Hastily Thrown Together Hangout Outside the Office

[Uncle Moose]

Just outside Professor Dursley's office is a decently put together Hangout. All of which was purchased at a muggle thrift shop, or found thrown out but some unloving muggle who hated good furniture. The pink and white patterned sofas have a few tears in them, but have no fear! They are actually very comfortable, and you may find yourself sinking into them as you relax. Looming overhead of it all, keeping a creepily watchful eye over you as you're patiently waiting for Professor Dursley to let you in, is a charcoal portrait of his muggle Father.

So give a nice knock on his door, take a seat, do your homework, or chat quietly with anyone else waiting while you wait for the Professor to open the door and lets you in. Surely he will be pleased to have any visitor.

OOC: POST HERE FIRST KNOCKING ON THE DOOR, AND WAIT FOR PROFESSOR DURSLEY TO ANSWER TO LET YOU IN.

[aaetha]

Adrienne passed by the History of Magic classroom somewhat apprehensively. She hadn't done the whole introductions thing last year, because she'd been busy and too lazy to walk all the way out to teachers' offices just to say hi. Afterwards, she'd thought about it some more and realised that that had probably been a bad choice on her part, as it was likely that teachers more easily recognised students who had come to visit them previously, and recognition (at least, in a good way), could equal points for Ravenclaw. Of course, by now most of Adrienne's teachers knew her to an extent that introducing herself would be awkward, but since it seemed like half of the freaking staff had been replaced, she saw it as an opportunity to start over with some of them.

When she entered the area outside the new History of Magic professor's office (what was his name again? It started with a D...), she nearly turned back around and walked away. The place was hideous, the sofas looked like they were at least third-hand, and that portrait was ugly and vaguely creepy. But Adrienne had walked all the way down here, which was six flights of stairs away from her bed, so she was going to talk to this professor, gosh darn it. She rapped twice on the door, sharply, and then gave the sofas a disapproving look and stood directly in front of the door with her arms crossed and her weight on her left leg.

[PadfootAndTheWolf]

The sound of sandal-ed feet scratching on stone floors proceeded the entrance of Calista Elwood into the little sitting area just outside of the new History of Magic Professor's office. She wasn't dressed nearly as nice as she had been the night before rather she had chosen something from her everyday collection--a willowy peasant skirt with a nice top and her hair hanging down, past her shoulders.

She was determined to meet the man who had been staring at her with Airey and to find out, possibly, what it was that her friend had been telling him about her. Elwood knocked on the door and slowly made her way to one of the chairs. After looking at the odd portrait for a moment, she plopped down and began to idly pull stuffing from a whole in the upholstery.

[Uncle Moose]

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Originally Posted by aaetha

The place was hideous, the sofas looked like they were at least third-hand, and that portrait was ugly and vaguely creepy. But Adrienne had walked all the way down here, which was six flights of stairs away from her bed, so she was going to talk to this professor, gosh darn it. She rapped twice on the door, sharply, and then gave the sofas a disapproving look and stood directly in front of the door with her arms crossed and her weight on her left leg.

Tiberius popped his head out of the door almost as if he had been standing by it waiting for someone to knock. He looked down at the girl and gave her a Toothy grin. "Hellooo, come in, come in." Tiberius shrilled. Pleased that his first visitor was a young student. he swung the door open in full, and ushered the girl inside to his office.

ooc: Go right ahead and post in the Office, I'll follow up after you.

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

The sound of sandal-ed feet scratching on stone floors proceeded the entrance of Calista Elwood into the little sitting area just outside of the new History of Magic Professor's office. She wasn't dressed nearly as nice as she had been the night before rather she had chosen something from her everyday collection--a willowy peasant skirt with a nice top and her hair hanging down, past her shoulders.

She was determined to meet the man who had been staring at her with Airey and to find out, possibly, what it was that her friend had been telling him about her. Elwood knocked on the door and slowly made her way to one of the chairs. After looking at the odd portrait for a moment, she plopped down and began to idly pull stuffing from a whole in the upholstery.

