Originally Posted by xiiWishiWasYours

Originally Posted by miss.malfoy.211

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

Ethan Truebridge cut his waffles up into perfect triangles and then went ahead and arranged them on his plate in pairs, everything slightly on an angle from other pieces and effectively breaking up the sheer roundness of his plate. No maple syrup, bacon, berries, banana, cream or anything on them, he ate them plain and in silence.

Originally Posted by Zecaar

Santi had eaten enough to get his mind going and turned his attention towards the professor who had thoroughly lectured them. Last night, he'd gotten in with a few prefects and other people who may be useful in the future, but he'd yet to converse with a professor, though in doing so he would have to be wildly vigilant to make sure to end up on the right side of his perception.

Thinking through his opening and direction, Santi moved over to Professor Truebridge, "Excuse me, Professor Truebridge? I just wanted to say that I think you did a great job in disciplining us after the atrocious behavior last night," Santi smiled hoping to cap the compliment. He wasn't sure if flattery would work on this professor, but everyone was susceptible to some extent. He went on looking down a bit as if he was nervous and slightly apologetic after all, presentation was everything, "I would've spoken up, but I'm a transfer student and didn't really know what being a Slytherin means. Sorry. By the way, I'm Santi Xu," he ended with a smile, sticking out his hand in greeting. He'd made the mistake last night, his slight lapse in thinking, of forgetting to introduce himself forcing the other to ask his name. People often didn't realize how such a small thing could influence one's perception of another, but it did, whether they recognized it or not. And perception is everything.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

Hmmm?

Ethan turned his head slightly. Was this boy expecting... Ethan to be flattered? Touched? Something?

"Of course. It is my job." He answered seriously, "Good to meet you Santi. where did you transfer from?" Ethan carefully shook the young man's hand. "I hope you'll come to learn what it means to be Slytherin. Indeed what it means to be of any house as it is important to understand the strengths and weaknesses of your opponents as well as your friends in all situations."

Originally Posted by Zecaar

He hadn't broken a smile, nor did he lighten in any way, perhaps he was always as dark as when he'd been addressing them. Perhaps he had to be when faced with the dark arts on a daily basis. Santi decided to let his smile slip away, for it was gaining him no ground, as he answered, "One of the Canadian schools, sir."

Interesting, Santi thought. Professor Truebridge understood that knowledge of yourself as well as where people stood was important. But of course he would, being the DADA professor. If he didn't, he wouldn't be a very good one.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"I transferred myself. From Hogwarts rather than to. After my fourth year, I transferred to the Wizarding Academy of Dramatic Arts." Completely deadpan, no expression on his face, Ethan added, "To train as an actor."

He went back to his waffles, eating them quietly and in a strange order which he'd apparently assigned to each piece based on the angle it formed with the edge of the plate.

"I've never been to Canada, must add the country to my list." He was a big traveller, tending to get itchy feet from being in one place too long. Working at Hogwarts he fought that off by going on expeditions during the summers.

Truebridge offered a small smile, neither friendly nor particularly cheerful though it was meant to be encouraging and he was clearly making some sort of effort.

Originally Posted by Zecaar

Santi was intrigued by this guy. His stolid askance was like none he'd seen, the smile he'd offered at the end seemed forced as though he acknowledged a social convention that he'd resigned himself to follow. Was it a defense mechanism to harden him from others? Or did he dislike revealing anything? Or perhaps, he was just disconnected and his face just reflected it. Santi couldn't quite figure it out and was therefore even more captivated by the professor.

Santi kept the interest in his voice, making the decision to ask about him instead of expand on himself... after all, knowledge was power. "Did you like training as an actor, sir?" He'd been undecided on the question he'd asked for the professor's expressionless mention of it may have indicated regret or embarrassment at the decision. He took the chance.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"I did indeed. I was good at it too." The monotone didn't give that away right now though. "I was less comfortable with the result of it though, the actual career itself was relatively pleasant until my name got known. Muggle broadway..." He added in explanation and then shrugged. Musical theatre was still something he appreciated.

"So I left."

He didn't much mind that this boy, Santi, was being curious. It didn't hurt for him to know any of this and Ethan judged it probably made him more approachable or something.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"Spot on as always, Lina. 3 points and I'd like to request that you come and speak to me in my office when you have a moment."

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"Well it appears you have actually managed to get into the positives. Don't go celebrating however because my leniency comes with a warning."

As he spoke house elves arrived, bringing breakfast and setting the dueling platform up like a table, summoning chairs for everyone.

