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Felixir · 05-14-2016, 03:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

He leaned back in his chair watching Daxton. He wanted to see if he hit a nerve with his words on the asking for help. Teenagers were the worst thinking it was a pride thing, though he knew plenty of adults that were the same way. It was so hard to swallow the pride and just ask for help. He had been there a time or two. Never for money, but other things. He wouldn't comment any further but his mind was thinking, he was thinking of ways to help Daxton without Daxton realizing.

Not surprised he said nothing to anything that Julien had said, Julien pulled his wand out. Turned it a few times as if thinking about what he was going to do with it and then summomed blank paper and picked up his parchment. He drew a house that was too boxy and lopsided, three stick figures that looked as if they would fall over if placed at the right angle, and then a sun because every picture should have that. He slid it over to be in front of Daxton. "This is the best I can do. I'm not an artist, I dont know how to do any of it. So if you could help me by dong these few tings as well as panting the wall I would greatly appreciate it. " Maybe a different angle was the best way.

He was not giving up.

Even out of the corner of his eye, Daxton noticed the unmistakable motion of a wand being drawn. He tensed up immediately, hand twitching and ready to go for his own wand despite knowing it would be useless, purely out of a reflex to defend himself. But, as was often (but not always) the case, this was not necessary.

For a moment, Daxton could not decide whether he wanted to continue pointedly ignoring the professor, or to watch what he was doing. Ultimately, he looked towards Primeaux right as the drawing was slid over to him.

Daxton blinked, trying to process what he was looking at and just what the professor was playing. A sceptical look on his face, he glanced up at Primeaux, then back at the parchment. In a moment, he had retrieved his pen from the pocket within which he also kept his notebook, and written out a single sentence over the drawing where the 'sky' was supposed to be.

'Why are you attempting to patronise me?'

After pushing the parchment back towards Primeaux, Daxton sat back in his own chair, turning the pen over in his fingers and looking utterly unamused. Whether or not what he had written was actually the case, he was totally convinced of it, and it was one thing he could not abide.

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Felixir Forum Manager Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,173 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yves Flamel Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga He leaned back in his chair watching Daxton. He wanted to see if he hit a nerve with his words on the asking for help. Teenagers were the worst thinking it was a pride thing, though he knew plenty of adults that were the same way. It was so hard to swallow the pride and just ask for help. He had been there a time or two. Never for money, but other things. He wouldn't comment any further but his mind was thinking, he was thinking of ways to help Daxton without Daxton realizing. Not surprised he said nothing to anything that Julien had said, Julien pulled his wand out. Turned it a few times as if thinking about what he was going to do with it and then summomed blank paper and picked up his parchment. He drew a house that was too boxy and lopsided, three stick figures that looked as if they would fall over if placed at the right angle, and then a sun because every picture should have that. He slid it over to be in front of Daxton. "This is the best I can do. I'm not an artist, I dont know how to do any of it. So if you could help me by dong these few tings as well as panting the wall I would greatly appreciate it. " Maybe a different angle was the best way. He was not giving up. Even out of the corner of his eye, Daxton noticed the unmistakable motion of a wand being drawn. He tensed up immediately, hand twitching and ready to go for his own wand despite knowing it would be useless, purely out of a reflex to defend himself. But, as was often (but not always) the case, this was not necessary. For a moment, Daxton could not decide whether he wanted to continue pointedly ignoring the professor, or to watch what he was doing. Ultimately, he looked towards Primeaux right as the drawing was slid over to him. Daxton blinked, trying to process what he was looking at and just what the professor was playing. A sceptical look on his face, he glanced up at Primeaux, then back at the parchment. In a moment, he had retrieved his pen from the pocket within which he also kept his notebook, and written out a single sentence over the drawing where the 'sky' was supposed to be. 'Why are you attempting to patronise me?' After pushing the parchment back towards Primeaux, Daxton sat back in his own chair, turning the pen over in his fingers and looking utterly unamused. Whether or not what he had written was actually the case, he was totally convinced of it, and it was one thing he could not abide. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!