With a crinkled expression, Sloane watched as her wand was batted away playfully, a small smile spreading across her face now. Briefly, she did turn away from the panda to shoot whomever (Emma) had just tried to chastise her a look of distsain but her attention was quickly back on Professor Panda.
Having only looked away for a second, Sloane turned around just in time to catch the panda making a grab for her wand. Loath to give up her wand unless necessary, she pulled it back, wagging her finger at Professor Panda. “No, thank you,” her voice the same level of sternness that she’d use whenever her owl Circe was reluctant to give up something she shouldn’t have.
Wand clutched in her hand, Sloane took a step back as the panda moved, watching with the same small smile as it transformed into Professor Paton. “sORRY for waking you Professor. I figured you didn’t want to sleep through the whole of the lesson.” This wasn’t strictly true. She’d mainly poked the Professor because it had seemed fun and harmless, but it was always good to have an excuse.
Taking her place with the other students, she listened carefully, her expression somewhat amused as the Professor called her out for her antics in front of the class. She took in the answers of the other students, listening to how she shouldn’t go poking things because it might attack or becuase… blah blah blah. Sure, part of her knew that it wasn’t smart but an even bigger part of her needed to know what would happen if she did that thing that the others were scared of. What would happen if she poked a sleeping red panda? Besides, it wasn’t like she was actually in any danger. It was Professor Panda, not an acrom-big spider. Only partly addressing the first question, Sloane chose to focus her attention on the second part. “I’m sure I read somewhere that there were giants? Or half-giants? Can you imagine poking one of those!?!,” with a small sigh however, she continued. “I guess, like everyone else said, some creatures are dangerous and it would be stupid to poke them. Interesting to see what happens so like, if you could poke them from a distance, maybe with like a really long stick that’s you’re levitating from behind a tree, that might work. But no, you shouldn’t poke things.” tHERE! She could be serious, her eyes now drifting to where Emma was standing close by. |