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sweetpinkpixie · 07-18-2014, 10:00 AM

SPOILER!!: ALEXA!

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

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Okay, so you know when you hear something SO bad that you have to laugh because if you don't you're likely to curl up in a ball and cry? Lex was having this moment right now and the Gryffindor burst into unexplained and uncontrolled laughter at the Professor's words. Photosynthesis? Growing the plants for when they ran out of food? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Someonegetheroutofthisbloodycastle. "Excellent. Brilliant. Fantastic." A crazed look replaced the false humour in the Gryffindor's hazel eyes. "I'm a carnivore Professor. I'll never survive greens. " Don't make her live without meat, please? PLEASE?

For a split second, she would admit she was actually amused. "Glitter trousers? Seriously? Tell me you've never owned up to it." And while they were on this topic her eyes trailed down to said trousers. Not a glitter in sight. Quite the relief too or she might have cut her losses and left. Glitter was a big no and she didn't take the Professor for a Pansy. "Yeah, sure. Public, mhm."Not like she spent a tremendous amount of time talking about Professor Smiles anyway.

Normally she'd have given some indication she didn't care for the ramblings being offered to her but in the wake of talks about Astrology, Lex was fine with letting the logic sweep over her. "Plenty of free time on my hands now, I'll be sure to look into it--which reminds me." Lex hopped onto the counter, watching the Professor get their snack ready. "Let's say a REALLY RESPONSIBLE EX-PREFECT wanted to take a glance at a few things in the Restricted Section of the Library because she's exhuasted all her own books on Defensive and Dark magic.......could she ask you for a permission slip?" He was advocating reading here and like....Lex was running out of things to do. Being inside was trying her MAD.

"And I'll be sure to quote that the next time she tries speaking about planets." If the sky really had shifted then it blew her conversation even further out of the water. Take that Professor Smiles.

Also, she might have calmed down a little hearing that he was willing to listen to her version. No doubt the other Professor had gotten some of it twisted. Lex doubted she'd mention calling the Professor unprofessional. "There really isn't that much to tell, see, you know how Professors like opening classes with a few questions? She showed us this astrology chart and asked what it was. I said it's what you'd call blasphemy--but only cause it's true--and you'll never believe it but then she started implying you were unprofessional and junk just because I mentioned you having an opinion." The nerve of it all. Professor Airey was one of the few with a brain, and an interesting one at that. "I wouldn't have cared about her saying I was wrong, I get that all the time but I told her you wouldn't appreciate what she was implying with her statements--so she called me a distraction even though everyone was drawing star charts or whatever and not paying attention to me." That...was pretty much it.

Okay...what was the punchline that she was laughing at? Better yet, where was the joke? He found himself just staring at Miss Cambridge, mouth hanging open and a big ol' invisible question mark above his head. Did he have goo on his face?

Oh, there we go. Good to know that the Gryffindor hadn't gone insane. Or turned into some evil master mind that just had to let out a good long cackle every now and then.

"Nonsense, you wouldn't be eating just green things," he retorted, taking her words at face value. "Fruits and vegetables come in a variety of colors. Not just green." How silly of you to think so, Miss Cambridge. Here, have an awkward pat on the shoulder with his sticky hands.

"I do not own a pair of trousers of that nature," he snorted as he gave the pan a poke to check the consistency of their treats. Hmm...probably should open that window to really give it a quick chill. "I do have a pair that met an unfortunate accident involving glitter, however, but nothing using my lint roller for a good hour or so couldn't fix." He began making his way towards the window, hopping on to the counter near Miss Cambridge and reaching for the latch that held the window shut. "Really responsible ex-prefect," he repeated, eyebrow raised and lips pursed. You have his attention, Miss Cambridge. Ex-prefect. She. Still in the school? Had to be if she wanted access to the restricted section. Hmmmm. "Well, I would think that Professor Romanos would be better suited for that particular request, but I suppose I be an option. Yes."

Fumbling around with the latch to the window, which seemed to be frozen shut, he returned his attention to the prefect as she spoke. "Well, blasphemy IS a bit of a strong word, Miss Cambridge," he chuckled. Surely that was what had got the Divination professor in such a tissy. "I prefer the term pseudoscientific hokum." And then he was reminded just how many times Cassiopeia had mentioned there being a misunderstanding in his office. He didn't have enough toes and fingers to keep track of the number, honestly. And sure enough, there had been one, but not in the way that his colleague seemed to believe there had been. The woman did seem to have selective hearing with things. And yes, she had mentioned her considering him to be an intelligent enough bloke to not talk poorly of another person's subject - which was partly true. He would talk about how illogical and off kilter astrology was any day of the week. It was simple facts. "I was informed that you called it rubbish, not blasphemy."

He was still cool as a cucumber, by the way, and almost literally so considering how cold it was sitting here by the window. More amused at the whole situation than annoyed or upset.

