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sweetpinkpixie · 11-13-2015, 02:48 PM

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Originally Posted by Talikins

It took Abbi every bit of strength not to insist that 'may' had been the keyword of Flamsteed's words. She knew that her vibrant personality would regain any brownie points she'd loose for her tardiness. She'd admit though, being on time was the more advisable option. The problem was: time had never been her best friend no matter how much she had tried to impose a perfect relationship.

"What if I don't want neither of those - yet?" she began walking towards the lounge as she added the last word. She may have also snickered at Flamsteed's remark, about Pebbles and Boulders, in the process, but it meant no offense.

If only she was able to take the matter more seriously. Perhaps in time she'd become motivated, but now there was absolutely nothing. All she wanted was her gap year, or two or more.At least she was trying. she was here after all, wasn't she? Well then. She plonked herself on the sofa and waited for the talking to begin.

Shutting the door behind them, the professor opted to sit at the piano rather than the sofa or any of the other chairs. For what reason? Eh, he just felt like it, there was no hidden meaning behind it.

"The standard, I use the term loosely, formula is that upon graduating from Hogwarts one either attends university or finds a job, but there is nothing wrong with taking a gap year...as long as you have a plan of some sort," he nodded, all eyes on the Gryffindor. "What all were you considering, Miss Campbell?"

Anywhere he had connections, perhaps? Be able to hook her up with some opportunities?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline

The Innovation Lounge didn't look much different if at all from the last time he and Professor Flamsteed had both been in the room together. Of course there wasn't a charms professor turned toad and back again between them this time around. And no loss of wand and threat of trouble from Bellaire to follow it up either. He certainly expected this gathering with him and his head of house to go far better than previously.

Benny had taken the lead on the way over, the sound of Pebbles the pet rock confirming the man moving along with him to the door. The seventh year stepped inside and debated his next move. To sit or remain standing, at least until Flamsteed did. Finally he opted just to take a seat in one of the chairs so they could talk for however long this lasted. He had noticed the file under the other man's arm and wondered just what was in it.

Strolling into the room with the ceremonious clunking of Pebbles following behind, Airey shut the door behind both of them and gestured towards the sofa. "Please, take a seat if you'd like, Mr. Atreyu," Airey offered with a nod.

Plopping himself on the opposite end of the sofa, setting Pebbles down on a cushion on the floor, Airey set the seventh year's academic record out on the coffee table for them both to look at.

"Well, Mr. Atreyu," he chuckled. "You have a pretty pristine academic record here and I expect you will be receiving an acceptance letter from university soon."

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,944 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Talikins It took Abbi every bit of strength not to insist that 'may' had been the keyword of Flamsteed's words. She knew that her vibrant personality would regain any brownie points she'd loose for her tardiness. She'd admit though, being on time was the more advisable option. The problem was: time had never been her best friend no matter how much she had tried to impose a perfect relationship. "What if I don't want neither of those - yet?" she began walking towards the lounge as she added the last word. She may have also snickered at Flamsteed's remark, about Pebbles and Boulders, in the process, but it meant no offense. If only she was able to take the matter more seriously. Perhaps in time she'd become motivated, but now there was absolutely nothing. All she wanted was her gap year, or two or more.At least she was trying. she was here after all, wasn't she? Well then. She plonked herself on the sofa and waited for the talking to begin. Shutting the door behind them, the professor opted to sit at the piano rather than the sofa or any of the other chairs. For what reason? Eh, he just felt like it, there was no hidden meaning behind it. "The standard, I use the term loosely, formula is that upon graduating from Hogwarts one either attends university or finds a job, but there is nothing wrong with taking a gap year...as long as you have a plan of some sort," he nodded, all eyes on the Gryffindor. "What all were you considering, Miss Campbell?" Anywhere he had connections, perhaps? Be able to hook her up with some opportunities? Quote: Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline The Innovation Lounge didn't look much different if at all from the last time he and Professor Flamsteed had both been in the room together. Of course there wasn't a charms professor turned toad and back again between them this time around. And no loss of wand and threat of trouble from Bellaire to follow it up either. He certainly expected this gathering with him and his head of house to go far better than previously. Benny had taken the lead on the way over, the sound of Pebbles the pet rock confirming the man moving along with him to the door. The seventh year stepped inside and debated his next move. To sit or remain standing, at least until Flamsteed did. Finally he opted just to take a seat in one of the chairs so they could talk for however long this lasted. He had noticed the file under the other man's arm and wondered just what was in it. Strolling into the room with the ceremonious clunking of Pebbles following behind, Airey shut the door behind both of them and gestured towards the sofa. "Please, take a seat if you'd like, Mr. Atreyu," Airey offered with a nod. Plopping himself on the opposite end of the sofa, setting Pebbles down on a cushion on the floor, Airey set the seventh year's academic record out on the coffee table for them both to look at. "Well, Mr. Atreyu," he chuckled. "You have a pretty pristine academic record here and I expect you will be receiving an acceptance letter from university soon." __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes