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sweetpinkpixie · 12-16-2012, 01:20 PM

Several comfortable looking black leather sofa chairs await you in the small nook outside of Professor Flamsteed's office. The walls are bare save for a framed magazine cover and a large map on the wall opposite of the sofa chairs. Since the Astronomy professor keeps his door shut at all times, you will need to knock if you wish to speak with him. You could try to remove the protective charms placed on the door and break in, but that would not be very wise on your part as you would walk away with lime green eyebrows that won't fade for days and hair growing out of your ears down to the floor. While you wait to be invited in, why not read the latest issue of one of the many astronomy magazines stacked neatly on the wooden coffee table? StarDate Observer or Meteorite Mementos anyone? Do be careful as you take a seat, though. Despite the valiant efforts of students last term you are likely to walk away with a sparkly pink bum thanks to some left over glitter wedged between the cushions.

OOC: Please post in this thread FIRST, by having your character knock on the door. When the professor is ready to invite you in, I will post here letting you know and then you can post in the office. You may RP with friends here, but please try to keep the chit chat to a minimum. Thank you!

sweetpinkpixie · 02-18-2015, 06:08 PM

Giving both of them quick salutes, the astronomer wondered if he should plop himself out here and read a magazine for a few minutes just in case other students happened to drop by. He hadn't read this month's Meteorite Mementos yet anyway.

"Looking forward to it, Miss Valentine," he said with a small grin. Little white lie, as it were, but part of him genuinely was curious. He had only ever done half of his Arithmancy assignments - the calculation bits. The other half, well, let's just say that he had some generous friends who didn't want to see him get T's on all of his coursework.

Carefully flopping on to the sofa, making EXTRA sure there was no glitter in the area, he picked up the magazine, set his Enterprise model down on the table, and flipped to the first page. Just a few minutes and then he would go back into his office and his, er, 'project'.

Felixir · 02-18-2015, 07:12 PM

Toby figured that the professor least likely to be teaching at this time of day was probably Airey. More often than not, his classes were in the evening, or at least late afternoon, so this was probably his best shot. Of course, having taken the time to levitate a sickly Soph all the way down to the Potions Master's office and then come aaaall the way back up here (and then still needing to head back down to the second floor to return to class), he was cutting it a bit fine. Especially considering the fact that Airey might not even be here.

The Hufflepuff dashed up the Astronomy tower, finding himself way more exhausted than usual and sort of dreading the trek back down. He didn't slow down once he reached the seating area, and half-skidded, half stumbled to a halt inside. He still had his parchment and quill in hand, all ready to go.

"Starman." *breeeeeeeeeeathe*

Wow. Hadn't used that nickname in a while.

sweetpinkpixie · 02-18-2015, 07:29 PM

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Toby figured that the professor least likely to be teaching at this time of day was probably Airey. More often than not, his classes were in the evening, or at least late afternoon, so this was probably his best shot. Of course, having taken the time to levitate a sickly Soph all the way down to the Potions Master's office and then come aaaall the way back up here (and then still needing to head back down to the second floor to return to class), he was cutting it a bit fine. Especially considering the fact that Airey might not even be here.

The Hufflepuff dashed up the Astronomy tower, finding himself way more exhausted than usual and sort of dreading the trek back down. He didn't slow down once he reached the seating area, and half-skidded, half stumbled to a halt inside. He still had his parchment and quill in hand, all ready to go.

"Starman." *breeeeeeeeeeathe*

Wow. Hadn't used that nickname in a while.

Oooh-ing and aw-ing at an article about a new brand of meteorite shoes by Studio Swine, the astronomer was admiring his feet for a moment - even slipping is own shoes off to wiggle his toes - when Mr. Tempus can zooming in like an asteroid without a collision course. Reason being that the Hufflepuff had not crashed into anything. Thankfully.

Feeling like he should have a nickname in return - because that was the socially acceptable thing to do. Partake in the nickname giving - he paused for an uncomfortable moment before speaking. "Mr. Tempus," he eyed the quill and parchment. "Let me guess....Arithmancy?"

