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VRSCIKA · 01-11-2016, 05:04 AM

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Originally Posted by Symphora

Astronomy...astronomy...he rather study food, gastronomy. His stomach growling again...urgh...the struggles he faced. Henric sighed as he walked into Professor/Admiral Flamsteed class. Lint roller, where art thee? Aah...nice... He grabbed one and began rolling it down the sleeves of his uniform. He was a prefect now, and no way was he not looking fabulous. He checked his hair on the mirror again, hmmm...good...tidy and handsome always ~~Mwhaaha.~~ Ehem.

He walked right up to the professor and gave the 'mandatory' vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper, Admiral Flamsteed. And may the force be with you." He added the last bit on of whim. Star Wars was more of his favourite muggle movie past time though. Star Trek wasn't. Sorry Prof.A.

Time to move on to the seats.

Brr...so cold. He thought of his girlfriend suddenly. She would probably love this kind of temperature all year round. Henric preferred hot..hot tropical weather. He wished to travel SouthEast Asia for once too and visited their brilliant beaches and cultures. How adventurous would that be people! Incredible white sands and clear blue waters...aahh...he wished he could graduate early. Merlin!

A blanket! Nicee! Henric wrapped himself in it and began writing his name down on the parchment.

SPOILER!!: Messy Handwriting on Parchment

Okay, night time class. The suited professor was always a bit different and it wouldn't be their first night class. She used his little, lint thingy he was obsessed about. Why it had the sign confirming that it was not for use in hair, still eluded her. The thought that anyone would consider putting that thing in their hair was beyond her. Walking in she smiled and did her best to do the weird muggle hand gesture thing, were those the right fingers that she parted? "Evening Professor."

The celestially illuminated view was beautiful as usual with her entrance into the classroom. A strong chill like a wind flowing from a mountain peak in winter graced her face. She grew up in cold and it didn't truly bother her, despite the strong chill. Her long blonde hair was in a Viking style braid, she drew her house scarf a little closer. There were small whipping dust storms that carried a rancid stench, worse than the fertilizer composting heap back at the ranch. And she though dragon dung smelled foul! The snakette's pretty face contorted slightly as a wave of the stink hit her. Why were so many of these classes so offensive to the senses????

She spotted her prefect boyfriend and started to make her way to him, but.....she noticed that her steps were a bit.....springier. Ilia's curiosity got the best of her and she began to sort of....skip a bit. Oh, she hoped that this meant something fun. She wanted to do a few flips, the thought of acrobatics were more amusing than the stink was bad, so she dropped her disgust in lieu of it.

Sadly, it was time to take her seat, rather than bounce. She took the seat beside Henric and smiled over at him. At least, regardless of whatever Flamsteed had to throw at them, she had him by her. Picking up the 'space blanket' she looked it over curiously and then set it to the side of her desk. Pulling her pet rock out of her pocket, she made George comfortable on the blanket. There. And.....name plaque....She wrote in her neat but curvy handwriting.

SPOILER!!: Parchment

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VRSCIKA DMAC & DMC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2009 Posts: 3,402 x1	Dragon Geisha/Toni-Toni Chopper/Master of Chocobos Alpha Goddess/ Darth Devious /Davvy's twinneh Quote: Originally Posted by Symphora Astronomy...astronomy...he rather study food, gastronomy. His stomach growling again...urgh...the struggles he faced. Henric sighed as he walked into Professor/Admiral Flamsteed class. Lint roller, where art thee? Aah...nice... He grabbed one and began rolling it down the sleeves of his uniform. He was a prefect now, and no way was he not looking fabulous. He checked his hair on the mirror again, hmmm...good...tidy and handsome always ~~Mwhaaha.~~ Ehem. He walked right up to the professor and gave the 'mandatory' vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper, Admiral Flamsteed. And may the force be with you." He added the last bit on of whim. Star Wars was more of his favourite muggle movie past time though. Star Trek wasn't. Sorry Prof.A. Time to move on to the seats. Brr...so cold. He thought of his girlfriend suddenly. She would probably love this kind of temperature all year round. Henric preferred hot..hot tropical weather. He wished to travel SouthEast Asia for once too and visited their brilliant beaches and cultures. How adventurous would that be people! Incredible white sands and clear blue waters...aahh...he wished he could graduate early. Merlin! A blanket! Nicee! Henric wrapped himself in it and began writing his name down on the parchment. SPOILER!!: Messy Handwriting on Parchment Henric Nicolei Hufflepuff 6th Year Okay, night time class. The suited professor was always a bit different and it wouldn't be their first night class. She used his little, lint thingy he was obsessed about. Why it had the sign confirming that it was not for use in hair, still eluded her. The thought that anyone would consider putting that thing in their hair was beyond her. Walking in she smiled and did her best to do the weird muggle hand gesture thing, were those the right fingers that she parted? "Evening Professor." The celestially illuminated view was beautiful as usual with her entrance into the classroom. A strong chill like a wind flowing from a mountain peak in winter graced her face. She grew up in cold and it didn't truly bother her, despite the strong chill. Her long blonde hair was in a Viking style braid, she drew her house scarf a little closer. There were small whipping dust storms that carried a rancid stench, worse than the fertilizer composting heap back at the ranch. And she though dragon dung smelled foul! The snakette's pretty face contorted slightly as a wave of the stink hit her. Why were so many of these classes so offensive to the senses???? She spotted her prefect boyfriend and started to make her way to him, but.....she noticed that her steps were a bit.....springier. Ilia's curiosity got the best of her and she began to sort of....skip a bit. Oh, she hoped that this meant something fun. She wanted to do a few flips, the thought of acrobatics were more amusing than the stink was bad, so she dropped her disgust in lieu of it. Sadly, it was time to take her seat, rather than bounce. She took the seat beside Henric and smiled over at him. At least, regardless of whatever Flamsteed had to throw at them, she had him by her. Picking up the 'space blanket' she looked it over curiously and then set it to the side of her desk. Pulling her pet rock out of her pocket, she made George comfortable on the blanket. There. And.....name plaque....She wrote in her neat but curvy handwriting. SPOILER!!: Parchment Freya Ilia Valke Sixth Year