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Kaos.Doodles · 08-29-2012, 05:28 AM

A former journalist, and to think, Dash assumed that he would get along well with people who wrote, for once he was wrong. Althea moving closer too him would have been good almost like a sign that she understood what he was thinking, if the man wasn’t so eccentric.

The man didn’t understand sarcasm! The History of Magic Professor had no clue why he was hearing about a student who he couldn’t care less about. Perhaps Kurumi had been a bit better this term however-

Did…he just…?

Dash stared, first at his shoulder where Charles’ hand had come in contact with four times, then to the man. His eyes just flickered back and forth from shoulder to man, until finally they rested back on his student’s parent, and a large smile formed on his lips.

Yes.

He was smiling, baring teeth and all in a sickening over the top sort of smile.

“Charles.” Smiling Dash rested his OWN hand on the man’s shoulder. “Fair warning here,” He cleared his throat. “If you ever touch me again, they’ll be two possible options. I will cut your hand off in the most painful way imaginable. Or I’ll just make sure that your little ray of sunshine fails all her NEWTS. The former is actually most likely to be painful to someone like…well, you, but I think it would be best for you not to touch me.” He dropped his hand, and the smile faded almost instantly.

With that said, he would have taken the moment to lead Althea away from the man, if the familiar red head had not appeared at his side. “Ivy.” How was he? Well. He stared, paying no mind to her arm pokes. “I’ve been better.” That should have been obvious, he did attempt a real smile though. “Neither are friends.” Dash corrected. One was an acquaintance at most, and Althea and him had never been friends.

“Mister Charles Hollingberry here, is apparently here to give the book exposure.” Or to brag about his daughter, invade people’s personal space and be a Hollingberry. As for the woman on his other side, he took a few seconds, figuring out the perfect wording. “And this is Althea Schirmer,” he licked his lips, and looked to Althea. “We are currently dating.” Dating. Yeah. They were. Hm.

Dash held out his hand motioning to Ivy. “Ivy Bunbury.” It was said mostly for Althea since, he really didn’t care if Charles was listening or not. “The woman who did not write about how I saved her life, despite the fact I informed her long before that she was most likely a terrible actress.”

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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	uh, tegz, pixie, roro, and other people join in! ★ BabyQuad ★ PERRY THE PLATYPUS ★ Ern's Fave ★ dangerous with brooms ★ A former journalist, and to think, Dash assumed that he would get along well with people who wrote, for once he was wrong. Althea moving closer too him would have been good almost like a sign that she understood what he was thinking, if the man wasn’t so eccentric. The man didn’t understand sarcasm! The History of Magic Professor had no clue why he was hearing about a student who he couldn’t care less about. Perhaps Kurumi had been a bit better this term however- Did…he just…? Dash stared, first at his shoulder where Charles’ hand had come in contact with four times, then to the man. His eyes just flickered back and forth from shoulder to man, until finally they rested back on his student’s parent, and a large smile formed on his lips. Yes. He was smiling, baring teeth and all in a sickening over the top sort of smile. “Charles.” Smiling Dash rested his OWN hand on the man’s shoulder. “Fair warning here,” He cleared his throat. “If you ever touch me again, they’ll be two possible options. I will cut your hand off in the most painful way imaginable. Or I’ll just make sure that your little ray of sunshine fails all her NEWTS. The former is actually most likely to be painful to someone like…well, you, but I think it would be best for you not to touch me.” He dropped his hand, and the smile faded almost instantly. With that said, he would have taken the moment to lead Althea away from the man, if the familiar red head had not appeared at his side. “Ivy.” How was he? Well. He stared, paying no mind to her arm pokes. “I’ve been better.” That should have been obvious, he did attempt a real smile though. “Neither are friends.” Dash corrected. One was an acquaintance at most, and Althea and him had never been friends. “Mister Charles Hollingberry here, is apparently here to give the book exposure.” Or to brag about his daughter, invade people’s personal space and be a Hollingberry. As for the woman on his other side, he took a few seconds, figuring out the perfect wording. “And this is Althea Schirmer,” he licked his lips, and looked to Althea. “We are currently dating.” Dating. Yeah. They were. Hm. Dash held out his hand motioning to Ivy. “Ivy Bunbury.” It was said mostly for Althea since, he really didn’t care if Charles was listening or not. “The woman who did not write about how I saved her life, despite the fact I informed her long before that she was most likely a terrible actress.” __________________ {act like you know me, but you never will}__{but there's one thing that I know for sure} {i'll show you}