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PadfootAndTheWolf · 01-03-2013, 06:10 AM

Another new term, the third of Calista's teaching career, and she was still at least very close to the level of excitment she was during her first Start of Term Feast. They were always so nice. You got to see your collegues after a long summer, meet the new ones (as there were supposedly quite a few this term) and see the students all happily awaiting their dinner. Callie walked dreamily through the house tables stopping to wave at a few students on her way, her bangles jingling madly as she did so. Finally when she made her way closer to the Staff dial, she stopped short to look at the extra table infront of it. Those were Governors and board candidates, important people she didn't want to mess with. She politely nodded at them and then, more reservedly, walked to her seat, sandals smacking the flagstones as she went.

She passed behind the Arithmancy's Professor's chair on the way to her own. "Evening Fina, did you have a nice summer?" She quickly hoped that the woman would have some people to sit between this feast. She then saw Medea and quickly joined her. "Hey stranger." She giggled as she sqeezed the brunette's arm. It wasn't like they had just spent the entire summer together or anything.

And there were only two others at the table Seren the Herbology Professor who go a excited wave and a shout down the table. "Evening Seren, I love your skirt!" It had flowers, naturally, and it was just SOO Seren. And then there was the Headmistress sitting just one chair away on her other side. "Hello Mrs. Truebridge." She gave her a quick grin before taking a sip of water. They had had a meeting over the summer and it had only made her a tad more convinced that the redhead didn't like her.

After her drink she made another quick glance at the empty chair on her left, Max's old chair. She wondered who they would get to sit there. Perhaps someone that didn't try and make her swoon every meal? Perhaps?

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PadfootAndTheWolf formerly: DanialRadFAN01 Bicorn Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: On SS of course! Posts: 16,990 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kiera Burton x6	Gaga Mafia Monster : MURPHY : Kelvin's SS!BFAM : Roro's Evil Twin : Ravlyndor : Gopher Another new term, the third of Calista's teaching career, and she was still at least very close to the level of excitment she was during her first Start of Term Feast. They were always so nice. You got to see your collegues after a long summer, meet the new ones (as there were supposedly quite a few this term) and see the students all happily awaiting their dinner. Callie walked dreamily through the house tables stopping to wave at a few students on her way, her bangles jingling madly as she did so. Finally when she made her way closer to the Staff dial, she stopped short to look at the extra table infront of it. Those were Governors and board candidates, important people she didn't want to mess with. She politely nodded at them and then, more reservedly, walked to her seat, sandals smacking the flagstones as she went. She passed behind the Arithmancy's Professor's chair on the way to her own. "Evening Fina, did you have a nice summer?" She quickly hoped that the woman would have some people to sit between this feast. She then saw Medea and quickly joined her. "Hey stranger." She giggled as she sqeezed the brunette's arm. It wasn't like they had just spent the entire summer together or anything. And there were only two others at the table Seren the Herbology Professor who go a excited wave and a shout down the table. "Evening Seren, I love your skirt!" It had flowers, naturally, and it was just SOO Seren. And then there was the Headmistress sitting just one chair away on her other side. "Hello Mrs. Truebridge." She gave her a quick grin before taking a sip of water. They had had a meeting over the summer and it had only made her a tad more convinced that the redhead didn't like her. After her drink she made another quick glance at the empty chair on her left, Max's old chair. She wondered who they would get to sit there. Perhaps someone that didn't try and make her swoon every meal? Perhaps?