Felixir · 02-18-2015, 07:49 PM

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Oooh-ing and aw-ing at an article about a new brand of meteorite shoes by Studio Swine, the astronomer was admiring his feet for a moment - even slipping is own shoes off to wiggle his toes - when Mr. Tempus can zooming in like an asteroid without a collision course. Reason being that the Hufflepuff had not crashed into anything. Thankfully.

Feeling like he should have a nickname in return - because that was the socially acceptable thing to do. Partake in the nickname giving - he paused for an uncomfortable moment before speaking. "Mr. Tempus," he eyed the quill and parchment. "Let me guess....Arithmancy?"

Toby didn't correct the name thing right now, would no doubt get an opportunity to do so another time. Instead he managed a smile at the Astronomy professor and nodded while holding up his parchment. Sounded like he wasn't the first to come here.

"Uh-huh," he replied, noticing the parchment had gotten slightly crumpled in his grasp and taking a moment to uncrease it as much as possible. "Could I... use your birth date for this Major Cycles thing, please?" Okay. Parchment straightened out. All good. "I can find someone else, if you'd rather I didn't." Just 'cause he needed the birth year, and Toby figured there were professors who'd rather not let on about their age (not as though he'd be able to work it out without a calculator or something, but still).

sweetpinkpixie · 02-18-2015, 08:02 PM

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Toby didn't correct the name thing right now, would no doubt get an opportunity to do so another time. Instead he managed a smile at the Astronomy professor and nodded while holding up his parchment. Sounded like he wasn't the first to come here.

"Uh-huh," he replied, noticing the parchment had gotten slightly crumpled in his grasp and taking a moment to uncrease it as much as possible. "Could I... use your birth date for this Major Cycles thing, please?" Okay. Parchment straightened out. All good. "I can find someone else, if you'd rather I didn't." Just 'cause he needed the birth year, and Toby figured there were professors who'd rather not let on about their age (not as though he'd be able to work it out without a calculator or something, but still).

Typically, he would have drilled the boy a bit more on the task at hand, what it meant and everything to make sure he had been paying attention in class and all that...but seeing as he had just been given all that information not five minutes ago, well, he thought he could cut the boy a bit of slack there. Ask some different sorts of questions to make small talk? Why not?!

"Certainly. Would be bad form for me to send you away after all your huffing and puffing to get up here," he chuckled as he set his magazine down. "December 4, 2046....did you already calculate your own, er, Major Cycles?"

Felixir · 02-18-2015, 09:03 PM

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Typically, he would have drilled the boy a bit more on the task at hand, what it meant and everything to make sure he had been paying attention in class and all that...but seeing as he had just been given all that information not five minutes ago, well, he thought he could cut the boy a bit of slack there. Ask some different sorts of questions to make small talk? Why not?!

"Certainly. Would be bad form for me to send you away after all your huffing and puffing to get up here," he chuckled as he set his magazine down. "December 4, 2046....did you already calculate your own, er, Major Cycles?"

Toby allowed himself a little laugh too, vaguely wondering if that was some sort of pun, because Hufflepuff. If so... that was very good.

But WHEW. Relief. Airey was cool with it, which meant that Toby wasn't going to have to go charging around the castle on the lookout for someone else. He gave a huge sigh of relief, smiled a little wider, and wrote down and started reducing on his parchment even as he spoke.

"Yeah, we didn't interpret them yet. I peeked a little at the number meanings but I think we're just finding the numbers." He wondered if maybe interpreting them might be the homework. Hopefully it was, because Toby had a knack for that part, after all. "Mine were... nine, seven, and seven." Wait, no... saying numbers out loud was making him get all confused. He crossed a couple things out and quickly corrected them.

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Airey MiddleName Flamsteed
4th December 2046

December = 9 12
7 1 + 2 = 3
Cycle 1 = 3

04
0 + 4 = 4
Cycle 2 = 4

2046
2 + 0 + 4 + 6 = 12
1 + 2 = 3
Cycle 3 = 3

"Okay," Toby said, finishing up and glancing back over the parchment to double check. "I think that's right. Yours are... three, four, and three. If that... y'know, means anything to you." Soph had been a little sarky about him telling her what hers were when he saw her earlier, but Toby was putting that down to her headache.

