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The hustle and bustle continued as one of her housemates cawed at the other and, for the most part, Mitsuki continued to observe things. There was a certain flutter with the appearance of Ashley Fox, but it was a flutter laced with a certain disappointment that the third year would rather not reflect upon further. There was merely a small twitch of the lips to reciprocate the smile before her eyes fell upon other happenings and the Nam unit posing questions of mandatory pleasantries. "Not particularly," she responded to the older Nam. She was neither glad nor sad about being back here at Hogwarts and was a pleasant and comfortable neutral about it. Last term had left her feeling disappointed as her expectations that there would be a poltergeist infestation or at very least a more meaningful haunting had been dispersed by the reveal that it had all been the word of a sphinx. Her eyes drifted to the younger name, the question causing her to pause for a moment to consider just how her summer had been. Productive came to mind, though it was not the most accurate of descriptors to use for the accomplishments she had achieved in her performance calligraphy. It had also been concerning, her sister absolutely beside herself in the absence of her boyfriend who was among those held captive in Atlantis, and despite seeking some sort of guidance from both Mercer and Perseus, Mitsuki had been unable to find a temporary solution to an on-going problem. "I am not sure," she answered honestly after careful consideration.
She did attempt a slightly broader smile to the new first year, but her attention was soon caught by the arrival of Peeves over at the Hufflepuff table as he boisterously inquired who wanted to play a game. Alas, she had only spent all of last year yearning and following clues around Hogwarts with Aiden, Mercer, and Rhett (individually) in the pursuit of such an opportunity only to find herself denied once again now.
Hufflepuffs were so lucky. Perhaps she needed to find herself a porcelain teapot and chip it just so.
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SO...maybe this was a bad move. He could feel eyes on him all scattered about the Ravenclaw table - and everyone knew that eagles had really GOOD eyesight - but it was entirely too late for backtracking now. He did, however, offer the new little Ravenclaw a quick back and forth of his hand, a swivel at the wrist really, and little toothy smile that bordered on a smirk before feeling the BURN from the gaze of one Evan Nam.
Did Evan...know things? Did he know what Remy had told him (him being Atlas) as fact? Did any of it even really matter considering...well...anyway. Whatever.
There was a subconscious flinch at the 'At' calling from Lisa and her mystifying enthusiasm. For a moment, he thought that she had almost forgotten about the whole incident - which, at this point, would NOT surprise him and he released the breath he had not realized he had been holding until she took it from him. "I mean..." he began, straightening a bit and rubbing the back of his neck with the back of his hand while shrugging his shoulders simultaneously. "No lies detected there."
...yeah...nice molehill he was turning into a mountain over here.
The moment of ego stroking aside (and he DID take great pride in his metallurgy and metal charming efforts), the Gryffindor slipped his hands into his pockets again and rocked back on his feet. Thankfully the set of metal match sticks from Nemesis were still in there so he could keep his fingers occupied and his mind sharp.
"Nah, thanks, I'm good," he replied with a shake of the head at the offering of confectionary. "Was just keen to get this to you. I should bounce to my house table before the headmaster..." Who seemed to have just entered the Great Hall and was now over at the Slytherin table. "...does his thing." His head turned a bit, back to the newly Sorted and offered a bit more of a smile this time. "Welcome to Hogwarts," he spoke with a completely unnecessary wink. "Have a good rest of your start-of-term feast...all...everyone...see you around..."
And with that sloppy farewell to the Ravenclaw table in general, Atlas pivoted and began to head back to the Gryffindor table when he spotted Peeves and...well...it was a reminder that the sixth year really needed to make sure that his stash of stolen collected fireworks was stored safely and maybe not just in a box under his bed back in the dormitory.
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