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Astronomy professor was weird. Skylar had officially confirmed that at the start of term feast and reaffirmed it when she re-read the rules for the lesson. Using a lint roller before entering the classroom? Like that was a bit OCD, wasn't it? And then there was the greeting. Perhaps his name should be Flamboyant, not Flamsteed, because Sky definitely thought that name fit this particular professor more. Nonetheless the first year left early to head up to the towers because lots of stairs were lots of stairs. And they moved. Using the lint roller Choosing a desk with a honeycrisp, Sky was about to pick it up and take a bite, when she read the note on the blackboard to refrain from consuming. Ugh, of course there had to be a red herring. There always was. So not only was it late and she would have to navigate all the way back down to the dungeons after the lesson, but she couldn't even have a snack? Not cool, Mr Flamboyant one. |
Rula decided to skip over the lint roller today since she was quite confident she didn't have any cat hair on her robes - she kept herself and her clothes pretty clean, after all. And even if there was a strand or two here or there, it wouldn't be super noticeable anyway unless he suddenly decided to go over their robes with a magnifying glass or something like that. Which would be weird. Anyway, she entered the classroom and noticed the apples on the desks first. Oh, that was interesting. Were they going to get to eat those or were they for some sort of demonstration? Probably the latter, she figured, though it wasn't too big of a deal for her. She could have an apple later if she wanted. Then she noticed Professor Flamsteed looking out at the view. "Live long and prosper, Professor," she greeted with a polite smile, making the V-shape with her fingers as instructed, though she wasn't a huge fan of whatever this was. What was wrong with a simple hello? She took a seat toward the center of the semi-circle, at a desk with a bright red apple on it. Was that kid over there juggling some apples? Nice. |
Lint free and appreciative of the view, Maddie made her way to her seat. She didn't care much for the vulcan salute but she did give the rather exuberant astronomy expert a polite smile and a, "Hello Professor." Dot got a smile as well. Apples, hm? Thought there was no food allowed in this classroom. |
Rooney took a seat after greeting the Professor with a simple hand raise. He wasn't sure about how things were already all over the place when he hadn't even been back at school that long. At least things were still okay with Miss Charlotte and she hadn't wanted to stop things with him because of the Blaise stuff. And the Olly stuff. And the Phillip stuff. AND then the Daxton stuff.. The Daxton stuff that he didn't understand, because he didn't even know the kid. He'd never been around him in an environment that wasn't a class. Well, he had. On the train. That had been confusing. Maybe his annoyance about that had affected his mood today. He didn't even care about the audition he had this winter. He just wanted to do his classes, pass his exams and read his script. ... And be confused about APPLES. What did they have to do with Astronomy..? |
Stairs. Stairs. Stairs. Lint Roller. There were so many things he had to go through to get to this classroom, but it was worth it, because he liked this class, and he liked Professor Flamsteed. The small boy rushed up to the Astronomy classroom as he always did, eager to get the seat closest to where the professor would be. From the start of term last year until now, Jaemin still had not mastered the finger thing that the professor had them start off with in class. He just couldn't get his ring finger and his skinny little pinky to go together the right way, so they just kinda hung out separately. Still, he bounced into the room and held his hand up in the salute, humming as he went to the best seat he could get. Nyyyyyooooooom. He plopped himself down rather unceremoniously into the seat and leaned down to squint at the green apple on the desk. The best kind of apple there was, honestly. Hopefully he'd get to eat it before class ended. It just being there made him want apples. |
He was HERE! No really, with a few minutes to spare Blaise Bellaire could be seen skidding into the Astronomy classroom. "Present Professor!" Nevermind that he wasn't ACTUALLY late. According to his watch, he had maybe another minute before the lesson officially began. "Just gimme one second!" And with that, the boy dashed from the room again to get the lint roller going all over his robes. All over his quill and notepad too, yup. Lint free. This was how one attended Astronomy. Now fitting regulations, Blaise marched confidently back into the room and immediately went to take his seat--"Oh man, Professor, you're feeding us??? Merlin's beard, you shouldn't have--but by all means--" Eh?...They...couldn't eat the apples...but....but... That confused look he now wore? Yeah. YEAH. |
