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sweetpinkpixie · 07-21-2014, 12:38 AM

SPOILER!!: pretty sure that is just a defense mechanism HAHA

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Know something? That wasn't even funny. Nope. Lex just kinda eeeeased the Professor's hand away, not willing to accept the shoulder pat she could only assume would have been for assurance. Only Botros gave the real shoulder pats, no no Professor, you don't make attempts at those.

But that wasn't the whole reason for removing the man's hand. "I feel like you're mocking me Professor. Like maybe you know something and decided to be super literal about it. It's fine." She said with a casual shrug, not at all frightened by the new resolve that had settled within her. "Reckon you're right and it won't be so bad 'cause see, Professor Thompson has the creatures inside now, easy pickings when things get rough, you know? He's bound to have domestic creatures and if not, exotic meat never hurt no one." Preparedness, she SO had it and this was probably thanks to you Airey. Funny that.

There was something else that classified as funny. "How'd you manage to get glitter on your trousers?" It was half a serious question. You had to admit it sounded odd to think about....just saying....Curious eyes followed him as he hopped onto the counter and reached for the window. She'd almost forgotten they were meant to open that. Lex caught the brow raise but it never occurred to her that the 'ex-prefect' might have been what got him. "Well yeah, don't you think I'm responsible? I wouldn't go cursing anyone."...Not unless they really deserved it and that was only a small list of individuals that the Professor need not concern himself with. Ahem. "You'll write me permission then??" She asked, grinning widely now. That was a yes, right? It sounded like a yes. Oh Merlin please be a yes!!

"Is not." She went on to protest simply. Nothing was too strong a word when it came to Astrology of all things. "But I suppose pseudoscientific hokum works just as well. I'll be sure to use it next time--" Wait what? Rubbish? "I did no such thing, Professor, not even once. Cassia was there, you could ask her." He could ask the whole class but she'd doubted they'd even been paying attention. "I was civil and formal about the whole thing and you know she never denied implying you were unprofessional when I said you wouldn't appreciate it, she just said you also wouldn't appreciate me being disruptive. Are Professors allowed to badmouth each other, even if it's subtle? 'Cause then it'd only be fair we be allowed to say what we think of Ravenclaws in classes." You know, JUST saying while they were on this topic.

Did he need help getting the window open?

Oh. No touching. Got it. Probably one of those student-professor boundaries that he had just crossed. Message received, Miss Cambridge. No more shoulder patting for you. He was rubbish and giving them anyway, so it was just as well.

"Mock you? I would never!" he gasped with fake offense, complete with hand over his chest. "If I were teasing you, trust me, you would be completely aware and not just think I were." He wasn't subtle like that. If you were going to do something may as well be obvious about it and take full ownership of your actions. "I am going to pretend I didn't hear that." And perhaps give Javy the heads up that if some creatures went missing chances were that they were being BBQ'd somewhere. Pygmy puffs did seem the appropriate size to put on a roasting stick and cook over an open fire...

"Have you seen the outside of my office recently?" he asked with pointed looks. Really, the scene spoke for itself. He really should clean that all up soon. And there were even more pointed looks when she revealed she had been talking about herself. Wooooooooah plot twist he hadn't seen coming. "But you said ex-prefect, Miss Cambridge. And unless Professor Bentley has not informed me of a replacement, then there is nothing ex about you nor should there be any reason for you to believe that about yourself." Seriously, was he missing something? Pebbles had fallen off his desk and on his head the other day...he supposed he could have been knocked out or suffered some sort of temporary memory loss of events. Maybe?

So she needed to explain that before he completely agreed to writing her a permission slip.

"Perhaps when saying it to the very person teaching said topic," he nodded. Especially if they easily took offense. Giggling galaxies was he sensitive about having astrology confused with astronomy. Instant detention to the next student who did it. Most likely. He was a very sensitive and proud man when it came to the noble science of astronomy. But he was pinching the bridge of his nose and shutting his eyes tight. Sweet solstice this game of she said, she said was ridiculous. Also, whose bloody brilliant idea was it to put Astronomy and Divination in general area? The subjects could honestly do with 7 floors between the two of them. "Well...this is all rather unfortunate," he sighed. "As civil and calm as you may have been, Miss Cambridge, I lament that it certainly did not translate that way." He wouldn't comment on the unprofessional comment, because it would be rather unprofessional of himself to say that it was unprofessional to imply as such in front of a room of students. "I told Professor Morgan I would speak with you and, as proof of our discussion, may I suggest to send her a short note?" Not that he really felt the Gryffindor had anything to apologize for really. She was simply using logic and making sense. "Don't dwell on the truthfulness of your actions and words, but the unintentional consequences of the truth perhaps?"

It was hard doing something similar to an apology when logic was involved, but he felt obligated to do something in this case. He had been hanging around too many Hufflepuffs. And Medea. They were taking away his edge.

