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| | Term 52: May - August 2019 Term Fifty-Two: It Comes (Sept 2098 - June 2099) | 
04-18-2019, 04:22 PM
| | |  Waiting Area outside Professor Sandhu's Office
Although Professor Sandhu's door is usually left open during her office hours, you may be unlucky enough to have chosen to visit just after someone else or when she has important business to settle. Have no fear, the waiting area outside her office has specifically been designed to entertain you for as long as you remain waiting.
There are sofas charmed to have the exact correct amount of squish, and if you look up, models of planets and stars orbit the centre of the space in a hypnotic motion. There is also a portrait of George von Rheticus for you to strike up conversation with. That is, of course, if he has not deemed you to be a scoundrel.
A curious stack of empty star charts sits on the table directly across from George's portrait, as well as muggle fineliner pens in various colours. There is also a bowl of candy, but be careful -- they're all sour. | |
05-08-2019, 02:29 PM
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Nina didn’t know why she was asked to stop by Professor Sandhu’s office after class, but the thought of having to speak to her Professor one on one was enough to make her stomach spin. There was a reason why she practice silence in the majority of her lessons and it was for the purpose of staying unnoticed. With this in mind, it was not at all surprising that standing in front of her Professor’s door was the exact last place that she wanted to be. The petite Slytherin wracked her mind for all of the possible reasons as to why she was summoned. It couldn’t be because of her performance on homework and exams because she always made incredibly high marks.
And she payed attention in class and always took notes, despite pretending to look uninterested whenever she remembered. She hadn’t ever said anything rude or distasteful during a lesson (she didn’t speak at all). And despite her distaste for some of her peers’ answers, she was fairly respectful. She couldn’t think of a reason as to why she’d be in trouble, but still she was nervous.
Typically she would have curiously analyzed her surroundings, taking note of any remarkable portraits or decor. Interior decorating was often one of the best ways to understand about a person. But given why she was here, it was hardly surprising that she felt slightly off.
With uncertainty, the fourth year lightly knocked on the door. She wanted to disappear into the floor.
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05-08-2019, 03:20 PM
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| | Ramora
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack  Nina didn’t know why she was asked to stop by Professor Sandhu’s office after class, but the thought of having to speak to her Professor one on one was enough to make her stomach spin. There was a reason why she practice silence in the majority of her lessons and it was for the purpose of staying unnoticed. With this in mind, it was not at all surprising that standing in front of her Professor’s door was the exact last place that she wanted to be. The petite Slytherin wracked her mind for all of the possible reasons as to why she was summoned. It couldn’t be because of her performance on homework and exams because she always made incredibly high marks.
And she payed attention in class and always took notes, despite pretending to look uninterested whenever she remembered. She hadn’t ever said anything rude or distasteful during a lesson (she didn’t speak at all). And despite her distaste for some of her peers’ answers, she was fairly respectful. She couldn’t think of a reason as to why she’d be in trouble, but still she was nervous.
Typically she would have curiously analyzed her surroundings, taking note of any remarkable portraits or decor. Interior decorating was often one of the best ways to understand about a person. But given why she was here, it was hardly surprising that she felt slightly off.
With uncertainty, the fourth year lightly knocked on the door. She wanted to disappear into the floor.
Simran knew that she was expecting one particular Nina Castillo in her office, of course, and right after the lesson, but she had quite hoped that the girl would remain in the classroom after her classmates so that they could walk to the office together, and she could assure the girl that there was no reason to worry. Of course, as is typical of aging women, she may have forgotten to say as much, and said Miss Castillo had left the lesson with the rest of her peers, presumably to wait outside her office.
Fortunately or otherwise, the fourth years were her last lesson of the Friday evenings -- or at least they would be for this half of the semester, before any timetable changes for OWL and NEWT students came into effect -- and she didn't have another group to teach right after this one.
Scurrying down the stairs from the classroom to her office area, she was pleased to see the girl already there. "Miss Castillo!" she beamed, hands clapping together in delight. "Oh, you can go ahead and head on inside -- it's not locked." Simran had learned a long time ago that she was far too distracted to remember to lock her doors, and had instead convinced some of her security-inclined colleagues to place some very nicely-tailored anti-theft spells on her things.
Unless, of course, she would rather have this discussion outside, but Simran was not all that keen on George (or, as she affectionally referred to him: Portrait Man) telling them off for interrupting his snooze. Did Simran notice Nina's distress? Not at all! It hadn't occurred to her at all that her suggestion that one of her best students meet her in her office after class could or would induce any anxiety at all. Besides, since she was blessed by her pancreas with the absence of diabetes, there were sweets to be had!
OOC: You can go ahead and post in the office thread now, unless Nina decides she'd rather not do that.
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06-24-2019, 05:50 PM
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Sooooo Eloise was finally here and knocked on the door to make her presence known and while the couch was perfect for her sitting cross legged on it as she was. She had no idea the cool portrait was here also. Eloise loved talking to them and finding out what happened to them. Eloise especially loved the dark wizard ones in DADA. Tho the on she talked was hardly a dark wizard just a fun animal smuggler.
Dragon Eggs were profitable after all.
Shame she got labeled a Scoundrel because of one star chart she didn't want to fill out. A portrait wasn't going to tell her what to do. Was she here because of the many wrong answers she said in class or the funny ones. Or was she going to get reprimanded for not trying hard enough. Was she here just to talk with Sanhu. Not like she was a future in Astro or anything.
All the possibilities
But really she was here about her grades since at the end of the day she wants to pass.
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06-26-2019, 11:20 AM
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| | Ramora
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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok Sooooo Eloise was finally here and knocked on the door to make her presence known and while the couch was perfect for her sitting cross legged on it as she was. She had no idea the cool portrait was here also. Eloise loved talking to them and finding out what happened to them. Eloise especially loved the dark wizard ones in DADA. Tho the on she talked was hardly a dark wizard just a fun animal smuggler.
Dragon Eggs were profitable after all.
Shame she got labeled a Scoundrel because of one star chart she didn't want to fill out. A portrait wasn't going to tell her what to do. Was she here because of the many wrong answers she said in class or the funny ones. Or was she going to get reprimanded for not trying hard enough. Was she here just to talk with Sanhu. Not like she was a future in Astro or anything.
All the possibilities
But really she was here about her grades since at the end of the day she wants to pass.
Simran had heard the word "scoundrel" from inside her office, which was what had actually alerted her to the presence of someone outside. She must have dozed off and missed the knocks. Checking her reflection in the mirror - because she'd fallen asleep on papers before and woken up with purple ink on her face, she fixed the pallu of her saree and made her way towards the door.
"Now Georg, who's the scoundrel now?" she asked, opening the door just a tad and poking her head through the gap.
"Ah, Miss Fairfield!" she beamed, opening the door the whole way. "Come in, dear!" OOC: You can go ahead and post in the office thread now, unless Eloise decides she'd rather not do that.
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