Tiberius was actually on his way out when he heard a knock on his door. Popping it open he looked outside to see the Blonde Divinations Professor he had asked Flams about at the Feast. What's she doing here? She saw me staring before and is now gonna chew me out for it! Great Tiberius you ruined a great chance to actually know a lady! Before he even knew what he was doing, he shut the door for a brief moment to regain himself, then opened it again. "H-Hi!" His voiced cracked as he threw on a cheesy smile for her. "What can I do for you...uh Calista?" he pushed his hair back with one hand then scratched the scruffy Beard that looked more like he had poorly stuck it all over his face.

[PadfootAndTheWolf]

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

Tiberius was actually on his way out when he heard a knock on his door. Popping it open he looked outside to see the Blonde Divinations Professor he had asked Flams about at the Feast. What's she doing here? She saw me staring before and is now gonna chew me out for it! Great Tiberius you ruined a great chance to actually know a lady! Before he even knew what he was doing, he shut the door for a brief moment to regain himself, then opened it again. "H-Hi!" His voiced cracked as he threw on a cheesy smile for her. "What can I do for you...uh Calista?" he pushed his hair back with one hand then scratched the scruffy Beard that looked more like he had poorly stuck it all over his face.

There he was! Callie really hadn't been waiting too long but she did already have a rather large clump of stuffing from the chair in her lap. She quickly shoved it into pocket of her's and stood.

"Hello there, Tiberius?" That was his name right? She thought that was what the Headmistress had said at the Feast. "Oh nothing really important I just wanted to introduce myself and...get to know my colleagues." She stared at him for a moment trying to read him, his beard look scratchy but that really didn't help in the terms of his personality.

"Were you heading out? I could always come back later--?" She didn't want to come back later seeing as she was already here. She could easily tag along with him if he were going somewhere interesting.

[LilFox06]

Skip. Skipskipskip. Skip. Ooooh. This was new. Anya stopped her beginning of the term inventory of rooms when she saw some furniture near some sort of door. It was probably someone's office. She didn't really internally notate where offices were. She had no reason to.

She walked over to one of the chairs and traced her fingers along a tear. Hm. There was a few of them. She wondered why they looked like that. She removed the cushion and tipped the chair slightly so she could get a better look at it.

Yeah. This was totally something that could be fixed. Or reupholstered. Now it just looked like... ... something someone threw out.

[Uncle Moose]

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

There he was! Callie really hadn't been waiting too long but she did already have a rather large clump of stuffing from the chair in her lap. She quickly shoved it into pocket of her's and stood.

"Hello there, Tiberius?" That was his name right? She thought that was what the Headmistress had said at the Feast. "Oh nothing really important I just wanted to introduce myself and...get to know my colleagues." She stared at him for a moment trying to read him, his beard look scratchy but that really didn't help in the terms of his personality.

"Were you heading out? I could always come back later--?" She didn't want to come back later seeing as she was already here. She could easily tag along with him if he were going somewhere interesting.

Don't mess up! "Heading out? I uh-No-I mean yes I was gonna go meet Flams-I mean Airey about something, but he can wait if you want to chat." Tiberius you were not a smooth operator. He looked at her then quickly moved his eyes to the chair she was sitting on...had she taken some fluff from it? There was some sticking out that wasn't there before. Ah NO MATTER it was a cheap chair that he could probably refill later. Calista could keep the fluff as something to remember him by.

Tiberius stepped aside, and gave the Divinations Professor a smile, "Please make yourself comfy."

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Skip. Skipskipskip. Skip. Ooooh. This was new. Anya stopped her beginning of the term inventory of rooms when she saw some furniture near some sort of door. It was probably someone's office. She didn't really internally notate where offices were. She had no reason to.