WHEW. More relief, 'cause now he was done. That had been... relatively painless.

sweetpinkpixie · 02-18-2015, 09:40 PM

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Toby allowed himself a little laugh too, vaguely wondering if that was some sort of pun, because Hufflepuff. If so... that was very good.

But WHEW. Relief. Airey was cool with it, which meant that Toby wasn't going to have to go charging around the castle on the lookout for someone else. He gave a huge sigh of relief, smiled a little wider, and wrote down and started reducing on his parchment even as he spoke.

"Yeah, we didn't interpret them yet. I peeked a little at the number meanings but I think we're just finding the numbers." He wondered if maybe interpreting them might be the homework. Hopefully it was, because Toby had a knack for that part, after all. "Mine were... nine, seven, and seven." Wait, no... saying numbers out loud was making him get all confused. He crossed a couple things out and quickly corrected them.

"Okay," Toby said, finishing up and glancing back over the parchment to double check. "I think that's right. Yours are... three, four, and three. If that... y'know, means anything to you." Soph had been a little sarky about him telling her what hers were when he saw her earlier, but Toby was putting that down to her headache.

WHEW. More relief, 'cause now he was done. That had been... relatively painless.

9-7-7...well...that meant absolutely nothing to him. Same for his numbers apparently being 3-4-3. Well, besides it being the most unpopular formation in the English Premier League for decades now. Perhaps even a century!

"Nope, can't say that it does," he mused, his thoughts sufficiently distracted by football and being vulnerable to wide attacks or quick switch of play. "Perhaps you can come back and inform me." Cue a slightly cheeky wink from the professor.

Felixir · 02-19-2015, 12:56 AM

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9-7-7...well...that meant absolutely nothing to him. Same for his numbers apparently being 3-4-3. Well, besides it being the most unpopular formation in the English Premier League for decades now. Perhaps even a century!

"Nope, can't say that it does," he mused, his thoughts sufficiently distracted by football and being vulnerable to wide attacks or quick switch of play. "Perhaps you can come back and inform me." Cue a slightly cheeky wink from the professor.

Toby was trying his best to fold up the parchment neatly so that he could put it safely in his pocket for the trip back downstairs, but he was only succeeding in creasing it up even more. Even when he looked at Airey again, it took a conscious effort not to distractedly fiddle with it, but he managed.

"You got it, Professor," Toby said with a nod, before adding a salute for good measure. "I'm sure the answers are in the numbers. Or... something." Yeah. That. "I'd best be getting back; we only had half an hour and I forgot what time she even said that." Even so, Toby checked the watch Ella had given him for his seventeenth birthday. Well... it was still class time, so that was a good sign. "Thanks for your help, though. I appreciate it." He'd obviously return the favour, if such need for one ever arose.

griffin · 02-25-2015, 05:35 AM

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"Pumpkin cookies!" he exclaimed, clapping his hands together eagerly a few times. Even if the season of the pumpkin was arguably over and done, he was not one to turn down baked goods.

He paused for a moment and resisted snatching them from her right there on the spot.

"Just dropping off cookies today, Miss Wright?"

Or was this just a means of buttering him up for something else? He was, and always would be, wary of students bearing gifts.

Did Professor Flamsteed like pumpkin cookies? "Dropping off cookies... and some other things." ~~Other things like jars of swamp water. Was that any better than the tie?~~ Did he want to know what else she had? It wasn't a Ravenclaw tie this time ~~although the jar of swamp water probably wasn't any better. But there was a third thing that honestly wasn't as weird as swamp water or a slightly soiled Ravenclaw tie.~~ She probably wasn't going to set herself on fire either. She had gotten the wand thing sorted out. Maybe. It shouldn't be absorbing as much negative emotional energy as she had let it last year.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-01-2015, 06:26 AM

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Toby was trying his best to fold up the parchment neatly so that he could put it safely in his pocket for the trip back downstairs, but he was only succeeding in creasing it up even more. Even when he looked at Airey again, it took a conscious effort not to distractedly fiddle with it, but he managed.

"You got it, Professor," Toby said with a nod, before adding a salute for good measure. "I'm sure the answers are in the numbers. Or... something." Yeah. That. "I'd best be getting back; we only had half an hour and I forgot what time she even said that." Even so, Toby checked the watch Ella had given him for his seventeenth birthday. Well... it was still class time, so that was a good sign. "Thanks for your help, though. I appreciate it." He'd obviously return the favour, if such need for one ever arose.

