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Tazenhani · 09-17-2015, 03:16 AM

SPOILER!!: Oh Silent One

Quote:

Originally Posted by Felixir

Being laughed at was now such a familiar situation for Daxton that it barely even bothered him, and he did not visibly acknowledge it at all. Though he was, nevertheless, curious as to why Dakest was laughing at him.

Cooking. Gross. All sorts of... of food and revolting smells and touching things with weird textures and colours and consistencies and dealing with a kitchen at a high temperature and all those unpleasant things. In short, a sensory nightmare. In their bungalow back home, Daxton hated it even when his mum cooked in the kitchen and he stayed in his room. There was no door on his bedroom - the result of what he now knew was accidental (or... maybe not-so-accidental) magic - and the curtain that hung there instead did nothing to keep the smell of food at bay. It turned his stomach just thinking about it.

So he simply nodded, only vaguely registering the extra information because it did not affect him in the slightest, and quickly scanned through the contents page of the book he now held, and then the first page of the introduction. He would have kept going too, were it not for Dakest's statement, which caused his eyes to flicker up for just a second.

He could take this? Read it? There was no need to even consider the offer; Daxton was already nodding his head 'yes' - no 'thank you' or anything of the sort. He looked up again and spared the professor another look that lasted a good few moments this time, like he was trying to work the man out - which was, in fact, exactly what he was doing. If Daxton came to any sort of conclusion, it did not register on his face. He looked back down at the book, and carried on reading.

Dakest had told him that he could, and Daxton saw no reason why he could not start right here, right now. The man before him would surely stand there and wait until he was done, and then they could talk. About the book, and about the topics that had piqued Daxton's interest and brought him here in the first place.

Surely.

The kid was a curious one, and not in a way that Sabel minded. In fact, the silence and the looks were bordering on some sort of endearing quality. It was only topped by the fact that as soon as the boy was offered the book, he promptly delved into it.

The eagerness made Sabel smile, and not one to discourage interest or study, Sabel moved around the kid. He almost gave him a clap on the shoulder too, and remembered only at the last second the initial greeting scrawled on paper. Chuckling, Sabel shifted his books about into his opposite arm and headed towards his door.

"Let me know what you think of it when you are through." No need to hold the kid up further. Clearly there was reading to be done.

SPOILER!!: The Less Silent One ;) <3

Quote:

Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

“Ah…no thank you…” he answered and a slight blush formed on his cheeks as the Professor offered him a book he could read about the chemist subject. He didn’t enjoy reading unless it had to do with Charms or comic books, those were fun to read too. “It will probably just pick up dust in the trunk up at dormitory anyway..” at least he was honest about it right?

He watched as the flames turned a green color as the Professor threw in a package as well. Yoongi decided to stop throwing them in now or else he wouldn’t have any left for the common room. After hearing what he had to say about the whole rescuing situation he sighed heavily. “I know, I’m glad they’re all okay. Especially Adi and Penelope” the two people he had left in the entrance hall. He still didn’t have the courage to admit that he had been scared and that he had run away in fear, getting the Professor had popped in to his mind later. But the topic got him thinking of another question that he had forgotten about until now. “What’s a neck bottle or bottle neck?” which one was it? "Is it a tactic they teach Aurors? cause it sounded like it, really confusing though.....Sorry about all the questions” he laughed, scratching the back of his head. “I’m just curious”

The mind is fragile and wavering whereas the heart is often strong and stubborn. The Gryffindor looked away from the green fire and stared with a blank expression at the Professor. “Riiiiight…” he said after a long pause. “I did not get that at all but I guess it’s something to think over” what had that even meant?! He was sure it would click one day.

“Accomplish something using the easy way~!” he grinned, teeth flashing . Too bad they didn’t do the sparkly TING thing. As for the sweat problem, Yoongi rolled his eyes . Guess he had to just deal with it. If it was true that the longer he worked out the less he’ll sweat he’d try it. BUT THAT COMMENT ABOUT HAIR! The fifth year GASPED. “You doooon’t!?” he said and folded his arms over each other. His hair was his life and now the man was telling him he did not know how to keep the sweat away from his hair while training. "Well that's stupid" he mumbled. Maybe there was a spell for that? "By the way, speaking of hair, would red suit me?!" he asked, eyes wide and staring at him as if he was mentally saying 'say yes!'