She walked over to one of the chairs and traced her fingers along a tear. Hm. There was a few of them. She wondered why they looked like that. She removed the cushion and tipped the chair slightly so she could get a better look at it.

Yeah. This was totally something that could be fixed. Or reupholstered. Now it just looked like... ... something someone threw out.

It would seem that each time he would try to escape his own office there was someone outside of it. Come on now, even he needed to have open space sometimes. However this one required his immediate attention. So he moved over to the other side of the slightly tipped chair. "Drop something underneath?" Tiberius quietly spoke in his shrieky kind of tone.

[LilFox06]

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

It would seem that each time he would try to escape his own office there was someone outside of it. Come on now, even he needed to have open space sometimes. However this one required his immediate attention. So he moved over to the other side of the slightly tipped chair. "Drop something underneath?" Tiberius quietly spoke in his shrieky kind of tone.

Anya jumped slightly causing the chair to teeter back to it's resting spot. Oh. It was the Professor. ... and she'd just been looking under the chair. That probably wasn't a good first impression.

"No." she replied.

Now... how to explain what she'd been doing without seeming weird. "... just curious about this chair." she said slowly. "It can be reupholstered, you know?" Probably. "... I was just looking to see how easy it would be to take apart."

... not that she was going to take it apart or anything. It just seemed fairly easy to do.

[Uncle Moose]

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Anya jumped slightly causing the chair to teeter back to it's resting spot. Oh. It was the Professor. ... and she'd just been looking under the chair. That probably wasn't a good first impression.

"No." she replied.

Now... how to explain what she'd been doing without seeming weird. "... just curious about this chair." she said slowly. "It can be reupholstered, you know?" Probably. "... I was just looking to see how easy it would be to take apart."

... not that she was going to take it apart or anything. It just seemed fairly easy to do.

She was curious...about his chairs? "Well I found them, about to be thrown out by some muggle. So I took them for myself. Nice finds if I say so myself. Pink is very appealing." She wanted reupholster his chair too, not sure why? Yeah some fluff came out from time to time, and a leg twisted in the wrong direction occasionally if you sat down on it to hard. "So long as you can sit in it, I'm not sure it needs work." He plopped down onto the one that the girl was not standing by and sank right in. "Charmed to be extra comfy, so looks don't need to be a concern...buuuut, if it's a project you just can't pass up, I won't stop you...so long as nothing else is changed around. Just the chairs." He sat up from the chair and gave the girl a creepy smile.

[LilFox06]

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

She was curious...about his chairs? "Well I found them, about to be thrown out by some muggle. So I took them for myself. Nice finds if I say so myself. Pink is very appealing." She wanted reupholster his chair too, not sure why? Yeah some fluff came out from time to time, and a leg twisted in the wrong direction occasionally if you sat down on it to hard. "So long as you can sit in it, I'm not sure it needs work." He plopped down onto the one that the girl was not standing by and sank right in. "Charmed to be extra comfy, so looks don't need to be a concern...buuuut, if it's a project you just can't pass up, I won't stop you...so long as nothing else is changed around. Just the chairs." He sat up from the chair and gave the girl a creepy smile.

Anya blinked. He just took it...? Offthesideoftheroad? That was not safe. ... and yeah, she was going to assume this was roadside.

She took a slow step back away from the chair. "You disinfected it, right?" Pleaaaaaase say he did. Otherwise, Anya was going to take 12 showers in a row just because her hands were on the chairs.

... ... okay. Well. ... the chairs may need to be reupholstered if they were trash. She thought they might just be extremely second hand.

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...
...

And why was she being looked at like that.

"Did you find the tables too?" she asked. Because... they could be sanded and repainted.

[Uncle Moose]

SPOILER!!: Anya

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Anya blinked. He just took it...? Offthesideoftheroad? That was not safe. ... and yeah, she was going to assume this was roadside.

