11-11-2015, 01:15 PM
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Abraxan
Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8)
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart First Year x10 x10
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Making sure to double back and pick Pebbles up off his desk - because there was NO way in Orion's belt that he was leaving her unattended - the professor scurried to catch up with Mr. Zeke and followed him with gangly grace into the laboratory. Instinctively reaching for his lab coat, the man had one arm through it before he realized he was moving on autopilot. "Right, won't be needing this today," he chuckled as he returned the coat to its hanger.
"Pick a stool and try to relax, Mr. Zeke," he instructed with a smile. "We aren't attending your academic funeral today. I see only good things on your latest progress report." He waited, and then watched curiously as Flamsteed went to put on a lab coat... heh, awkward much? Zeke smiled, with one small nod of his head.
Yes. So.
He was sitting. Sitting and ready to have this chat, about OWLs and his future and things of that nature. Somehow he couldn't help but feel anxious. He remembered in his first year, being bright eyed and eager, and succeeding... but things got harder, and they got harder faster than he expected. When Flamsteed uttered the words ACADEMIC FUNERAL he had to wonder, was that ever on the mans agenda, if not now... then before? "Right," he replied, exhaling the breath he was somehow holding onto. "I've... been trying to turn over a new leaf, you know... give things a better go." Have options. Options sounded nice right about now.
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