"The next Slytherin I find causing trouble will lose every one of those points you gained as well as losing Hogsmeade privileges for the whole house for a month. I will not tolerate disrespect and none of you should tolerate it amongst your peers either. Think about it. When was the last time Slytherin won the house cup? The Quidditch cup? Even the Gobstones cup was wrested from Slytherin control by Ravenclaw last term. When was the last time Slytherin house worked together to achieve? Every point counts, every assignment, every smile, every bit of encouragement. You still have Quidditch, I'd like to see all of you in the stands cheering the team if you are not on the team yourself. I'll even come along myself."

And he really wasn't all that big of a fan.

"Eat your breakfast, students. Feel free to enjoy your morning and make yourselves comfortable here now. You can talk and chat as usual but keep in your mind that you and your housemates need to be united. Even the students who were punished need to be accepted and taught what it means to be Slytherin. Even those who chose not to show up this morning. Teach them."

Truebridge paused.

"After breakfast that is."

And it was almost like a mini feast. Pancakes, waffles, toast, cereal, sausages, beans; almost anything anyone might ever think of as a breakfast.

Ethan sat down and began to put food on a plate for himself, encouraging the students to do the same.



ooc: had to split the post... ran out of characters while quoting you guys haha

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"3 points, Dillon." Truebridge nodded after listening to the boy's answer. "'Learn that our actions affect us all.' Very true." Apparently they were learning that very quickly.




Truebridge offered a respectful nod to the Bloody Baron.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"Well it appears you have actually managed to get into the positives. Don't go celebrating however because my leniency comes with a warning."

As he spoke house elves arrived, bringing breakfast and setting the dueling platform up like a table, summoning chairs for everyone.

"The next Slytherin I find causing trouble will lose every one of those points you gained as well as losing Hogsmeade privileges for the whole house for a month. I will not tolerate disrespect and none of you should tolerate it amongst your peers either. Think about it. When was the last time Slytherin won the house cup? The Quidditch cup? Even the Gobstones cup was wrested from Slytherin control by Ravenclaw last term. When was the last time Slytherin house worked together to achieve? Every point counts, every assignment, every smile, every bit of encouragement. You still have Quidditch, I'd like to see all of you in the stands cheering the team if you are not on the team yourself. I'll even come along myself."

And he really wasn't all that big of a fan.

"Eat your breakfast, students. Feel free to enjoy your morning and make yourselves comfortable here now. You can talk and chat as usual but keep in your mind that you and your housemates need to be united. Even the students who were punished need to be accepted and taught what it means to be Slytherin. Even those who chose not to show up this morning. Teach them."

Truebridge paused.

"After breakfast that is."

And it was almost like a mini feast. Pancakes, waffles, toast, cereal, sausages, beans; almost anything anyone might ever think of as a breakfast.

Ethan sat down and began to put food on a plate for himself, encouraging the students to do the same.

Ethan Truebridge cut his waffles up into perfect triangles and then went ahead and arranged them on his plate in pairs, everything slightly on an angle from other pieces and effectively breaking up the sheer roundness of his plate. No maple syrup, bacon, berries, banana, cream or anything on them, he ate them plain and in silence.

Originally Posted by Zecaar

Smiling as he mentioned broadway, Santi shifted his weight thinking of the plays his mother had brought him to watch. She'd always had a fond appreciation for the arts.

Santi noted that Truebridge was very good at guarding his conversation, he'd spoken but said little that was too revealing. All Santi had been able to gather is his affection for the theatre indicating his artsy side and how he even spoke of things such as though he was bored of the world.

Perhaps a more important and direct route would provide better results. "Do you mind me asking sir what you intend to teach us this semester? I've been curious for a while now, not to mention itching to begin. I find the summer quite boring," he added in explanation to reveal that he's one who needed his mind to be stimulated to be happy.

Originally Posted by astoriagreengrass:)

Chase nodded back Truebridge.SHe realized she was the only troublemaker in the room. Well than I'm sure brave.

She took one glance at breakafast and wanted to skip it. She wasnot ungry.period.

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"A range of things. Duelling technique naturally, plus a little about dark creatures and a few spells." Ethan answered. "I might help out the Care of Magical Creatures with a lesson at some point also." Wouldn't be the first time, though Ethan doubted Iliana would ask him to bring another dragon to the school. Something dangerous though, most likely.

"And of course there will be further learning opportunities for those who join the Duelling club." Truebridge added, finishing his waffles aside from one piece which he left there in order to break up the roundness of the plate.

He glanced around the arena, putting names to faces and trying to figure how many Slytherins had signed up to the Duelling club so far. His expectations were that it'd be mostly Ravenclaws as they tended to be the house most eager to take on extra learning opportunities. Maybe his Slytherins would prove him wrong?

Originally Posted by Con_Stripes

"Well it appears you have actually managed to get into the positives. Don't go celebrating however because my leniency comes with a warning."

