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Tazenhani · 03-13-2015, 05:48 PM

SPOILER!!: Professor Traumatizer O.o yeeesh

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

At first, Maddox didn't notice the look on the First Years face but when he did, the man wasn't sure what to make of it. She said she had bad dreams and he gave her a solution...or was she the type to not want to be given a solution so she could figure one herself...?

Gryffindors were strangely independent from what he'd seen and how he himself was but then he was a special case; lazy enough to accept help when he couldn't be bothered. "Of course you can, in fact I'd think it's a lot easier than conjuring them in real life. Dreams are built on imagination. Even if you got the incantation and wand movement wrong you'd just have to want there to be a dragon and chances are you'd have a massive one at your aid." Wouldn't even need an enlarging charm. Dreams were odd things at times.

"I'm not sure I'm following though...why don't we teach what in classes?" Dragon making? Dream changing? Had he missed something?

Before the man could fully question that he found himself in a little fix, much like the one he'd found himself in when he told Dima he was a kidnapper. Children...were too quick to believe and he was the lesson that would teach them not to be.

That being the case, Maddox downed his glass of milk then rest it down next to him with a now very solemn expression on. "I would be absolutely willing to testify, but." Wasn't there always a 'but'? What kind of story would it be without one? A shoddy one. "The Headmistress won't like it. She forces us into these non-disclosure agreements, we're not meant to talk about it because it'll invite too much unwanted attention and that'd be bad for the school you understand. Other things would start coming out; horrible things; dangerous things; the stuff of real nightmares."

He poured himself another glass then reclined once more. "You're as new as I am so I bet you haven't heard of the one Professor that decided to speak out. Poor thing, she was only trying to make a change." Would she bite? He had a WHOLE nother story behind THIS one.

Amur pursed her lips and wrinkled her brow. "Why don't we teach useful things like this in class? Like...life things. Things about how to deal with life." Because dreams were a part of life, sometimes wonderful and sometimes down-right problematic. She fixed him with a stare. "For instance, that sounds amazing. Being able to conjure a dragon in my dreams, make them good again, escape on them. Except that I have no idea on how to control my dreams."

That was a skill, as far as she was concerned. One that she didn't have.

"Or knitting. Why does no one know how to knit anymore?" That, was an extremely important question too Mr. Inception. It needed a good answer. The fate of doilies rested upon it.

And then, he went and did that, the downing of the milk. The sure, tell-tale sign that things were going down! That this was as serious as serious business got. Amur copied him, put her glass to the side, folded her hands in her lap and leaned forward. She was listening. Closely and with great attentiveness. Nothing that he said would slip past her ears. She was good at listening....when she wasn't talking.

The agreement to testify was good news, but the 'but'. It hooked her like a bull trout. She leaned forward some more. Her eyes narrowed, her lips pursed and the wheels in her small mind turned. She tried to imagine what other things there were, what horrible things could come. "What do you mean, would come? As in, come to the school? Or more things would be revealed about what actually goes on her? Or....would she bring those things to silence you?"

Had that been what the attack in the forest had been about? Had the boy known something?

That thought sent a shiver down her spine as Maddox's next words echoed her thoughts. "No. I haven't heard." She shouldn't ask...she shouldn't. "What happened?" It was her responsibility to know, she decided. If she was going to try to help, she had to know.

Nod. Nod. Nod.

03-13-2015, 05:48 PM	#44 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Professor Traumatizer O.o yeeesh Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo At first, Maddox didn't notice the look on the First Years face but when he did, the man wasn't sure what to make of it. She said she had bad dreams and he gave her a solution...or was she the type to not want to be given a solution so she could figure one herself...? Gryffindors were strangely independent from what he'd seen and how he himself was but then he was a special case; lazy enough to accept help when he couldn't be bothered. "Of course you can, in fact I'd think it's a lot easier than conjuring them in real life. Dreams are built on imagination. Even if you got the incantation and wand movement wrong you'd just have to want there to be a dragon and chances are you'd have a massive one at your aid." Wouldn't even need an enlarging charm. Dreams were odd things at times. "I'm not sure I'm following though...why don't we teach what in classes?" Dragon making? Dream changing? Had he missed something? Before the man could fully question that he found himself in a little fix, much like the one he'd found himself in when he told Dima he was a kidnapper. Children...were too quick to believe and he was the lesson that would teach them not to be. That being the case, Maddox downed his glass of milk then rest it down next to him with a now very solemn expression on. "I would be absolutely willing to testify, but." Wasn't there always a 'but'? What kind of story would it be without one? A shoddy one. "The Headmistress won't like it. She forces us into these non-disclosure agreements, we're not meant to talk about it because it'll invite too much unwanted attention and that'd be bad for the school you understand. Other things would start coming out; horrible things; dangerous things; the stuff of real nightmares." He poured himself another glass then reclined once more. "You're as new as I am so I bet you haven't heard of the one Professor that decided to speak out. Poor thing, she was only trying to make a change." Would she bite? He had a WHOLE nother story behind THIS one. Amur pursed her lips and wrinkled her brow. "Why don't we teach useful things like this in class? Like...life things. Things about how to deal with life." Because dreams were a part of life, sometimes wonderful and sometimes down-right problematic. She fixed him with a stare. "For instance, that sounds amazing. Being able to conjure a dragon in my dreams, make them good again, escape on them. Except that I have no idea on how to control my dreams." That was a skill, as far as she was concerned. One that she didn't have. "Or knitting. Why does no one know how to knit anymore?" That, was an extremely important question too Mr. Inception. It needed a good answer. The fate of doilies rested upon it. And then, he went and did that, the downing of the milk. The sure, tell-tale sign that things were going down! That this was as serious as serious business got. Amur copied him, put her glass to the side, folded her hands in her lap and leaned forward. She was listening. Closely and with great attentiveness. Nothing that he said would slip past her ears. She was good at listening....when she wasn't talking. The agreement to testify was good news, but the 'but'. It hooked her like a bull trout. She leaned forward some more. Her eyes narrowed, her lips pursed and the wheels in her small mind turned. She tried to imagine what other things there were, what horrible things could come. "What do you mean, would come? As in, come to the school? Or more things would be revealed about what actually goes on her? Or....would she bring those things to silence you?" Had that been what the attack in the forest had been about? Had the boy known something? That thought sent a shiver down her spine as Maddox's next words echoed her thoughts. "No. I haven't heard." She shouldn't ask...she shouldn't. "What happened?" It was her responsibility to know, she decided. If she was going to try to help, she had to know. Nod. Nod. Nod. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.