lesson officially starts here! Wishing that Hogwarts was in the Southern hemisphere for particular reasons, Airey leaned against one of the stone pillars and took in the view in silence for a few more moments before the first steps of student feet against the castle’s stone floor began echoing softly in the corridor. SPOILER!!: Azura! Steps that belonged to Miss Kennedy, as the case was. “Good evening, Miss Kennedy,” the astronomer greeted with a standard salute rather than Vulcan one for now. Complete sense of normalcy in his tone. It was what he had wanted when he had felt his world crashing down. Normalcy. SPOILER!!: Dante! “Live long and prosper, Mr. Barrington,” Airey chuckled upon returning the Vulcan salute, grinning at the young man’s movements regarding the apple. G R I N N I N G. Kind of creepily, really. SPOILER!!: Selina! Watching as the first year took her seat, the astronomer did a bit of a double take at the scarf but tried not to think toooooooooo much off it. He did, however, give in to the urge to make a comment. “Evening, Miss Valentine,” he nodded to the Hufflepuff, admittedly having a bit of a Miss Wisteria flashback. “I hope you haven’t lost your Hufflepuff scarff.” SPOILER!!: Daxton! “You’ll be needing that, Mr. Prince,” Airey warned the Ravenclaw, his tone non-negotiable. “I suggested you pick that up.” SPOILER!!: Scarlett! “Live long and prosper, Miss Reynolds,” he greeted with a Vulcan salute. SPOILER!!: Haddie! Well, Miss Denaker certainly seemed to be in a chipper mood and the professor smiled nervously as a result. Ravenclaw females in a chipper mood were ALMOST more terrifying than Ravenclaw females full of angst. Or were Penelope Wright. Just had to survive this last term with the Head Girl and have her survive and then he was in the clear! “Live long and prosper,” he returned, a bit delayed as he was lost in his thoughts there for a moment. He merely cleared his throat at the apple incident. No rule breaking YET, so just a not-so-subtle warning look as his blue eyes turned towards the door to greet the next student. And yes, the effort to perform the salute correctly was appreciated. SPOILER!!: Evie! “It certainly is stellar tonight,” he replied, grinning, at the first year. “I am hoping for clear skies like this next week as well. Which...according to my calculations and observations, should be the case.” He had things to do and pretend to see, you see. SPOILER!!: Olly! Oh angst. The Slytherin boy was oozing angst. Clearing his through, the astronomer saluted in reply to the boy’s greeting and opted to leave things at that. Angst. Teenage angst. Stay away. SPOILER!!: Kaycee! “Live long and prosper, Miss Richards,” he greeted the prefect. And then he was back to grinning, creepily, at the exchange between her and Mr. Barrington. “If not now...perhaps in approximately…” He glanced at his sundial watch. “...approximately 25 minutes...it will be more of an attainable goal.” SPOILER!!: Janelle! “Evening, Miss Guidry,” he saluted in reply to the Ravenclaw. SPOILER!!: Isabella Perhaps Hogwarts students need to eat larger meals? Dinner had not been two hours ago and already the ratio of hungry looking students nearly taking bites out of their apples - which surprised the man after the school’s history with food. Although he supposed very few students here now remembered the ice cream term...although there were still many who had experienced the werewolf oreos. Ah young impressionable minds. Oops. “Patience, Miss Melo,” he winked at the first year. SPOILER!!: Dot! If the man were capable of reading thoughts, he would be grateful for the lack of sir - although not the reasoning behind it, naturally - as he quite despised being called sir. Sir was reserved for his father and...well...thoughts he would rather not dwell on at the moment. “Evening, Miss Wojack-Gusey,” he greeted, complete with a Vulcan salute. “Live long and prosper.” GRIN. SPOILER!!: Clara! “Live long and prosper, Miss Simelanu,” Airey grinned. First years and their enthusiasm...it was almost endearing. Almost. His ears may have hinted at a bit of a reddish hue for simply thinking the term. SPOILER!!: Henric! Admiral Commander. Oh sweet solstice. “Sleep through the day, Mr. Nicolei?” the professor teased. Would explain the longing looks the Head Boy was giving the apple on his desk. SPOILER!!: Tenacious! Sweet...solstice. How in Merlin’s beard did the second year know THAT century old phrase? Color the astronomer impressed. “Live long and prosper, Mr. Salander,” the man chuckled. He then threw looks towards Miss Richards and Mr. Barrington. Speaking