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HaRoHeGiNeLu · 10-02-2011, 03:49 AM

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

Dash didn't understand what Ellie-or Rock was getting at. She didn't like the word Miss. Huh. "It is formal. I am your Professor." Did she think he was her friend or something? " You are either a Miss or a Mister in my eye. Would you rather be the latter?" He raised a brow. Really.

"And yes. Very creepy." He left it at that.

"What about Scabior?" He raised a brow. "Professor Scabior. That is the only name you are allowed to call me." The only name. At least to his face.

"Most are Historians. Some are just famous wizards and witches. Pick one." If she wanted to then he would go on and give her a small background story.

"Exactly." He just proved her point, pretty much. "You're the one that should have a title. I'm just a sixteen year old girl. Just Ellie." She did nothing to earn a title and, frankly, she didn't want one. Other than 'Captain'. She liked that title a lot.

Well...glad he agreed.

Ellie's smirk disappeared as she seemed to realize something. And she did. She finally figured out the point of her coming here. And it was bad. Very, very bad. "You're right. Scabior." Professor Scabior, even. She hung her head. She had no idea why she was trying to do what she was trying to do, but it needed to stop. SHE needed to stop. Now. "Thank you." For making her realize this.

The girl suddenly felt the need to leave, but didn't make a move to. Because they were talking about the paintings. She lifted her head and looked around at all of the 'famous' people again. "What about that guy there," she nodded her head at the portrait, "with the gray hair and the mustachey-thing?"

10-02-2011, 03:49 AM	#29 (permalink)
HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,579 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Satisfied Neon Quote: Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles Dash didn't understand what Ellie-or Rock was getting at. She didn't like the word Miss. Huh. "It is formal. I am your Professor." Did she think he was her friend or something? " You are either a Miss or a Mister in my eye. Would you rather be the latter?" He raised a brow. Really. "And yes. Very creepy." He left it at that. "What about Scabior?" He raised a brow. *"Professor* Scabior. That is the only name you are allowed to call me."** The only name. At least to his face. "Most are Historians. Some are just famous wizards and witches. Pick one." If she wanted to then he would go on and give her a small background story. "Exactly." He just proved her point, pretty much. "You're the one that should have a title. I'm just a sixteen year old girl. Just Ellie." She did nothing to earn a title and, frankly, she didn't want one. Other than 'Captain'. She liked that title a lot. Well...glad he agreed. Ellie's smirk disappeared as she seemed to realize something. And she did. She finally figured out the point of her coming here. And it was bad. Very, very bad. "You're right. Scabior." Professor Scabior, even. She hung her head. She had no idea why she was trying to do what she was trying to do, but it needed to stop. SHE needed to stop. Now. "Thank you." For making her realize this. The girl suddenly felt the need to leave, but didn't make a move to. Because they were talking about the paintings. She lifted her head and looked around at all of the 'famous' people again. "What about that guy there," she nodded her head at the portrait, "with the gray hair and the mustachey-thing?" __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...