02-23-2021, 05:22 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Kirsten Delbin Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mateo Theodore Slytherin Fifth Year
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Originally Posted by Felixir Once they knew the professor was in, Nem spent the next few moments taking in what little of the waiting area outside the door there was to see. They'd never spoken to this Kitridge woman, but they knew of her, had seen her at feasts and meals, and were aware of the proclivity for enthusiasm and happy snaps, and that had been enough to keep them far, far away from this part of the castle until now. That and the aforementioned 'Divination is a waste of energy' thing.
The door opened and Nem turned to look at the occupant, then dropped their gaze by several inches. Of course, they had a significant height advantage over her as well, that was another thing they'd known. "Hello, professor," they said politely, stepping inside the room and closing the door behind them. This office... it was hard to say what was more offensive - the walls, the rug, or the smell - but Nem remained impassive and focused instead on the woman who presided here. This subdued version of Kitridge did match what they'd observed of her in recent weeks, but Nem nevertheless expected the old exuberance to return at any moment, and had fortified in preparation. "No, thank you. I actually just came up here for a word. My name's Nem Upstead." Just, you know. Manners or whatever. "Is it okay to talk?"
By this they meant was it safe to talk, though... really, that was only for her benefit. She watched the boy come into her office, so many of the students were taller than her that it never phased her. Her five foot frame was nothing new around this castle and she loved her heels for that very reason. When he said he didn't want any tea she moved toward the kettle anyone to make herself a new cup. Flicking her wand she did bring over a try of brownies in case he would like a snack. "Yes, I know who you are Mr. Upstead." She tried to at least know faces even if students weren't in her class. She did have corridor duties and things to look out for. "Please have a seat, of course we can talk. My office is always a place for students to come if they need anything even if it is just a cup of tea." Though this term it seemed like she hadn't had that open door as much as she would have in the past. "What is on your mind?" Taking a seat at her desk she took a brownie for herself. Comfort eating was not knew to Cassie Kitridge.
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