of juggling. Heh. “Quite impressive.” SPOILER!!: Fiyero! “Good evening, Mr. Jones,” the astronomer greeted, practically beaming at the young man for including Pebbles in his greeting. Yes, take a couple thousand awesome points for that and then some! SPOILER!!: Jace! Airey nodded his head toward Mr. Reed as he made his way over to his seat. Good evening to you as well, young man. SPOILER!!: Juno! Sir. Ug. The astronomer tried to keep the chill from running the length of his back. “Professor will do, Miss Darcy,” he nodded in reply. Please. Thank you. SPOILER!!: Mel! What...in the….. “Shrinking charms ought to do the trick with...that,” the man gestured vaguely towards the Gryffindor and the sweater that looked as though it were going to swallow her whole. Technically...still in uniform but sweet solstice. SPOILER!!: Bella! “Live long and prosper, Miss Miklos,” Airey greeted in return. Vulcan salute a given. SPOILER!!: Marsha! “Live long and prosper, Miss Hanover,” he smiled. He would need to discuss her running regime again for this term sometime so, and the Head of House made a mental note to try and remember to ask her about it at a more opportune time. SPOILER!!: Hady! Was it the Slytherins with the angst today? What an ironic twist in the never ending saga that was Hogwarts’ teenagers. Just...going to casual nod is head in the direction of Miss Lynch and...yes…. No angst in his general direction, please? Thank you. SPOILER!!: Chloe! Airey returned the Ravenclaw’s smile with an obnoxious one of his own. SPOILER!!: Kitty! “Live long and prosper, Miss Valentine.” SPOILER!!: Skylar! See? More...angsty Slytherins. Or at least that was how he was going to choose to understand the lack of enthusiasm. Who DIDN’T like the Vulcan salute? Khan...probably. Definitely. “Live long and prosper, Miss Diggory.” SPOILER!!: Rula! Checking his sundial watch, the astronomer slowly began making his way back towards his desk. “Live long and prosper, Miss Botros.” SPOILER!!: Maddie! “Good evening, Miss Cooper,” he nodded at the seventh year upon leaning against his desk. He gave Pebbles a quick glanced and mouthed ‘Just a few more minutes?’ The rock seemed to agree to this because the astronut nodded his head and then looked towards the door. SPOILER!!: Rooney! Airey returned the gesture, only with a Vulcan salute from himself sans the verbal greeting. This Ravenclaw, however, DID seem to have some angst oozing from him? Sweet solstice...was he developing a proper angst radar? He had been at Hogwarts far too long. Sweet solstice. SPOILER!!: Jaemin! At least Mr. Song seemed...not like some of his housemates. Airey grinned knowingly at the second year as he took his seat and, where the Slytherin to notice, may have cause for alarm as the man’s smile usually did warrant such a reaction. But all would become clear soon enough. Soon. In fact….now? Now was good. SPOILER!!: Blaise! Or no not NOW now...but in 45 seconds now. Alright 2 minutes since Mr. Blaise was backtracking and delinting AFTER already stepping into the classroom. Thankfully they were not on an actual space shuttle, eh? "Patience, Mr. Blaise," the man mused with one last glance at his watch. NOW...now? Now. Yes. Now. Tapping his sundial watch with an approving nod, Airey turned his attention towards the classroom door and with a flick of his wand caused it to shut. Right then, now to get this show on the road! “Good evening and welcome to another Astronomy lesson - not to ever be confused with the pseudoscientific hokum known as Astrology,” the man began with his standard and friendly reminder of why they all were gathered here in this classroom. “Let’s begin first by addressing the dragon in the room,” he continued as he summoned his own apple - a crisp Alfriston apple - and why the man knew all these different types of apples would remain a mystery indefinitely - and held it up for all the class to see. “Apples. I can tell from the expressions on many of your faces you are wondering what in Merlin’s beard those are doing on your desks and whether or not you can eat it. Please rest assured that should your apple survive the remainder of the lesson that you are free to take your apple with you and consume it. Your apple has not been modified in any way and will produce no magical side effects.” Tossing his own apple up in the air and catching it, Airey grinned and scanned the semi circle of desks before continuing. “But before we delve into all that, everyone please take a careful look at your apple and those belonging to the persons to your right and to your left...unless you are on the end of our semi circle and then just either to your right or your left. What is true about them? What are some universal truths about your apples?” Yeah...what ABOUT them apples? HUH?! OOC: this lesson has officially begun! Please do not post your character arriving late unless you are prepared to accept any IC consequences :D |