And then his excitement dropped when the Professor told the meaning of Flower Boy. “WEDDING?!” that didn’t make sense at all! Why would an eleven year old be talking about weddings to him?! But then the less commonly thing made more sense and he visibly relaxed again. “It’s the latter” he said with a nod. He wasn’t afraid to admit he maintained a high standard of hygiene. The cologne part though? No. “I don’t wear cologne but I do wear body spray" he sniffed his arm. still gooood~

Sabel shrugged, not in the least bit bothered that his offer hadn't been taken up. Not everything was for everyone, and chemistry most certainly was no exception to that rule. No sense in telling the boy that collecting dust on a shelf was exactly what it was doing in his current possession anyways.

The topic quickly turned nullinvoid at the boy's honest curiosity. Sabel couldn't help but laugh, dropping his heels from the edge of the fireplace and sitting forward. "Ask away. I don't mind in the least." Too bad he didn't have an example though. A quick cast around the seating area confirmed that he was lacking the prop he needed. Pity.

With a sigh, he turned back to Hyland, spreading his hands in a gesture as if he could craft from air the object he needed. "You know a bottle, right? Glass or otherwise. Coca Cola or Sprite or whatever you kids are drinking these days." Surely he did. "A bottleneck refers to the effect that a literal bottle neck has on anything that passes through it. How it narrows and tapers? That's what it is. So, in reference to strategy, it refers to filing enemies through a narrow point so that you don't get their whole numbers gushing out at once. Makes them easier to deal with, in a confined space and limited numbers."

Did it make sense? Was he going to have to draw a picture? Hold a lesson?

Hopefully. If he didn't get this, then he surely wouldn't get what he meant about the heart and the head. That, he would leave for another day and another time. Didn't want to overload to kid with too many thoughts.

Because apparently simple things were best here. Sabel nearly well rolled his eyes, sitting back in his chair with a huff. Of course he'd want the easy way. Really, who didn't want such a thing? Habit often forced him down the hard road, but that was just a consequence of his subconscious. Tricky thing that it was.

Like hair. Which, he would have laughed at had the kid not just asked him that question. Instead, Hyland got a disbelieving stare. Really? Had he not just said he was no good with hair? That included all manners, from sweat saturation to color changes. "No clue."

Honestly, no clue. He had no experience in discerning such things. Hair was hair and looked as hair did. To the Defense Professor, it was as simple as that. Apparently as simple as discerning which of the meanings 'flower boy' held. Sabel nearly laughed at the confident claim, and dare he say proud claim, that Hyland accepted the options with.

He did laugh when the boy went to smell himself. "For Merlin's sake, just call it cologne."