She took a slow step back away from the chair. "You disinfected it, right?" Pleaaaaaase say he did. Otherwise, Anya was going to take 12 showers in a row just because her hands were on the chairs.

... ... okay. Well. ... the chairs may need to be reupholstered if they were trash. She thought they might just be extremely second hand.

...
...
...

And why was she being looked at like that.

"Did you find the tables too?" she asked. Because... they could be sanded and repainted.

Oh whoops.
Tiberius saw the look on the girls face, and instantly knew that she would run to the nearest bathroom and want to scrub her hands clean. "Yes, yes. Everything has been properly disinfected. It may be roadside, but I'm not going to leave it dirty." he had to make it clear that he wasn't making kids sit on complete junk. That wouldn't go over very well with Truebridge "Most everything else was purchased at a thirft shop."

"What's your name young Miss?" This had to be asked? That they had gone one this long in conversation, and she had yet to introduce herself. Tiberius had to rectify this.

[LilFox06]

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

Oh whoops.
Tiberius saw the look on the girls face, and instantly knew that she would run to the nearest bathroom and want to scrub her hands clean. "Yes, yes. Everything has been properly disinfected. It may be roadside, but I'm not going to leave it dirty." he had to make it clear that he wasn't making kids sit on complete junk. That wouldn't go over very well with Truebridge "Most everything else was purchased at a thirft shop."

"What's your name young Miss?" This had to be asked? That they had gone one this long in conversation, and she had yet to introduce herself. Tiberius had to rectify this.

Anya nodded. "Oh. Good." Very good. She didn't have to freak out about washing her hands now. "I bought a lot of things at the thrift shop this summer." she said. You know, because it was relevant.

"My boyfriend is graduating this term and moving in with one of his friends. So I helped with the furniture and stuff." Because she wasn't capable of having a conversation without mentioning Jake.

Her name. Oh. They didn't get there yet, did they. "Anya Phillips." she replied.

[SlytherinSistah]

Whoa...dirty chairs.

Could Professor Dursley get any cooler? They stopped Cutty cold as he made his way to the office of one, Tiberius Dursley. The boy had paused for a minute to admire them, then with a somewhat reckless abandon, pounced onto one of them. He immediately began looking for loose change as he waited for his History of Magic teacher.

[Uncle Moose]

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Whoa...dirty chairs.

Could Professor Dursley get any cooler? They stopped Cutty cold as he made his way to the office of one, Tiberius Dursley. The boy had paused for a minute to admire them, then with a somewhat reckless abandon, pounced onto one of them. He immediately began looking for loose change as he waited for his History of Magic teacher.

Did something just crash into his Hangout?!?! Tiberius moved to his door and opened it peering outside to find one Mr.Mordaunt digging into on of his chairs. "You'll find nothing underneath that cushion I'm a afraid. Cleared it out myself before setting them up." Had that gotten the Slytherin boy's attention now? He need this child to sit before he knocked over his father's portrait. "Sit and turn Mr.Mordaunt."

[SlytherinSistah]

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

Did something just crash into his Hangout?!?! Tiberius moved to his door and opened it peering outside to find one Mr.Mordaunt digging into on of his chairs. "You'll find nothing underneath that cushion I'm a afraid. Cleared it out myself before setting them up." Had that gotten the Slytherin boy's attention now? He need this child to sit before he knocked over his father's portrait. "Sit and turn Mr.Mordaunt."

Cutty froze in place when he heard the Professor's voice his back having been facing the office door. That Professor Dursley was so cunning. Of cooouuurse he had cleared out the cushions before hand! The kid shook his head as if he ran this realization through it and were lamenting his lateness in having gotten to the cushions first. With a somewhat resigned sounding sigh at the lack of finding money or perhaps some old candy for chucking or joshing purposes, Cutty neatly readjusted the aforementioned cushion. He then sat down, trying to convey the very essence of a calm, well-behaved boy as he waited for his turn in Professor Dursely's office.