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The Seating Area Outside Professor Flamsteed's Office
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!
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Sunday September Second. 10 AM. Prompt.
Merlin. Zander was nervous to say the least.
The OWL asking him to return as a Prefect was less than inviting. Erm. Actually, it was very uninviting. It was kind of scary, despite not being scary at all. Zander was TORN. Torn between being absolutely nervous and calm??? Was he going to get FIRED again!? Sophie Brown had just gotten the job and they were supposed to be working together and he would be so embarrassed to have to explain that his badge got taken away on the second day of sixth year and-- he was jumping to conclusions again, wasn't he? Erm.
And that's why he had to explain to Puck that he was just going to go on ahead of her. Forget breakfast, he needed some time to pace around the office and mentally prepare for his refiring.
Which is exactly what he was doing, by the way. Pacing. Pacing and waiting for Puck so that they could knock on the door and get this whole thing over with.
Merlin have mercy on his poor soul. (Please?)
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Gabriel enjoyed visiting the occasional professor to get permission for certain things...and this was clearly no different.
He'd been doing some light reading and apparently...there had been a very interesting star assignment several terms back. The one about creating your own star. Of course, to achieve it, one needed the Astrophysics Lab...So, here he was. Knocking on Professor Flamsteed's office door. Looking for permission.
After said knocking, Gabe took a seat and waited.
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Henric walked gloomily towards Professor Flamsteed's office. He just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.He didn't sleep a wink last night because he had been pondering over the question of why Professor Flamsteed asked him to be in his office.He really...really hope he would just be let off with a warning, detention with Professor Flamsteed was not in his list of things he wanted to indulge in,if he was given a choice.Sadly, he would just find out his fate...soon enough. He knocked on the door and waited for the professor to answer.
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Marsha was excited. It was beginning to get ridiculous. She shouldn’t be this excited after a few days here. Classes had started and they were amazing and hard and distracting and wonderful but yet, despite the nerves and the panicky feeling that she would consistently get lost, she was still excited right down to her core.
And she couldn't help smile most of the time, even though she felt really little in such a hugemongous castle filled with mostly tall adults and students... But still she felt excited.
And even more than all of that. She was excited because Lance and her were on their way to talk to Professor Airey about adopting their very own rocks! Marsha still felt really bad for saying that she and lance should eat food first before leaving the table only to be swept away by the prefects before they could go into the hall and ask about adoption options.
Looking at the boy next to her, the Welsh girl grinned. "Do you know what kind you want?" Were there kinds of rocks? Did you get to choose or were the rocks like wands and they chose you? Hmm. She'd have to ask Professor Airey that...
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There was a bounce in his step as he made his way to Professor Airey's office with Marsha, completely due to the chance that they could still adopt a rock despite missing the event at the feast. Everything happened so fast then, he forgotten all about it entirely until this point.
"I don't even know what options there are," he said, running his hands through his hair. He was nervous, for sure. Adopting pets were serious times. "Or if we'll even be allowed to have one. OR... what if there's none left? And we were too late?" What a depressing thought. He nervously knocked lightly on the door, taking a step back to wait, glancing towards the pictures upon the wall as he fidgeted in place. One of them sure looked awfully like the Professor himself.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
Sunday September Second. 10 AM. Prompt.
Merlin. Zander was nervous to say the least.
The OWL asking him to return as a Prefect was less than inviting. Erm. Actually, it was very uninviting. It was kind of scary, despite not being scary at all. Zander was TORN. Torn between being absolutely nervous and calm??? Was he going to get FIRED again!? Sophie Brown had just gotten the job and they were supposed to be working together and he would be so embarrassed to have to explain that his badge got taken away on the second day of sixth year and-- he was jumping to conclusions again, wasn't he? Erm.
And that's why he had to explain to Puck that he was just going to go on ahead of her. Forget breakfast, he needed some time to pace around the office and mentally prepare for his refiring.
Which is exactly what he was doing, by the way. Pacing. Pacing and waiting for Puck so that they could knock on the door and get this whole thing over with.
Merlin have mercy on his poor soul. (Please?)
Checking his sundial watch while relaxing on his sofa with a copy of Dune in his other hand, he nodded at the time and then looked over at his desk where two crimson leather folders waited for the two prefects to arrive. The astronomer could only imagine what must be going through their heads having received such instructions from his usual laid back self, but he had not meant to make them wet their trousers or anything. That was the sort of reaction he expected and reserved for an unfortunate encounter with the Headmistress. So...hopefully they were not panicking too much.
And hopefully Mr. Adair had put two and two together by now and figured out that he was a bit of a project for the Head of House.
Nodding again at the time - and because there was not a knock at his door just yet - the suited astronomer returned his attention to his book.
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Originally Posted by Govoni
Gabriel enjoyed visiting the occasional professor to get permission for certain things...and this was clearly no different.
He'd been doing some light reading and apparently...there had been a very interesting star assignment several terms back. The one about creating your own star. Of course, to achieve it, one needed the Astrophysics Lab...So, here he was. Knocking on Professor Flamsteed's office door. Looking for permission.
After said knocking, Gabe took a seat and waited.
Deciding he needed to take a more proactive step towards...personal matters...Airey sat at his desk with his knitting needles doing a bit of creative expression. While he long to make some more Star Trek dolls, he was currently busy attempting to knit his first pair of booties. Star Trek themed, of course.
