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Felixir · 11-14-2016, 01:10 AM

SPOILER!!: hirrrsch

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermionesclone

It wasn't probably a good thing that Daxton was keeping any sarcastic answers to himself because, yes, that really would've gotten him into a lot of trouble, even if he was talking to a man who secretly loved sassy answers. Just ask Dante Barrington.

Right now, Hirsch was starting to feel quite a bit frustrated. He kept glancing down at Daxton and the notebook on his lap, as if he was searching for the first sign which told him that he was going to get an answer. But no. Nothing. Instead, the boy just looking at him, as if the words had gone through one ear and out the other. It was starting to feel too much like he was talking to a brick wall and the man didn't like that.

So, he took a raised his eyebrows at the boy and decided to continue onwards, hoping that he was actually listening along. "If you have any student you're close to, try and talk to them about any issues you may be having. You might find that it helps you more than not." A good friend, mind you. "If not, consider the therapy. Only any life-threatening issues will get back to me so everything is confidential."[/B

What was that? An answer? Finally. At least it told him that he wasn't just talking to himself here. And what was more, this answer was probably the most useful answer he had gotten so far. It told him everything he needed to know about the Ravenclaw's reflex technique, something that was very important in terms of defence.

He liked to fight? Huh.

"I have some punching bags in the Training Area if you wanted to vent out your feelings by fighting. Or the dummies, even." They could be replaced but human beings? Not so much. "But I can't let this behaviour continue. You need to find a good outlet for your fighting instinct and not let it out on other people. As stupid and unrealistic as this sounds, Hogwarts is meant to be a safe place and while there are times when it's not," Something he wasn't really pleased about. "You picking fights isn't helping. Do that in the real world and you might find yourself facing someone you'll regret crossing and then you'll be in much deeper trouble than you are right now."

Pause.

"Consider this your very last warning. I do not want to hear that you've gotten into another fight or have done much worse otherwise the consequences will be severe." He fixed Daxton with a look to show that he wasn't joking either. "Take these few weeks to take a breather, if you need to. And try to put in some more effort into your schoolwork." Who knows, it could give him the distraction he needs.

"If you don't want to discuss anything else, you may go."

The more Hirsch spoke, the more tempted Daxton was to throw the notebook right at his stupid, attractive head. He just would not let the matter drop, would he? All this 'therapy' rubbish - even the word put Daxton on guard - and talking things through with people. He had done that, hadn't he? Sort of. Not really. But Char knew plenty about him, and Daxton had not exactly done a lot of opening up there. She tended to guess, and guess correctly, and that was as close to any of that as he was ever willing to go.

Really, if Hirsch thought that taking aggression out on one of the practice dummies was any substitute for a real fight, he was sorely mistaken. Daxton thought back to one of his first Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons with Hirsch, wherein he had done just that, and practically beaten the innards out of the dummies they had been fighting sans magic. All it had done was rile him up, draw the anger and the aggression to the surface, and left him to find a better way to deal with it after the class had ended.

It would have been hard not to laugh at Hirsch's comment about the 'real world', had Daxton not been so invariably impassive in his outward expressions. There was an implication there that he had never experienced the 'real world', or its consequences, which was just so... funny.

'Very last warning', 'consequences will be severe', yes, yes, Daxton did not doubt any of that. What he lacked was the ability to care about it.

No, nothing more he wanted to discuss. He had been very slightly tempted to bring up the topic of Legilimency, trying again with a different professor than last time, but ultimately, Daxton was still unwilling to ask for any sort of help. He considered the meeting done, and was quite ready to leave this appallingly decorated office. Without a single word - written or spoken - he got to his feet and walked straight back through the door. Perhaps he still had some time to find some of his regular customers to sell some sweets to before everyone disappeared off to their common rooms.

11-14-2016, 01:10 AM	#28 (permalink)
Felixir Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,138 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 SPOILER!!: hirrrsch Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone It wasn't probably a good thing that Daxton was keeping any sarcastic answers to himself because, yes, that really would've gotten him into a lot of trouble, even if he was talking to a man who secretly loved sassy answers. Just ask Dante Barrington. Right now, Hirsch was starting to feel quite a bit frustrated. He kept glancing down at Daxton and the notebook on his lap, as if he was searching for the first sign which told him that he was going to get an answer. But no. Nothing. Instead, the boy just looking at him, as if the words had gone through one ear and out the other. It was starting to feel too much like he was talking to a brick wall and the man didn't like that. So, he took a raised his eyebrows at the boy and decided to continue onwards, hoping that he was actually listening along. "If you have any student you're close to, try and talk to them about any issues you may be having. You might find that it helps you more than not." A good friend, mind you. "If not, consider the therapy. Only any life-threatening issues will get back to me so everything is confidential."[/B What was that? An answer? Finally. At least it told him that he wasn't just talking to himself here. And what was more, this answer was probably the most useful answer he had gotten so far. It told him everything he needed to know about the Ravenclaw's reflex technique, something that was very important in terms of defence. He liked to fight? Huh. "I have some punching bags in the Training Area if you wanted to vent out your feelings by fighting. Or the dummies, even." They could be replaced but human beings? Not so much. "But I can't let this behaviour continue. You need to find a good outlet for your fighting instinct and not let it out on other people. As stupid and unrealistic as this sounds, Hogwarts is meant to be a safe place and while there are times when it's not," Something he wasn't really pleased about. "You picking fights isn't helping. Do that in the real world and you might find yourself facing someone you'll regret crossing and then you'll be in much deeper trouble than you are right now." Pause. "Consider this your very last warning. I do not want to hear that you've gotten into another fight or have done much worse otherwise the consequences will be severe." He fixed Daxton with a look to show that he wasn't joking either. "Take these few weeks to take a breather, if you need to. And try to put in some more effort into your schoolwork." Who knows, it could give him the distraction he needs. "If you don't want to discuss anything else, you may go." The more Hirsch spoke, the more tempted Daxton was to throw the notebook right at his stupid, attractive head. He just would not let the matter drop, would he? All this 'therapy' rubbish - even the word put Daxton on guard - and talking things through with people. He had done that, hadn't he? Sort of. Not really. But Char knew plenty about him, and Daxton had not exactly done a lot of opening up there. She tended to guess, and guess correctly, and that was as close to any of that as he was ever willing to go. Really, if Hirsch thought that taking aggression out on one of the practice dummies was any substitute for a real fight, he was sorely mistaken. Daxton thought back to one of his first Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons with Hirsch, wherein he had done just that, and practically beaten the innards out of the dummies they had been fighting sans magic. All it had done was rile him up, draw the anger and the aggression to the surface, and left him to find a better way to deal with it after the class had ended. It would have been hard not to laugh at Hirsch's comment about the 'real world', had Daxton not been so invariably impassive in his outward expressions. There was an implication there that he had never experienced the 'real world', or its consequences, which was just so... funny. 'Very last warning', 'consequences will be severe', yes, yes, Daxton did not doubt any of that. What he lacked was the ability to care about it. No, nothing more he wanted to discuss. He had been very slightly tempted to bring up the topic of Legilimency, trying again with a different professor than last time, but ultimately, Daxton was still unwilling to ask for any sort of help. He considered the meeting done, and was quite ready to leave this appallingly decorated office. Without a single word - written or spoken - he got to his feet and walked straight back through the door. Perhaps he still had some time to find some of his regular customers to sell some sweets to before everyone disappeared off to their common rooms. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!