The astronomer offered Mr. Tempus one last lingering salute. "Glad to have been of service," he chuckled. Even if the man was quite skeptical about the whole thing. He WAS, however, curious as to what the students would find out about him.

If anything. He was more willing to accept that option.

Giving the young man a proper send off - meaning he waited until he had turned the corner and was out of sight - Airey waited outside his office for a few more minutes before returning inside.

Back to action with his action figures! YIPPEE!

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Did Professor Flamsteed like pumpkin cookies? "Dropping off cookies... and some other things." ~~Other things like jars of swamp water. Was that any better than the tie?~~ Did he want to know what else she had? It wasn't a Ravenclaw tie this time ~~although the jar of swamp water probably wasn't any better. But there was a third thing that honestly wasn't as weird as swamp water or a slightly soiled Ravenclaw tie.~~ She probably wasn't going to set herself on fire either. She had gotten the wand thing sorted out. Maybe. It shouldn't be absorbing as much negative emotional energy as she had let it last year.

Other things? Airey was not sure how to interpret that, but he certainly would accept the cookies! "Well then, allow me to take those off your hands then," he grinned as he reached for the box.

Did he dare ask what the other things were?

griffin · 03-01-2015, 07:20 PM

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Other things? Airey was not sure how to interpret that, but he certainly would accept the cookies! "Well then, allow me to take those off your hands then," he grinned as he reached for the box.

Did he dare ask what the other things were?

Penelope handed the box of cookies to Professor Flamsteed. Now about those other things… The jar of swamp water was going on her list of slightly strange presents that would remain unexplained. There was however, another thing that Flamsteed was probably going to appreciate more than swamp water. Penelope reached into her pocket, feeling around to find what she was searching for. After pulling out a quill, a lint roller, and various other items, she finally found what she had been searching for. Putting everything else back in her pocket, Penelope presented what she had retrieved from her pocket to Flamsteed. It was a small rock, with googly eyes and a mouth that had been drawn on. The rock looked somewhat like Pebbles, and it was, in fact, intended to be a companion for Pebbles if Flamsteed accepted it.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-03-2015, 01:37 AM

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Penelope handed the box of cookies to Professor Flamsteed. Now about those other things… The jar of swamp water was going on her list of slightly strange presents that would remain unexplained. There was however, another thing that Flamsteed was probably going to appreciate more than swamp water. Penelope reached into her pocket, feeling around to find what she was searching for. After pulling out a quill, a lint roller, and various other items, she finally found what she had been searching for. Putting everything else back in her pocket, Penelope presented what she had retrieved from her pocket to Flamsteed. It was a small rock, with googly eyes and a mouth that had been drawn on. The rock looked somewhat like Pebbles, and it was, in fact, intended to be a companion for Pebbles if Flamsteed accepted it.

Watching curiously as the Ravenclaw emptied her extensive pockets. What was she looking....oh? OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH?!

The astronomer looked down at the small rock in the Ravenclaw's hand and blinked at it for a few moments. Was that? Did she? Had she? OH IT WAS DARLING! Keeping his composure, save for the eager glimmer in his eyes, he shifted his gaze from the little rock back to the Ravenclaw's place.

Although he was a little unnerved. First the girl was carrying around a lint roller and now a pet rock? Was she....his...mini me? The Mini Flamsteed?!

"How...cute," he said with a smile. "What is its name?"

griffin · 03-17-2015, 04:25 AM

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Watching curiously as the Ravenclaw emptied her extensive pockets. What was she looking....oh? OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH?!

The astronomer looked down at the small rock in the Ravenclaw's hand and blinked at it for a few moments. Was that? Did she? Had she? OH IT WAS DARLING! Keeping his composure, save for the eager glimmer in his eyes, he shifted his gaze from the little rock back to the Ravenclaw's place.

Although he was a little unnerved. First the girl was carrying around a lint roller and now a pet rock? Was she....his...mini me? The Mini Flamsteed?!

"How...cute," he said with a smile. "What is its name?"