09-17-2015, 03:16 AM	#21 (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!!: Oh Silent One Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Being laughed at was now such a familiar situation for Daxton that it barely even bothered him, and he did not visibly acknowledge it at all. Though he was, nevertheless, curious as to why Dakest was laughing at him. Cooking. Gross. All sorts of... of food and revolting smells and touching things with weird textures and colours and consistencies and dealing with a kitchen at a high temperature and all those unpleasant things. In short, a sensory nightmare. In their bungalow back home, Daxton hated it even when his mum cooked in the kitchen and he stayed in his room. There was no door on his bedroom - the result of what he now knew was accidental (or... maybe not-so-accidental) magic - and the curtain that hung there instead did nothing to keep the smell of food at bay. It turned his stomach just thinking about it. So he simply nodded, only vaguely registering the extra information because it did not affect him in the slightest, and quickly scanned through the contents page of the book he now held, and then the first page of the introduction. He would have kept going too, were it not for Dakest's statement, which caused his eyes to flicker up for just a second. He could take this? Read it? There was no need to even consider the offer; Daxton was already nodding his head 'yes' - no 'thank you' or anything of the sort. He looked up again and spared the professor another look that lasted a good few moments this time, like he was trying to work the man out - which was, in fact, exactly what he was doing. If Daxton came to any sort of conclusion, it did not register on his face. He looked back down at the book, and carried on reading. Dakest had told him that he could, and Daxton saw no reason why he could not start right here, right now. The man before him would surely stand there and wait until he was done, and then they could talk. About the book, and about the topics that had piqued Daxton's interest and brought him here in the first place. Surely. The kid was a curious one, and not in a way that Sabel minded. In fact, the silence and the looks were bordering on some sort of endearing quality. It was only topped by the fact that as soon as the boy was offered the book, he promptly delved into it. The eagerness made Sabel smile, and not one to discourage interest or study, Sabel moved around the kid. He almost gave him a clap on the shoulder too, and remembered only at the last second the initial greeting scrawled on paper. Chuckling, Sabel shifted his books about into his opposite arm and headed towards his door. "Let me know what you think of it when you are through." No need to hold the kid up further. Clearly there was reading to be done. SPOILER!!: The Less Silent One ;) <3 Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi “Ah…no thank you…” he answered and a slight blush formed on his cheeks as the Professor offered him a book he could read about the chemist subject. He didn’t enjoy reading unless it had to do with Charms or comic books, those were fun to read too. “It will probably just pick up dust in the trunk up at dormitory anyway..” at least he was honest about it right? He watched as the flames turned a green color as the Professor threw in a package as well. Yoongi decided to stop throwing them in now or else he wouldn’t have any left for the common room. After hearing what he had to say about the whole rescuing situation he sighed heavily. “I know, I’m glad they’re all okay. Especially Adi and Penelope” the two people he had left in the entrance hall. He still didn’t have the courage to admit that he had been scared and that he had run away in fear, getting the Professor had popped in to his mind later. But the topic got him thinking of another question that he had forgotten about until now. “What’s a neck bottle or bottle neck?” which one was it? "Is it a tactic they teach Aurors? cause it sounded like it, really confusing though.....Sorry about all the questions” he laughed, scratching the back of his head. “I’m just curious” The mind is fragile and wavering whereas the heart is often strong and stubborn. The Gryffindor looked away from the green fire and stared with a blank expression at the Professor. “Riiiiight…” he said after a long pause. “I did not get that at all but I guess it’s something to think over” what had that even meant?! He was sure it would click one day. “Accomplish something using the easy way~!” he grinned, teeth flashing . Too bad they didn’t do the sparkly TING thing. As for the sweat problem, Yoongi rolled his eyes . Guess he had to just deal with it. If it was true that the longer he worked out the less he’ll sweat he’d try it. BUT THAT COMMENT ABOUT HAIR! The fifth year GASPED. “You doooon’t!?” he said and folded his arms over each other. His hair was his life and now the man was telling him he did not know how to keep the sweat away from his hair while training. "Well that's stupid" he mumbled. Maybe there was a spell for that? "By the way, speaking of hair, would red suit me?!" he asked, eyes wide and staring at him as if he was mentally saying 'say yes!' And then his excitement dropped when the Professor told the meaning of Flower Boy. “WEDDING?!” that didn’t make sense at all! Why would an eleven year old be talking about weddings to him?! But then the less commonly thing made more sense and he visibly relaxed again. “It’s the latter” he said with a nod. He wasn’t afraid to admit he maintained a high standard of hygiene. The cologne part though? No. “I don’t wear cologne but I do wear body spray" he sniffed his arm. still gooood~ Sabel shrugged, not in the least bit bothered that his offer hadn't been taken up. Not everything was for everyone, and chemistry most certainly was no exception to that rule. No sense in telling the boy that collecting dust on a shelf was exactly what it was doing in his current possession anyways. The topic quickly turned nullinvoid at the boy's honest curiosity. Sabel couldn't help but laugh, dropping his heels from the edge of the fireplace and sitting forward. "Ask away. I don't mind in the least." Too bad he didn't have an example though. A quick cast around the seating area confirmed that he was lacking the prop he needed. Pity. With a sigh, he turned back to Hyland, spreading his hands in a gesture as if he could craft from air the object he needed. "You know a bottle, right? Glass or otherwise. Coca Cola or Sprite or whatever you kids are drinking these days." Surely he did. "A bottleneck refers to the effect that a literal bottle neck has on anything that passes through it. How it narrows and tapers? That's what it is. So, in reference to strategy, it refers to filing enemies through a narrow point so that you don't get their whole numbers gushing out at once. Makes them easier to deal with, in a confined space and limited numbers." Did it make sense? Was he going to have to draw a picture? Hold a lesson? Hopefully. If he didn't get this, then he surely wouldn't get what he meant about the heart and the head. That, he would leave for another day and another time. Didn't want to overload to kid with too many thoughts. Because apparently simple things were best here. Sabel nearly well rolled his eyes, sitting back in his chair with a huff. Of course he'd want the easy way. Really, who didn't want such a thing? Habit often forced him down the hard road, but that was just a consequence of his subconscious. Tricky thing that it was. Like hair. Which, he would have laughed at had the kid not just asked him that question. Instead, Hyland got a disbelieving stare. Really? Had he not just said he was no good with hair? That included all manners, from sweat saturation to color changes. "No clue." Honestly, no clue. He had no experience in discerning such things. Hair was hair and looked as hair did. To the Defense Professor, it was as simple as that. Apparently as simple as discerning which of the meanings 'flower boy' held. Sabel nearly laughed at the confident claim, and dare he say proud claim, that Hyland accepted the options with. He did laugh when the boy went to smell himself. "For Merlin's sake, just call it cologne." __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.