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Con_Stripes · 01-02-2009, 02:35 PM

The first thing you notice about this office is the exceptionally large desk, which, if you look closer; seems to have unusual scuffmarks on its surface. Perhaps it serves a less mundane purpose than simply a desk? A large and comfortable looking chair sits behind it; obviously this is Ethan’s chair though you will rarely find him sitting in it.

Three smaller, yet no less comfortable looking chairs are arranged facing the desk, ready for any visiting students to take a seat. While waiting you might notice a large bookcase along one wall; though there are no books on it. Instead it is brimming with photo frames. Pictures of Ethan in his days as a student at WADA, one of him as a thirteen year old in Slytherin robes, a selection of him a few years ago with various dragons in the background, one of him on a muggle sailing ship, another on stage dressed in tights and holding a skull and one of him in Egypt working with curse breakers. An old looking gramophone sits on the bookcase with a selection of records stacked haphazardly to one side, various eras of music are represented; of both the wizarding and the muggle variety. On the walls his OWL and NEWT results are proudly displayed alongside certificates proclaiming his knowledge and familiarity with various Dragon breeds.

A large basket sits in one corner, and a slight snoring sound can often be heard coming from this direction where Ethan’s chihuahua puppy makes its bed.

The walls and ceiling are blue for reasons Truebridge hasn’t discovered, but he is content with the décor for now.

But where is the professor?

Ama · 02-14-2009, 12:04 AM

With Celandine's goodbye, Daphne decided it was best if she went on her way herself. After all, it wouldn't do for Professor Truebridge to pop up and think she was up to something suspicious. Not that she was anyways, after all, the last thing she wanted was to be locked up in that scary office.

Shooting the note Cela left a curious glance, Miss Hopton and shrugged and quickly trudged away from the office.

Con_Stripes · 02-18-2009, 08:12 AM

After class had finished, Ethan headed to his office, stopping short at the note on the door.

"Dear Professor Truebridge, I hope you don't mind but my friend and I used your office door to practice our charm work. Our homework assignment was to use Alohomora on a lock and I thought your door would be a good one. I didn't put the charms back because I didn't want you to think I was trying to hide that I was here or anything like that. I'm looking forward to the next class! Celandine Toussaint, 3rd Year Ravenclaw." He read it out and his eyebrows shot up. Somehow this little thirteen year old who was annoyingly and endearingly much smarter than he was at that age; had managed to break through the wards on his office and didn't seem bothered about telling him.

Ethan made up his mind- somewhat reluctantly- that he'd have to talk to Kazimeriz about the young Ravenclaw- who should be here any moment.

He tucked the note in his pocket and opened the door. He left it open for Plymouth Morgan and Celandine Toussaint and headed over to the basket in the corner. Picking up his unnamed chihuahua, Truebridge began to croon to it and stroke it softly.

Mad Eye Touz · 02-18-2009, 03:25 PM

Plymouth used the hand that wasn't busy holding his girlfriend's to wrap on the frame of the open door. "You didn't get me in trouble," Plymouth said quickly, leaning in next to Cela's ear. "I think he was impressed with us and wants to tell us so now. Regardless, though, YOU were brilliant and I'm the goof. Remember that." You know, in case they WERE in trouble.

"Professor with the Bridge that is True? Permission to board, Sir?"

Con_Stripes · 02-18-2009, 08:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth used the hand that wasn't busy holding his girlfriend's to wrap on the frame of the open door. "You didn't get me in trouble," Plymouth said quickly, leaning in next to Cela's ear. "I think he was impressed with us and wants to tell us so now. Regardless, though, YOU were brilliant and I'm the goof. Remember that." You know, in case they WERE in trouble.

"Professor with the Bridge that is True? Permission to board, Sir?"

Ethan looked up and waved his hand to indicate they could enter. "Take a seat. Or actually; take two. One of you on each seat. And no connecting between them." Ethan eyed their joined hands.

Truebridge swung his feet up and crossed them on the desk while he waited for the students to sit.