Penelope looked at the rock in her hand and then back at Professor Flamsteed. She smiled at the astronomy professor. ”It doesn’t have a name yet. I thought you and Pebbles might enjoy keeping this one.” This was not the sort of pet rock that she intended to keep for herself. Was it okay to keep multiple pet rocks together? They theoretically couldn’t fight or reproduce if they were housed together.

Speaking of pet rocks, Penelope was getting an idea. Maybe she- no, maybe her Eagle Comrade group would like to make pet rocks. They could look for pebbles outside and bring them back to the art nook to decorate. And they could make little things for the pet rocks. It would be adorable! ”What do you think about looking for rocks outside followed by decorating them with faces to be pet rocks?” Professor Flamsteed might want to join them. She was going to tell her Eagle Comrade buddies about this.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-18-2015, 01:52 PM

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Penelope looked at the rock in her hand and then back at Professor Flamsteed. She smiled at the astronomy professor. ”It doesn’t have a name yet. I thought you and Pebbles might enjoy keeping this one.” This was not the sort of pet rock that she intended to keep for herself. Was it okay to keep multiple pet rocks together? They theoretically couldn’t fight or reproduce if they were housed together.

Speaking of pet rocks, Penelope was getting an idea. Maybe she- no, maybe her Eagle Comrade group would like to make pet rocks. They could look for pebbles outside and bring them back to the art nook to decorate. And they could make little things for the pet rocks. It would be adorable! ”What do you think about looking for rocks outside followed by decorating them with faces to be pet rocks?” Professor Flamsteed might want to join them. She was going to tell her Eagle Comrade buddies about this.

Oh...she was....she had brought him a pet rock? A companion for Pebbles? "That is astronomically thoughtful of you, Miss Wright," he grinned as he reached over to accept the new addition to the Flamsteeed family. If Medea could argue that they should get a pet raccoon...then he certainly could have another pet rock!

And that was just a STELLAR idea. Well, depending on what she planned to do with the rocks once they had completed the task. "Just what do you have planned for these pet rocks? Bringing them into the world without a place to go would be quite irresponsible."

Tazenhani · 03-24-2015, 06:19 AM

She had meant to make it up to the Professor's office earlier, but life. Simply, life. Because the life of an eleven year-old was so demanding. Utterly demanding.

So it was with shuffling feet that she went to the door, rapped twice and then deposited herself in one of the couches. Deposited her entire being. As a child of her small size, and a couch of its size, the plush leather nearly swallowed her whole upon her dropping upon it. Amur didn't much mind though. It was cozy. Perhaps she would take a nap while she waited. Who knew if the man was even about, or if he was out with Pebbles on one of their daily walks.

Snuggling up against the arm, Amur closed her eyes and tucked her knees up close. She would wait, just poke us Professor Flamsteed.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-24-2015, 03:02 PM

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She had meant to make it up to the Professor's office earlier, but life. Simply, life. Because the life of an eleven year-old was so demanding. Utterly demanding.

So it was with shuffling feet that she went to the door, rapped twice and then deposited herself in one of the couches. Deposited her entire being. As a child of her small size, and a couch of its size, the plush leather nearly swallowed her whole upon her dropping upon it. Amur didn't much mind though. It was cozy. Perhaps she would take a nap while she waited. Who knew if the man was even about, or if he was out with Pebbles on one of their daily walks.

Snuggling up against the arm, Amur closed her eyes and tucked her knees up close. She would wait, just poke us Professor Flamsteed.

Coming back from the astrophysics lab with a pleased smirk tugging at his lips, the astronomer had his nose in one of his scientific journals as he strolled through his seating area. He would have nearly missed the sleeping lump on his sofa had it not been for his need to bend over and tie the shoelaces on his right shoe - needed to handle those as soon as possible to prevent face planting into walls, doors, and the floor.

Blinking several times, as if he had just seen an meteorite impact right before his very blue eyes, he shook his head to refocus. Oh for the love of Merlin please don't let this be a dormmate issue...

"Miss Neverwinter," he whispered, poking the Gryffindor with his finger gentle on her shoulder. "Miss Neverwinter?"

