Latest Site Notices

sweetpinkpixie · #1 (**permalink**) 12-16-2012, 01:20 PM

Perhaps the first thing you notice as you enter Professor Flamsteed's office is that it is...clean. Ridiculously clean. While he is not exactly obsessive compulsive about cleanliness, Professor Flamsteed highly values organization and keeps everything in a specific location. Needless to say, if one of his quills is at an odd angle ... he will notice. The wood cabinets above his desk are filled with all sorts of reference books on all branches astronomy on the left side while the right side is filled with works of muggle science fiction ranging from Douglas Adams to H.G. Wells to Robert Heinlein and everyone in between. His desk is mostly empty except for some black accents and a comfortable looking pillow where the professor's pet rocks, Pebbles and Boulder, tend to rest. Beside this is a plant in a unique looking planter.

On the walls are a few framed pieces of abstract line and paint splatter artwork that Professor Flamsteed has collected over the years along with a drawing given to him by a former student in a black frame just to the left of another large gifted piece of artwork also in a black frame above the sofa. Beside it is yet another drawing, this one signed, in another black frame. There is a black sofa up against one of the walls with a pet house and a pet bed on the floor beside it where Pebbles and Boulder sleep when not sharing the pillow on the desk. To the right of the black sofa and is a wooden closet where Professor Flamsteed keeps a few freshly pressed suits from his extensive collection, just in case, and to the left of this is a rather impressive looking tie display case. Located opposite of Professor Flamsteed's desk is yet another display case, but this one is filled with all sorts of muggle science fiction models - one of which is sporting something on its head - that he has built and painted himself - a hobby of his when he is not busy teaching, grading, or researching. To the left of this case is what appears to be a muggle telephone booth, but upon further inspection of it you will find Herschel scurrying about within.

OOC: please do not post here without having been invited in by Professor Flamsteed from the waiting area or spoken with me OOC. Posting without doing either of these puts your post at risk of being unceremoniously deleted.

Symphora · 05-10-2015, 03:31 AM

Henric walked into the office of Professor Flamsteed as soon as he was invited in. He couldn't help looking around and was quite surprised to find the room was kept amazingly tidy and organised. Henric noticed literally everything from the paintings on the walls, the muggle telephone booth, the muggle science fiction models, and yes...Henric knew of them because he grew up living in the muggle world since the day he was adopted and collecting figurines were his hobby too and also not to forget Pebbles and Boulder peacefully lounging on a very bright pink pillow at his desk. He still didn't know what to make of them but it was the very sole reason he was here in the first place, wasn't it? He didn't quite understand why there were so popular with the students and the school's faculty. His opinions didn't matter anyway because right now his own toadette 'Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana' was probably frolicking with a her new boy pet rock friend right now, thanks to llia. He guessed it was not bad...Henric was probably being overprotective again. He just didn't want his toadette got too affectionate with the pet rock and forgotten about him. He let his thoughts falter and waited for the professor to speak to him.

sweetpinkpixie · 05-13-2015, 04:00 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Symphora

Henric walked into the office of Professor Flamsteed as soon as he was invited in. He couldn't help looking around and was quite surprised to find the room was kept amazingly tidy and organised. Henric noticed literally everything from the paintings on the walls, the muggle telephone booth, the muggle science fiction models, and yes...Henric knew of them because he grew up living in the muggle world since the day he was adopted and collecting figurines were his hobby too and also not to forget Pebbles and Boulder peacefully lounging on a very bright pink pillow at his desk. He still didn't know what to make of them but it was the very sole reason he was here in the first place, wasn't it? He didn't quite understand why there were so popular with the students and the school's faculty. His opinions didn't matter anyway because right now his own toadette 'Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana' was probably frolicking with a her new boy pet rock friend right now, thanks to llia. He guessed it was not bad...Henric was probably being overprotective again. He just didn't want his toadette got too affectionate with the pet rock and forgotten about him. He let his thoughts falter and waited for the professor to speak to him.

Walking right past the Hufflepuff towards his desk, the Astronomy professor began casually leafing through one of the drawers in his desk looking for something. Usually, he hung it on a hook by the door, but he found the look leashes hanging from the wall to be aesthetically unappealing. Thus, they had found a new home in his drawer...only the move had been recent and because it was not a part of his normal routine, well, he had forgotten their exact location.

"Would you like some tea and awkward conversation before we begin, or just cut right to the chase?" he asked nonchalantly as he closed one drawer and opened another to continue his search.

JustAlice · 05-13-2015, 11:08 PM

It was quite exciting to be invited into a teacher's office for some reason... probably because it was a teacher's plaaace where they had all their stuuuff and they could be real peeeople.

But who was Hers- "Oh!" Rowans face lit up as she saw the little ferret, and she immediately leaned down to pet it. "Hey there little friend!" she said, giggling a bit as it darted around. Robin would love this, they'd always wanted a ferret friend, but they were worried it wouldn't get on with the wild bunny friends they had so they'd never even asked. "So friendly and happy!" Like her! She should definitely be allowed one... maybe she'd ask... ahem.

sweetpinkpixie · 05-14-2015, 07:18 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

It was quite exciting to be invited into a teacher's office for some reason... probably because it was a teacher's plaaace where they had all their stuuuff and they could be real peeeople.

