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BanaBatGirl · 05-17-2020, 04:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Fine.

That was all he got. Fine how? Could he be doing much better than he currently was. Was he on par with all of his work and doing everything really well. So many questions came along with a simple answer, such as 'fine'. Maybe Williamson was trying to get rid of him quickly and that was the reason for his short reply.

Lukas wasn't sure what to think. Should he ask if he could elaborate on the meaning of 'fine' a little more? Whatever it was he was going to do, he was taking much to long to do it. He ended up with his mouth half open to speak just as the man beside him asked him a question.

Huh? The small Ravenclaw closed his mouth, blinking a couple of time. Creatures. He was being asked if he liked working with them. Of course he did. It would be really sad if he didn't since he mainly grew up around them. There was an immediate smile on his face as he answered. "Yes, Sir. I've been around a lot of different types of creatures for as long as I can remember." He was good with them all and could easily follow directions if the professor ever found himself in need of any assistance in tending to the creatures in the barns or the sanctuary.

Oh! Well, this was good then. William had been expecting a different answer for some reason, maybe because the boy had been a little hesitant around the wampus kittens, or so he recalled. "Which ones do you remember working with, and enjoying in particular?" His brow furrowed as he considered a job for Lukas. He was such a small kid still. Could he handle the task WWW had in mind for him? Because he was always looking to hand off to his work to someone else ~~it was the Slytherin way, after all.~~

BUT, more importantly, WWW thought that giving kids a hands-on task helped them learn and see there was more to Hogwarts than just their grades.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

"It’s just a bit longer, hang on Elena," Cole reassured his cat as he sprinted over the grounds from the castle with his sick cat in his arms. It was on a sunday morning after breakfast and luckily he didn’t have any lessons he needed to go to and considering his deep worry for his cats health, that had worsened over the last couple of days, he would have skipped them if had had any, no questions asked. Elena came first. Cole loved her, she had quickly taken a place in his heart, and he wasn’t going to lose her too like he had done his rats. Professor Williamson had to help him there was no other option.

Making a screeching halt outside the hut Cole raised one had to knock on the door three times. Looking down at his cat he murmured as he gave her a careful scratch between the ears. "If he isn’t in, we won’t leave until he comes."

Elena was not content in her hoomans arms. She wanted to barf up everything she had eaten today, which in fact wasn’t a lot but she hadn't showed her hooman that. Food didn’t interest her anymore. She just wanted to sleep.

Williamson was currently slumped on his stomach on the leather couch, half hanging on and half hanging off the thing as he dozed under a pile of student papers. Well, the papers HAD been on him, earlier. Now they were scattered all over the floor, amongst a few cans and bottles and mugs that all belonged to WWW and were evidence of him having a very nice pity party the night before.

Sunday mornings were meant to be enjoyed SLOWLY, not with all this.... urgent knocking and nonsense from outside his door. Plus, wasn't ONE knock enough? THREE KNOCKS? What in the name of Rubeus Hagrid's pink umbrella was going on out there? He popped one eye open but didn't move off the couch yet. Instead, he let out a foul-smelling burp and raised his head a few centimeters off the couch.

"WHO'S THERE?" He definitely bellowed that loud enough for the knocker to hear.

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Claudine blinked. What? was not the type of greeting she had expected from any professor. A judgy look passed over her face. “Hello, Professor.’’ The Snakette stressed on her words. See? This was a proper greeting. “Oh. This is Sammy but I call him Samm.’’ The rat twitched its whiskers in Williamson’s direction. “Are you busy? I’d really like to pick your brain about something.’’ Eager. Claudine was eager to have a discussion about a career in the magical creatures field. Because of this excitement, she had a feeling that her questions might be all over the place. Williamson should be able to make sense of it all though, right? Surely he had lots of experience with questions of the sort she had in mind?

"Oh come on then, Blaze." William caught the judgmental expression from this Slytherin and opened his door wider, though he wasn't being warm and sunshiney just yet. It went against his tough man attitude for the year. "I was just busy...ing myself by making a cuppa. Ya want one?" He left the door open for her to enter (and close it behind her) and went back to where he'd left his tea.

Also, because he wasn't THAT rude, he nodded to Sammy. From here, by the sink, a safe distance away from the rat. It was nothing personal against rats, but WWW thought of them as food for other pets, not actual pets themselves, even if they were as well-behaved as Samm. If it were up to him, he'd strike rats from the list of Hogwarts-approved animals and replace it with crups.

But he wouldn't tell Claudine that. He'd heard about her and her crups and didn't want to be labeled a bad influence on the students ~~this early in the year~~.