Tazenhani · 03-24-2015, 06:27 PM

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Coming back from the astrophysics lab with a pleased smirk tugging at his lips, the astronomer had his nose in one of his scientific journals as he strolled through his seating area. He would have nearly missed the sleeping lump on his sofa had it not been for his need to bend over and tie the shoelaces on his right shoe - needed to handle those as soon as possible to prevent face planting into walls, doors, and the floor.

Blinking several times, as if he had just seen an meteorite impact right before his very blue eyes, he shook his head to refocus. Oh for the love of Merlin please don't let this be a dormmate issue...

"Miss Neverwinter," he whispered, poking the Gryffindor with his finger gentle on her shoulder. "Miss Neverwinter?"

She was juuust starting to drift off into a very strange dream, filled to the absolute brim with rocks and pebbles and stones all with eyes and smiley faces, when the poke to her shoulder startled her back into the present. In her disorientated mind, it felt more like a jab, and she went to swat the pesky intruder away when her fuzzy gaze focused on the face in front of her.

Her hand stopped mid swipe and she blinked away the fuzz once, twice, three times. "Professor Flamsteed." What was he doing down here? Amur pushed herself right-side up and blinked at the man. Last she remembered, he was a lot taller. "Sorry I was just...waiting."

Was something wrong with his foot still? She had thought that Professor Botros had taken care of that marvelously.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-25-2015, 02:48 PM

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She was juuust starting to drift off into a very strange dream, filled to the absolute brim with rocks and pebbles and stones all with eyes and smiley faces, when the poke to her shoulder startled her back into the present. In her disorientated mind, it felt more like a jab, and she went to swat the pesky intruder away when her fuzzy gaze focused on the face in front of her.

Her hand stopped mid swipe and she blinked away the fuzz once, twice, three times. "Professor Flamsteed." What was he doing down here? Amur pushed herself right-side up and blinked at the man. Last she remembered, he was a lot taller. "Sorry I was just...waiting."

Was something wrong with his foot still? She had thought that Professor Botros had taken care of that marvelously.

He had no where to go. Absolutely no where to go, besides rolling over his coffee table, to avoid the girl's hand that was apparently going to swat at him. Rolling over the coffee table seemed appealing...were it not for the fact that all his astronomy and science magazines would go all over the place and then he would have to strategically put them back...

Oh wait. HUZZAH! Good thing he had taken an eternity debating whether or not to roll. Now he both did not have to put his magazines back AND he had not been slapped. This was a good moment for the Astronomy professor.

"For...me?" he asked with a smile. "Of course you were. Why else would you be, um, not falling asleep here in my waiting area." Ahem. Just going to, um...clear his throat and getting back to tying his shoelace. "What can I, er, what can I do for you?"

And please don't ask for a blanket.

...or say that she passed out here waiting because she hadn't been able to sleep in her dorm room because of roommate things.

...or any sort of inquiry to do with teenage angst. Surely a first year was still in the clear of that?

Tazenhani · 03-26-2015, 03:54 AM

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He had no where to go. Absolutely no where to go, besides rolling over his coffee table, to avoid the girl's hand that was apparently going to swat at him. Rolling over the coffee table seemed appealing...were it not for the fact that all his astronomy and science magazines would go all over the place and then he would have to strategically put them back...

Oh wait. HUZZAH! Good thing he had taken an eternity debating whether or not to roll. Now he both did not have to put his magazines back AND he had not been slapped. This was a good moment for the Astronomy professor.

"For...me?" he asked with a smile. "Of course you were. Why else would you be, um, not falling asleep here in my waiting area." Ahem. Just going to, um...clear his throat and getting back to tying his shoelace. "What can I, er, what can I do for you?"

And please don't ask for a blanket.

...or say that she passed out here waiting because she hadn't been able to sleep in her dorm room because of roommate things.

...or any sort of inquiry to do with teenage angst. Surely a first year was still in the clear of that?

This Professor .... he got it.

Amur smiled in appreciation and glanced from the man's face to his foot and back again, while refraining from the overwhelming urge to rub the near-sleep from her eyes. Instead, she scrubbed her palms together as she watched him. "Well, I ....."

Her eyes drifted down to his shoe again. He was wearing closed-toed shoes, so it couldn't have been that bad, right? Maybe....

"How's your foot, Professor?" May as well clear that up before dipping into the rest of it.