He was just finishing up the black embellishment for the left bootie - and still had yet to actually START those - when the knock on the door occurred. In a bit of a panic, he threw his work into the top drawer and slammed it shut...promptly slamming his own fingers in the draw as well.
"SON OF A BARYON!" he barked. His fingers throbbing from the pain as he walked over to the door, he managed to compose himself before swinging open the door and greeting the Ravenclaw prefect with a pleasant smile. Sort of. It was a bit forced.
"Good day, Mr. Banner. What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?"
He felt the need to lay on the pleasantries considering that was a very good change that the timid young man had heard his, ahem, outburst.
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Originally Posted by Symphora
Henric walked gloomily towards Professor Flamsteed's office. He just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.He didn't sleep a wink last night because he had been pondering over the question of why Professor Flamsteed asked him to be in his office.He really...really hope he would just be let off with a warning, detention with Professor Flamsteed was not in his list of things he wanted to indulge in,if he was given a choice.Sadly, he would just find out his fate...soon enough. He knocked on the door and waited for the professor to answer.
Prepping Pebbles AND Boulder for what was about to happen, the Astronomy professor eagerly scampered towards the door when he heard the knock. Swinging it open, he greeted the Hufflepuff with an unmatched enthusiasm.
"Look alive, Mr. Nicolei. The day is still young and fit for a walk," he grinned. "I hope you are wearing comfortable shoes?" He looked down at the young man's feet. They looked alright, but he was a bit out of touch with teenage fashion these days.
SPOILER!!: THE ICKLE FIRSTIES <3
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Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Marsha was excited. It was beginning to get ridiculous. She shouldn’t be this excited after a few days here. Classes had started and they were amazing and hard and distracting and wonderful but yet, despite the nerves and the panicky feeling that she would consistently get lost, she was still excited right down to her core.
And she couldn't help smile most of the time, even though she felt really little in such a hugemongous castle filled with mostly tall adults and students... But still she felt excited.
And even more than all of that. She was excited because Lance and her were on their way to talk to Professor Airey about adopting their very own rocks! Marsha still felt really bad for saying that she and lance should eat food first before leaving the table only to be swept away by the prefects before they could go into the hall and ask about adoption options.
Looking at the boy next to her, the Welsh girl grinned. [b]"Do you know what kind you want?"[b] Were there kinds of rocks? Did you get to choose or were the rocks like wands and they chose you? Hmm. She'd have to ask Professor Airey that...
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Originally Posted by Roselyn
There was a bounce in his step as he made his way to Professor Airey's office with Marsha, completely due to the chance that they could still adopt a rock despite missing the event at the feast. Everything happened so fast then, he forgotten all about it entirely until this point.
"I don't even know what options there are," he said, running his hands through his hair. He was nervous, for sure. Adopting pets were serious times. "Or if we'll even be allowed to have one. OR... what if there's none left? And we were too late?" What a depressing thought. He nervously knocked lightly on the door, taking a step back to wait, glancing towards the pictures upon the wall as he fidgeted in place. One of them sure looked awfully like the Professor himself.
Wait...
Unfortunately for these first years, the professor was not actually IN his office the moment they knocked. Fortunately for them, however, he was just heading back from a bit of research in the Observatory. "Good day, Miss Hanover. Mr. McWitty," he greeted, offering the two first years a quick salute with the hand that was not currently occupied with star charts and other astronomical equipment. "What brings you two by?"
Bit early in the term for first year angst, wasn't it?
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Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Marsha was excited. It was beginning to get ridiculous. She shouldn’t be this excited after a few days here. Classes had started and they were amazing and hard and distracting and wonderful but yet, despite the nerves and the panicky feeling that she would consistently get lost, she was still excited right down to her core.
And she couldn't help smile most of the time, even though she felt really little in such a hugemongous castle filled with mostly tall adults and students... But still she felt excited.
And even more than all of that. She was excited because Lance and her were on their way to talk to Professor Airey about adopting their very own rocks! Marsha still felt really bad for saying that she and lance should eat food first before leaving the table only to be swept away by the prefects before they could go into the hall and ask about adoption options.
Looking at the boy next to her, the Welsh girl grinned. [b]"Do you know what kind you want?"[b] Were there kinds of rocks? Did you get to choose or were the rocks like wands and they chose you? Hmm. She'd have to ask Professor Airey that...
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Originally Posted by Roselyn
There was a bounce in his step as he made his way to Professor Airey's office with Marsha, completely due to the chance that they could still adopt a rock despite missing the event at the feast. Everything happened so fast then, he forgotten all about it entirely until this point.
"I don't even know what options there are," he said, running his hands through his hair. He was nervous, for sure. Adopting pets were serious times. "Or if we'll even be allowed to have one. OR... what if there's none left? And we were too late?" What a depressing thought. He nervously knocked lightly on the door, taking a step back to wait, glancing towards the pictures upon the wall as he fidgeted in place. One of them sure looked awfully like the Professor himself.
Wait...
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Checking his sundial watch while relaxing on his sofa with a copy of Dune in his other hand, he nodded at the time and then looked over at his desk where two crimson leather folders waited for the two prefects to arrive. The astronomer could only imagine what must be going through their heads having received such instructions from his usual laid back self, but he had not meant to make them wet their trousers or anything. That was the sort of reaction he expected and reserved for an unfortunate encounter with the Headmistress. So...hopefully they were not panicking too much.
