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Originally Posted by hermionesclone Oh, a student? Here to visit him? On the very first day? Merlin, did he know that there were grounds to explore? Mischief to get up to? Combat fighting to be practiced?
Regardless, Roderik watched the young fellow curiously, who was practically marching up to his desk. The confidence was admired but the silence wasn't. It was awkward, y'know? He even cleared his throat to ease the, ah, tension and to see if the boy was going to go ahead and introduce himself. Or should he do the honours?
Oh, and there was a voice to match the face. It's about time, kid. "Nice to meet you, Mr Truebridge. You're the first student to pay me a visit." Truebridge.... truebridge..... why did that name ring a bell in his head? "I doubt you need to know who I am." Cue a cheesy half-smile. ... ... Oh merlin, questions? On the very first day? He surveyed the kid, taking in the backpack he had seen before and the glasses and the level of eagerness he was getting from the boy. He was going to be quizzed and he hadn't prepared.
#yolo? "Sure, what would you like to know?" Well well, it looked like the early bird DID get the worm! Or at least the first peck at the new guy! Haha, bird puns... bird puns... well, David was amused. Inside his own head, of course. On to the questions, since the guy seemed warmer than his office decor... so far...
"Happy to have the honor, Mr. Professor Hirsch, sir. But please, call me Davie." He'd almost called the man Professor Dakest just now, BUT HE WAS NO DAKEST. Not yet! MAYBE NOT EVER! "Actually," David leaned forward a bit, his blue eyes narrowing from behind his spectacles, "I DO need to know who you are. I need to know if we are going to learn about any Dark Creatures this term. And I need to know where you, sir, got your glasses, because they're quite stylish."
ACK! The verbal diarrhea struck again! David hadn't intended for the last bit to come out, but there it was. Out and on the desk. The shiny, shiny orange desk. Dash it all, Hirsch! He'd been distracted by your colorful room.
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