*Holmesian Feline* · 03-26-2015, 01:41 PM

Ben had headed to the Gryffindor common room in his flight from Professor Bellaire's office, having been interested in hiding out as he dealt with the situation. However as he got higher in the castle, he began to have second thoughts. Yes, he had left Professor Quigley the toad there at the relative mercy since he hadn't been able to do anything in his wandless state. But that didn't mean he couldn't do something now that he wasn't under Bellaire's thumb as well.

So he detoured to the astronomy tower heading to his head of house. Flamsteed he at least trusted not to get him further into trouble....he hoped. Huring his way to the man's office door, Benny knocked on the wooden surface, a bit rougher than he might normally do if he thought about it. But it was important.

"Professor..." he called out as he stood back, really hoping the man was in.

sweetpinkpixie · 03-27-2015, 12:08 AM

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This Professor .... he got it.

Amur smiled in appreciation and glanced from the man's face to his foot and back again, while refraining from the overwhelming urge to rub the near-sleep from her eyes. Instead, she scrubbed her palms together as she watched him. "Well, I ....."

Her eyes drifted down to his shoe again. He was wearing closed-toed shoes, so it couldn't have been that bad, right? Maybe....

"How's your foot, Professor?" May as well clear that up before dipping into the rest of it.

Shoe laces back as they should be, he gave his foot a little wiggle to ensure that he had tied them adequately enough to not allow for any show shifting but not so tight that he may risk cutting off circulation. Had happened once. Purely on accident mind you.

"It's doing quite well, thank you," he grinned. "Had a few kinks to work out over the days that followed, but I'm well accustomed to using Episkey on my nose, so toes really aren't that different." Repairing cartilage and all that.

He gave the Gryffindor another once over. "Surely you did not come all the way here simply to check on the status of my feet," he chuckled.

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Ben had headed to the Gryffindor common room in his flight from Professor Bellaire's office, having been interested in hiding out as he dealt with the situation. However as he got higher in the castle, he began to have second thoughts. Yes, he had left Professor Quigley the toad there at the relative mercy since he hadn't been able to do anything in his wandless state. But that didn't mean he couldn't do something now that he wasn't under Bellaire's thumb as well.

So he detoured to the astronomy tower heading to his head of house. Flamsteed he at least trusted not to get him further into trouble....he hoped. Huring his way to the man's office door, Benny knocked on the wooden surface, a bit rougher than he might normally do if he thought about it. But it was important.

"Professor..." he called out as he stood back, really hoping the man was in.

Woozers. What a knock.

Thinking for a moment that Mr. Hirase had somehow sneaked back into the castle - never could tell these days with all those appearing passageways - and was coming to seek his unwarranted revenge, the Astronomy professor relaxed when he heard the voice attached to the knock.

Stellar. No migraines today.

"Mr. Atreyu," he greeted after swinging open the door. "Doing a bit exercising, are we?" Since the young man was all out of breath and everything.

*Holmesian Feline* · 03-27-2015, 12:24 AM

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Woozers. What a knock.

Thinking for a moment that Mr. Hirase had somehow sneaked back into the castle - never could tell these days with all those appearing passageways - and was coming to seek his unwarranted revenge, the Astronomy professor relaxed when he heard the voice attached to the knock.

Stellar. No migraines today.

"Mr. Atreyu," he greeted after swinging open the door. "Doing a bit exercising, are we?" Since the young man was all out of breath and everything.

Benny let out a breathe of relief when the door opened and he was greeted by the face of one Professor Flamsteed. A friendly greeting that gave him a touch of reassurance in the situation. Doing exercises? It was then that he fully registered what he must appear as, having rushed pretty much all the way up to the tower. He shook his head to answer in the negative as he consciously took the effort to calm down she he could get out what he needed to.

Breathe in...breathe out. Breathe in...breathe out.

"There was an incident," he finally said, starting out his story. How was he to explain all that had happened quickly and without rambling on needlessly. "Involving myself, and Professors Bellaire and Quigley." That tidbit laid out all the players in the situation. "I fear..." he began to go on, pausing as he bit his lip in nervousness.