And hopefully Mr. Adair had put two and two together by now and figured out that he was a bit of a project for the Head of House.
Nodding again at the time - and because there was not a knock at his door just yet - the suited astronomer returned his attention to his book.
Deciding he needed to take a more proactive step towards...personal matters...Airey sat at his desk with his knitting needles doing a bit of creative expression. While he long to make some more Star Trek dolls, he was currently busy attempting to knit his first pair of booties. Star Trek themed, of course.
He was just finishing up the black embellishment for the left bootie - and still had yet to actually START those - when the knock on the door occurred. In a bit of a panic, he threw his work into the top drawer and slammed it shut...promptly slamming his own fingers in the draw as well.
"SON OF A BARYON!" he barked. His fingers throbbing from the pain as he walked over to the door, he managed to compose himself before swinging open the door and greeting the Ravenclaw prefect with a pleasant smile. Sort of. It was a bit forced.
"Good day, Mr. Banner. What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?"
He felt the need to lay on the pleasantries considering that was a very good change that the timid young man had heard his, ahem, outburst.
Prepping Pebbles AND Boulder for what was about to happen, the Astronomy professor eagerly scampered towards the door when he heard the knock. Swinging it open, he greeted the Hufflepuff with an unmatched enthusiasm.
"Look alive, Mr. Nicolei. The day is still young and fit for a walk," he grinned. "I hope you are wearing comfortable shoes?" He looked down at the young man's feet. They looked alright, but he was a bit out of touch with teenage fashion these days.
SPOILER!!: THE ICKLE FIRSTIES <3
Unfortunately for these first years, the professor was not actually IN his office the moment they knocked. Fortunately for them, however, he was just heading back from a bit of research in the Observatory. "Good day, Miss Hanover. Mr. McWitty," he greeted, offering the two first years a quick salute with the hand that was not currently occupied with star charts and other astronomical equipment. "What brings you two by?"
Bit early in the term for first year angst, wasn't it?
Zigzagging rapidly through the corridors of the castle, the vibrant red envelope found it's way into its recipient's hands (sweetpinkpixie) and instantly began heating up to scalding temperatures.
Hurry up, professor. BEFORE IT EXPLODES ALL UP IN YOUR FACE!
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Prepping Pebbles AND Boulder for what was about to happen, the Astronomy professor eagerly scampered towards the door when he heard the knock. Swinging it open, he greeted the Hufflepuff with an unmatched enthusiasm.
"Look alive, Mr. Nicolei. The day is still young and fit for a walk," he grinned. "I hope you are wearing comfortable shoes?" He looked down at the young man's feet. They looked alright, but he was a bit out of touch with teenage fashion these days.
Henric straightened his back when the door opened to reveal Professor Airey himself. He blinked, confused at what the professor had told him. Were they heading out for a walk? What an odd proposition...could they just stay inside the safety of the castle please...Henric thought regrettably..
"Professor, are we heading outside?"he asked. He noticed the professor was already dressed in his best outdoorsy clothes which Henric felt it was too much for "just a walk". Henric glanced down to look at his own shoes when Professor Airey pointed them out. He wondered what was wronged with them? They looked completely fine to him, they were not heading out to some muddy field, were they? "Where are we going, Professor?"he inquired again.
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Whaaat! Marsha pouted slightly as they waited. ”Don’t say that! I really want a pet rock. They can’t all be gone!” Sigh!pout. Nope, she wouldn’t believe it until Professor Airey told her so. There were just the perfect pets just waiting for her and Lance to adopt them. Yupyup. So they just needed to wait for their Head of House to show up so that he could take them to their pets. WIDEGRIN.
EEEE. HAI!.
HUGE grins for the man. ”Hi Professor!” Totally excitable first years. Sorrrry. ”We,” quick motion to Lance, ”Were wondering if there were still rocks for adoption? I told Lance that we should wait until after we had food to go to the fayre - but then as soon as the feast was down the Prefects took us to the party and we missed it!” Frowning, the almost-twelve year out pouted slightly. ”If I had known that, we would have come to see you before the feast, I promise. Please tell us there are still rocks looking for good homes!?”
Please? She didn’t want to be the reason Lance didn’t have a pet rock. She didn’t want her BEST FRIEND to hate her less than a week into their first year. Oh griffin! Please Professor Airey make everything okay again.
Except… that looked scary.
The red head looked at the red envelope and giggled nervously as she took a slight step backwards. Her Tad had received a Howler once from an unsatisfied client… and they were loud when they went off. Seeing that Lance hadn’t moved at all, she flailed a little and finally managed to grab on to his sleeve, pulling him backwards by his robe to get away from it as well.
Right. Here goes. Rusty was on a MISSION. She had to get permission to go home for Halloween and this was the way to start, right? Asking her head of house.
So here she was, outside his office. She knocked on the door a few times, then contented herself with inspecting the magazine that was framed on the wall. It was so COOL how all the teachers here could do awesome stuff... like get in magazines or turn into cats.
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SPOILER!!: Professor Airey, Marsha, and the HOWLER dun dun duuuun
Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Checking his sundial watch while relaxing on his sofa with a copy of Dune in his other hand, he nodded at the time and then looked over at his desk where two crimson leather folders waited for the two prefects to arrive. The astronomer could only imagine what must be going through their heads having received such instructions from his usual laid back self, but he had not meant to make them wet their trousers or anything. That was the sort of reaction he expected and reserved for an unfortunate encounter with the Headmistress. So...hopefully they were not panicking too much.