05-17-2020, 04:16 AM	#12 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	by the power of timelines invested in me (iStole that from ArianaBlack, u know her?) Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Fine. That was all he got. Fine how? Could he be doing much better than he currently was. Was he on par with all of his work and doing everything really well. So many questions came along with a simple answer, such as 'fine'. Maybe Williamson was trying to get rid of him quickly and that was the reason for his short reply. Lukas wasn't sure what to think. Should he ask if he could elaborate on the meaning of 'fine' a little more? Whatever it was he was going to do, he was taking much to long to do it. He ended up with his mouth half open to speak just as the man beside him asked him a question. Huh? The small Ravenclaw closed his mouth, blinking a couple of time. Creatures. He was being asked if he liked working with them. Of course he did. It would be really sad if he didn't since he mainly grew up around them. There was an immediate smile on his face as he answered. "Yes, Sir. I've been around a lot of different types of creatures for as long as I can remember." He was good with them all and could easily follow directions if the professor ever found himself in need of any assistance in tending to the creatures in the barns or the sanctuary. Oh! Well, this was good then. William had been expecting a different answer for some reason, maybe because the boy had been a little hesitant around the wampus kittens, or so he recalled. "Which ones do you remember working with, and enjoying in particular?" His brow furrowed as he considered a job for Lukas. He was such a small kid still. Could he handle the task WWW had in mind for him? Because he was always looking to hand off to his work to someone else ~~it was the Slytherin way, after all.~~ BUT, more importantly, WWW thought that giving kids a hands-on task helped them learn and see there was more to Hogwarts than just their grades. Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch "It’s just a bit longer, hang on Elena," Cole reassured his cat as he sprinted over the grounds from the castle with his sick cat in his arms. It was on a sunday morning after breakfast and luckily he didn’t have any lessons he needed to go to and considering his deep worry for his cats health, that had worsened over the last couple of days, he would have skipped them if had had any, no questions asked. Elena came first. Cole loved her, she had quickly taken a place in his heart, and he wasn’t going to lose her too like he had done his rats. Professor Williamson had to help him there was no other option. Making a screeching halt outside the hut Cole raised one had to knock on the door three times. Looking down at his cat he murmured as he gave her a careful scratch between the ears. "If he isn’t in, we won’t leave until he comes." Elena was not content in her hoomans arms. She wanted to barf up everything she had eaten today, which in fact wasn’t a lot but she hadn't showed her hooman that. Food didn’t interest her anymore. She just wanted to sleep. Williamson was currently slumped on his stomach on the leather couch, half hanging on and half hanging off the thing as he dozed under a pile of student papers. Well, the papers HAD been on him, earlier. Now they were scattered all over the floor, amongst a few cans and bottles and mugs that all belonged to WWW and were evidence of him having a very nice pity party the night before. Sunday mornings were meant to be enjoyed SLOWLY, not with all this.... urgent knocking and nonsense from outside his door. Plus, wasn't ONE knock enough? THREE KNOCKS? What in the name of Rubeus Hagrid's pink umbrella was going on out there? He popped one eye open but didn't move off the couch yet. Instead, he let out a foul-smelling burp and raised his head a few centimeters off the couch. "WHO'S THERE?" He definitely bellowed that loud enough for the knocker to hear. Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Claudine blinked. What? was not the type of greeting she had expected from any professor. A judgy look passed over her face. “Hello, Professor.’’ The Snakette stressed on her words. See? This was a proper greeting. “Oh. This is Sammy but I call him Samm.’’ The rat twitched its whiskers in Williamson’s direction. “Are you busy? I’d really like to pick your brain about something.’’ Eager. Claudine was eager to have a discussion about a career in the magical creatures field. Because of this excitement, she had a feeling that her questions might be all over the place. Williamson should be able to make sense of it all though, right? Surely he had lots of experience with questions of the sort she had in mind? "Oh come on then, Blaze." William caught the judgmental expression from this Slytherin and opened his door wider, though he wasn't being warm and sunshiney just yet. It went against his tough man attitude for the year. "I was just busy...ing myself by making a cuppa. Ya want one?" He left the door open for her to enter (and close it behind her) and went back to where he'd left his tea. Also, because he wasn't THAT rude, he nodded to Sammy. From here, by the sink, a safe distance away from the rat. It was nothing personal against rats, but WWW thought of them as food for other pets, not actual pets themselves, even if they were as well-behaved as Samm. If it were up to him, he'd strike rats from the list of Hogwarts-approved animals and replace it with crups. But he wouldn't tell Claudine that. He'd heard about her and her crups and didn't want to be labeled a bad influence on the students ~~this early in the year~~. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind