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Tazenhani · 08-31-2015, 02:00 AM

It wasn't that he didn't want to be at Hogwarts, or at the feast. And he was trying. Trying to find his smile, his chipper nature. Trying to think of ways not to think. Trying to push the past few days to the back of his mind. At least until this was over and he could retreat to his office.

Sabel supposed he could do so now, but what would that look like? Missing from the table at the opening feast. No. He couldn't do that, and wouldn't do it. He would take one step and put it in front of the next, like nothing was wrong. Like nothing had changed.

Of course, his appearance said different. His shirt was still slightly wrinkled from the flight he had been on, and his face bore the fatigue of too many sleepless nights in a row. Even as he entered the great hall, Sabel tried to smooth the shirt it out with his hands as he forced the smile onto his expression.

There were quite a few Professors here already, a few marking distinct changes in the staff. The first that caught his attention was the white-haired Headmaster where the spit-fire red-head had once sat. It brought a twinge of regret, along with seeing the seat beside his own empty. Maddox too. And Javy. And others.

And it seemed a few people were wearing the effects of the change on their sleeves. Cassie hardly looked pleased, especially with her notable change in attire, and Cece was seemingly crisper than usual. Airey, however, was a relieving constant. A bright beacon of interesting character all wrapped up in one unique suit.

Making his way up to the dias, Sabel clapped the Astronomy professor on the shoulder. "Evening Flamsteed," and of course "Pebbles." And moved to his seat, offering nods of acknowledgement to the new herbology and transfiguration professors, Leo, Culloden and the groundskeeper. Bubbly fellow, wasn't he?

Botros got a small salute before Sabel plopped himself down beside the less than energetic Cassie. His fingers instantly took to fiddling with the silverware on the table as he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "Do you happen to like brussel sprouts?"

08-31-2015, 02:00 AM	#12 (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 ~ It wasn't that he didn't want to be at Hogwarts, or at the feast. And he was trying. Trying to find his smile, his chipper nature. Trying to think of ways not to think. Trying to push the past few days to the back of his mind. At least until this was over and he could retreat to his office. Sabel supposed he could do so now, but what would that look like? Missing from the table at the opening feast. No. He couldn't do that, and wouldn't do it. He would take one step and put it in front of the next, like nothing was wrong. Like nothing had changed. Of course, his appearance said different. His shirt was still slightly wrinkled from the flight he had been on, and his face bore the fatigue of too many sleepless nights in a row. Even as he entered the great hall, Sabel tried to smooth the shirt it out with his hands as he forced the smile onto his expression. There were quite a few Professors here already, a few marking distinct changes in the staff. The first that caught his attention was the white-haired Headmaster where the spit-fire red-head had once sat. It brought a twinge of regret, along with seeing the seat beside his own empty. Maddox too. And Javy. And others. And it seemed a few people were wearing the effects of the change on their sleeves. Cassie hardly looked pleased, especially with her notable change in attire, and Cece was seemingly crisper than usual. Airey, however, was a relieving constant. A bright beacon of interesting character all wrapped up in one unique suit. Making his way up to the dias, Sabel clapped the Astronomy professor on the shoulder. "Evening Flamsteed," and of course "Pebbles." And moved to his seat, offering nods of acknowledgement to the new herbology and transfiguration professors, Leo, Culloden and the groundskeeper. Bubbly fellow, wasn't he? Botros got a small salute before Sabel plopped himself down beside the less than energetic Cassie. His fingers instantly took to fiddling with the silverware on the table as he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "Do you happen to like brussel sprouts?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.