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Kaos.Doodles · 09-11-2011, 04:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Tegz

"Sharp, maybe. Or perhaps I just have a better memory." She eyed him over the newspaper, and her cockatrice tattoo, peeking over her collar did too, then it disappeared beneath the fabric, only to reappear on her wrist, as if it were trying to see the newspaper instead.

She should lighten up on him. She'd changed rather drastically from her Hogwarts days. The giant glasses had gone for one thing.

Althea did smile and WAS about to say something conversational, but then the article caught her attention and she glared at the newspaper.

"A Blacksmith?" Ridiculous. She snapped the paper shut crossly and slid it across the table to Josephina, crossing her arms across her chest and causing her tattoo to retreat in apparent alarm under her sleeve once more.

Hogwarts was DAMNED lucky to have her and the Daily Prophet CLEARLY hadn't done any research.

Thea didn't much care about the slander towards whoever the former healer was, or the Law Enforcement branch of the ministry, or even towards Tate who had already turned Althea frosty towards him, but she was proud of her own achievements and immediately irritated to be reduced to 'blacksmith' when really there was so much more to what she did and she truly WAS the best in her damned field.

She sipped her drink and sat there trying to calm herself down, but building into a frosty sort of tension all the same, as if the temperature of the room had suddenly dropped several degrees.

"Well that's not really fair to say." Everett frowned a bit as he sat up in his chair. "Its quite hard to forget someone like me." He had been tempted to say someone as amazing as him, but he felt as though that would have been a little too big headed.

Everett had not forgotten about Althea. He had simply not recognized her. So really that had nothing to do with his memory.

"You've changed quite a bit." He noted, hoping she wouldn't take it as an insult or something. He hadn't meant for it to be an insult but even at 32, the female mind was still a mystery to him. They were unpredictable.

His eyes drifted down to the paper that was in Althea's hands. Oh. The Prophet. Really, it was a useless paper. Dash wondered if it was the copy that had the bit about the new professors- yes. From Althea's reaction it seemed like it.

"Oh so that was you?" A smile played on his lips. Clearly she was upset by it, and the right thing to do would be to leave her alone and let her get over it. But Everett didn't always do the right thing. "Please don't tell me you are getting worked up over all of that trash?"

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Originally Posted by Hera

Seren had barely waited long enough for Dash to respond before she poured him a tea anyway. Honestly what person in their right mind would refuse?

The corners of her lips turned up at the mention of her nickname situation. Turning her attention from her cup, to Dash, she tried to read his facial expressions... but she was no good at that sort of thing. Had he thought of something? It would be an impressive feat if he had.
"And? ... How is that going?" she asked.

On another note, now that she had the attention of her new colleague she wondered how he was settling in. The girls here could be quite... hormaonal?
"So how are you settling in? The girls aren't giving you a hard time are they?" Because he was clearly... handsome, why wouldn't they fangirl over him?

"Thank you! I am quite capable of getting it myself however. Just so you know for next time." Everett still smiled as he brought the cup to his lips. He liked doing things on his own. So apart of him felt bad that he had even let Seren pour the tea for him.

"So..I'm not saying that I am perfect. But I have a track record of not failing when I am given a task." He paused. "But this time, I completely failed, and I blame you for that." There were no hint of bitterness at all in his words. In fact Everett was amused. Especially because of the name he had thought of to make up for his failure. "I've decided however that the best name that would fit you. Would be, Bentley." Yes. He would call her that from now on.

He took another sip of his tea. Yes. Everett liked it in the staff room much better than in his office. Sure his office was cosy but the lack of human interaction was boring. Just as he was swallowing the hot liquid, Seren asked him a question that Everett really never expected. After a small coughing fit, he put his cup down before eying her. "Should they be?" Teenage girls really did annoy him. Even when he was a teenager. "I would say I'm quite settled though. But it still feels weird to be back in this old castle"

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

To accquaint himself with the castle Edvard had after classes been walking around aimlessley talking to portraits and even some not so frightened student's. With a telescope under his arm he had soon gotten lost, it was inevitable since his sense of direction had never been top class. Asking for directions from student's who passed by had only lead him in an even wronger direction.

After walking for atleast a good 2 hours Edvard finally found the staff room located on the ground floor. His feet were aching badly and the telescope he was carrying was at this point weighing tons. Opening the door he was more focused on the staff sitting in there then the ground and therefore didn't see the threashold and with his usual luck jammed his right foot right into it. Falling forwards he managed to keep a secure hold on the telescope as he landed on the cold, stone floor with a big "thump!"

Everett was really not paying attention to the staff room door.Until a man that he had seen at the feast had pushed his way through with a large telescope. He was about to say something, until the man landed face down on the ground.

Ouch?

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Originally Posted by Tegz

It was lucky Eddie chose that moment to show up.

"Oh!" She stood up and rushed over.

And then?

"Is the telescope alright?" He was fine. He was breathing, wasn't he? Thea offered her hand, but her attention was fully on the telescope. She did metal better than she did people after all, even if she was rather fond of Edvard.

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Originally Posted by Hera

Seriously... was she for real? Seren rolled her eyes a little.

"You alright Edvard?" she asked in a concerned tone, never mind the telescope, they could be fixed, but people could hurt!

Everett snorted, then covered up his growing grin with his left hand. "Oye, is the floor alright?" He asked.

He just wanted to join in.

