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sweetpinkpixie · 11-07-2022, 04:42 AM

Don't take it personal, department head Bagnold. Atlas rarely greeted professors in general for one reason or another and quite preferred to simply appear in his seat from the instructor's perspective. He did offer a little nod in acknowledgement to the woman's greeting (he was not disrespectful on purpose...most of the time) but otherwise stayed quiet in his pseudo contentment on the stump beside Rajesh. Nothing to read into the position, really, it was just a vacant seat the Gryffindor had decided to occupy ~~in avoidance of other options~~.

Atlas wasn't interested in entertaining the typical question and answer portion of things, necessary for some...but not himself since he had done plenty of his own research on the subject and was very proficient in the theoretical side of things. Being limited to becoming of-age to do anything worthwhile was really lame and apparition and magic outside of school were things he could not WAIT to tap into.

So, the sixth year remained silent (really for the best since he was likely to provide some kind of sarcastic answer that was funny to only himself (like spacecrafts and spaceplanes) and instead opted to just sort of zone out and not focus on anything in particular. It was necessary. So he mostly heard the chaos that had erupted nearby that demanded the attention of the healer. Even more necessary that he totally and completely zone out. He had been packing an apple a day all term, after all.

Again, Atlas remained silent as the next wave of theoretical questions presented itself and tried his darndest to NOT thinking about the word flying too much - which, naturally, meant that he was going to focus even more on it. Don't think about neon pink polka dotted dragons! In his next breath...his school bag began slowly lifting up off the ground beside him and Atlas' fingers fidgeted even more rigorously with his metal matchsticks to try and refocus his attention.

Please...don't...please stop....stop stop stop....stopstopstopstop...

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Don't take it personal, department head Bagnold. Atlas rarely greeted professors in general for one reason or another and quite preferred to simply appear in his seat from the instructor's perspective. He did offer a little nod in acknowledgement to the woman's greeting (he was not disrespectful on purpose...most of the time) but otherwise stayed quiet in his pseudo contentment on the stump beside Rajesh. Nothing to read into the position, really, it was just a vacant seat the Gryffindor had decided to occupy ~~in avoidance of other options~~. Atlas wasn't interested in entertaining the typical question and answer portion of things, necessary for some...but not himself since he had done plenty of his own research on the subject and was very proficient in the theoretical side of things. Being limited to becoming of-age to do anything worthwhile was really lame and apparition and magic outside of school were things he could not WAIT to tap into. So, the sixth year remained silent (really for the best since he was likely to provide some kind of sarcastic answer that was funny to only himself (like spacecrafts and spaceplanes) and instead opted to just sort of zone out and not focus on anything in particular. It was necessary. So he mostly heard the chaos that had erupted nearby that demanded the attention of the healer. Even more necessary that he totally and completely zone out. He had been packing an apple a day all term, after all. Again, Atlas remained silent as the next wave of theoretical questions presented itself and tried his darndest to NOT thinking about the word flying too much - which, naturally, meant that he was going to focus even more on it. Don't think about neon pink polka dotted dragons! In his next breath...his school bag began slowly lifting up off the ground beside him and Atlas' fingers fidgeted even more rigorously with his metal matchsticks to try and refocus his attention. Please...don't...please stop....stop stop stop....stopstopstopstop... __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like