Astronomy not Astrology. Got it. Isabella looked at her apple, then at the apples of her desk neighbors. What was the same about them? Well, not the color, for sure. Nor size, since hers was smaller. And not even all apples had apple smell. Bad apples, for example, smelled bad, not apple-y. Surely she could think of something, though. Isabella raised her hand. "Apples always grow on trees," she said. There used to be apple trees in her mother's garden. Her mother let her eat the apples. Isabella wiggled her toes in her shoes, trying not to visibly show how impatient she was about eating the apple. |
Azura blinked a little as she watched Professor Flamsteed toss his Apple into the air and catch it perfectly. Ahh, what coordination, what Azura wouldn't give to have that. She looked at her apple and then at the apples of the people to the left and right of her.. What were some universal truths about their apples? Her hand went into the air as she spoke, "Apples are a fruit. " They also tasted delicious, but that was just a truth to her. |
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"It would probably hurt if you tossed this at someone." she offered with a grin and a half raised hand. That was what he was looking for, right? It was better than saying something about how all apples were related. This was not herbology. |
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"They're all fruit, professor, which is to say they're the reproductive body of a seed plant." Maybe obvious, but it was important to get basic definitions out of the way. |
Melbourne looked down at her sweater and then up at Professor Flamsteed. “Thank you Professor, I will try that…um…in a bit maybe?” She was about to say hello to more people when she heard the Professor asked questions about Apples. There were probably many universal truths about apples and the second year wanted to hear all of them…well not all that would probably take FOREVER. She did take out her quill and parchment. The scratching sound was probably not what others would have expected someone to do…take notes on things that are true about ALL apple forms? She chewed her lip a bit before setting down her quill and raising her hand. “Apples are fat, sodium, and cholesterol free” Melbourne’s voice was almost quiet as she spoke. She didn’t after all want to sound either too much like the bookworm she truly was, or like a brash rough-and-tumble Gryffindor…which, lets be real she was both. |
Olly's feelings were hurt. He had been perfectly nice and greeted Professor Flamsteed with the customary 'live long and prosper' but had gotten nothing in return. A salute, sure. But no verbal greeting like almost everyone else had gotten. Why? Had he done something wrong? He turned his head and just stared at Flamsteed for a moment, unsure if there was something he was supposed to do. He had used the lint roller and everything. He couldn't possible have done that wrong, could he? Olly scrunched his eyebrows together, trying to think of a reason Flamsteed might not have said hello to him but he was coming up blank. Alright then. Fine. The lesson was starting now but Olly was still puzzling through what he had done differently. He missed the first part of what Flamsteed was saying but did catch the part where he said they could eat them after the lesson if they survived. If. What was that supposed to mean? He heard the question too, and glanced around him at his apples and at the apples of others. Universal truth? They were apples, did that count? Somehow he didn't think it did. "Mine's red," he offered, giving said apple a little poke. |
Well. The small Slytherin was going to do his best to make sure his apple survived the class then. Because if it didn't, he was going to have to stop in the kitchens and look for one to eat before falling asleep. Jaemin returned the professor's grin with one of his own, because he was clearly not worried about anything this professor would do. He'd taught him spells and stuff. They obviously understood each other and stuff. Plus, Jaemin had already been shrunk this term, which meant Airey wasn't going to do that. Lightning never struck twice, and all that. The small boy picked up the apple on his desk just then, giving it a gentle squeeze to check how hard or soft it was. It felt good. A good apple. He held it up to his nose and sniffed it. Definitely apple-scented. "They come in a whole ton of different colours and flavours, cause they're from different kinds of apple trees... they have flowers, too," he murmured, idly playing with the stem on his granny smith. "The green ones are more tangy." Which made them better. The best. The other ones were too sweet. Jaemin looked at the other students along the horseshoe, squinting a little at their different apples. He didn't much care for the red or yellow ones at all, really. They just didn't taste as nice to him. Whenever his mom bought those ones, he didn't eat them, even if she pestered him to do so. "Isn't there an old saying, too... about apples keeping doctors away?" Something something |