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Kaos.Doodles SS Featured Author Clabbert Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Vaes Dothrak Posts: 19,236 Hogwarts RPG Name: Takeru Asakura Third Year x5 x7	★ BabyQuad ★ PERRY THE PLATYPUS ★ Ern's Fave ★ dangerous with brooms ★ Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz "Sharp, maybe. Or perhaps I just have a better memory." She eyed him over the newspaper, and her cockatrice tattoo, peeking over her collar did too, then it disappeared beneath the fabric, only to reappear on her wrist, as if it were trying to see the newspaper instead. She should lighten up on him. She'd changed rather drastically from her Hogwarts days. The giant glasses had gone for one thing. Althea did smile and WAS about to say something conversational, but then the article caught her attention and she glared at the newspaper. "A Blacksmith?" Ridiculous. She snapped the paper shut crossly and slid it across the table to Josephina, crossing her arms across her chest and causing her tattoo to retreat in apparent alarm under her sleeve once more. Hogwarts was DAMNED lucky to have her and the Daily Prophet CLEARLY hadn't done any research. Thea didn't much care about the slander towards whoever the former healer was, or the Law Enforcement branch of the ministry, or even towards Tate who had already turned Althea frosty towards him, but she was proud of her own achievements and immediately irritated to be reduced to 'blacksmith' when really there was so much more to what she did and she truly WAS the best in her damned field. She sipped her drink and sat there trying to calm herself down, but building into a frosty sort of tension all the same, as if the temperature of the room had suddenly dropped several degrees. "Well that's not really fair to say." Everett frowned a bit as he sat up in his chair. "Its quite hard to forget someone like me." He had been tempted to say someone as amazing as him, but he felt as though that would have been a little too big headed. Everett had not forgotten about Althea. He had simply not recognized her. So really that had nothing to do with his memory. "You've changed quite a bit." He noted, hoping she wouldn't take it as an insult or something. He hadn't meant for it to be an insult but even at 32, the female mind was still a mystery to him. They were unpredictable. His eyes drifted down to the paper that was in Althea's hands. Oh. The Prophet. Really, it was a useless paper. Dash wondered if it was the copy that had the bit about the new professors- yes. From Althea's reaction it seemed like it. *"Oh so that was you?"* A smile played on his lips. Clearly she was upset by it, and the right thing to do would be to leave her alone and let her get over it. But Everett didn't always do the right thing. "Please don't tell me you are getting worked up over all of that trash?" Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Seren had barely waited long enough for Dash to respond before she poured him a tea anyway. Honestly what person in their right mind would refuse? The corners of her lips turned up at the mention of her nickname situation. Turning her attention from her cup, to Dash, she tried to read his facial expressions... but she was no good at that sort of thing. Had he thought of something? It would be an impressive feat if he had. "And? ... How is that going?" she asked. On another note, now that she had the attention of her new colleague she wondered how he was settling in. The girls here could be quite... hormaonal? "So how are you settling in? The girls aren't giving you a hard time are they?" Because he was clearly... handsome, why wouldn't they fangirl over him? "Thank you! I am quite capable of getting it myself however. Just so you know for next time." Everett still smiled as he brought the cup to his lips. He liked doing things on his own. So apart of him felt bad that he had even let Seren pour the tea for him. "So..I'm not saying that I am perfect. But I have a track record of not failing when I am given a task." He paused. "But this time, I completely failed, and I blame you for that." There were no hint of bitterness at all in his words. In fact Everett was amused. Especially because of the name he had thought of to make up for his failure. "I've decided however that the best name that would fit you. Would be, Bentley." Yes. He would call her that from now on. He took another sip of his tea. Yes. Everett liked it in the staff room much better than in his office. Sure his office was cosy but the lack of human interaction was boring. Just as he was swallowing the hot liquid, Seren asked him a question that Everett really never expected. After a small coughing fit, he put his cup down before eying her. "Should they be?" Teenage girls really did annoy him. Even when he was a teenager. "I would say I'm quite settled though. But it still feels weird to be back in this old castle" Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch To accquaint himself with the castle Edvard had after classes been walking around aimlessley talking to portraits and even some not so frightened student's. With a telescope under his arm he had soon gotten lost, it was inevitable since his sense of direction had never been top class. Asking for directions from student's who passed by had only lead him in an even wronger direction. After walking for atleast a good 2 hours Edvard finally found the staff room located on the ground floor. His feet were aching badly and the telescope he was carrying was at this point weighing tons. Opening the door he was more focused on the staff sitting in there then the ground and therefore didn't see the threashold and with his usual luck jammed his right foot right into it. Falling forwards he managed to keep a secure hold on the telescope as he landed on the cold, stone floor with a big "thump!" Everett was really not paying attention to the staff room door.Until a man that he had seen at the feast had pushed his way through with a large telescope. He was about to say something, until the man landed face down on the ground. Ouch? Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz It was lucky Eddie chose that moment to show up. "Oh!" She stood up and rushed over. And then? "Is the telescope alright?" He was fine. He was breathing, wasn't he? Thea offered her hand, but her attention was fully on the telescope. She did metal better than she did people after all, even if she was rather fond of Edvard. Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Seriously... was she for real? Seren rolled her eyes a little. "You alright Edvard?" she asked in a concerned tone, never mind the telescope, they could be fixed, but people could hurt! Everett snorted, then covered up his growing grin with his left hand. "Oye, is the floor alright?" He asked. He just wanted to join in. __________________ {act like you know me, but you never will}__{but there's one thing that I know for sure} {i'll show you}