TeafortheSoul · 02-18-2009, 08:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth used the hand that wasn't busy holding his girlfriend's to wrap on the frame of the open door. "You didn't get me in trouble," Plymouth said quickly, leaning in next to Cela's ear. "I think he was impressed with us and wants to tell us so now. Regardless, though, YOU were brilliant and I'm the goof. Remember that." You know, in case they WERE in trouble.

"Professor with the Bridge that is True? Permission to board, Sir?"

Cela smiled happily and nodded, "I'll try to remember." She peered inside and immediately noticed the worlds cutest chihuahua. Ohhh she didn't know Professor Truebridge had one of those!

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Originally Posted by NicoT

Ethan looked up and waved his hand to indicate they could enter. "Take a seat. Or actually; take two. One of you on each seat. And no connecting between them." Ethan eyed their joined hands.

Truebridge swung his feet up and crossed them on the desk while he waited for the students to sit.

Celandine looked at Plymouth and blushed at the idea of actually sharing a chair. She gave his hand a squeeze, wished she had some candy and took a seat.

feeheeheeny · 02-18-2009, 08:30 PM

Becca was strolling around the first floor, planning on snooping on the History of Magic professor. She had only one real encounter with him - but it wasn't much. He seemed cool, but maybe she needed an 'up close and personal' type of meeting with him.

As she made her way to Lainey's former office, she noticed the door was already open and there were voices coming from inside. Greetings, really. He must have just gotten new visitors. She could either just stroll in and act like she semi-owned the place - because, honestly, she sort of thought she did. It was still Lainey's office in her mind. - or she could wait outside.

That was her plan.

Becca peered around the open door of the office and raised her eyebrows in surprise to see the charming Plymouth holding hands with what she now knew to be his girlfriend, Celandine. She had heard the rumors, but this was the first time she got to see them together. Staying quiet in the hall, she stood behind the door and spied on the conversation through the crack. Maybe they were getting relationship counseling already. One could only hope.

Mad Eye Touz · 02-18-2009, 09:07 PM

No connecting between the seats? Right? That's what he had said. So, as long as his chair wasn't touching Cela's... Plymouth made sure it wasn't and kept Cela's hand, letting it dangle in his grasp in the space between their chairs. She'd squeezed it and all, so clearly she wanted to keep holding it. And Plymouth was all about doing what she wanted.

"Nice Pup, Professor Bridgeman. Like a little bean. I got a clabbert I'll trade you for it."

TeafortheSoul · 02-19-2009, 01:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

No connecting between the seats? Right? That's what he had said. So, as long as his chair wasn't touching Cela's... Plymouth made sure it wasn't and kept Cela's hand, letting it dangle in his grasp in the space between their chairs. She'd squeezed it and all, so clearly she wanted to keep holding it. And Plymouth was all about doing what she wanted.

"Nice Pup, Professor Bridgeman. Like a little bean. I got a clabbert I'll trade you for it."

Celandine shifted slightly in her chair, feeling like their joined hands were the most OBVIOUS thing in the room. Technically, Truebridge didn't want them to hold hands right? Well if Plymouth wasn't letting go, Cela certainly wasn't. It was kind of comforting. Were they going to get in trouble? Cela's mind was ticking like crazy while Plym was... making small talk? Alright then. She shot him a little smile before shifting again and pouting at the thought of the trouble she might get in.

Her lip was quivering and everything.

Con_Stripes · 02-19-2009, 11:40 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

No connecting between the seats? Right? That's what he had said. So, as long as his chair wasn't touching Cela's... Plymouth made sure it wasn't and kept Cela's hand, letting it dangle in his grasp in the space between their chairs. She'd squeezed it and all, so clearly she wanted to keep holding it. And Plymouth was all about doing what she wanted.

"Nice Pup, Professor Bridgeman. Like a little bean. I got a clabbert I'll trade you for it."

"No." Ethan answered, not harshly but with an air of someone who had considered an offer and firmly rejected it.

