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SPOILER!!: Zander! Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack  Leave it to Professor Flamsteed to make the choice of a seat a metaphor for Zander's entire future. Yeah, he saw what the man did there. Kind of hard to miss when he made his voice sound all funny like that... We seeeeee you, Admiral. WE SEEEEE. So Zander only lingered for a second longer before choosing to sit where he had indicated earlier. First instinct. Had to be the right one.
Also, it was just a seat.
Ahem.
The Gryffindor slowly set his bag on the floor beside his feet, before looking up at his Astronomy Professor once more. "Ready when you are, Admiral," he nodded slowly. Exactly what there was to talk about... Zander wasn't quite sure, but he was willing to follow along. And hopefully avoid the fact that he didn't know what the heck he was going to do with the rest of his life. Much like his confusion in seat choice, Zander had no idea where his future career was headed either.
Lost in space.
Yes. A seat. Just like your seat in life and what sort of imprint your derriere would leave in it. So, Mr. Adair, what would YOUR imprint be? Hmmm?
But before the astronomer started lingering on derriere imprints, there was a young man's present der...present SELF to worry about as well as his first steps into what would certainly be a bright future.
"Well, Mr. Adair, it all really begins with you," he said with a grin. Surely the Head Boy already knew that the man saw great things in him, so no need to fluster the young man again with that. "Tell me what your plans are thus far."
SPOILER!!: Puck! Quote:
Originally Posted by Optimist
Puck took a steadying breath as Professor Flamsteed asked about the final term. The question had been hitting home lately, but really, her life the rest of her life awaited her after this right? She just smiled a small smile.
“Yeah I think that every experience here has really taught me a lot about myself,” she nodded, “I mean I found out that I’m pretty good with History and I never thought that I’d be decent in History at all really…maybe that’s more because the classes at Salem weren’t as engaging as they are here?” She offered her voice almost paper thin.
“I will miss this place though, it’s become like a second home to me” she nodded. “Are you ready yourself to shape the minds of the students coming in next term?” She asked almost as if trying to dodge his own question.
And THERE was the in he was going to latch on to.
No offence, Miss Grevyson. The astronomer was just used to her deflection techniques over the terms.
"History, huh?" he nodded, completely ignoring her question. Politely, mind you. But not answering it. Not here to discuss him. "You think you want to do something with?"
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