards the meeting spot?/COLOR] __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon! Last edited by ArianaBlack; 10-21-2015 at 12:29 AM. Reason: hi yes i should hit preview before posting, that'd be a good thing to do SORRY