And hopefully Mr. Adair had put two and two together by now and figured out that he was a bit of a project for the Head of House.
Nodding again at the time - and because there was not a knock at his door just yet - the suited astronomer returned his attention to his book.
Deciding he needed to take a more proactive step towards...personal matters...Airey sat at his desk with his knitting needles doing a bit of creative expression. While he long to make some more Star Trek dolls, he was currently busy attempting to knit his first pair of booties. Star Trek themed, of course.
He was just finishing up the black embellishment for the left bootie - and still had yet to actually START those - when the knock on the door occurred. In a bit of a panic, he threw his work into the top drawer and slammed it shut...promptly slamming his own fingers in the draw as well.
"SON OF A BARYON!" he barked. His fingers throbbing from the pain as he walked over to the door, he managed to compose himself before swinging open the door and greeting the Ravenclaw prefect with a pleasant smile. Sort of. It was a bit forced.
"Good day, Mr. Banner. What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?"
He felt the need to lay on the pleasantries considering that was a very good change that the timid young man had heard his, ahem, outburst.
Prepping Pebbles AND Boulder for what was about to happen, the Astronomy professor eagerly scampered towards the door when he heard the knock. Swinging it open, he greeted the Hufflepuff with an unmatched enthusiasm.
"Look alive, Mr. Nicolei. The day is still young and fit for a walk," he grinned. "I hope you are wearing comfortable shoes?" He looked down at the young man's feet. They looked alright, but he was a bit out of touch with teenage fashion these days.
SPOILER!!: THE ICKLE FIRSTIES <3
Unfortunately for these first years, the professor was not actually IN his office the moment they knocked. Fortunately for them, however, he was just heading back from a bit of research in the Observatory. "Good day, Miss Hanover. Mr. McWitty," he greeted, offering the two first years a quick salute with the hand that was not currently occupied with star charts and other astronomical equipment. "What brings you two by?"
Bit early in the term for first year angst, wasn't it?
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Originally Posted by HOWLER!
SPOILER!!: all this chitter chatter
Zigzagging rapidly through the corridors of the castle, the vibrant red envelope found it's way into its recipient's hands (sweetpinkpixie) and instantly began heating up to scalding temperatures.
Hurry up, professor. BEFORE IT EXPLODES ALL UP IN YOUR FACE!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Whaaat! Marsha pouted slightly as they waited. ”Don’t say that! I really want a pet rock. They can’t all be gone!” Sigh!pout. Nope, she wouldn’t believe it until Professor Airey told her so. There were just the perfect pets just waiting for her and Lance to adopt them. Yupyup. So they just needed to wait for their Head of House to show up so that he could take them to their pets. WIDEGRIN.
EEEE. HAI!.
HUGE grins for the man. ”Hi Professor!” Totally excitable first years. Sorrrry. ”We,” quick motion to Lance, ”Were wondering if there were still rocks for adoption? I told Lance that we should wait until after we had food to go to the fayre - but then as soon as the feast was down the Prefects took us to the party and we missed it!” Frowning, the almost-twelve year out pouted slightly. ”If I had known that, we would have come to see you before the feast, I promise. Please tell us there are still rocks looking for good homes!?”
Please? She didn’t want to be the reason Lance didn’t have a pet rock. She didn’t want her BEST FRIEND to hate her less than a week into their first year. Oh griffin! Please Professor Airey make everything okay again.
Except… that looked scary.
The red head looked at the red envelope and giggled nervously as she took a slight step backwards. Her Tad had received a Howler once from an unsatisfied client… and they were loud when they went off. Seeing that Lance hadn’t moved at all, she flailed a little and finally managed to grab on to his sleeve, pulling him backwards by his robe to get away from it as well.
Well, now he felt awkward for knocking...
"Hello, professor," he saluted the man in return and breaking into a grin. Before he could continue, because they totally didn't plan on who would be doing the asking, Marsha had taken over. THANKFULLY. She did a good job, probably a lot better than he would've done and how awful would it have been if they didn't get pet rocks because of poor word form? Goodness knows how many times his grandmother declined something because he didn't speak properly.
Also, incoming unpleasantness alert.
The young lad's eyes widened at the vibrant red envelope, feet frozen in place and all around tense until Marsha tugged him backwards. People could get those here?! That was a thing?! Oh man, the Professor was SOOOOOOO in trouble!
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Penelope approached Professor Flamsteed's office carrying a box of freshly baked cookies. After the pet rock adoption fair, Penelope was feeling much more confident that she could be around Professor Flamsteed without getting hurt. He was, in fact, on her list of favorite professors. No more getting hurt in astronomy class for her. From now on it was going to be all learning and fun for her in class, unless she actually did get hurt again. This was going to be a good term. She knocked on the office door and stood there, waiting for Professor Flamsteed.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Symphora
Henric straightened his back when the door opened to reveal Professor Airey himself. He blinked, confused at what the professor had told him. Were they heading out for a walk? What an odd proposition...could they just stay inside the safety of the castle please...Henric thought regrettably..
"Professor, are we heading outside?"he asked. He noticed the professor was already dressed in his best outdoorsy clothes which Henric felt it was too much for "just a walk". Henric glanced down to look at his own shoes when Professor Airey pointed them out. He wondered what was wronged with them? They looked completely fine to him, they were not heading out to some muddy field, were they? "Where are we going, Professor?"he inquired again.
