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| | Term 54: January - April 2020 Term fifty-four: A Lesson in History (Sept 2100 - June 2101) | 
12-04-2019, 05:39 AM
| | |  Office of Professor Schmoe
If one were to walk a few paces to the right of the class bulletin board, they'd find an actual office, where Professor Schmoe resides (sort of)! It's far more comfortable and spacious than the repurposed broom closet he had at Beauxbatons, don't you think? Ah, the sweet joy of being the only school in your school.
Once you've been welcomed in, you'll notice that you can actually stretch your arms out to their full stretch capacity. So go on, give yourself a nice stretch! Professor Schmoe encourages it. Good for the joints.
Your professor has a simple, wooden desk (from, you guessed it, IKEA!) at one end of the room. On top of the desk, there is always a pile of books, papers, a framed photo of Alina, and random muggle gadgets 'n gizmos. Puzzles! Rubik cubes! Fidget spinners! Forks (in case he is having office dinner)! He sure loves his things. Behind his desk, there is a HUGE bookshelf. With BOOKS. Lots and lots of BOOKS! In front of his desk, are two beanbag chairs for you to sit in. Careful, they slump down more than you'd think. And finally, on the wall near all of the strange (vintage!) (muggle!) band posters (re: backstreet boys, one direction, NSYNC, BTS), there is a moving cat-clock, whose ticking echoes quite loudly.
If you'd fancy a chat, just knock on the door!
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It had been all of an hour—max—since Kodee had signed the form and taken little Beckett Chosen (formerly Kodee Mackenzie Chosen) to meet his mother. An hour. Now he was banging on Professor Schmoe’s door while rock-bouncing a hollering baby. What was wrong with him? He didn’t know, he’d figure it out soon, there were more important things.
“Professor? OI, Professor? You in there?”
BANG BANG BANG!
“I got an emergency with Beckett! Open up! Do you want him to die?” Surely the professor valued the safety of his child. Arguably, considering he gave him to him in the first place but...that wasn’t the point.
This was serious business.
“Hellooooo?”
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Originally Posted by DaniDeVotion  It had been all of an hour—max—since Kodee had signed the form and taken little Beckett Chosen (formerly Kodee Mackenzie Chosen) to meet his mother. An hour. Now he was banging on Professor Schmoe’s door while rock-bouncing a hollering baby. What was wrong with him? He didn’t know, he’d figure it out soon, there were more important things.
“Professor? OI, Professor? You in there?”
BANG BANG BANG!
“I got an emergency with Beckett! Open up! Do you want him to die?” Surely the professor valued the safety of his child. Arguably, considering he gave him to him in the first place but...that wasn’t the point.
This was serious business.
“Hellooooo?” There was a lot going on outside. Lots of wailing and banging and shouting.
The same could not be said for what was going on inside. Inside of the office and inside Finneas' head. Alina had sent him a pair of noise-canceling headphones as an early Christmas gift because she knew how much he hated loud noises. It was a very thoughtful gift, and of course he had to try them out right away. Only, how was he meant to tell if they were working? If they worked right then there wouldn't be any noise, but it was already a rather quiet day to begin with.
He reached up to his ears to gently pull them off, deciding that the Great Hall would be a better place to take them out for a--
Holy mother of Bill Gates!!!!
What was going on out there and WHO is Breckett??? Finneas very quickly made it onto his feet, knocking into his desk and toppling over some of its contents in the process of hurrying to the door. "Mr. Chosen!" He looked at the young man with surprise! Kodee wasn't the type to come to office hours. "Mr. Kodee Mackenzie Chosen," he turned in greeting, looking at the wailing baby. Perhaps they ought to take this inside... And close the door. ".... Come in!"
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"Shhh, no, you'll confuse him." Kodee insisted as he followed the man into the office. For all his rocking and bouncing, Beckett was having none of that calming down business. "Kenzie and I decided his name's Beckett. Beck for short. He's gonna be a skateboarder like his dad...if he ever grows up." Big 'if' if this kid kept trying his patience like this.
"Oh, you're gonna need him." Without warning, Kodee dumped the screaming doll onto the professor then went and made himself comfy in one of those bean bag chairs. It took a moment of adjusting but he got there.
"Gonna need you to remove the recording thingy--and while you're at it, whatever makes him cry so gosh darn much." Hear that? "GOSH DARN". Who even said that?? Him now, because he was a dad and that thing was recording and would report back to Schmoe. There was a lot it would end up recording if the man didn't go along with his request and he didn't know who'd be more mortified in the end; Schmoe, or Kenzie.
....Schmoe.....probably Schmoe...as neck and neck as that was.
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Originally Posted by DaniDeVotion "Shhh, no, you'll confuse him." Kodee insisted as he followed the man into the office. For all his rocking and bouncing, Beckett was having none of that calming down business. "Kenzie and I decided his name's Beckett. Beck for short. He's gonna be a skateboarder like his dad...if he ever grows up." Big 'if' if this kid kept trying his patience like this.
