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Seren wasn't quite sure what to make of Tate's next comment. Was he serious? Surely he wasn't... but with Tate, anything was possible. She really ought to practice reading people. Instead of answering Tate's, no doubt rhetorical, question, she took another quick sip of her juice.
Though she had indeed enquired about Tate's summer, Seren expected a brief comment for the sake of pleasantries, but she was surprised by the development. Pleasantly surprised even. Photographs! "Oh that's so lovely, I'm sorry you have to miss it." She looked over the photographs in the Headmasters hands. She often forgot that her colleagues had families so it came as a small surprise to see family photographs. "She's absolutely precious, you must be so proud."
This had to be the most intimate conversation she'd had with the Headmaster since her appointment. It was a good thing right? Seeing his sentimental side.
"She is, she is." Tate agreed, flipping through multiple pictures of his daughter sleeping, sleeping, crying, sleeping, sleeping. Crying because she'd been sleeping and Tate had woken her up to take her picture. He was such a good dad and stuff. Cari had been especially livid with him.
"We celebrated yesterday. I'm being boring, right?" He didn't put the pictures away, though.
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sweetpinkpixie Kurumi knew it was still early in the evening, but seeing as there were four Gryffindor leaders at their table she felt confident in stepping away just for a brief moment to head to the staff table to deliver her cookies BECAUSE SHE HAD REMEMBERED THIS TIME! Or...so she had thought.
Clutching two boxes, Kurumi made her way to Headmaster Tate first and noticed him showing pictures of a baby which she overheard was his. She couldn't help but be reminded of her father, the way he was showing off his daughter. The Headmaster and him would probably get along - scary thought. "Good...evening Headmaster," Kurumi said as she bashfully pushed the box of oatmeal cookies towards him. See. She remembered! "Congratulations as well." On his new baby girl AND a Happy Birthday.
Oh. Cookies. This was shaping up to be a good feast. "Good evening, Hollinberry. Thank you for remembering I prefer oatmeal. Raisins?" He did NOT approve of raisins under most circumstances. He liked the little butterscotch oatmeal ones.
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DanialRadFAN01 Oh wasn't he just nice? The Headmaster hadn't acted too professional and had even sent a wave in her direction.
She would certainly have to ask him more about the Castle later, perhaps when they had--
"You have a baby? I love babies!" Callie squeaked slightly as she overheard the man talking with Seren, the Herbology lady, over the pictures of his daughter. She leaned over into the empty seat between her and the head man and looked at the little girl in the photographs. "She's very cute, congradulations!"
She sadly hadn't gotten to see many babies recently while working her cart around the Alley. No one wanted to bring them around for whatever reason, probably all the noise from the shoppers.
Oh, blonde one wanted to look at the pictures too. Tate gave Seren a grin before leaning in the other direction and handing off the stack of photos to Calista. Was there a cuter baby in the world? NO. No, there was not.
"Geneva."
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Kaos.Doodles Dash made his way up to the staff table as diligently as a lazy person could. He appeared to be well rested, and his skin slightly tanned from the time spent outdoors in the hot sun. His eyes fell upon the students who were quickly filling up their house tables.
He hadn't missed sorting.
What a shame.
Just like the previous terms, Scabior had only arrived in the castle few hours before the start of the fast. What was the point in coming sooner? There was none, he was going to be in the stone building for ten months anyways. He had wanted to squeeze as much as he could out of his holiday.
Taking his seat he gave a nod to the professors, that were there. Bentley. Tate. William. Medea. A new female he hadn't had the chance of meeting yet...who seemed to be wearing feathers. And even to the Gryffindor prefect who never seemed to know where her seat was.
But it wasn't up here.
"Seren. Taters." Dash greeted his closest colleagues with thin smile, unintentionally showcasing the large gash on his lower lip.
Taters? What... was he some sort of side dish?
"Scabby. Get into a fight with a student?"
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Lezleighd She set down the goody bag in front of the Headmaster and nodded her head a little bit up and down, "Hope you had a good break boss."
"Erm. Thank you, Gemma." Tate turned the bag around and around in his hands before setting it just to the side of his plate. Must be a Muggle thing, right?[/color]