07-21-2014, 12:38 AM	#370 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,292 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: pretty sure that is just a defense mechanism HAHA Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Know something? That wasn't even funny. Nope. Lex just kinda eeeeased the Professor's hand away, not willing to accept the shoulder pat she could only assume would have been for assurance. Only Botros gave the real shoulder pats, no no Professor, you don't make attempts at those. But that wasn't the whole reason for removing the man's hand. "I feel like you're mocking me Professor. Like maybe you know something and decided to be super literal about it. It's fine." She said with a casual shrug, not at all frightened by the new resolve that had settled within her. "Reckon you're right and it won't be so bad 'cause see, Professor Thompson has the creatures inside now, easy pickings when things get rough, you know? He's bound to have domestic creatures and if not, exotic meat never hurt no one." Preparedness, she SO had it and this was probably thanks to you Airey. Funny that. There was something else that classified as funny. "How'd you manage to get glitter on your trousers?" It was half a serious question. You had to admit it sounded odd to think about....just saying....Curious eyes followed him as he hopped onto the counter and reached for the window. She'd almost forgotten they were meant to open that. Lex caught the brow raise but it never occurred to her that the 'ex-prefect' might have been what got him. "Well yeah, don't you think I'm responsible? I wouldn't go cursing anyone."...Not unless they really deserved it and that was only a small list of individuals that the Professor need not concern himself with. Ahem. "You'll write me permission then??" She asked, grinning widely now. That was a yes, right? It sounded like a yes. Oh Merlin please be a yes!! "Is not." She went on to protest simply. Nothing was too strong a word when it came to Astrology of all things. "But I suppose pseudoscientific hokum works just as well. I'll be sure to use it next time--" Wait what? Rubbish? "I did no such thing, Professor, not even once. Cassia was there, you could ask her." He could ask the whole class but she'd doubted they'd even been paying attention. "I was civil and formal about the whole thing and you know she never denied implying you were unprofessional when I said you wouldn't appreciate it, she just said you also wouldn't appreciate me being disruptive. Are Professors allowed to badmouth each other, even if it's subtle? 'Cause then it'd only be fair we be allowed to say what we think of Ravenclaws in classes." You know, JUST saying while they were on this topic. Did he need help getting the window open? Oh. No touching. Got it. Probably one of those student-professor boundaries that he had just crossed. Message received, Miss Cambridge. No more shoulder patting for you. He was rubbish and giving them anyway, so it was just as well. "Mock you? I would never!" he gasped with fake offense, complete with hand over his chest. "If I were teasing you, trust me, you would be completely aware and not just think I were." He wasn't subtle like that. If you were going to do something may as well be obvious about it and take full ownership of your actions. "I am going to pretend I didn't hear that." And perhaps give Javy the heads up that if some creatures went missing chances were that they were being BBQ'd somewhere. Pygmy puffs did seem the appropriate size to put on a roasting stick and cook over an open fire... "Have you seen the outside of my office recently?" he asked with pointed looks. Really, the scene spoke for itself. He really should clean that all up soon. And there were even more pointed looks when she revealed she had been talking about herself. Wooooooooah plot twist he hadn't seen coming. "But you said ex-prefect, Miss Cambridge. And unless Professor Bentley has not informed me of a replacement, then there is nothing ex about you nor should there be any reason for you to believe that about yourself." Seriously, was he missing something? Pebbles had fallen off his desk and on his head the other day...he supposed he could have been knocked out or suffered some sort of temporary memory loss of events. Maybe? So she needed to explain that before he completely agreed to writing her a permission slip. "Perhaps when saying it to the very person teaching said topic," he nodded. Especially if they easily took offense. Giggling galaxies was he sensitive about having astrology confused with astronomy. Instant detention to the next student who did it. Most likely. He was a very sensitive and proud man when it came to the noble science of astronomy. But he was pinching the bridge of his nose and shutting his eyes tight. Sweet solstice this game of she said, she said was ridiculous. Also, whose bloody brilliant idea was it to put Astronomy and Divination in general area? The subjects could honestly do with 7 floors between the two of them. "Well...this is all rather unfortunate," he sighed. "As civil and calm as you may have been, Miss Cambridge, I lament that it certainly did not translate that way." He wouldn't comment on the unprofessional comment, because it would be rather unprofessional of himself to say that it was unprofessional to imply as such in front of a room of students. "I told Professor Morgan I would speak with you and, as proof of our discussion, may I suggest to send her a short note?" Not that he really felt the Gryffindor had anything to apologize for really. She was simply using logic and making sense. "Don't dwell on the truthfulness of your actions and words, but the unintentional consequences of the truth perhaps?" It was hard doing something similar to an apology when logic was involved, but he felt obligated to do something in this case. He had been hanging around too many Hufflepuffs. And Medea. They were taking away his edge. __________________ 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