A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of the professor's lips. "Not just yet, but eventually we will." Stepping to the side, the professor held open his door for the Hufflepuff. "Why don't you step inside my office for a bit first, hmmm?"
He posed it as a question, but it really was not. And his tone implied as much.
OOC: you can go ahead and post inside the office now. Welcome!
SPOILER!!: oh sweet solstice o.o
Quote:
Originally Posted by Tiro MacMhuirich
Whaaat! Marsha pouted slightly as they waited. ”Don’t say that! I really want a pet rock. They can’t all be gone!” Sigh!pout. Nope, she wouldn’t believe it until Professor Airey told her so. There were just the perfect pets just waiting for her and Lance to adopt them. Yupyup. So they just needed to wait for their Head of House to show up so that he could take them to their pets. WIDEGRIN.
EEEE. HAI!.
HUGE grins for the man. ”Hi Professor!” Totally excitable first years. Sorrrry. ”We,” quick motion to Lance, ”Were wondering if there were still rocks for adoption? I told Lance that we should wait until after we had food to go to the fayre - but then as soon as the feast was down the Prefects took us to the party and we missed it!” Frowning, the almost-twelve year out pouted slightly. ”If I had known that, we would have come to see you before the feast, I promise. Please tell us there are still rocks looking for good homes!?”
Please? She didn’t want to be the reason Lance didn’t have a pet rock. She didn’t want her BEST FRIEND to hate her less than a week into their first year. Oh griffin! Please Professor Airey make everything okay again.
Except… that looked scary.
The red head looked at the red envelope and giggled nervously as she took a slight step backwards. Her Tad had received a Howler once from an unsatisfied client… and they were loud when they went off. Seeing that Lance hadn’t moved at all, she flailed a little and finally managed to grab on to his sleeve, pulling him backwards by his robe to get away from it as well.
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Originally Posted by Roselyn
SPOILER!!: Professor Airey, Marsha, and the HOWLER dun dun duuuun
Well, now he felt awkward for knocking...
"Hello, professor," he saluted the man in return and breaking into a grin. Before he could continue, because they totally didn't plan on who would be doing the asking, Marsha had taken over. THANKFULLY. She did a good job, probably a lot better than he would've done and how awful would it have been if they didn't get pet rocks because of poor word form? Goodness knows how many times his grandmother declined something because he didn't speak properly.
Also, incoming unpleasantness alert.
The young lad's eyes widened at the vibrant red envelope, feet frozen in place and all around tense until Marsha tugged him backwards. People could get those here?! That was a thing?! Oh man, the Professor was SOOOOOOO in trouble!
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SPOILER!!: all this chitter chatter
Zigzagging rapidly through the corridors of the castle, the vibrant red envelope found it's way into its recipient's hands (sweetpinkpixie) and instantly began heating up to scalding temperatures.
Hurry up, professor. BEFORE IT EXPLODES ALL UP IN YOUR FACE!
Never in his wildest daydreams had he imagined that pet rocks would have been such a hit! Seemed like youth these days were more interested in vintage muggle things than they let on. Who needed all these fancy new contraptions he did, actually when you could have a rock companion?!
"Woah woah, no need to panic," he assured both of them with his hands raised. "Rest assured there are still many of the little fellows looking to be ---"
But before he could finish his sentence....THAT showed up.
Eyes wide and mouth hanging wide open, he gawked at the red envelope that was heating up in his hands. Who...would have sent him this? Kiera surely wouldn't have - he had yet to see her get mad enough to raise her voice to another person. Although he heard from other she did when it came to creature rights. Daphne would be the sort...but she had been out of the country for quite some time now.
Then his thought fell to Medea and beads of perspiration began forming on his brow. HAD HE FORGOTTEN TO DO SOMETHING?!
Knowing that time was of the essence and that he could not afford for it to explode - HIS POOR SUIT! - he grinned sheepishly at the two first years. "E-Excuse me...for a moment..." he said, turning his back towards the two and trying to get some distance between them and the howler.
Oh sweet solstice...OOOOOOOOOOOH SWEET SOLSTICE.
Maybe he should go inside his office for this? Hand on the handle ready to turn it, the heat of the letter became so much that his fingers instinctively tore it open before he had the change to retreat into the safety of his office.
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Right. Here goes. Rusty was on a MISSION. She had to get permission to go home for Halloween and this was the way to start, right? Asking her head of house.
So here she was, outside his office. She knocked on the door a few times, then contented herself with inspecting the magazine that was framed on the wall. It was so COOL how all the teachers here could do awesome stuff... like get in magazines or turn into cats.
Okay the cat thing was cooler, but still...
Savoring his morning cup of Earl Grey, hot...the professor looked over some of his exoplanet research with a furrowed brow. He was just about to dip his quill into the inkwell on his desk to revisit a few calculations when there came a knock at the door.
Quill down, but cup of tea still in hand, he sauntered over to the door and swung it open.
"Good day, Miss Fields," he greeted. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
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Penelope approached Professor Flamsteed's office carrying a box of freshly baked cookies. After the pet rock adoption fair, Penelope was feeling much more confident that she could be around Professor Flamsteed without getting hurt. He was, in fact, on her list of favorite professors. No more getting hurt in astronomy class for her. From now on it was going to be all learning and fun for her in class, unless she actually did get hurt again. This was going to be a good term. She knocked on the office door and stood there, waiting for Professor Flamsteed.
He could SMELL it! Something baked and glorious outside his office.
Moving before the knock even occurred, the professor opened the door a mere few seconds after the Ravenclaw had done so.
"I thought I smelled something delicious," he chuckled, seeing Miss Wright standing there with a box in her hands.
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Maybe he should go inside his office for this? Hand on the handle ready to turn it, the heat of the letter became so much that his fingers instinctively tore it open before he had the change to retreat into the safety of his office.
The envelope was already smoking just a tad at the edges, ready to unleash it's full wrath if the man didn't HURRY UP.
Lucky for him he finally gave in and the moment he did the howler erupted with the voice of one of his students:
PROFESSOR AIREY FLAMSTEED,
HOW DARE YOU TEACH ASTRONOMY SO WELL THAT EVERYONE ACTUALLY LIKES ATTENDING YOUR LESSONS HOW DARE YOU TEACH US ABOUT THE MOON AND THE STARS AND JUNIPER AND MARS. YOUR VAST AWESOMENESS SPANS MILLIONS OF GALAXIES. YOU ARE THE BEST PAPA A ROCK COULD ASK FOR. YOUR STELLARNESS WILL REMAIN LIGHTYEARS FROM NOW!
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Marsha smiled and waved softly at their Professor. He was so lovely! And he was so energetic in class. She didn’t feel out of place at alll around him and Lance. They all had so much energy. It was amazing.
Grinning at Lance, the girl sighed happily as Professor Airey started to tell them there there were pets to be adopted. YES! But then stopped… and started to back away from them. Probably trying to save their poor ears from the shouting that was going to happen soon. Poor Professor!
As the Howler opened, Marsha moved to cover her ears against the bad things being sad to her favourite Professor - only…. it wasn’t bad things being said. They were lovely!!!! Letting out a happy grin, Marsha ran the few steps to stand next to Professor Airey as the Howler fizzled away into nothing. ”Oh Professor! That was so nice!” The short girl who was TOTALLY tall >.< in her dreams said, beaming up at the man. Wasn’t it lovely that people thought such nice things about him?
YES! Hehe.
She stood next to him, grinning at Lance, as they waited for their Head of House to continue telling them about the rocks that they could adopt.
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Deciding he needed to take a more proactive step towards...personal matters...Airey sat at his desk with his knitting needles doing a bit of creative expression. While he long to make some more Star Trek dolls, he was currently busy attempting to knit his first pair of booties. Star Trek themed, of course.
He was just finishing up the black embellishment for the left bootie - and still had yet to actually START those - when the knock on the door occurred. In a bit of a panic, he threw his work into the top drawer and slammed it shut...promptly slamming his own fingers in the draw as well.
"SON OF A BARYON!" he barked. His fingers throbbing from the pain as he walked over to the door, he managed to compose himself before swinging open the door and greeting the Ravenclaw prefect with a pleasant smile. Sort of. It was a bit forced.
"Good day, Mr. Banner. What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?"
He felt the need to lay on the pleasantries considering that was a very good change that the timid young man had heard his, ahem, outburst.
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If Gabriel HAD heard, he wasn't letting it on. For both of their sakes.
A look of slight indifference firmly in place, he greeted his Astronomy professor with a quiet 'Hello'...before adding. "I had some inquiries about the star project from several terms ago. May I come in, sir?"
Ahem.
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Savoring his morning cup of Earl Grey, hot...the professor looked over some of his exoplanet research with a furrowed brow. He was just about to dip his quill into the inkwell on his desk to revisit a few calculations when there came a knock at the door.
Quill down, but cup of tea still in hand, he sauntered over to the door and swung it open.
"Good day, Miss Fields," he greeted. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
Rowan looked away from the framed magazine as the door opened and smiled her BEST smile at the professor. "That's so cool that you were on the front of a magazine!" She pointed at the frame. But he'd asked why she was here so she should probably answer that.
"Actually, I wanted to ask something and I thought I should ask you cause you're the head of house..." And who else would she ask? The headmistress? That was a bit intimidating.
Puck wasn’t that late when she finally made her way to her head of house’s office. She wasn’t going to be in trouble right? It had taken a touch longer to get back up all those flights of moving stairs…10:01 AM, she was dreading this.
She wasn’t convinced that she was going to be fired, not this soon in the year at least, or she hoped. Two bagels were steaming in her hand as she made her way up to the office. “Hey Zander,” she grinned as she lifted the steaming pastry the napkin still wrapped about it. “I brought food, you know so you don’t die” she shrugged as she made her way over to the door and knocked.
Yes, it was time now, to talk to Professor Flamsteed.
And food was a good help.
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Checking his sundial watch while relaxing on his sofa with a copy of Dune in his other hand, he nodded at the time and then looked over at his desk where two crimson leather folders waited for the two prefects to arrive. The astronomer could only imagine what must be going through their heads having received such instructions from his usual laid back self, but he had not meant to make them wet their trousers or anything. That was the sort of reaction he expected and reserved for an unfortunate encounter with the Headmistress. So...hopefully they were not panicking too much.
And hopefully Mr. Adair had put two and two together by now and figured out that he was a bit of a project for the Head of House.
Nodding again at the time - and because there was not a knock at his door just yet - the suited astronomer returned his attention to his book.
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Puck wasn’t that late when she finally made her way to her head of house’s office. She wasn’t going to be in trouble right? It had taken a touch longer to get back up all those flights of moving stairs…10:01 AM, she was dreading this.
She wasn’t convinced that she was going to be fired, not this soon in the year at least, or she hoped. Two bagels were steaming in her hand as she made her way up to the office. “Hey Zander,” she grinned as she lifted the steaming pastry the napkin still wrapped about it. “I brought food, you know so you don’t die” she shrugged as she made her way over to the door and knocked.
Yes, it was time now, to talk to Professor Flamsteed.
And food was a good help.
Maybe arriving early to pace wasn't such a good idea after all? If anything, he was just freaking out even MORE so than before. Merlin. And to make matters worse, it looked like Puck was running late!! Not by much, but his watch did say-- Eh, who's he kidding. Zander doesn't wear a watch. But his internal alarms, y'know. They were going INSANE. Where was Puck and why wasn't--
Oh.
"Hey, Puck." Trying NOT to sound like a panicking lunatic thankyouverymuch. "Oh-I-that's really thoughtful of you," Would Professor Flamsteed be okay with food in his office? Was food good for a nervous stomach? Were Puck and Zander going to survive this meeting? Would they leave with their badges on?
ALL very good questions. Or well, Zander thought so. La la la. At least they were in it together, yeah?
The Gryffindor was quite relived that Puck did the knocking. 'Cause he was too nervous to knock. Would probably go a bit overboard by mistake. Ahem. And now, they wait.
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Zander looked like a bundle of nerves…really, maybe if she’d finished that confidence spray and gotten it to the human test subject level things would be well, easier for him. She wondered as she listened to him greet her…yeah, that potion would have helped him loads or at least she hoped it would.
“Okay, good luck Zander,” she nodded, as she stepped closer to the door. “If you know…there’s talk of one of us not having a badge I just want you to know” she blurted out and stood there poised to knock and simply fiddling with her shirt sleeve. “that I think you should keep yours” she added before turning abruptly as if she could only move at ninety degree angles and knocked on the door.
Please don’t be mad at them, she hoped as she knew she was slightly late…if her lateness jeapordised them she would ask Professor Flamsteed to give Zander HER badge or well…at least give it to Emmy or someone who would do well under the pressure.
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The envelope was already smoking just a tad at the edges, ready to unleash it's full wrath if the man didn't HURRY UP.
Lucky for him he finally gave in and the moment he did the howler erupted with the voice of one of his students:
PROFESSOR AIREY FLAMSTEED,
HOW DARE YOU TEACH ASTRONOMY SO WELL THAT EVERYONE ACTUALLY LIKES ATTENDING YOUR LESSONS HOW DARE YOU TEACH US ABOUT THE MOON AND THE STARS AND JUNIPER AND MARS. YOUR VAST AWESOMENESS SPANS MILLIONS OF GALAXIES. YOU ARE THE BEST PAPA A ROCK COULD ASK FOR. YOUR STELLARNESS WILL REMAIN LIGHTYEARS FROM NOW!
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Marsha smiled and waved softly at their Professor. He was so lovely! And he was so energetic in class. She didn’t feel out of place at alll around him and Lance. They all had so much energy. It was amazing.
Grinning at Lance, the girl sighed happily as Professor Airey started to tell them there there were pets to be adopted. YES! But then stopped… and started to back away from them. Probably trying to save their poor ears from the shouting that was going to happen soon. Poor Professor!
As the Howler opened, Marsha moved to cover her ears against the bad things being sad to her favourite Professor - only…. it wasn’t bad things being said. They were lovely!!!! Letting out a happy grin, Marsha ran the few steps to stand next to Professor Airey as the Howler fizzled away into nothing. ”Oh Professor! That was so nice!” The short girl who was TOTALLY tall >.< in her dreams said, beaming up at the man. Wasn’t it lovely that people thought such nice things about him?
YES! Hehe.
She stood next to him, grinning at Lance, as they waited for their Head of House to continue telling them about the rocks that they could adopt.
.............
Standing their gawking at the ash that now blackened his hands, the professor was torn between laughing and wanting to curl up in a ball and hide under his desk for the rest of the week. Pebbles could teach his lessons, yeah? Or perhaps the better option would be to seek out Marion and ask her to fill the void since she actually had some teaching experience and wasn't as tongue-tied and shy when speaking in front of an audience.
Ears burning an obvious shade of red, the astronomer slowly closed the door to his office and turned around to face the two first years. It had not yet registered that there was ask all over his hands and suit - or else there may have been more wailing and even tears - as he cleared his throat and tried not to look to embarrassed.
Maybe they hadn't even heard ...all that.
But then Miss Hanover's words made that shade of red spread from his ears to his cheeks. It seemed the sort of stunt Medea would pull...or perhaps even Maddox. However, he also knew Maddox would not really want to take the time out of his daily schedule to do that sort of thing unless provoked to do so - and as far as he knew he hadn't done anything yet - and the voice was certainly not Medea's.
Although it was...familiar...hmmmm...
Clearing his throat again, Airey loosened his tie and finally spoke - in a high pitch voice that broke here and there; quite reminiscent of a boy going through puberty, actually.
