06-03-2018, 07:18 PM
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Jarvey
Join Date: Dec 2017 Location: Room of Requirement
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Daehyun "Daniel" Yoon Third Year | Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 "That's very interesting. Healthy snacks these are too.'' They must be healthy because for a fact, the owl that had just departed definitely liked them. "Fancy having a job in the future making food and snacks for animals, Mr. Yoon?'' Kay asked, still rather much interested. This time, she was curious about the kiddo himself.
She laughed softly. "How on earth did you find that out?'' was the question as a hand fished around in one of her pockets for a pen. "Did she attack someone when they did that?'' On the envelope, Kay scribbled 'PS: Do NOT touch the owl.' Now she grinned over to Felicis. "Fear not. Jordan wouldn't touch your pretty feathers. Are you ready to do this delivery for me?'' She did not just open that topic. Oh, if only professor Stewart knew that he could talk her ears off if she prodded any longer. He couldn't keep his grin at bay, his eyes basically disappearing into small crescents. "I'd like to do a lot more!" Though she had given him an idea to start his own line of products - how cool would that be? "I've wanted to become a magizoologist since before I learned how to read. Although... I'm not sure if I should specialize in anything in particular." He wanted to work with all sorts of creatures. Preferably those with the most dangerous M.O.M classification.
He giggled at professor Stewart's question. "I experienced it first-hand, plenty of times," he said, his fingers moving to rub the side of her neck. Felicis immediately fluffed up her feathers and leaned into his touch. No matter how dangerous or mean a creature was, you just had to find their soft spot. "She's only nice to me now because I'm the one with the treats." Ahh, the power of the treats. As professor Stewart addressed Felicis, the owl hooted happily and fluttered her wings once, nearly slapping Daehyun in the face in the process, ready to accept the letter.
"Do you have any pets, professor?" He was digging his own grave with that question, as schoolgirl squeals would likely follow and she would classify him as the king of weird, but he was curious.
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