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Tazenhani · 01-28-2016, 07:34 PM

SPOILER!!: I dunno...might ADD to his rep ;)

Amur's exchange of bewildered looks with the bird was put on hold for a brief moment as the Professor answered her. Turning her head over her shoulder, she eyed him with perhaps the most suspicion that she had since their little encounter had begun. Did it matter to her that he was a Professor? An adult she was supposed to respect and hup-to whatever he said? Not in the least.

He was a person, and people were to be held accountable regardless of age or position. Adults especially, given they were supposed to know better, yet often were the absolute worst. Amur often wondered if the knowing coincided with the worst.

She waved the celery a bit absently at the Augurey. "So.....you mean to say that you don't know where they came from?" That's what it sounded like. "They were here, by someone else's hands and you just....didn't ask any questions?"

Okay, so that sounded a bit like an accusation, likely because it was an accusation. The crups got a long side-eye. If he knew where they came from, it was likely he knew where the others came from, but then why didn't he say so?

At the mention of his own pet, however, Amur's suspicion faltered and her head whipped around to see the big dog lazily lying about. A small smile permeated her knotted expression. "Where's he from?" Or was that another 'do not tell' source?

The most curious note however, was when he asked her about asking so many questions. That got him a raised eyebrow and a long, hard look. Almost as if she was expecting to see someone else standing in his shoes. "First off, I'm a student and your a Professor. Isn't it my role to ask questions and yours to answer?"

Or did he not appreciate education in that way?

Turning to face him more fully, Amur tilted her head. "Do you always answer so many questions?"

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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!!: I dunno...might ADD to his rep ;) Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack James was quite satisfied with himself. He had gotten her to smile not once, but twice now. Definitely a success. Though if anyone were to find out that he enjoyed getting a smile out of his students, he’d end them. It’d ruin the reputation he had already earned himself. Didn’t want to take a step back. He quite liked this sense of fear he was able to instill in so many of them. Meant they’d take the class seriously. Though he didn’t think that’d be much of a problem with this one. She clearly had a knack for creatures and wanted to expand upon it. He could respect that. He gave Barefoot a small sort of chuckle at her choice of words. Deciding that her answer was one he liked. Though he still didn’t see the appeal in running around without shoes, he wasn’t judging her for it. Slowly he returned his gaze back to one of the stalls, again checking the water. ”Most of them were here when I arrived,” had to thank the last Creatures Professor for that one. ”The crups are rescues.” Turning around again, he nodded to the very back corner of the barn, where his Great Dane was lying down lazily. ”Merlin’s mine, been with me for almost two years now.” Bet by the time the end of term rolled around, Merlin would have spent so much time around the hippogriffs that he’d probably start to believe he was one. Stupid dog. ”Do you always ask this many questions?” Now that they were taking turns and everything… Amur's exchange of bewildered looks with the bird was put on hold for a brief moment as the Professor answered her. Turning her head over her shoulder, she eyed him with perhaps the most suspicion that she had since their little encounter had begun. Did it matter to her that he was a Professor? An adult she was supposed to respect and hup-to whatever he said? Not in the least. He was a person, and people were to be held accountable regardless of age or position. Adults especially, given they were supposed to know better, yet often were the absolute worst. Amur often wondered if the knowing coincided with the worst. She waved the celery a bit absently at the Augurey. "So.....you mean to say that you don't know where they came from?" That's what it sounded like. "They were here, by someone else's hands and you just....didn't ask any questions?" Okay, so that sounded a bit like an accusation, likely because it was an accusation. The crups got a long side-eye. If he knew where they came from, it was likely he knew where the others came from, but then why didn't he say so? At the mention of his own pet, however, Amur's suspicion faltered and her head whipped around to see the big dog lazily lying about. A small smile permeated her knotted expression. "Where's he from?" Or was that another 'do not tell' source? The most curious note however, was when he asked her about asking so many questions. That got him a raised eyebrow and a long, hard look. Almost as if she was expecting to see someone else standing in his shoes. "First off, I'm a student and your a Professor. Isn't it my role to ask questions and yours to answer?" Or did he not appreciate education in that way? Turning to face him more fully, Amur tilted her head. *"Do you always answer* so many questions?"** __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.