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Ameh · 03-10-2016, 03:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Jessiqua

Art closed the door behind the young man, and walked over to his desk. He noticed Mr. Song looking around his office, and gave him some time to do so.

And then the young man came out of his curious state and spoke. Art nodded and gestured to the chair "Sit down if you'd like," he said, whilst he did the same thing. Some questions. Art rested his elbows on the arm rests of his chair, and grasped his hands together. "Sure, sure... uhh Ask-ask away," he said with a smile.

Right. Sitting. Jaemin looked around the office again before sinking into the chair on the other side of the desk. The small Slytherin looked at the professor for a very, very long moment, sitting forward on the seat and gripping at the sides of it next to his skinny legs. He'd totally forgotten how to word the questions he had... and now he was sort of floundering, because the whole memory of the poison class was still too recent.

"I didn't get to try making the antidote in class... because of the um... the thing..." you know. The poison that wasn't poison. The small boy detached one hand from the chair and rubbed at the back of his head, frowning a little. The entire thing still bothered him quite a bit. Even if it had been destined to fail... if he had let Elliot drink the stuff first, he would have had a chance to try. But he hadn't, and by the time his turn had come around he'd been too out of focus to manage it. "I wanted to try."

That wasn't all he had come to ask about, but it was one of the things. He looked at Professor Newton, trying not to let his discomfort show, and squirmed a little in his seat. He wanted to try to make it, but he couldn't just go do it.

03-10-2016, 03:00 AM	#21 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	I'm so sorry I'm awful and slow ;; <3 ♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Jessiqua Art closed the door behind the young man, and walked over to his desk. He noticed Mr. Song looking around his office, and gave him some time to do so. And then the young man came out of his curious state and spoke. Art nodded and gestured to the chair "Sit down if you'd like," he said, whilst he did the same thing. Some questions. Art rested his elbows on the arm rests of his chair, and grasped his hands together. "Sure, sure... uhh Ask-ask away," he said with a smile. Right. Sitting. Jaemin looked around the office again before sinking into the chair on the other side of the desk. The small Slytherin looked at the professor for a very, very long moment, sitting forward on the seat and gripping at the sides of it next to his skinny legs. He'd totally forgotten how to word the questions he had... and now he was sort of floundering, because the whole memory of the poison class was still too recent. "I didn't get to try making the antidote in class... because of the um... the thing..." you know. The poison that wasn't poison. The small boy detached one hand from the chair and rubbed at the back of his head, frowning a little. The entire thing still bothered him quite a bit. Even if it had been destined to fail... if he had let Elliot drink the stuff first, he would have had a chance to try. But he hadn't, and by the time his turn had come around he'd been too out of focus to manage it. "I wanted to try." That wasn't all he had come to ask about, but it was one of the things. He looked at Professor Newton, trying not to let his discomfort show, and squirmed a little in his seat. He wanted to try to make it, but he couldn't just go do it.