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BanaBatGirl · 11-08-2015, 04:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

It was occuring to him, slowly but surely, that not all who knocked rapidly were truly desperate and not all who knocked slowly were truly patient. Usually, it was the opposite way. But, in the offchance that it wasn't, and it was important, Sabel's conscience didn't really ever allow him to test that theory.

So, when the rapid knocking came at his door, it was up and out of his chair and over to it, to pull it open. His eyes drifted down, landing on Truebridge. "......I do hope I'm not in trouble with your mother."

Hey look, look who was in. The Professor-Auror-Professor himself. "Hello," he looked up at the young teacher quite seriously. Oh, his mum. Ugh. David always tried to forget that everyone who ever worked here knew her. He wrinkled his nose at the question and muttered, "Not yet, no sir."

But, really, could he come in yet? Davie peeked under the professor's arm to see the inside. "Does your office have tents that you could put up out here? Is it all themed to campfires? Is that nifty pensieve from our last class in there?" Yep, he'd just snuck that one in real quick and Ravenclaw like. Ahem. But really... he blinked and looked up at the professor, looking as harmless-like so that the professor would invite him in and he could get to the SERIOUS QUESTIONS.

11-08-2015, 04:33 AM	#51 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani It was occuring to him, slowly but surely, that not all who knocked rapidly were truly desperate and not all who knocked slowly were truly patient. Usually, it was the opposite way. But, in the offchance that it wasn't, and it was important, Sabel's conscience didn't really ever allow him to test that theory. So, when the rapid knocking came at his door, it was up and out of his chair and over to it, to pull it open. His eyes drifted down, landing on Truebridge. "......I do hope I'm not in trouble with your mother." Hey look, look who was in. The Professor-Auror-Professor himself. "Hello," he looked up at the young teacher quite seriously. Oh, his mum. Ugh. David always tried to forget that everyone who ever worked here knew her. He wrinkled his nose at the question and muttered, "Not yet, no sir." But, really, could he come in yet? Davie peeked under the professor's arm to see the inside. "Does your office have tents that you could put up out here? Is it all themed to campfires? Is that nifty pensieve from our last class in there?" Yep, he'd just snuck that one in real quick and Ravenclaw like. Ahem. But really... he blinked and looked up at the professor, looking as harmless-like so that the professor would invite him in and he could get to the SERIOUS QUESTIONS. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind