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sweetpinkpixie · 06-30-2022, 05:28 AM

Atlas would not constitute it as drama, professor. More like standard human interactions and personalities clashing. For the record. Not that anyone had asked him.

Also, Lisa was one of the more transparent people he knew...so...just putting THAT out there. Straightening just a bit, his eyes crossed as the candy was presented to him...and his stomach twisted in a pit of guilt. "...I didn't mean to take your brother's gift to you," he murmured back, brow creasing a bit. IF he knew she were thinking such things over a single piece of candy...there would be some very bold opinions shared too. "It's fine," he added as a gentle refusal, coiling his fingers around her offering and gingerly pushing her fingers back towards her palm - so she could keep it. Giving the back of her hand a couple of pat pats with his fingers before straightening and returning to his seat more properly. He offered Lisa a small smile and and tiny nonchalant shrug of the shoulders. He could not really offer all that much more as class began.

And...oof. Well. This hit a nerve. He knew precisely what it felt like to be silenced, which was a form of losing one's inability to speak aaaaaaand since the professor had not exactly specified the 'how'...it had Atlas' mind reeling. He wished he had just stayed in bed.

But, he was TRYING to be a good sport. Ish. If you squinted and looked sideways at him. So...up went his hand and OOF went his heart.

"Depends on how the ability was taken," Atlas offered, vaguely. "We've probably all experience some sort of temporary voice loss from a bag cold, gestures or writing things down work just fine to counteract such things. But..." He hesitated, ironically, his bright blue eyes glancing around sheepishly and his shoulders folding in somewhat. "...never mind...just that, professor."

...the irony of what he had just done to himself was NOT lost on him, for the record.

06-30-2022, 05:28 AM	#18 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,054 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Atlas would not constitute it as drama, professor. More like standard human interactions and personalities clashing. For the record. Not that anyone had asked him. Also, Lisa was one of the more transparent people he knew...so...just putting THAT out there. Straightening just a bit, his eyes crossed as the candy was presented to him...and his stomach twisted in a pit of guilt. "...I didn't mean to take your brother's gift to you," he murmured back, brow creasing a bit. IF he knew she were thinking such things over a single piece of candy...there would be some very bold opinions shared too. "It's fine," he added as a gentle refusal, coiling his fingers around her offering and gingerly pushing her fingers back towards her palm - so she could keep it. Giving the back of her hand a couple of pat pats with his fingers before straightening and returning to his seat more properly. He offered Lisa a small smile and and tiny nonchalant shrug of the shoulders. He could not really offer all that much more as class began. And...oof. Well. This hit a nerve. He knew precisely what it felt like to be silenced, which was a form of losing one's inability to speak aaaaaaand since the professor had not exactly specified the 'how'...it had Atlas' mind reeling. He wished he had just stayed in bed. But, he was TRYING to be a good sport. Ish. If you squinted and looked sideways at him. So...up went his hand and OOF went his heart. "Depends on how the ability was taken," Atlas offered, vaguely. "We've probably all experience some sort of temporary voice loss from a bag cold, gestures or writing things down work just fine to counteract such things. But..." He hesitated, ironically, his bright blue eyes glancing around sheepishly and his shoulders folding in somewhat. "...never mind...just that, professor." ...the irony of what he had just done to himself was NOT lost on him, for the record. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like