| lazykitty | 01-20-2014 08:48 PM |
In addition to the grey hairs, some people are having weird aches and pains as if they were old or something :mellow: Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
(Post 11522793)
Glancing up when he heard his first student arrive, Airey grinned at the young Gryffindor. "Evening, Mr. Bart.....holomew," he greeted, remembering what a certain little fairy loving lioness had told him about the bra stealing boy. "This is no mere animal in this tank. It's my best mate, but I do enjoy conversing with him."
The astronomer chuckled. "Got to start the term off with a bang, don't I?" he said, placing careful emphasis on the word bang as he gave the prefect a quick salute.
But then he was staring at her. HARD CORE STARING. While he usually appreciated the girl's spunk and unconventional thinking, this rubbed the man the wrong way and he scowled briefly. "No." There was an uncharacteristic lack of amusement in his tone. "That would be murder, Miss Cambridge. I doubt you would be pleased if Miss Wisteria were to turn into a bass and someone blew her up, correct?"
Brow still furrowed in agitation, he glanced up at Mr. Tempus. "Evening, Mr. Tempus," he greeted, his tone laced in grumpiness. Blow up his best friend...HA. Kids these days. Wait..what? He shook his head and smiled at the Hufflepuff quite suddenly. "Professor Dursley says hello back, see him waving?" Very considerate of him to say hello. Yep.
Mood lifted thanks to Mr. Tempus' greeting, he nodded his head towards the Ravenclaw prefect. "Evening, Mr. Barrington. No, no green beards this time, but you wouldn't be able to open it even if you tried."
"Evening, Mr. Rehman," he smiled at the Hufflepuff as he finally stoop up from his squatting position. Both of his knees gave a loud CRACKING noise as he did, echoing softly in the classroom. He winced a bit and rubbed both of his knees before his expression returned to a smile. "Good to hear."
Rubbing his knees again briefly, he smiled at the Hufflepuff as she entered. "Evening, Miss Black, I am doing quite stellar. Thank you for asking."
"Just one, Mr. Lecium," he said while holding up his index finger. "A bass to be precise. He is just here to listen and see all of his old students again." Not to mention he couldn't leave Tiberius in his office with the ferret. Too risky considering what had happened last time.
"Evening, Miss Goldman," he said while giving the Gryffindor a quick salute.
Oh. Erm.
The professor squirmed internally when he saw this particular student enter. "Evening, erm, Miss Carrington," he greeted. "I'm doing just fine, thank you for asking."
"Evening, Mr. Radley," he greeted the boy, his eyes flicking towards who he had elected to sit next to. "Make sure she doesn't try anything funny will you?"
He took potential death threats against his bass very seriously.
"Hello, Mr. Summers. Getting an early start on No Shave November?" he asked with a quick gesture towards the Head Boy's chin.
"Evening, Miss Smith," he saluted to the Ravenclaw as she took her seat.
"Evening, Miss Buratta," he said with a slightly raised eyebrow. Big difference between 8 am and 8 pm students. Perhaps he should transfigure her into a pocket watch.
And since when had he been this upset over such a slip up done by students?
"Evening, Miss Newell," he greeted the young snakette.
And the answer to your multiple choice question would be D. All of the above. Perhaps a little more emphasis on option A though.
"Evening, Miss Ella," he smiled at the Head Girl. He would miss seeing her captaining on the pitch, but it seemed as though the new captain was running vigorous workouts. Assuming that is what her posture was indicating right now. "He is a mighty fine bass."
He nodded his head towards the Ravenclaw as she entered. If she wasn't going to say hello, then he wouldn't either.
"Hello, Mr. Strand," he smiled at the Hufflepuff. "Thank you, I am sure he appreciates the compliment as well."
He offered the Gryffindor a nod and a tight smile.
Airey stared at the seventh year and his fist. And no, the man had not cringe in fear of being punched in the face. Not too much anyway. "Evening, Mr. Romalotti," greeting, eyeing the fist again before forming one himself with his right hand and each knuckle CRACKING as he did. He returned the gesture though, gently rapping his fist against the boy's.
"Evening, Miss Paulidine," he smiled at the Gryffindor. "Do you not converse with your best friend? That is all I am doing." Or had been since, well, he was now conversing with students.
"Alright there, Mr. Banxton?" he asked the quidditch captain when he saw just how much the young man was struggling. "Not overdoing the quidditch practices are you?"