"Oh, you're gonna need him." Without warning, Kodee dumped the screaming doll onto the professor then went and made himself comfy in one of those bean bag chairs. It took a moment of adjusting but he got there.
"Gonna need you to remove the recording thingy--and while you're at it, whatever makes him cry so gosh darn much." Hear that? "GOSH DARN". Who even said that?? Him now, because he was a dad and that thing was recording and would report back to Schmoe. There was a lot it would end up recording if the man didn't go along with his request and he didn't know who'd be more mortified in the end; Schmoe, or Kenzie.
....Schmoe.....probably Schmoe...as neck and neck as that was.
"Ah," Finneas replied in surprise, though it wasn't very surprising at all. He had been wondering whether Ms. Motts had approved of such a name to begin with. Beckett was a nice change. "My apologies, Mr. Beckett," he grinned awkwardly at the baby. Finneas was glad to see that Kodee had already created a future vision for his boy, though it was only a doll and would.... not be growing up. But AnYwAy. Who was Schmoe to shatter hopes and dreams?
And before Finneas could offer the seventh year a seat, a baby was being shoved into his hands without warning. Ah. Finneas had no idea where to go from here, and so instead of going to sit at his desk, he paced around and bounced the baby in hopes to sooth him.... Because apparently, this was happening now.
"I'm, er, afraid I can't do that Mr. Chosen," he smiled down at the boy. S m i l e d. "It's a vital component of the assignment." One that he technically agreed to the terms of when he became a participant.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack ......... Finneas was confused.
Very. Confused.
"Err... That is.. very kind of you," he smiled uncomfortably, whilst adjusting his grip on the box. Well. This was weird. Finneas hadn't ever received a gift from a historical figure before. "Let's, uh, head to my office...? You can, er, follow me." He paused for a moment or two longer than necessary before turning and leading her towards his office... Which he just came from... This was so very odd. It was kind of her, wasn’t it? Smiling softly, Helga bowed her head slightly towards the Professor, the platter still firmly in her own hands. For now. Since the Professor’s hands were full.
She nodded again, following at an even and gently pace behind him. The woman was in no rush, yet… They had important business to discuss even if Professor Schmoe didn’t know about it yet.
”Thank you, you are very kind.” Helga said to the Professor as he held his office door open for her. Without waiting for permission - after all she had helped to build the school who could gift her permission?? - she placed the gift on his desk and then gently folded her skirt so that it wouldn’t crease when she sat in one of the chairs.
”Please, sit Professor.” Her nodding and even tone was calming, even as her eyes watched his every movement. Was he eating enough? He didn’t look like he was taking great care of himself, very thin. Hmm. ”Have something to eat while we talk.” She added, mothering him without even thinking about it.
”I wanted to discuss the students with you -- if you think that their health is being looked after properly.” She started, her hands folded easily on top of the many layers of skirt. ”Many of them are far too thin and I have heard talk of babies keeping them awake at all hours.” Yes, she had heard about the babies. | |
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Originally Posted by Helga_Hufflepuff It was kind of her, wasn’t it? Smiling softly, Helga bowed her head slightly towards the Professor, the platter still firmly in her own hands. For now. Since the Professor’s hands were full.
She nodded again, following at an even and gently pace behind him. The woman was in no rush, yet… They had important business to discuss even if Professor Schmoe didn’t know about it yet.
”Thank you, you are very kind.” Helga said to the Professor as he held his office door open for her. Without waiting for permission - after all she had helped to build the school who could gift her permission?? - she placed the gift on his desk and then gently folded her skirt so that it wouldn’t crease when she sat in one of the chairs.
”Please, sit Professor.” Her nodding and even tone was calming, even as her eyes watched his every movement. Was he eating enough? He didn’t look like he was taking great care of himself, very thin. Hmm. ”Have something to eat while we talk.” She added, mothering him without even thinking about it.
”I wanted to discuss the students with you -- if you think that their health is being looked after properly.” She started, her hands folded easily on top of the many layers of skirt. ”Many of them are far too thin and I have heard talk of babies keeping them awake at all hours.” Yes, she had heard about the babies. Finneas was still overwhelmed with shock. Helga Hufflepuff? In. The. Flesh. How? Could? This? Be? It was all very confusing and exciting. He could ask her ANYTHING he wanted. There were many things he wanted to ask her. History books surely didn't do her life justice. He did take notice of the fact that she waltzed straight into the room, but he didn't mind.
Finneas did feel slightly embarrassed, however, that all he had to offer were bean bag chairs. He had half a mind to offer her his own chair, but before he could she was already sitting. So he went to sit behind his desk, taking... some meat off the platter despite not being hungry whatsoever. "Thank you," she was very persuading with that charm of hers, you know?