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Celandine shifted slightly in her chair, feeling like their joined hands were the most OBVIOUS thing in the room. Technically, Truebridge didn't want them to hold hands right? Well if Plymouth wasn't letting go, Cela certainly wasn't. It was kind of comforting. Were they going to get in trouble? Cela's mind was ticking like crazy while Plym was... making small talk? Alright then. She shot him a little smile before shifting again and pouting at the thought of the trouble she might get in.

Her lip was quivering and everything.

Well... that... pout... gave the puppy a run for its money in the cute and pathetic department.

Truebridge looked down at their joined hands and pulled his wand out, flicking it at their hands and casting a revulsion jinx strong and precise enough to separate the two Ravenclaws hands and send each chair skidding in opposite directions.

He put his wand away and began petting the puppy with an evil-genius type of calm.

"Do you know why you are here?" Ethan asked the two, his eyes directed somewhere in the middle of the room to save the effort of looking to one side or the other. The puppy yawned sleepily and snuggled against the Professor.

Mad Eye Touz · 02-19-2009, 08:17 PM

"Heyyyyyy now....," Plymouth was frowning up something furious over the chair skidding repeling. He threw a glance at Cela to make sure she was okay... If she cried, Plymouth might be going to Azkaban for Bridge burning.

"Well. It's hard to tell with you Professors. I thought I was doing pretty good in class - so that probably means the opposite and I'm in big trouble and about to lose a gaggle of points." Plymouth shrugged. He so so so so didn't want Cela to be in trouble and/or scared. "Or maybe you just wanted to hang out with us. We're pretty cool."

TeafortheSoul · 02-20-2009, 12:45 AM

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Originally Posted by NicoT

Truebridge looked down at their joined hands and pulled his wand out, flicking it at their hands and casting a revulsion jinx strong and precise enough to separate the two Ravenclaws hands and send each chair skidding in opposite directions.

He put his wand away and began petting the puppy with an evil-genius type of calm.

"Do you know why you are here?" Ethan asked the two, his eyes directed somewhere in the middle of the room to save the effort of looking to one side or the other. The puppy yawned sleepily and snuggled against the Professor.

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

"Heyyyyyy now....," Plymouth was frowning up something furious over the chair skidding repeling. He threw a glance at Cela to make sure she was okay... If she cried, Plymouth might be going to Azkaban for Bridge burning.

"Well. It's hard to tell with you Professors. I thought I was doing pretty good in class - so that probably means the opposite and I'm in big trouble and about to lose a gaggle of points." Plymouth shrugged. He so so so so didn't want Cela to be in trouble and/or scared. "Or maybe you just wanted to hang out with us. We're pretty cool."

Cela let out a little eeep! as her hand and Plyms were separated, the eeep turning into a little giggle as the chair skidded across the room, gently bumping into the cabinet where all the photographs were and setting them to rock gently from the mild impact.

Zomg! That was so fun! Cela wondered if the Professor would do it again. She nodded along in earnest at everything Plymouth was saying, all the while edging her chair back to the centre of the room.

"Um... we shouldn't have passed a note in your class?" Cela spoke up, trying to be subtle about the moving of the chair.

Con_Stripes · 02-20-2009, 11:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

"Heyyyyyy now....," Plymouth was frowning up something furious over the chair skidding repeling. He threw a glance at Cela to make sure she was okay... If she cried, Plymouth might be going to Azkaban for Bridge burning.

"Well. It's hard to tell with you Professors. I thought I was doing pretty good in class - so that probably means the opposite and I'm in big trouble and about to lose a gaggle of points." Plymouth shrugged. He so so so so didn't want Cela to be in trouble and/or scared. "Or maybe you just wanted to hang out with us. We're pretty cool."

"If I was planning on taking points, I'd have done so when I intercepted the note." Truebridge noted, stroking the nameless chihuahua, "I am more concerned about the content of the note."

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Cela let out a little eeep! as her hand and Plyms were separated, the eeep turning into a little giggle as the chair skidded across the room, gently bumping into the cabinet where all the photographs were and setting them to rock gently from the mild impact.

