Sabel didn't move from his spot as Ikenna turned first to address the girl beside him and then himself. For a moment he simply watched the man, debating exactly what was meant by a tea-party in this case; such named gatherings were generally labelled for discussions of etiquette and civility, something he wondered if this man possessed given his actions at the feast.

His eyes flicked to the girl beside him, Satine as Gevrick called her before returning to the man before him. She seemed rather uncomfortable around this man, and that alone made his decision for him. Returning his gaze to Ikenna, he considered the man levelly from his resting spot against the wall. "I would not mind, so long as Satine is not left alone unless she wishes it." In other words, he wasn't about to leave this girl high-and-dry waiting for a private auidence and shaking in her shoes while doing so, or he wasn't going to step back and wait if she decided to speak to Ikenna with the rest of them. If he could make her feel a little more comfortable by sticking around, then he would; strength in numbers after all.

Satine's eyebrows scrunched closer in and she looked at the man trying to figure out how to take him. She kept her smile on her face and then let her eyebrows relax back down. It was obvious that she was going get nowhere with this man at all...bully her for coming and seeing him. "O well thanks for clearing that up for me, I guess, I just misunderstood what the other student's rumblings were about. I just figured that since I was away I missed something. I'm sorry to bother you, but if you have the time I'd like to ask you some more questions about this." she said it as nicely as she could but inside she instantly decided he was not telling the whole truth. Something happened that made the Ministry bring an official out. If they were truly worried about security they would've have skipped sending one last term with such an important event going on. She would owl her mother and ask about this man and this new agenda of the Ministry.

She turned to the nice boy that offered to wait for her, "[B]Well, I think...well if it's okay with Mr. Gevrick...I may follow ya'll up to the office to discuss this further..." she said very nicely looking back and forth between the Ministry Man and Sabel.

"Thank you, Jake."

He was half-amused and half-concerned by the amount of effort it took the boy to remove his sunglasses.

But now he knew for certain that Jake knew, and instead of seeking to make further eye contact with the boy, Gevrik moved his gaze toward the few students still waiting.

Sabel was one thing entirely, a thing Gevrik did not like, perhaps.

"Of course," he answered both students. "Let us begin, then, without further ado."

He nodded around at the four waiting students and then turned to lead the way to his office.

A soft smile touched his lips at Satine's strength and conviction. She seemed a little more solid and stable in her words and that made him feel a little better.

Pushing away from the wall, he gave her a reassuring smile and nod before following Gevrik into his office with the others. Strength in numbers. He had to admit if it was Ikenna's intention to unnerve them it was an interesting tactic letting a whole group in rather than one at a time. Then again, if someone could unnerve a whole group, it simply showed how much power they had, or manipulation. Either way, it remained to be seen.

Satine was happy she stayed and decided to stand her ground. She exchanged a look with the boy that had stood up for her in a way that let him know she was ready to do this. She followed the boy and Ikenna up to his office with a little bit more faith in herself.

walking down the hall the young Huff grabs a seat on the floor next to the Gargoyl after droping his dads duffle bag on the floor, pulling out his book of Hogwarts a history and a Chicken salad sandwich holding it up to the gargoyls to offer them a bite. He makes him self at home. Waiting to catch sight of Mr Gevrik.

Tate exited from behind the stone gargoyles and stopped in complete surprise. No one there. What had happened to his line? WHERE WAS THE LINE?

He turned in a circle before spotting a Hufflepuff boy waiting there. "Are you hear to see me?"

Standing quickly as the headmaster adressed him,Chicken salad sandwich still in hand " um no sir I was going to see if Mr Gervik wanted to go fishing" looking down toward the duffle bag " I might have been rude to him at the feast and was going to talk to him in a neutral place ...I have an extra rod if you want to come along?"

Tate held up a hand to stop the boy. "I... uh. Hm. Appreciate the offer, boy, but I'm afraid I don't fish."

False.

"And I'm very busy."

False.

"I should head back up if no one needs to speak with me."

True.

nodding his head " You would be suprised how much stuff you can get done drowing worms,but have a good day Sir " sitting back down with his book and reaching in to his snack box " OH sir would you like a cup cake the girls made them and I got loads" offering up the box of goodies

One thing was for dead certain. He wanted to talk to Tate again, sooner rather than later. Still, as he closed the door to Ikenna's office behind him and made his way back towards the stone gargoyles to deliver his message, he was fairly certain he would need time to mull things over. Right now, his mind was working overtime and it's toll on his understanding was clearly displayed in a frown and creased brow.

What he was not expecting however, was for the Headmaster to be at the gargoyles talking to the Hufflepuff boy he was certain Gevrik had asked him to speak to. Like a fool running into a pane of glass, Sabel stopped dead in his tracks, blinking dumbly for a moment at Tate, Ikenna's last words running through his mind with crystal clarity.

A slight shiver ran through him, snapping him out of the stare to alter his eyes to the Hufflepuff boy. "Sorry to interrupt, but Mr. Gevrik wanted me to let you know he'll be with you shortly."

That being all said and done, his eyes went back to Tate, hesitating on speaking. He had just spoken with the man a short time ago, and now he was suddenly back at the gargoyles again, brimming with more questions. However the only vocalization he managed to get out past the hindering thoughts that the man was probably busy, was a respectful "Headmaster." But even then, he didn't move away.

biteing in to a jelly doughnut just as the Gryffndor came down he choked down the bite "Cool" seeing the the he looked a bit distracted " want one "offering up the box of cakes and what not to him

"Ah, no, thank you. The house elves keep me flush in pastries, and I never eat food second hand." It was just a safety thing, especially in this day and age.

Sabel emerged, presumably from the Other Man's office, and Tate gave him a look that was fleetingly disappointed before his face froze back to its normal implacable stone.

"Dakest." Tate pushed back through the door and headed up to his office. It was ridiculous to feel furious at Gevrik for mucking about with Tate's protegee, but... that's how he felt. And maybe a bit of betrayal.

There was something not quite right in the way that Tate looked at him, something that sent his stomach for a nauseating loop and a pang of guilt through his mind. It confused him to no end, but he had his answer as Tate turned abruptly and left the entrance way.

Knocking or waiting at the gargoyles didn't even come into consideration as he jumped into a full sprint. "Not right now, thanks mate." Was the response he gave to the Hufflepuff as he darted by, reaching the door just enough to wedge his hand between it and the frame.

A biting pain went through his arm at the pressure of being caught between the two, but he ignored it in favor of pushing the blasted thing open and hurrying up the stairs and to Tate's office. A bold, stupid move but at the same time, he didn't feel he had a choice.

setting his box to the side he goes back to his book

Emily walked down the corridor, looking nervous.
"I think this is the place" she turned to Nika "Will you stop worrying! If it's nothing Gevrik'll just tell us. Then we can go back to our... sort-of-normal lives" she wasn't mad at Nika. In fact, she had used a quite jokey sort of voice. But it was like they had said before, if it was nothing, it was nothing. They had just found the book!

As they came to the gargoyles, she stopped talking. It was way too quite. Well, there was only a hufflepuff boy sitting there reading.
"Come on" she nodded at Nika and took a seat. Reasuring.

looking up at the gargoyls and thinking man I would hate your job your here all the time i have onlly been here for a few hours

Jaina sat waiting patiently for the headmaster.

Tate emerged from the gargoyle entrance again, and he was very pleased to find a line this time. SEE? People still wanted to see him.

Hopefully.

"Are any of you actually here to see me?"

Jaina timidly raised her hand. "I am, Professor Tate." she said as confidently as she could.

Tate just looked at the emotional first year from his class, although there wasn't anything particularly menacing in that look. Not on purpose, at least.

"Excellent. Let's head up to my office, shall we?" He held the door for her.



OOC: Go ahead and post in my office.

Straight from Potions, Jake had headed up to the Headmaster's office. Because, to be honest, there was unfair, and there was Lafay... and Jake wouldn't have it.

He still had his sunglasses on, but took them off and tucked them into his office as he stood before the Gargoyle and just looked.

...

"Kinda important," Jake said to it, figuring it wouldn't speak back. Well... he had to tell SOMEONE.

Inwardly SEETHING and needed to go find a punching bag, Jake waited in silence for Headmaster Tate, straightening his uniform as he did.

Ikenna stepped out from behind the gargoyles and looked directly at Michael, since he knew he had been waiting for him.

"Are you ready, Mr. White?"

" when ever you are ,, but I was wondering if you wanted to go fishing"pointing over to the bag of fishing gear "It will be fun and it will let the outher see you out doing normal things "

Ikenna...was not exactly prepared for this question.

For a fleeting moment, he thought Michael was joking. Then, when he saw that the Hufflepuff had brought a bag of actual fishing gear with him, his hands drifted toward his pockets and he rocked back on his heels.

"Perhaps," he conceded after a long and thoughtful pause. "Perhaps that would be fun."

He tilted his head toward the gear. "Pick it up and follow me outside to the grounds, please. I would like to make a stop before we fish in the lake."

That was where they would be fishing, correct? Regardless, Ikenna pivoted on his heel and started outside.