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2111jen · 09-05-2018, 11:05 PM

SPOILER!!: Professor Wayland

Quote:

Originally Posted by Suziella

Not too soon after he had arrived, Gaston had made his way onto the pitch. he was in all black as usual. They really needed to put some color into his wardrobe. Black was such a depressing color. "Morning, Gaston." Was all he could muster to say to the man. He was pretty angry still after last nights events, and now THIS. He had so many things he needed to get done. Running around the pitch was a waste of time.

Soon enough he noticed the new Diviniation Professor. He was oddly happy...which wasn't surprising seeing as he was in Scrimgeour's pocket. He would not be getting a greeting from Tristan. A nod would suffice, besides, he was pretty sure the greeting was for the students. The man hadn't made any attempts to speak to any of the Professors last night.

Tristan, overhearing the instructions Scrimgeour gave to Kaysha, was suddenly bubbling over with anger. It was good that he had the common sense not to say anything, no matter how badly he wanted to tell that git where he could stick his running. Clenching his jaw as well as his fists, he took a deep shaky breath, and turned away from the man.

Tristan listened as he made further instructions to the students. Five. FIVE BLOODY LAPS around the pitch. This was insanity. He wondered what the consequences would be if he chose to stand in the middle of the pitch in protest...but decided he would rather not find out.

Before he could get his mood right, he heard his name and turned to find Foster. He gave the man a very strained and stony smile. "Professor Davis." He said with a nod, before noticing that Kalen had been standing next to him. Instant relief rushed through him...but not enough to deplete him of the anger that had built up.

Tristan pursed his lips trying to hide the grin caused from Kalen's very loud snort when the new headmaster told them they had to run as well. When Kalen suggest they walk, however, the grin escaped completely.

"Shall we?" Tristan gestured with his arm to Kay and Kalen as if to say 'go ahead' and plastered a mischievous grin on his face. This was going to be an interesting morning for sure.

Tristan suddenly heard a student voice refusing to run and then bringing up his name. He quickly looked around to see where the voice was coming from when he saw Skyler. He appreciated the gesture, but wouldn't let her get into trouble on his account. "Skyler, thank you. Why don't you walk with me and Professor Kennedy, huh?" He wasn't going to give that man a reason to discipline her. "Come on." He nodded his head to the left to get her going and get out of the other man's vision.

Skyler nodded. "Okay," she said quickly.
She then went with Professor Wayland careful not to look at the head master's face. What she did back there might have been a mistake but she did not regret it either. She hated that man, from the moment he stood up and made the announcement about him being the headmaster till now. She hated the way he acted, the way he talked, the way he carried himself, everything.

09-05-2018, 11:05 PM	#93 (permalink)
2111jen DMC Puffskein Join Date: Nov 2011 Location: Hogwarts :) Posts: 1,351 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ally Rory Slytherin First Year	Professor Wayland Stay Free SPOILER!!: Professor Wayland Quote: Originally Posted by Suziella Not too soon after he had arrived, Gaston had made his way onto the pitch. he was in all black as usual. They really needed to put some color into his wardrobe. Black was such a depressing color. "Morning, Gaston." Was all he could muster to say to the man. He was pretty angry still after last nights events, and now THIS. He had so many things he needed to get done. Running around the pitch was a waste of time. Soon enough he noticed the new Diviniation Professor. He was oddly happy...which wasn't surprising seeing as he was in Scrimgeour's pocket. He would not be getting a greeting from Tristan. A nod would suffice, besides, he was pretty sure the greeting was for the students. The man hadn't made any attempts to speak to any of the Professors last night. Tristan, overhearing the instructions Scrimgeour gave to Kaysha, was suddenly bubbling over with anger. It was good that he had the common sense not to say anything, no matter how badly he wanted to tell that git where he could stick his running. Clenching his jaw as well as his fists, he took a deep shaky breath, and turned away from the man. Tristan listened as he made further instructions to the students. Five. FIVE BLOODY LAPS around the pitch. This was insanity. He wondered what the consequences would be if he chose to stand in the middle of the pitch in protest...but decided he would rather not find out. Before he could get his mood right, he heard his name and turned to find Foster. He gave the man a very strained and stony smile. "Professor Davis." He said with a nod, before noticing that Kalen had been standing next to him. Instant relief rushed through him...but not enough to deplete him of the anger that had built up. Tristan pursed his lips trying to hide the grin caused from Kalen's very loud snort when the new headmaster told them they had to run as well. When Kalen suggest they walk, however, the grin escaped completely. "Shall we?" Tristan gestured with his arm to Kay and Kalen as if to say 'go ahead' and plastered a mischievous grin on his face. This was going to be an interesting morning for sure. Tristan suddenly heard a student voice refusing to run and then bringing up his name. He quickly looked around to see where the voice was coming from when he saw Skyler. He appreciated the gesture, but wouldn't let her get into trouble on his account. "Skyler, thank you. Why don't you walk with me and Professor Kennedy, huh?" He wasn't going to give that man a reason to discipline her. "Come on." He nodded his head to the left to get her going and get out of the other man's vision. Skyler nodded. "Okay," she said quickly. She then went with Professor Wayland careful not to look at the head master's face. What she did back there might have been a mistake but she did not regret it either. She hated that man, from the moment he stood up and made the announcement about him being the headmaster till now. She hated the way he acted, the way he talked, the way he carried himself, everything.