Zomg! That was so fun! Cela wondered if the Professor would do it again. She nodded along in earnest at everything Plymouth was saying, all the while edging her chair back to the centre of the room.

"Um... we shouldn't have passed a note in your class?" Cela spoke up, trying to be subtle about the moving of the chair.

Truebridge flicked his wand, Loretta; sending the Ravenclaw girl's chair sliding towards the cabinet again. "No. You shouldn't have, but I believe that point was established during class." Truebridge leaned forward, "You two need to be educated, instructed and enriched."

He gestured at a book sitting next to the gramophone, "Celandine Toussaint, if you would, please read the first page out loud."

TeafortheSoul · 02-20-2009, 11:44 AM

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Originally Posted by NicoT

"If I was planning on taking points, I'd have done so when I intercepted the note." Truebridge noted, stroking the nameless chihuahua, "I am more concerned about the content of the note."

Truebridge flicked his wand, Loretta; sending the Ravenclaw girl's chair sliding towards the cabinet again. "No. You shouldn't have, but I believe that point was established during class." Truebridge leaned forward, "You two need to be educated, instructed and enriched."

He gestured at a book sitting next to the gramophone, "Celandine Toussaint, if you would, please read the first page out loud."

Smiling in delight, Cela gripped the base of the chair as Truebridge sent her sliding away from Plymouth again and she came to a gentle stop next to the cabinet.

Educated, instructed and enriched? Cela looked at the Professor wide-eyed and nodded, her eyes searching for the indicated book. Celandine picked it up and folded the front page back, preparing to read.

Con_Stripes · 02-20-2009, 11:49 AM

Ethan's eyes zeroed in on the book and he made a strangled noise, startling the puppy who jumped out of his lap.

"Ah ah ah! And how would you like it if someone bent your spine back on itself?!"

TeafortheSoul · 02-20-2009, 12:09 PM

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Originally Posted by NicoT

Ethan's eyes zeroed in on the book and he made a strangled noise, startling the puppy who jumped out of his lap.

"Ah ah ah! And how would you like it if someone bent your spine back on itself?!"

Celandine just stared at the Professor for a bit before finding her tongue, "I... wouldn't like it but its... a book. It isn't alive... it isn't... um... sentient?"

Ooooh poor puppy! Obviously Truebridge scared it. Cela's eyes followed the puppy for a second before flicking between Plymouth and the Professor, wondering what was going to happen next.

Con_Stripes · 02-20-2009, 12:12 PM

"Not sentient? Have you never read a good book? Books are more of vessel for pain, joy, hatred or laughter than you or I ever could be. A book contains thoughts; it can argue a point and you can damage it beyond repair just like you can a person. And you say books aren't sentient! They control our lives and I'd give them more control if I could!" Ethan shook his head in exasperation.

"Go on. Read. Carefully."

TeafortheSoul · 02-20-2009, 12:30 PM

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Originally Posted by NicoT

"Not sentient? Have you never read a good book? Books are more of vessel for pain, joy, hatred or laughter than you or I ever could be. A book contains thoughts; it can argue a point and you can damage it beyond repair just like you can a person. And you say books aren't sentient! They control our lives and I'd give them more control if I could!" Ethan shook his head in exasperation.

"Go on. Read. Carefully."

Cela hadn't seen Professor Truebridge anything other than completely unemotional and deadpan. But now he was all excited and it was a bit alarming. Read? Read!

... carefully.

Celandine held the book with both hands and carefully read out, " The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, it isn't just one of your holiday games; you may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter, when I tell you, a cat must have three different names...." Cela trailed off and shot Plymouth a confused look. What did this have to do with passing a note in class?

She began to scoot her chair toward the middle of the room again. If she was going to be reading out strange things and hearing the History of Magic professor get all rabid over books, she wanted to a) be closer to Plymouth and b) get to skid around on the chair some more.