Hmmm...he was going to need to use a Hot Air Charm on this window to open it it seemed.

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Lex was having this moment right now and the Gryffindor burst into unexplained and uncontrolled laughter at the Professor's words. Photosynthesis? Growing the plants for when they ran out of food? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Someonegetheroutofthisbloodycastle. *"Excellent. Brilliant. Fantastic."* A crazed look replaced the false humour in the Gryffindor's hazel eyes. *"I'm a carnivore* Professor. I'll never survive greens. " Don't make her live without meat, please? PLEASE? For a split second, she would admit she was actually amused. "Glitter trousers? Seriously? Tell me you've never owned up to it." And while they were on this topic her eyes trailed down to said trousers. Not a glitter in sight. Quite the relief too or she might have cut her losses and left. Glitter was a big no and she didn't take the Professor for a Pansy. "Yeah, sure. Public, mhm."Not like she spent a tremendous amount of time talking about Professor Smiles anyway. Normally she'd have given some indication she didn't care for the ramblings being offered to her but in the wake of talks about Astrology, Lex was fine with letting the logic sweep over her. "Plenty of free time on my hands now, I'll be sure to look into it--which reminds me."** Lex hopped onto the counter, watching the Professor get their snack ready. "Let's say a REALLY RESPONSIBLE EX-PREFECT wanted to take a glance at a few things in the Restricted Section of the Library because she's exhuasted all her own books on Defensive and Dark magic.......could she ask you for a permission slip?" He was advocating reading here and like....Lex was running out of things to do. Being inside was trying her MAD. "And I'll be sure to quote that the next time she tries speaking about planets." If the sky really had shifted then it blew her conversation even further out of the water. Take that Professor Smiles. Also, she might have calmed down a little hearing that he was willing to listen to her version. No doubt the other Professor had gotten some of it twisted. Lex doubted she'd mention calling the Professor unprofessional. "There really isn't that much to tell, see, you know how Professors like opening classes with a few questions? She showed us this astrology chart and asked what it was. I said it's what you'd call blasphemy--but only cause it's true--and you'll never believe it but then she started implying you were unprofessional and junk just because I mentioned you having an opinion." The nerve of it all. Professor Airey was one of the few with a brain, and an interesting one at that. "I wouldn't have cared about her saying I was wrong, I get that all the time but I told her you wouldn't appreciate what she was implying with her statements--so she called me a distraction even though everyone was drawing star charts or whatever and not paying attention to me." That...was pretty much it. Okay...what was the punchline that she was laughing at? Better yet, where was the joke? He found himself just staring at Miss Cambridge, mouth hanging open and a big ol' invisible question mark above his head. Did he have goo on his face? Oh, there we go. Good to know that the Gryffindor hadn't gone insane. Or turned into some evil master mind that just had to let out a good long cackle every now and then. "Nonsense, you wouldn't be eating just green things," he retorted, taking her words at face value. "Fruits and vegetables come in a variety of colors. Not just green." How silly of you to think so, Miss Cambridge. Here, have an awkward pat on the shoulder with his sticky hands. "I do not own a pair of trousers of that nature," he snorted as he gave the pan a poke to check the consistency of their treats. Hmm...probably should open that window to really give it a quick chill. "I do have a pair that met an unfortunate accident involving glitter, however, but nothing using my lint roller for a good hour or so couldn't fix." He began making his way towards the window, hopping on to the counter near Miss Cambridge and reaching for the latch that held the window shut. "Really responsible ex-prefect," he repeated, eyebrow raised and lips pursed. You have his attention, Miss Cambridge. Ex-prefect. She. Still in the school? Had to be if she wanted access to the restricted section. Hmmmm. "Well, I would think that Professor Romanos would be better suited for that particular request, but I suppose I be an option. Yes." Fumbling around with the latch to the window, which seemed to be frozen shut, he returned his attention to the prefect as she spoke. "Well, blasphemy IS a bit of a strong word, Miss Cambridge," he chuckled. Surely that was what had got the Divination professor in such a tissy. "I prefer the term pseudoscientific hokum." And then he was reminded just how many times Cassiopeia had mentioned there being a misunderstanding in his office. He didn't have enough toes and fingers to keep track of the number, honestly. And sure enough, there had been one, but not in the way that his colleague seemed to believe there had been. The woman did seem to have selective hearing with things. And yes, she had mentioned her considering him to be an intelligent enough bloke to not talk poorly of another person's subject - which was partly true. He would talk about how illogical and off kilter astrology was any day of the week. It was simple facts. "I was informed that you called it rubbish, not blasphemy." He was still cool as a cucumber, by the way, and almost literally so considering how cold it was sitting here by the window. More amused at the whole situation than annoyed or upset. Hmmm...he was going to need to use a Hot Air Charm on this window to open it it seemed. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like