"I fear Professor Quigley might be in trouble."

sweetpinkpixie · 03-27-2015, 01:16 AM

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Benny let out a breathe of relief when the door opened and he was greeted by the face of one Professor Flamsteed. A friendly greeting that gave him a touch of reassurance in the situation. Doing exercises? It was then that he fully registered what he must appear as, having rushed pretty much all the way up to the tower. He shook his head to answer in the negative as he consciously took the effort to calm down she he could get out what he needed to.

Breathe in...breathe out. Breathe in...breathe out.

"There was an incident," he finally said, starting out his story. How was he to explain all that had happened quickly and without rambling on needlessly. "Involving myself, and Professors Bellaire and Quigley." That tidbit laid out all the players in the situation. "I fear..." he began to go on, pausing as he bit his lip in nervousness.

"I fear Professor Quigley might be in trouble."

An incident? The Head of House's trouble senses were beginning to tingle - especially given Gryffindor's track record this term...but then it was revealed that it was NOT a Gryffindor problem.

Well, not student at least.

"When isn't there an incident involving that man," he chuckled, stroking his clean shaven chin. No, seriously? When? Airey was just glad that it wasn't just him from now on. Had Maddox to take some of the judgmental looks and blows now. It was rather pleasant. Made for fun conversation during their game nights.

"Trouble?" he questioned, not finishing his train of thought because, well, trouble followed Maddox around as well. His lackluster silver tongue always did him in.

*Holmesian Feline* · 03-27-2015, 01:27 AM

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An incident? The Head of House's trouble senses were beginning to tingle - especially given Gryffindor's track record this term...but then it was revealed that it was NOT a Gryffindor problem.

Well, not student at least.

"When isn't there an incident involving that man," he chuckled, stroking his clean shaven chin. No, seriously? When? Airey was just glad that it wasn't just him from now on. Had Maddox to take some of the judgmental looks and blows now. It was rather pleasant. Made for fun conversation during their game nights.

"Trouble?" he questioned, not finishing his train of thought because, well, trouble followed Maddox around as well. His lackluster silver tongue always did him in.

Ben was somewhat glad that the man hadn't pressed for certain details. He felt bad enough about getting caught and upsetting Bellaire. For Flamsteed to hear what had happened, and likely be ashamed of him, one of his lions, it would be worse. Granted there was still a chance that he could find out, but the fifth year was thinking more on his partner in crime at the moment.

"When last I saw him....he was a toad and the owner of a broken wand." Surely that was detail enough for the head of house. That he knew how Bellaire could be...and he seemed quite familiar with Quigley as well. "She um...let me go....but I couldn't just leave him in her possession." Which was why Benny was there, at the professor's office door, telling Airey all that had happened.

Well almost all.

Tazenhani · 03-27-2015, 03:10 AM

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Shoe laces back as they should be, he gave his foot a little wiggle to ensure that he had tied them adequately enough to not allow for any show shifting but not so tight that he may risk cutting off circulation. Had happened once. Purely on accident mind you.

"It's doing quite well, thank you," he grinned. "Had a few kinks to work out over the days that followed, but I'm well accustomed to using Episkey on my nose, so toes really aren't that different." Repairing cartilage and all that.

He gave the Gryffindor another once over. "Surely you did not come all the way here simply to check on the status of my feet," he chuckled.

Good good. Though, admittedly, slightly disappointing to hear that Professor Botros' healing skills weren't entirely up to puff. Then again, the man couldn't be awesome left, right and center now could he? Something had to give. Maybe.

Still, she was glad to hear it. While a cane suited Professor Botros just fine, she didn't think it would go well with Professor Flamsteed, Pebbles and his ninja-skills on the staircase. Would restrict the movement of both of them. So, she gave a hearty nod-nod, as she clasped her hands together on her lap.

"Not entirely." And then the excitement blossomed. "I-wanted-to-show-you-something-which-you-might-already-know-about-it-and-know-how-to-do-it-and-given-your-age-and-your-status-as-a-Professor-I-don't-doubt-it-but-in-the-offchance-that-you-don't-know-I-just-had-to-come-and-show-you."

Sucking in a breath, Amur watched the man with wide, hopeful eyes. She could show him, couldn't she? And he wouldn't know, right? This would be new and fun, just as new and fun as it had been for her when she learned it. Right? Until told otherwise, she was going to believe so.

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