Mad Eye Touz · 02-20-2009, 07:05 PM

Plymouth didn't bother trying to veil his vacant expression. He had NO IDEA where this was going. "E. I. E. Educated, Instructed and Enriched. Operation E.I.E. OEIE.OOOEEEIIIIIEEEEE. Reminds me of pigs... " Plymouth was entertaining himself to keep his nerves at bay. If he wasn't losing points - but in fact naming cats - well that was just more pressure. Picking names for things... was important. "Professor Forrestor did say I needed History tutoring. The dinosaur incident. THOSE fellows - THEY had some funny names..." Plymouth gave a nervous laugh as watched Cela enjoy her skidding around the room.

Con_Stripes · 02-21-2009, 10:45 AM

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Cela hadn't seen Professor Truebridge anything other than completely unemotional and deadpan. But now he was all excited and it was a bit alarming. Read? Read!

... carefully.

Celandine held the book with both hands and carefully read out, " The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, it isn't just one of your holiday games; you may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter, when I tell you, a cat must have three different names...." Cela trailed off and shot Plymouth a confused look. What did this have to do with passing a note in class?

She began to scoot her chair toward the middle of the room again. If she was going to be reading out strange things and hearing the History of Magic professor get all rabid over books, she wanted to a) be closer to Plymouth and b) get to skid around on the chair some more.

Truebridge flicked Loretta again, sending the Ravenclaw girl's chair sliding away again. "Go ahead, read another page. Flick through, don't be shy." Ethan encouraged, appearing not to care at all.

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth didn't bother trying to veil his vacant expression. He had NO IDEA where this was going. "E. I. E. Educated, Instructed and Enriched. Operation E.I.E. OEIE.OOOEEEIIIIIEEEEE. Reminds me of pigs... " Plymouth was entertaining himself to keep his nerves at bay. If he wasn't losing points - but in fact naming cats - well that was just more pressure. Picking names for things... was important. "Professor Forrestor did say I needed History tutoring. The dinosaur incident. THOSE fellows - THEY had some funny names..." Plymouth gave a nervous laugh as watched Cela enjoy her skidding around the room.

"Did someone hit you with a babbling curse, Mr. Morgan?" Truebridge asked seriously, "Make yourself useful and start up the gramophone." It was all loaded up of course.

Mad Eye Touz · 02-23-2009, 08:53 PM

Gramophone. Right. Plymouth eased out of his chair like it might buck and toss him in the air and crept over to the gramophone. Maybe he DID want to see Cela and him dance after all? Plymouth turned to look his shoulder at Cela, giving her a very sly sort of wink. He just hoped the Professor had some better tunes this time.

"Actually, in Defense Against the Dark Arts, with that crazy cooky... Erm.. I mean... Professor Kaziuh.. person.. I did get hit with one. It was crazy. I don't think I'm still suffering from the effects of that though. Surely not. Unless it's like the earhair that just keeps getting worse...." Wicked old Kazimeanughiz.

Plymouth was no gramophone expert, but after a few nob twitching and some trial and error, he figured it out. "Woo boy. Listen to that..."

TeafortheSoul · 02-23-2009, 09:36 PM

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Originally Posted by NicoT

Truebridge flicked Loretta again, sending the Ravenclaw girl's chair sliding away again. "Go ahead, read another page. Flick through, don't be shy." Ethan encouraged, appearing not to care at all.

"Did someone hit you with a babbling curse, Mr. Morgan?" Truebridge asked seriously, "Make yourself useful and start up the gramophone." It was all loaded up of course.

Celandine couldn't hold back her giggle of enjoyment as her chair went sliding again. Another page. Alright. Celandine flicked a few pages and let out a giggle as she saw where she had landed. She cleared her throat and began to read, shooting little glances at Plymouth as she did so. "I ain't got much polish, me manners is gruff, But I've got a good coat, and I keep meself smart; And everyone says, and I guess that's enough:`You can't but like Morgan, 'e's got a kind 'art.' I got knocked about on the Barbary Coast, And me voice it ain't no sich melliferous horgan; But yet I can state, and I'm not one to boast, That some of the gals is dead keen on old Morgan."