Airey had a very hard time making eye contact with this particular student as she walked in. Not that he was looking anywhere he ought not to be. Unless the ground was inappropriate, because that is where his eyes were at the moment. He did glance up when she greeted him and all he could see was a blue lace woman's support garment. "Evening, Miss Emmons," he greeted as his voice cracked like a teenage boy's. "I, ahem, hope nothing else has been borrowed from you recently."
And if it had, he really didn't want to hear about it. Probably shouldn't have even asked.
"Evening to you, Mr. Atreyu," he greeted the Gryffindor as he took his seat.
"Evening, Mr. Hirase," he said with a tight smile as his eyes drifted to the thing on top of the boy's head. "I do not believe that that," he said while pointing at the hat. "...is a part of a standard Hogwarts uniform. Remove it, please."
"Evening, Miss Astrid," he smiled at the girl. He paused for a moment while he thought about her name. "Your name reminds me of an asteroid. Don't suppose you would be in favor of my calling you Miss Asteroid, would you?" He had to ask.
He glanced back at Tiberius. "He is just glad to be here with all you."
"Evening, Miss Masterson," he smiled gently to the first year.
OOOOOOOOOOOOH look who it was! The adorable fox girl. Had she made any boy foxes go fraka-kaka-kaka-kaka-kow? "Evening, Miss Wayne. Good to see you again."
"Evening, Miss McAlistor," he greeted the Hufflepuff. "I'm just stellar. Eager to get started as well." He pulled back the sleeve on his suit jacket to look at his sundial watch. Should start soon. In just a few more minutes.
"Good evening, Miss Eventide," he saluted the Ravenclaw.
Airey was pleased to see the inquisitive Ravenclaw arrive - mostly because he was curious how she would answer some of the questions in today's lesson. "Evening, Miss Evans. You MAY ask, but you may not receive an answer." She would find out soon enough anyway. It wasn't nearly as exciting as student imaginations were probably making it out to be.
"Evening, Mr. Toussaint," he saluted the Gryffindor.
........................................
Squirming on the inside quite a bit, the professor swallowed hard and forced a smile on his face as he greeted the Slytherin. "Evening, Miss Konstantinova. Nope. No more buckets."
"Good evening, Miss Colbert," he greeted the girl. "Replace? Never. Pebbles is irreplaceable! I did purchase a pet over the summer, but not the bass. Professor Dursley found me along the Black Lake before term started. I saved his life you could say."
"Evening, Miss Adams," he greeted with a wide grin.
STARE.
Was Miss Fischer trying to tease him by MEOWING at him? His blue eyes squinted as he STARED some more at the quidditch captain while his lips tightened in a force and temporary scowl. He then noticed the manner in which the girl was walking that erased the scowl and turned it into a look of concern. "You alright, Miss Fischer?"
"Good evening, Miss Somerlad," he smiled at the prefect, flashing her a thumbs up as she took her seat.
"Evening, Miss Alden," he greeted the Hufflepuff. And yes, he DID hear the way she greeted her friend. Well, if she was allowed to call her Miss Asteroid, then he should too. Obviously.
"Miss Lockwood," he greeted as he scratched his head and.........was that....hair?
Eyes widening for just a moment, he quickly hid his hand, and the small bouquet of hair he had just pulled out, behind his back.
Shuffling over to the side so he could drop the hair without anyone noticing, he chuckled at Miss Edwards. "No no, I would never experiment on this bass," he replied shaking his head. "Even if he has always been a fan of muggle transportation and riding on a shuttle to Mars would be something he would be interested in."
The Hufflepuff boy received a nod and a grumpy look from the man. Well then, he wasn't going to take the effort to greet him if he wouldn't do the same.
"Good evening, Miss Greenwell," he saluted the Gryffindor. Always good to see the little quidditch star.
Again, he just stared at the student as she walked right by him without saying a thing. Kids these days. Pfft. Wasn't like he was asking them to walk upstairs both ways through the snow to his lesson. A simple hello would have been nice.
Airey stuck his finger in his ear after the girl greeted her, his face contorted just a little. Turn down the volume a little, yeah? "Evening," he greeted her in a soft voice.
Checking his sundial watch one more time, the professor decided that it was time to get things started. With a quick flick of his wand he shut the door to the classroom and then walked towards the center of the semicircle while holding his lower back with his right hand for the extra support he had been needing recently.