He was about to answer her first question (which was quite peculiar) when she made mention of the babies. "Er... Yes, they are... embarking on an assignment for Muggle Studies..." he scratched his head in embarrassment. "But, er, I'm very interested in your life, I'd love to learn from you." Please please please please pleeaaase.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack "Ah," Finneas replied in surprise, though it wasn't very surprising at all. He had been wondering whether Ms. Motts had approved of such a name to begin with. Beckett was a nice change. "My apologies, Mr. Beckett," he grinned awkwardly at the baby. Finneas was glad to see that Kodee had already created a future vision for his boy, though it was only a doll and would.... not be growing up. But AnYwAy. Who was Schmoe to shatter hopes and dreams?
And before Finneas could offer the seventh year a seat, a baby was being shoved into his hands without warning. Ah. Finneas had no idea where to go from here, and so instead of going to sit at his desk, he paced around and bounced the baby in hopes to sooth him.... Because apparently, this was happening now.
"I'm, er, afraid I can't do that Mr. Chosen," he smiled down at the boy. S m i l e d. "It's a vital component of the assignment." One that he technically agreed to the terms of when he became a participant. He wasn't getting it. It was very obvious by the way the man was insisting on the vitality of the assignment that Schmoe didn't understand the severity of these recordings.
Kodee would have to fix that.
"With respect, Professor..." The boy rose from his bean bag chair and moved over to Beckett, hitting the play mechanism. It didn't take very long for the office to be filled with the sound of his closest friends and his girlfriend. The Gryffindor stepped back and let the audio play, quite solemn while he waited.
At the end of all that, grey eyes looked to the man again.
"It won't get better. It....it definitely won't get better. It could get worse. Do you want to hear worse? Is that it? Because oh oh oh, I don't think you want it getting worse. What if I can't find a sitter? What if I forget he's there?Surely, we can work something out. Some other way."
One that didn't require him being on his p's and q's.
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo He wasn't getting it. It was very obvious by the way the man was insisting on the vitality of the assignment that Schmoe didn't understand the severity of these recordings.
Kodee would have to fix that.
"With respect, Professor..." The boy rose from his bean bag chair and moved over to Beckett, hitting the play mechanism. It didn't take very long for the office to be filled with the sound of his closest friends and his girlfriend. The Gryffindor stepped back and let the audio play, quite solemn while he waited.
At the end of all that, grey eyes looked to the man again.
"It won't get better. It....it definitely won't get better. It could get worse. Do you want to hear worse? Is that it? Because oh oh oh, I don't think you want it getting worse. What if I can't find a sitter? What if I forget he's there?Surely, we can work something out. Some other way."
One that didn't require him being on his p's and q's. No, no he did not 'get it'.
Which is why he was smiling rather uncomfortably at Kodee Chosen. Blinking several times. Though he was slightly worried, as no good sentence ever began with 'With respect, Professor'. That was something Finneas knew from experience. Over the course of the next few minutes, Finneas fell very silent and his face fell very horrified.
Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Well. That was. Er.
Finneas had fallen into a state of complete and utter silence. He had no words. The discomfort was written plainly all over his red face. He sat like this for a little while, before clearing his throat and shifting in his seat in attempt to become... comfortable.
"I....... See," he ......... nodded. He didn't actually see (THANK MERLIN), but he did hear.... Which gave him just as much of a visual that he needed. "Well er... Might I.... Suggest using Professor Rainwater's nursery to your, and Ms. Mott's, advantage." Because, well, yes.
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Holy kneazle, he STILL wasn't getting it. At first, Kodee thought the change in expression meant he agreed and would remove the recorder like he'd come here for...but then there was talk of....a daycare?
A DAYCARE???
Kodee eyeballed the Professor who'd somehow mercifully gotten Beckett to stop crying. Was he mocking him? Was he a joke to him? Was this a test? Could he receive his failing grade and be done with it? Kids...babies...were more annoying than he remembered them ever being.
"At this daycare...can I drop him off then never pick him up again?"
Was it THAT kind of daycare? If so, nevermind his earlier mental ramblings. He would be all for it.
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Holy kneazle, he STILL wasn't getting it. At first, Kodee thought the change in expression meant he agreed and would remove the recorder like he'd come here for...but then there was talk of....a daycare?
A DAYCARE???
Kodee eyeballed the Professor who'd somehow mercifully gotten Beckett to stop crying. Was he mocking him? Was he a joke to him? Was this a test? Could he receive his failing grade and be done with it? Kids...babies...were more annoying than he remembered them ever being.
"At this daycare...can I drop him off then never pick him up again?"
Was it THAT kind of daycare? If so, nevermind his earlier mental ramblings. He would be all for it. Schmoe continued to bounce Beckett up and down whilst he looked at Kodee. The Gryffindor eyeballed the Schmoe. And the Schmoe just eyeballed the Gryffindor right back. If this were to be a staring contest, Finneas would have lost about ten times by this point, as he was blinking quite a bit. The prolonged eyeballing was really making him uncomfortable.
"Errrrr........................................... ....."
Finneas scratched his head.
"................................................. . No?" That would? Defeat the entire point of this assignment?
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