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Gramophone. Right. Plymouth eased out of his chair like it might buck and toss him in the air and crept over to the gramophone. Maybe he DID want to see Cela and him dance after all? Plymouth turned to look his shoulder at Cela, giving her a very sly sort of wink. He just hoped the Professor had some better tunes this time.

"Actually, in Defense Against the Dark Arts, with that crazy cooky... Erm.. I mean... Professor Kaziuh.. person.. I did get hit with one. It was crazy. I don't think I'm still suffering from the effects of that though. Surely not. Unless it's like the earhair that just keeps getting worse...." Wicked old Kazimeanughiz.

Plymouth was no gramophone expert, but after a few nob twitching and some trial and error, he figured it out. "Woo boy. Listen to that..."

Cela blushed at the wink Plymouth directed at her and tried to focus politely on the music rather than entertain the idea that perhaps they were going to have to dance. She looked at the professor expectantly.

Con_Stripes · 02-24-2009, 12:38 PM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Gramophone. Right. Plymouth eased out of his chair like it might buck and toss him in the air and crept over to the gramophone. Maybe he DID want to see Cela and him dance after all? Plymouth turned to look his shoulder at Cela, giving her a very sly sort of wink. He just hoped the Professor had some better tunes this time.

"Actually, in Defense Against the Dark Arts, with that crazy cooky... Erm.. I mean... Professor Kaziuh.. person.. I did get hit with one. It was crazy. I don't think I'm still suffering from the effects of that though. Surely not. Unless it's like the earhair that just keeps getting worse...." Wicked old Kazimeanughiz.

Plymouth was no gramophone expert, but after a few nob twitching and some trial and error, he figured it out. "Woo boy. Listen to that..."

"Nothing better than a few hours of cats to convince you that my music is not weird." Truebridge sighed, nodding to the music, "And to teach you some respect." Ethan looked between the two of them and brandished his wand.

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Originally Posted by Celandine

Celandine couldn't hold back her giggle of enjoyment as her chair went sliding again. Another page. Alright. Celandine flicked a few pages and let out a giggle as she saw where she had landed. She cleared her throat and began to read, shooting little glances at Plymouth as she did so. "I ain't got much polish, me manners is gruff, But I've got a good coat, and I keep meself smart; And everyone says, and I guess that's enough:`You can't but like Morgan, 'e's got a kind 'art.' I got knocked about on the Barbary Coast, And me voice it ain't no sich melliferous horgan; But yet I can state, and I'm not one to boast, That some of the gals is dead keen on old Morgan."

Cela blushed at the wink Plymouth directed at her and tried to focus politely on the music rather than entertain the idea that perhaps they were going to have to dance. She looked at the professor expectantly.

He flicked his wand at them, sending a strange glow reminiscent of stage lighting to hit each student. "Every time you so much as think a disrespectful thought about a professor, this wonderful soundtrack willl play in your head and you will dance. Every time you so much as consider acting up in class, you will hear the opening bars of the Rum Tum Tugger," He looked at Celandine, "I'm sure you, miss charms expert, can figure out how to reverse it, but in the mean time, you will learn to love listening to the Jellicle Ball as much as I do." Truebridge took a breath and gestured at the door, "You may go now."

SweetAussie · 02-24-2009, 12:43 PM

Agie had never actually met Professor Truebridge one on one, so she wasn't exactly sure what to expect from him. She did know some certain things and would like some answers. After a small hesitation, Agie reached out and tapped the door.

Con_Stripes · 02-24-2009, 12:50 PM

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Originally Posted by SweetAussie

Agie had never actually met Professor Truebridge one on one, so she wasn't exactly sure what to expect from him. She did know some certain things and would like some answers. After a small hesitation, Agie reached out and tapped the door.

Truebridge stood up and walked over to the door, leaning on the frame and... yes, well... striking a pose. "Can I help?"