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fox_in_socks · 08-13-2005, 09:51 AM

At the end of the long stale hallway housing Arithmancy, a single door stands in the corner, past the entrance to the classroom. The old wooden door looks well worn. Nicks, scratches, and small marks of all kind dot this unassuming oak door. Written magically into the very wood of the door, in the unmistakably neat cursive script of the new teacher is simply:

Professor L.M. Fox
Arithmancy Instructor

To those uninvited, the door seems to strangely not budge, even upon the casting of simple magicks. Upon knocking and being invited in by the familiarly unassuming voice of Professor Fox however, the door swings gently open.
Seated at his desk, Professor Fox finishes a few quick notes on some piece of parchment, then calmly sets his quill neatly into an ink stop. Looking up, he motions with his hand to the chairs before his desk. The room is above all neat and organized. Every book, every piece of parchment, every magical instrument seems to be well put away in its intended place. The room smells like a library, and with the floor-to-ceiling bookcases brimming with texts, it's no wonder to see why. Behind Professor Fox however, and between two large bookcases, is a large chalkboard with various esoteric things written on its surface.
Professor Fox himself seems at once inviting while at the same time standoffish. He is a man in his late forties, and he looks like a man who has enjoyed his life, but nonetheless worked hard at it. A few wrinkles appear on his face, and his dark brown hair is gently beginning to gray at the sides. His clothes are well pressed, though functional rather than fashionable. He wears a tweed set of robes, with his wizard's hat situated on a shelf behind him.

08-13-2005, 09:51 AM	#1 (permalink)
fox_in_socks sox master Puffskein Join Date: May 2005 Posts: 1,506 Hogwarts RPG Name: Saroja	Professor Fox's Office At the end of the long stale hallway housing Arithmancy, a single door stands in the corner, past the entrance to the classroom. The old wooden door looks well worn. Nicks, scratches, and small marks of all kind dot this unassuming oak door. Written magically into the very wood of the door, in the unmistakably neat cursive script of the new teacher is simply: Professor L.M. Fox Arithmancy Instructor To those uninvited, the door seems to strangely not budge, even upon the casting of simple magicks. Upon knocking and being invited in by the familiarly unassuming voice of Professor Fox however, the door swings gently open. Seated at his desk, Professor Fox finishes a few quick notes on some piece of parchment, then calmly sets his quill neatly into an ink stop. Looking up, he motions with his hand to the chairs before his desk. The room is above all neat and organized. Every book, every piece of parchment, every magical instrument seems to be well put away in its intended place. The room smells like a library, and with the floor-to-ceiling bookcases brimming with texts, it's no wonder to see why. Behind Professor Fox however, and between two large bookcases, is a large chalkboard with various esoteric things written on its surface. Professor Fox himself seems at once inviting while at the same time standoffish. He is a man in his late forties, and he looks like a man who has enjoyed his life, but nonetheless worked hard at it. A few wrinkles appear on his face, and his dark brown hair is gently beginning to gray at the sides. His clothes are well pressed, though functional rather than fashionable. He wears a tweed set of robes, with his wizard's hat situated on a shelf behind him. __________________ You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia. Last edited by fox_in_socks; 08-13-2005 at 09:53 AM.