 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
Atlas was about to follow up with a WHY to that statement, because when you were trying to make a valid point you NEEDED evidence and facts to back up your claims, but the professor was giving him one of those LOOKS that adults gave when they were done with a topic of conversation. In this Gryffindor's experience, that tended to be when he had mum or dad backed into a corner and had managed to poke enough holes in logics that they just wanted to wrap up the conversation. The Gryffindor's suggestion still stood that there ought to be more specifications as to what constituted as 'school appropriate'.
But at least one thing was clear, he could use this to his advantage when Aries came at him about wearing something like this next year.
And also maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe the professor was invalidating the severity that was bovinophobia. BUT did he know that more people were killed by cows in a year than sharks? It was like FIVE TIMES the number of people even. Sharks were horribly misunderstood and judged by their appearances.
Did Atlas want to continue the conversation in the man's office? Not particularly. He had got enough from this interaction to confirm that appropriate and distraction were subjective terms...and he had better understanding to how that translated to Professor Carton. Hmmm...
Zoned out a bit while class carried on, he tuned back in when the task was assigned and arts and crafts were one of the last things he thought he would be doing but..he wasn't going to complain. He got to work with his hands (his spell arsenal didn't really have anything that came to mind that he would find applicable in this context) and go for a bit of self expression. Though he had no real angle that he was inclined towards at the moment. So Atlas jumped up and over to the supplies, grabbing a random assortment in his dinosaur arms, and then back to his desk to drop it all off...and the lid on one of the glitters he had scooped up and it all came pouring out and over his desk...and on the floor...and then there were glittery dinosaur tracks in the classroom.
__________________
When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ...........
this is our time to own it, so own it.....................................
baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes |