The Ghost
Undoing the protections around his office as he approached, Ikenna opened the door and eyed the two chairs there. He flicked his wand out of its holster, into his hand and toward the chairs in one smooth movement.
Two more identical chairs had appeared, and Ikenna waited by the door for the students to file in before him. "If any of you would like some refreshments...just say so."
This was how Martel did things, yes? Ikenna did not have as fun china as he, but he would make do.
__________________ Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes... 
But only death the jealous eyes can close. |