Patience? Oh yeah, he completely had that. In fact, watch him move his apple to the top corner of his desk in a vein attempt to remove it from his immediate attention. Vain because the discussion so far WAS on apples and it kept drawing his eyes back to the one he had. The thing was, the longer he sat there....was the more he got the feeling he was walking into a trap. Whenever Professors fed them outside of meals, more often than not things happened that he didn't approve. So maybe it was good the apple was on that side of the desk afterall. This would not happen again. He would not grow, shrink, split, turn inside out or upside down. The knowledge they could take them with them after the lesson if they survived only served to further confuse him until the disclaimer was given. Safe apples?.....Was he SURE?? Professor Myers had withheld information. Airey wasn't just....outright LYING because that original method is no longer valid with skeptical children, was he? Something to think about later. For now, what he noticed. "They're all equally edible despite the fact they're different kinds. So it doesn't matter which you'd have put on my desk, it's still an apple and I'd have still wanted to eat it." |
Juno thought about apples for a moment. They were all beautiful and unique...and of course delicious. She raised her hand, and when she was called on replied, "Well, apples are completely unique and individual. Meaning, no two are alike. Kind of like snow flakes. They all have different coloring, tastes, spots, etc. Apples are unique." She blushed a little as she finished her comments. Was that too deep? |
Apples. Not what most people, including Clara, thought of when thinking about Astronomy. Nevertheless, Clara dug her eyes into the red object, staring at it to glean any hidden meaning from it. The professor had asked about the apples, inquiring some truths about apples. Clara paused for a moment, seeing about a dozen other raised hands in the air. A few other students had already chimed in, so she politely stuck her hand up in the air and waited for her turn. When the focus was finally on her, Clara sunk a little lower in her seat as all eyes went straight to her face. This was not the kind of attention she really enjoyed. Nevertheless, she tried to not speak shakily as she replied, "Apples are a fruit. People eat this fruit. There are many kinds of apples. This one is red, but not all of them are. Apples look different and they taste different and sometimes they even feel different. Some are easy to find, ubiquitous to say the least. Some are more difficult to find, and are only known to reside in certain regions. But at the core, they are all apples. And they serve a purpose in this world." That...was not really what she was expecting to say, but it's not like she had weeks to plan a speech or anything. |
So far she had managed not to die in Professor Flamsteed's class. There had been a few times where she came close to death, or so she had thought, but nothing too serious had happened. Now she was a seventh year and the Head Girl, and chances were that nothing would happen to her in an astronomy lesson. What one really had to watch out for was angry acromantulas trying to take over Hogwarts. Acromantulas could actually eat a person, and it had happened just a few years ago. Apples? Were they going to be talking about a certain physicist who had allegedly discovered gravity when an apple fell on his head? Of course that story was probably not fully true, but it would explain the apples. "Apples are made of matter and have mass. Most of these apples are of a somewhat spherical shape. It is said that Sir Issac Newton's law of universal gravitation is based off of his observations of an apple falling from a tree. Newton discovered that gravity is universal, affecting everything in the universe including planets. Theoretical astrophysics would not be possible without Newton's law of universal gravitation." Was she talking too much? Penelope had been studying physics from a muggle textbook during the summer and in her free time. There was more to be said about Newton's law of universal gravitation, but she didn't want to say too much if Professor Flamsteed was planning on talking about it. Newton's law of universal gravitation was important to astrophysics and predicting the movement of planets. |