"Ahem, yes...well...yes," he said, loosening his tie even further. "...eeeeeeeeer...what is it that I...er....can do for you two?"
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If Gabriel HAD heard, he wasn't letting it on. For both of their sakes.
A look of slight indifference firmly in place, he greeted his Astronomy professor with a quiet 'Hello'...before adding. "I had some inquiries about the star project from several terms ago. May I come in, sir?"
Ahem.
He could just BARELY hear the 'hello' over the sound of the dust settling on the small table in the seating area. Merlin, had he really been so distracted by things that he had neglected to clean the Astronomy Tower? Maybe he did need to start allowing the house elves to clean up here...
"Oh yes, the star project," he said with a glazed over twinkle in his eyes. Sweet solstice that had seemed like ages ago. That...and having a crying Miss Cambridge in his office acting completely irrational over an inanimate object. "Certainly. I'll put on some tea," he nodded, stepping to the side and holding the door open for the seventh year to pass. "As long as you refrain from calling me 'sir' again."
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Rowan looked away from the framed magazine as the door opened and smiled her BEST smile at the professor. "That's so cool that you were on the front of a magazine!" She pointed at the frame. But he'd asked why she was here so she should probably answer that.
"Actually, I wanted to ask something and I thought I should ask you cause you're the head of house..." And who else would she ask? The headmistress? That was a bit intimidating.
Chuckling nervously, the professor smiled and hoped his ears were not flushing on his behalf. It was quite the contradiction to not like brag too much about one's accomplishments...but wanting to make sure people saw it because he took great pride in his work. Perhaps humble was nothing but a figment of his imagination? Probably.
"Ah, thank you," he smiled, puffing his chest out with pride just a little. "Oh? Would you like to step into my office for this? I have hot beverages and gourmet marshmallows."
SPOILER!!: Puck & Zander *dun dun dun*
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SPOILER!!: zander might be a bit nervous... ahem
Maybe arriving early to pace wasn't such a good idea after all? If anything, he was just freaking out even MORE so than before. Merlin. And to make matters worse, it looked like Puck was running late!! Not by much, but his watch did say-- Eh, who's he kidding. Zander doesn't wear a watch. But his internal alarms, y'know. They were going INSANE. Where was Puck and why wasn't--
Oh.
"Hey, Puck." Trying NOT to sound like a panicking lunatic thankyouverymuch. "Oh-I-that's really thoughtful of you," Would Professor Flamsteed be okay with food in his office? Was food good for a nervous stomach? Were Puck and Zander going to survive this meeting? Would they leave with their badges on?
ALL very good questions. Or well, Zander thought so. La la la. At least they were in it together, yeah?
The Gryffindor was quite relived that Puck did the knocking. 'Cause he was too nervous to knock. Would probably go a bit overboard by mistake. Ahem. And now, they wait.
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Zander looked like a bundle of nerves…really, maybe if she’d finished that confidence spray and gotten it to the human test subject level things would be well, easier for him. She wondered as she listened to him greet her…yeah, that potion would have helped him loads or at least she hoped it would.
“Okay, good luck Zander,” she nodded, as she stepped closer to the door. “If you know…there’s talk of one of us not having a badge I just want you to know” she blurted out and stood there poised to knock and simply fiddling with her shirt sleeve. “that I think you should keep yours” she added before turning abruptly as if she could only move at ninety degree angles and knocked on the door.
Please don’t be mad at them, she hoped as she knew she was slightly late…if her lateness jeapordised them she would ask Professor Flamsteed to give Zander HER badge or well…at least give it to Emmy or someone who would do well under the pressure.
Checking his sundial watch one last time, Airey place a bookmark in his book and set it down on the arm of the sofa. He would return to it later after finishing up this appointment with his prefects.
Strolling to the door and placing his hand on the knob just before someone on the other side knocked, an amused smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. Here we go.
Swinging the door open, and his face an eerie neutral, he stepped to the side and gestured inside. "In," he instructed, his tone firm but not angry.
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Chuckling nervously, the professor smiled and hoped his ears were not flushing on his behalf. It was quite the contradiction to not like brag too much about one's accomplishments...but wanting to make sure people saw it because he took great pride in his work. Perhaps humble was nothing but a figment of his imagination? Probably.
"Ah, thank you," he smiled, puffing his chest out with pride just a little. "Oh? Would you like to step into my office for this? I have hot beverages and gourmet marshmallows."
Step into his office? Rowan wasn't quite sure her question would take long enough for a hot drink, but she was curious to see the inside of her professor's office, so she nodded a bit.
"That sounds lovely professor." she said, offering him a smile. She hoped he had green tea or something, because she was sorta missing that.
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Step into his office? Rowan wasn't quite sure her question would take long enough for a hot drink, but she was curious to see the inside of her professor's office, so she nodded a bit.
"That sounds lovely professor." she said, offering him a smile. She hoped he had green tea or something, because she was sorta missing that.
"In that case, come on in," he smiled, stepping to the side to open the door for her. "Be a mindful of where you step. Hershel is scurrying about."
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It might have taken him while to get here, but eventually he made it, and now that he was here he felt like curling up on one of the sofas and just sleeping the rest of the day away. Why was the life of a third year so gosh darn hard?
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Taking a deep breath and shuffling his feet to Airey's door, Zeke knocked twice and took to standing off to the side, leaning against the wall. It was difficult to trust these sofas now... too much had happened, despite how good they looked.
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