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Felixir · 09-10-2015, 08:31 AM

SPOILER!!: Dakest

Daxton wished that he could have lost track of time as he stood there staring at the door, but in actual fact he was acutely and painfully aware of every second that passed. He could, of course, turn away and leave the seating area, pretend like he had never been here. In fact, Daxton was considering doing just that when he heard movement from the hallway.

He turned right as new arrival spoke. And a strange opening statement it was too; almost like the man were speaking in a completely different language, and yet every word he had uttered was definitely English. There was a moment of complete and utter confusion, wherein all Daxton did was stare, perplexed.

Wood isn't known to bite. It made him suspicious, as he hadn't been worried about that before, but now... well... it made him wonder. He cast a distrustful look back at the door, then turned his attention back to the man heading into the seating area. Dakest. Duh.

Daxton side-stepped, freeing access to the potentially vicious biting door before he might get pushed aside, and quickly held up his notebook, flashing the page that warned against physical contact. Meanwhile, he eyed the books the man carried, curious as to what kind of reading material a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would busy himself with in his spare time. In his moment of intrigue, he temporarily forgot that he had turned up at this office with a specific goal in mind.

09-10-2015, 08:31 AM	#13 (permalink)
Felixir Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,253 Hogwarts RPG Name: Abraham Orlando Botros-Giordano Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivor Balfour Spurling Stemp Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Dragomirov Petrov Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: TBC Slytherin Hogwarts RPG Name: August Arthur Orpington Ravenclaw Second Year x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight SPOILER!!: Dakest Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Sabel was seriously considering putting up a one-way window near his door. The psychology and ettiqutie behind knocking on a Professor's door was always profoundly curious and interesting. No two students were the same, unless they were in a right pickle together, and the newbies were always the most curious to watch. Some just skittered by the waiting room, and others had the reluctance of a penguin trying to fly. He often wondered at what caused such trepidition in the students. Wasn't like any Professor was known for eating or otherwise severely terrorizing the students, so what, exactly, was there to be afraid of. Then again, he remembered his own reluctance as a child to approach someone much older and much taller, and with a less mallable opinion on life. Perhaps it was similar. Either way, the one currently at his door was likely to stand still as a statue for the rest of the afternoon if someone didn't prompt him in the right direction. Shifting the books he was carrying, Sabel moved forward from the hallway and into the waiting area. "Wood isn't known to bite." Daxton wished that he could have lost track of time as he stood there staring at the door, but in actual fact he was acutely and painfully aware of every second that passed. He could, of course, turn away and leave the seating area, pretend like he had never been here. In fact, Daxton was considering doing just that when he heard movement from the hallway. He turned right as new arrival spoke. And a strange opening statement it was too; almost like the man were speaking in a completely different language, and yet every word he had uttered was definitely English. There was a moment of complete and utter confusion, wherein all Daxton did was stare, perplexed. Wood isn't known to bite. It made him suspicious, as he hadn't been worried about that before, but now... well... it made him wonder. He cast a distrustful look back at the door, then turned his attention back to the man heading into the seating area. Dakest. Duh. Daxton side-stepped, freeing access to the potentially vicious biting door before he might get pushed aside, and quickly held up his notebook, flashing the page that warned against physical contact. Meanwhile, he eyed the books the man carried, curious as to what kind of reading material a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would busy himself with in his spare time. In his moment of intrigue, he temporarily forgot that he had turned up at this office with a specific goal in mind. __________________