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affy7ann · 05-10-2011, 05:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Shaw

"Gas," Shaw corrected, "this puppy runs off of GAS-O-LINE." For a moment, Shaw got that crazy twinkle in his eye like he MIGHT fire up his saw once again.

But it went away as fast it came and Shaw was left looking generally confused as to where he was and why that girl was looking at him and breathing funny.

Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw."

Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."

"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."

In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling.

"Gasoline. Right," Tayla mumbled in reply. This teacher was freaking her out more and more, especially when he paused and stared at her, as if wanting to cut her open. There were also odd moments where he seemed to forget where he was or what he was doing. "Why on earth did the headmaster hire this...maniac?!"

All the same, Tayla wanted to do well in class. And knowing that this teacher couldn't possibly hurt her (could he?!), she thought of what she wanted almost in an instant.

"A good broomstick," she said softly, longing to practice well for the Quidditch try-outs. But no, she couldn't write that. Shaw said it had to be something they needed, right now, in this class. Tayla thought harder. Glancing down at Shaw with the chainsaw still in his hand, she figure it out. She stood up carefully, wrote "earmuffs" on the board and quickly sat back down, thinking "I need good earmuffs that will deaden the awful sound of that chainsaw!"

05-10-2011, 05:09 AM	#105 (permalink)
affy7ann Puffskein Join Date: Jan 2011 Location: Pearl of the Orient Posts: 995 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sapphire Wulfweardsweorth Third Year	♥ Gryffindor ♥ ★ Ravenclaw ★ Quote: Originally Posted by Shaw "Gas," Shaw corrected, "this puppy runs off of GAS-O-LINE." For a moment, Shaw got that crazy twinkle in his eye like he MIGHT fire up his saw once again. But it went away as fast it came and Shaw was left looking generally confused as to where he was and why that girl was looking at him and breathing funny. Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw." Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue." "Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have." In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling. "Gasoline. Right," Tayla mumbled in reply. This teacher was freaking her out more and more, especially when he paused and stared at her, as if wanting to cut her open. There were also odd moments where he seemed to forget where he was or what he was doing. *"Why on earth did the headmaster hire this...maniac?!"* All the same, Tayla wanted to do well in class. And knowing that this teacher couldn't possibly hurt her (could he?!), she thought of what she wanted almost in an instant. "A good broomstick," she said softly, longing to practice well for the Quidditch try-outs. But no, she couldn't write that. Shaw said it had to be something they needed, right now, in this class. Tayla thought harder. Glancing down at Shaw with the chainsaw still in his hand, she figure it out. She stood up carefully, wrote "earmuffs" on the board and quickly sat back down, thinking *"I need good earmuffs that will deaden the awful sound of that chainsaw!"* __________________