"Good evening and thank you all for coming," he greeted as he clapped his hands together twice to get everyone's attention. "Welcome to Astronomy, NOT to be confused with Astrology. For those of you who do not know me or may have forgotten my name, I am Professor Flamsteed and you may call me such or Professor Airey or sir." Hmmm. Odd. No matter. "Today we are going to travel back, figuratively speaking that is, nearly 14 billion years ago. To do this, I need to ask you all a unusual question." He then walked over to the black box on the table. Yep. Time for the big revealing - which really was not all that exciting. With one swift movement, Airey removed the lid and reached into the box to pull out nothing more than a measly chicken egg.
"Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? Or, as muggles will put it, which came first, the chicken or the egg?" he began as he held the egg up for everyone to see. "Originally intended to point out the futility of identifying the first case of a circular cause and consequence, but serves another purpose. It also evoked the questions of how life and the universe in general began, something that plagued mankind for centuries and still, to a certain extent, remains unknown." He idly tossed the egg in his hand, watching it rise and fall. "I want you all to pretend that this egg is thousands of times smaller than a pinhead. Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny tiny and is also hotter and denser than anything our human minds can imagine." He paused and looked around the classroom at everyone, were they all visualizing this? Yes? Good.
Then, without warning, he tossed the egg especially high into the air and took a BIG step to the right and simply allowed the egg to fall to the ground of the classroom with a SPLAT.
"Can anyone tell me what this was a crude illustration of?"
OOC: This lesson has officially started! Please do not post your character arriving now or else risk loss of house points for your house or some other punishment that Professor Flamsteed feels is appropriate. If you are joining us now, please just pretend as though your character has been here all along :D
Remember to say just ONE thing that your character sees as a difference between the two. Points will not be rewarded solely for correct answers <3
Class will resume at least 24 hours from now. I had some RL things come up that may keep me away from SS all of tomorrow. So I am sorry for the delay in advance <3
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Originally Posted by Felixir
(Post 11522802)
When Airey pointed out that Professor Dursley was waving at him, Tobias waved back at the bass. Manners, see? Real important.
But the lesson then started and Tobias actually opened his mouth to answer the 'chicken or the egg' question, 'cause he KNEW it. It actually wasn't that hard. Instead he held back and waited and made some notes.
Toby looked up from his notes just in time to see Professor Flamsteed tossing the egg up into the air and letting it fall.
Like actually fall.
And splat.
He wrinkled his nose slightly and stared at the egg whilst he heard other students give their answers. His immediate answer, The Big Bang, was gone. But that didn't mean he couldn't sort of get close to it.
"Atoms exploding?" Tobias suggested as he raised his hand, feeling an unfamiliar twinge or protest in his muscles as he did so. "Or technically more like one atom. The first one, which is hot and dense 'cause it contains everything that'll make the universe." See? He was trying to make links here. Trying. It was just hard to try and remember what he'd read about this stuff, if he'd read anything at all.
The boy lowered his hand again and absentmindedly rotated his shoulder, trying to stretch out the stiffness a bit.
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi
(Post 11522836)
No. Kevin shook his head as he looked at the Professor with his left hazel and right dark brown eyes. He was not taking off the baseball cap. His hand was still on top of his head to keep the hat in place as he shook his head. "I...i can't " he said, cursing at himself for letting out a stutter. An eleven year old with grey hair on the top of his head was just too embarrassing. "I have a..problem...and i don't want anyone to see..uhm...can i just...keep it on?" He wondered if someone had done a prank on his hair while he had been asleep.
Looking around the room for any supicious students wanting to take off his hat, Kevin turned his mismatched eyes back to the obviously weird Professor and tried to focus on what he was saying. They were going back in time billions of years?! Like for real?! The Gryffindor was suddenly getting excited and he sat a little righter in his chair until the man picked up a egg and asked them to visualize...something. Mweh! Boring.
Without trying to visualize anything, he placed his free hand (the other was still on his baseball cap to keep it safe on his head) and rested his chin in his hand. Soooo....what did a splashing egg had to do with astronomy? ...he had no idea. But he did know that he was hungry now. Thanks a lot.
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Originally Posted by Cassirin
(Post 11523069)
Ahem, yes. So the professor had noticed Mo's trouble getting up and it earned a comment, which was pretty embarassing. Maybe he WAS working too hard, but at least his players weren't... oh, nope. Benjy was looking pretty rough too. Nigel, at least, had that same cool approach to the world as usual. Maybe they all could just take a page out of Ni's book.
As the egg spread across the floor, Mo wrinkled his nose and offered, "In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move." Look, Professor. Mo Branxton has been doing reading about SPACE TRAVEL. Of sorts.
| Also, Professor Airey seems to be losing his hair :whaa:
*Colored bolding by me, of course. |
