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lemondrop13 · 10-23-2009, 10:42 PM

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Lines.

In a way.

Okay, yeah, none that sounded good. Lines would practically KILL Jake, and the boy made a kind of whiny 'do I have to?' little kid face as he traipsed further into the office, his stomach still doing those uncomfortable little flips.

Not removing his jacket (his robes were somewhat unwearable after he'd used them as a rope, so he wore a muggle jacket over his uniform), Jake sat at the table he was directed to. Very close to her own desk. So... not all that close to the door. Darn.

Before Shackleton said anything more, Jake guickly interjected with a request as he extracted his self-inking quill. "Professor... I need-... I mean... can you please, erm, like, show me what I need to write? Like... at the top of the parchment?"

If it was an odd request, Jake was oblivious. He could just say he might forget it.

...

Come to think of it he MIGHT forget it.

"That won't be necessary. You'll be copying directly from a book I have. You're going to be doing some research for me and making notes for my use. So be sure to write legibly and accurately, otherwise you'll be copying it again." Shackleton looked sternly at Jake before turning in her chair to retrieve a book off the shelf, Medical Magical and Muggle Maladies. "First find the chapter on brain tumors and copy down the pertinent information about how that condition would present in a person, as in, what symptoms they would have."

10-23-2009, 10:42 PM	#66 (permalink)
lemondrop13 Kneazle Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Rhode Island, USA Posts: 22,383 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane W. Fordyce First Year	Cheesy Mac Quote: Originally Posted by Zoerawrr Lines. In a way. Okay, yeah, none that sounded good. Lines would practically KILL Jake, and the boy made a kind of whiny 'do I have to?' little kid face as he traipsed further into the office, his stomach still doing those uncomfortable little flips. Not removing his jacket (his robes were somewhat unwearable after he'd used them as a rope, so he wore a muggle jacket over his uniform), Jake sat at the table he was directed to. Very close to her own desk. So... not all that close to the door. Darn. Before Shackleton said anything more, Jake guickly interjected with a request as he extracted his self-inking quill. "Professor... I need-... I mean... can you please, erm, like, show me what I need to write? Like... at the top of the parchment?" If it was an odd request, Jake was oblivious. He could just say he might forget it. ... Come to think of it he MIGHT forget it. "That won't be necessary. You'll be copying directly from a book I have. You're going to be doing some research for me and making notes for my use. So be sure to write legibly and accurately, otherwise you'll be copying it again." Shackleton looked sternly at Jake before turning in her chair to retrieve a book off the shelf, Medical Magical and Muggle Maladies. "First find the chapter on brain tumors and copy down the pertinent information about how that condition would present in a person, as in, what symptoms they would have." __________________