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Tazenhani · 02-18-2016, 07:27 PM

SPOILER!!: XD You're too kind to her

See, that wasn't really an answer. It was a bit like beating around a bush with a broom. He hadn't answered her direct question, and Amur was of the mindset of letting him know just as much. However, technically, his answer was right and there wasn't much that she could hold onto in that regard.

A discontent huff let her and she averted her eyes briefly. Her hold only tightened on her wand. Determination seeped into her and she returned her gaze to meet his eyes as levelly as she could manage. "Write me up, or boil me in a stew?"

That's right. She still wasn't entirely convinced this wasn't the hag in hiding. After all, there were things called pensives, weren't there?

02-18-2016, 07:27 PM	#75 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: XD You're too kind to her Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack ... So they were still at it then? Barefoot looked like she wasn't about to let her guard down anytime soon. And as amusing as this all was, there was clearly something bothering her. Her eyes, they said it all. The scrutinizing look, as if she felt threatened. And though he couldn't see the cold sweat that was trickling down her spine, he could see how alert she stood. A tiger ready to pounce. If she had fur, it would be standing upright. He was still amused, but not entirely anymore. There was real concern she was feeling here and he felt a trickle of it too. So he raised his brows, leaning back easily in his chair. *"As a Professor, I'm glad to see you chose to wear shoes this time."* He nodded at her feet. "You got off easy in the barn. And here you had me thinking I'd have to write you up for violating dress code again." So to answer her previous question: She wasn't wearing anything on her feet when they first met. So she could stop gripping her wand like that. Thing ought to break with that tight of a hold. See, that wasn't really an answer. It was a bit like beating around a bush with a broom. He hadn't answered her direct question, and Amur was of the mindset of letting him know just as much. However, technically, his answer was right and there wasn't much that she could hold onto in that regard. A discontent huff let her and she averted her eyes briefly. Her hold only tightened on her wand. Determination seeped into her and she returned her gaze to meet his eyes as levelly as she could manage. "Write me up, or boil me in a stew?" That's right. She still wasn't entirely convinced this wasn't the hag in hiding. After all, there were things called pensives, weren't there? __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.