As he spoke house elves arrived, bringing breakfast and setting the dueling platform up like a table, summoning chairs for everyone.

"The next Slytherin I find causing trouble will lose every one of those points you gained as well as losing Hogsmeade privileges for the whole house for a month. I will not tolerate disrespect and none of you should tolerate it amongst your peers either. Think about it. When was the last time Slytherin won the house cup? The Quidditch cup? Even the Gobstones cup was wrested from Slytherin control by Ravenclaw last term. When was the last time Slytherin house worked together to achieve? Every point counts, every assignment, every smile, every bit of encouragement. You still have Quidditch, I'd like to see all of you in the stands cheering the team if you are not on the team yourself. I'll even come along myself."

And he really wasn't all that big of a fan.

"Eat your breakfast, students. Feel free to enjoy your morning and make yourselves comfortable here now. You can talk and chat as usual but keep in your mind that you and your housemates need to be united. Even the students who were punished need to be accepted and taught what it means to be Slytherin. Even those who chose not to show up this morning. Teach them."

Truebridge paused.

"After breakfast that is."

And it was almost like a mini feast. Pancakes, waffles, toast, cereal, sausages, beans; almost anything anyone might ever think of as a breakfast.

Ethan sat down and began to put food on a plate for himself, encouraging the students to do the same.



ooc: had to split the post... ran out of characters while quoting you guys haha

Originally Posted by Zecaar

Care of Magical Creatures... that would be more to Santi's liking than DADA. DADA was okay, as one should always know how to defend oneself, but he loved animals and loved to learn about them just because it interested him. The ways in which creatures had learned to do the same thing in so many ways and how they've diverged to create such a wide variety of species.

A duelling club though? It didn't really appeal to Santi, he was much more the watcher than the doer. He would like to watch as people dueled, inclined to learn that way rather than throw himself into the fray. Though he felt this way, he decided to tell the professor a slightly different story, "Could I come and watch the Duelling club first? I just want to see how it's done before I join in. I've never really dueled before," very much, he thought. He had gotten into a few small duels but never very extensive and mostly with the element of surprise. It was such a good tool.

Originally Posted by luna_severus_26

Leilani followed the Proffesor and took a plate, carefully placing two waffles and a bunch of strawberries on her plate. She wanted to go talk to the Proffesor but she didn't want to talk to him in front of other people. Just in case they were listening.

Finding a place to sit, Leilani and her plate took a seat. She took a mouthful of waffle/strawberries and wiped her mouth off. Coffee liked strawberries. And waffles. And waffle/strawberries. Mabey she'd bring him some. But did she gave her plastic bag?? ....... Yes. Yes she did.

Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands

Destiny TOTALLY knew the answer to the question Professor Truebridge asked. It was quite obvious that being Slytherin means being the most AWESOME one could be! And she would have said that too, except for a rather scary ghost had appeared, making it very difficult for her to talk. She stood there, open mouthed, just staring. She couldn't help her staring. She thought if she turned away for one second, The Bloody Baron would be on top of her like a gnome on a horklump! There was no way she would be eaten by a ghost. Not today.

Still staring, she heard the Professor mention for them to go and eat, and followed very closely behind Evelyn walked over to the table. Why was that ghost here anyway, and how was she supposed to eat when the ghost dude was covered in blood!? If she wasn't so hungry, the sight might have made her a bit squeamish. Tooooo hungry for that. Quickly and very shifty-like, Destiny picked up a waffle..or it could have been a pancake, and shoved it in her mouth. Noticing Evelyn actually eating, since Destiny hardly ever seen that happen, she finally took her eyes off the ghost dude, and looked at Evelyn's plate, "What is that!?" she asked pointing to a random thing on her friends plate.

She wanted it. Whatever it was.

Originally Posted by individual

Seriously, the toast and fruit definitely hit the spot. Especially the watermelon and strawberries!

Finally feeling a little more satisfied that she had food in her stomach, and tired again, that feeling did not stay for too long when someone practically shrieked in her ear, making her jump a mile.

In the process, all the food that was still on her plate went flying in all directions. Great. Just great. With narrowed eyes, she turned to whoever it was, not expecting anyone she knew, and she was both annoyed and pleasantly surprised to see Destiny standing there. "Hi to you too." she muttered, bending down to pick up the food that had dropped to the floor. At least she wasn't choking or anything.

"It was fruit and toast." She wasn't hungry anymore anyways. Although, she was pretty certain she would have been able to eat that last strawberry and watermelon piece on her plate. Whatever though. Standing back up, Evelyn took a deep breathe and smiled. Smiling was goooooood! And she was getting used to it too! "It's right there if you want some." she said, pointing to the toast and fruit on the table.

"And the plates...are there..." she said, noticing the lack of such in Destiny's hands.