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ArianaBlack · 11-08-2017, 04:32 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Airey once again found himself struggling to not smirk (and chuckle) at Zander Adair. The boy had matured much since graduating Hogwarts and yet, at the core, remained the same. The astronomer would much prefer it stayed that way, if he were being honest. "Then perhaps, in the future, you should be mindful of the slight inflection at the end of your statements," he chuckled, summoning his tea pot and two cups. "One may get the wrong impression."

Settling back into his seat and gesturing towards the one across from him, he opted not to continue to tease the young man too much further. Save for one additional comment. "Sir is still my father, Mr. Adair. Professor is still perfectly acceptable." Airey...not even an option. Maybe when Zander learned how to grow a bit of facial hair and hit 40 they could renegotiate things. "She is doing quite well," he mused, giving the pet rock a bit of a nod. "Adjusting to her new accommodations rather nicely." As for Pride, Airey had offered his successor in the post of Gryffindor Head of House to keep him in the common room...but had never heard back. The rather large rock was now an exquisite jungle gym of sorts for the twins.

Had something in the Time Room seeped out without his knowledge? Airey was certain that this was the most sincere sense of déjà vu the man had ever encountered. "You're going to need to elaborate just a bit, Mr. Adair." Particularly so that the man could figure out which biography to suggest this time seeing as he was sure the former Gryffindor had memorized the one on Neville Longbottom by now.

Zander, unsurprisingly, found himself for a loss of words. Uh. It seemed like embarrassment always followed him around no matter where he went. The workplace was no different than any other arena he'd find himself in and unfortunately this meant that his ears were going bright red once again. "Errrr, understood," he nodded. Uh. Oops? In a poor attempt to divert the topic, Zander looked around the room with a sense of purpose. "No lint roller at the door?" Or had he missed it? Either way he definitely hadn't spied a sign. Not that the sign did much good to begin with as Zander had ended up with a lint roller in his hair at one point or another, to Magdalena Traulton's glee.

Zander gratefully took a seat across from his former Professor. Eek. Yeah, he figured as much to be honest. It was worth a shot though, wasn't it? "Yeah, Sir felt kinda unnatural," he admitted rather sheepishly. "I'm sure she appreciates the change in scenery," Zander almost had to remind himself that they were talking about a ROCK. Yeah, he still didn't get it.

"Well," he thought about just how to phrase his issue because he didn't want to come off as whiny and he definitely didn't want the man to think he wasn't appreciative of the job he had been given... But. There was always a but. "I don't know if my placement was the right 'fit' for me... I don't think I wanna be adjusting rec schedules for the rest of my life," or for the next two weeks, even. "I don't know if I'm in the right... place here." Did that make sense? Was he just being childish? SOS another biography would be AWESOME. Especially if it could tell him which decision he ought to make.

Ahem.

And he had memorized the Neville Longbottom one... For the record.

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ArianaBlack Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,727 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Claude Botros-Giordano Ravenclaw Seventh Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Airey once again found himself struggling to not smirk (and chuckle) at Zander Adair. The boy had matured much since graduating Hogwarts and yet, at the core, remained the same. The astronomer would much prefer it stayed that way, if he were being honest. "Then perhaps, in the future, you should be mindful of the slight inflection at the end of your statements," he chuckled, summoning his tea pot and two cups. "One may get the wrong impression." Settling back into his seat and gesturing towards the one across from him, he opted not to continue to tease the young man too much further. Save for one additional comment. "Sir is still my father, Mr. Adair. Professor is still perfectly acceptable." Airey...not even an option. Maybe when Zander learned how to grow a bit of facial hair and hit 40 they could renegotiate things. "She is doing quite well," he mused, giving the pet rock a bit of a nod. "Adjusting to her new accommodations rather nicely." As for Pride, Airey had offered his successor in the post of Gryffindor Head of House to keep him in the common room...but had never heard back. The rather large rock was now an exquisite jungle gym of sorts for the twins. Had something in the Time Room seeped out without his knowledge? Airey was certain that this was the most sincere sense of déjà vu the man had ever encountered. "You're going to need to elaborate just a bit, Mr. Adair." Particularly so that the man could figure out which biography to suggest this time seeing as he was sure the former Gryffindor had memorized the one on Neville Longbottom by now. Zander, unsurprisingly, found himself for a loss of words. Uh. It seemed like embarrassment always followed him around no matter where he went. The workplace was no different than any other arena he'd find himself in and unfortunately this meant that his ears were going bright red once again. "Errrr, understood," he nodded. Uh. Oops? In a poor attempt to divert the topic, Zander looked around the room with a sense of purpose. "No lint roller at the door?" Or had he missed it? Either way he definitely hadn't spied a sign. Not that the sign did much good to begin with as Zander had ended up with a lint roller in his hair at one point or another, to Magdalena Traulton's glee. Zander gratefully took a seat across from his former Professor. Eek. Yeah, he figured as much to be honest. It was worth a shot though, wasn't it? "Yeah, Sir felt kinda unnatural," he admitted rather sheepishly. "I'm sure she appreciates the change in scenery," Zander almost had to remind himself that they were talking about a ROCK. Yeah, he still didn't get it. "Well," he thought about just how to phrase his issue because he didn't want to come off as whiny and he definitely didn't want the man to think he wasn't appreciative of the job he had been given... But. There was always a but. "I don't know if my placement was the right 'fit' for me... I don't think I wanna be adjusting rec schedules for the rest of my life," or for the next two weeks, even. *"I don't know if I'm in the right... place* here." Did that make sense? Was he just being childish? SOS another biography would be AWESOME. Especially if it could tell him which decision he ought to make. Ahem. And he had memorized the Neville Longbottom one... For the record. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon**!