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Reading through a report, Medea rounded the corner towards her office and looked up just in time to see the figure of whom she assumed was a student entering her sculpture exhibit. Certainly weren't skipping a class were they? Though not thinking too much of it, it was only after she'd placed the folder of information in the locked cabinet in her office did she decide to take a little break herself and head to the quiet room parallel from hers.
Gently and quietly shutting the door behind her to the exhibit, she stayed still for a moment, just glancing around. There ought to be some new editions to the collection, yet inspiration had been low. Artist block. Taking a stroll herself, it wasn't long before she came across the Slytherin. "You a fan of the arts, Mister Mordaunt?"
Cutty jumped. He wasn't scared. No. He looked offended, though. As if the voice had done it on purpose. Sneaking up on him, that is. His expression only softened when he registered the accented vocals of his Defense Professor. Oh, it was Romanos.
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Oh, yes. Yes, I am." He began spinning this steaming pile with an Abraxan manure eating grin. "
These all look like they were done by the same artist. Do you collect all of his things?" Spooky they were.
He was sort of glad to see her, as it had been why he came up to the Defense classroom. He had just decided to step into the exhibit for a while beforehand to kind of clear his mind and get his story straight. He'd debated, back and forth about how he was going to ask his questions about certain dark creatures they'd gone over in the last class.
She knew them. Up and down, sideways and forwards, Professor Romanos could tell you anything about any monster, Cutty figured from their past lessons. They must have been an area of specialty for her. And what if it turned out that he did have some sort of dark creature in him? Or was one himself? Would she be able to sense it? Would she have him removed from the school? On the one hand, her lessons suggested that the further they strayed from weird, dangerous creatures the better off they were, but on the other, she was good friends with Professor Flamsteed. And, so maybe she had a built-up tolerance?