His HoH was smiling. That was always a good thing when one named Tenacius is involved innit? So right, APPLES. He hastily returned the fruits to the their proper desks as discussions have started and juggling was over. What was their universal truth all these? Tenacius’ blue-green eyes skipped from desk to desk. They're not all red-- his favorite the Granny Smiths are perennially green. They are also of varying sizes too. Uhmm… "They are all a good source of vitamin C? At least thats what everybody tells me when they tell me to go eat my fruits and veggies." |
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"No I haven't lost my scarf professor, I left it in my dormitory. Didn't think I'd be needing it today." This wasn't entirely true, her Hufflepuff scarf had actually been hastily shoved into her bag upon finding a Slytherin scarf, but she had no desire to swap them back. Quote:
"Apples are often used as a symbol of knowledge, love and fertility" |
Jace watched the apple get thrown upwards, and land safely back in Flamsteed's hand. Gravity. Apple. Newton. Universal truth. His initial guess the moment he stepped inside the classroom was almost validated when the professor made a very subtle example of what gravity can do. Words started to form in his head, but the Head Girl had beat him to it. Not wincing at her words, Jace took the apple from his desk and smelled it. Well, it did smell nice as all apples do...but, most probably that isn't the answer the professor wanted from him. His initial answer was given out already by the Head Girl, so he's just going to go for the more obvious answer. Raising his hand with his apple, he waited for the professor to call him out. "Most apples are dense. It isn't as watery as watermelons." And as he brought his hand back down, Jace winced at his answer. That was too shallow and obvious, wasn't it? He is so not impressed with himself tonight. |
Well, this was... interesting. Confused as to what apples had to do with space, Esme studied hers. Could she take just one bite? She would promise not to eat any more of it until the lesson was over. Somehow she knew that Professor Flamsteed would refuse and that was why she wasn't going to ask. Instead, she raised her hand to answer the question. "Apples are round and come in all different colours and sizes. They are fruits and a lot of people like them and find them delicious." That was true, but she knew better than to state it as a fact because some people didn't like apples. "I think an apple helped Sir Issac Newton developed the law of gravity... So you can thank them for that!" Apples were wonderful. |
Annnnd class was in session. Professor Flamsteed got straight to the point. What about apples? Well, it was good to know that they hadn't been poisoned, charmed or otherwise tampered with.......if you could take the proffesor's word for it. Janelle's stomach rumbled and she was already thinking about devouring the apple after class. Hopefully she wouldn't be shrinking to miniature size or anything crazy, if she took a bite. For now though, it was time to answer the question at hand. Janelle raised her hand to get into the discussion. "All apples have cores.". At least she assumed they did, that is unless they had developed some kind of mutant coreless apple. |
While it was true that he wasn't taking Astronomy anymore... cause like, lulz, he didn't need it and he'd failed it badly - he was still present in the classroom. He'd managed to sneak in with the general group and casually seated himself at one of the desks in the semi circle. Considering nobody seemed to be without, he was comfortable with staying here. Unlike his peers, he really had no interest in learning anything, rather, he was here to kill time and apparently to eat. The board instructions didn't apply to him, he wasn't technically a student right now, he was just loitering... and eating. Apples were grand things, and he rather liked whatever type it was he had right now. Biting into the shiny red, Zeke did spare a sideways glance both ways to see what type of apples were near him. His response - if he were to give one - would be that they were ROUND and that there was the GRAVITY thing. Cause that's what this was about right? The dude that got hit on the head with an apple and HUZZAH, gravity became a thing that was known. |
Carl had been sitting silently, staring at his apple, when the lesson started. He grinned - he had indeed been wondering why there were apples here and why they could not eat them. As instructed, he looked carefully at the apple in front of him, then at the ones to his right and to his left. What was true about them? The Hufflepuff raised his hand. "Apples have been around for thousands of years." He said. It was not related to Astronomy, but it was the only fact he could think of that was not already mentioned. |
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