But who was Hers- "Oh!" Rowans face lit up as she saw the little ferret, and she immediately leaned down to pet it. "Hey there little friend!" she said, giggling a bit as it darted around. Robin would love this, they'd always wanted a ferret friend, but they were worried it wouldn't get on with the wild bunny friends they had so they'd never even asked. "So friendly and happy!" Like her! She should definitely be allowed one... maybe she'd ask... ahem.

Flicking his wand at a kettle to fill itself with water, the professor set to applying some self heating charms next. "What would you like?" he asked, walking over to his desk and pulling open one of the overhead cabinets. "I have an assortment of teas and hot chocolate."

He would most likely go with his usual. Earl Grey, hot.

He watched as the first year interacted with the ferret - a ferret that he had forgotten to lint roll this morning while he had been preoccupied with his knitting - and was amazed at the ease that most students, like Miss Fields, had with creatures. Were they not freaked out at the prospect of getting all that FUR on their clothes? Not to mention when the critters decided that your shirt would make the perfect loo.

"You are more than welcome to take Hershel on walks every now and then," he offered. The ferret's leash was somewhere in his desk. "Afraid I don't let him out on the grounds as much as I should."

That used to be part of Medea's unofficial job description as his house assistant. Although she had never seen it as a job and gladly took the ferret for walks without being prompted to do so.

JustAlice · 05-14-2015, 07:46 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Flicking his wand at a kettle to fill itself with water, the professor set to applying some self heating charms next. "What would you like?" he asked, walking over to his desk and pulling open one of the overhead cabinets. "I have an assortment of teas and hot chocolate."

He would most likely go with his usual. Earl Grey, hot.

He watched as the first year interacted with the ferret - a ferret that he had forgotten to lint roll this morning while he had been preoccupied with his knitting - and was amazed at the ease that most students, like Miss Fields, had with creatures. Were they not freaked out at the prospect of getting all that FUR on their clothes? Not to mention when the critters decided that your shirt would make the perfect loo.

"You are more than welcome to take Hershel on walks every now and then," he offered. The ferret's leash was somewhere in his desk. "Afraid I don't let him out on the grounds as much as I should."

That used to be part of Medea's unofficial job description as his house assistant. Although she had never seen it as a job and gladly took the ferret for walks without being prompted to do so.

Rowan smiled over at her head of house, still petting the ferret. "Just some green tea if you have some please." Yep, she remembered her manners... especially because they drank a lot of tea back home, so it was almost second nature to her.

"Really?" Beamy beamy face! He was so cuuuute and she just wanted to snuggle and play with him and feed him and be friends with him... "Me and my sibling wanted a ferret for ages but we have bunny friends in our garden at home and we didn't want them to be scared of it." Cause it was their home first, and it wouldn't be fair.

Speaking of home, Rusty really should get on to asking about the thing... "What I was wanting to ask, professor..." she started. "Is do you think it would be okay for me to go home for S-.. for halloween?" Pleeaaaase? "It's a thursday... and I'd come back the next day it's just... we have a big celebration at home and it's really important and I don't want to miss it."

sweetpinkpixie · 05-14-2015, 12:50 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

Rowan smiled over at her head of house, still petting the ferret. "Just some green tea if you have some please." Yep, she remembered her manners... especially because they drank a lot of tea back home, so it was almost second nature to her.

"Really?" Beamy beamy face! He was so cuuuute and she just wanted to snuggle and play with him and feed him and be friends with him... "Me and my sibling wanted a ferret for ages but we have bunny friends in our garden at home and we didn't want them to be scared of it." Cause it was their home first, and it wouldn't be fair.

Speaking of home, Rusty really should get on to asking about the thing... "What I was wanting to ask, professor..." she started. "Is do you think it would be okay for me to go home for S-.. for halloween?" Pleeaaaase? "It's a thursday... and I'd come back the next day it's just... we have a big celebration at home and it's really important and I don't want to miss it."

Selfishly pleased that Hershel was contained for the time being, he gave the first year a playful nod of the head and pulled out a homemade green tea tea bag - Kiera was mad about this particular blend - along with a tin container muskmellon gourmet marshmallows. One of his favorite pairings for the subtle vegetable flavor of green tea. Not that he was having any himself, preparing a cup of Earl Grey for himself.

Setting the tea on his desk in front of the empty chair and tin right in the middle of his desk, Airey gestured for her to sit down and then he did so himself in his own chair. "Certainly," he chuckled, blowing on his tea. "He seems to have taken a liking to you, so it seems like a smart match."

Blowing on his tea once more before taking a sip, he peered over the rim of his cup as Miss Fields spoke - most definitely catching the hint of word starting with 'S' before she changed her wording. He couldn't help but chuckle in an amused manner as he set his cup back down on his desk. "Special permission to leave the school on a school night?" he questioned, not really needing her to confirm the inquiry. "A right usually only given in emergencies and extreme special occassions, as I am sure you are aware of," he continued, pulling out a file from his topmost desk drawer and running his fingers over the parchment while making loud HMMMM-ing noises. He was not a man that shared the first year's, er, particular morals...but that was hardly a reason to tell her no outright. Especially not when he was beginning to finally grasp the importance of....family.

"No Astronomy Thursday evenings...and it looks as though your first class Friday morning is Muggle Studies at 9:30 am...can you promise to be back at Hogwarts in time for class?"

He could always pull some strings with Meriberry, he supposed, but he did not want to have to resort to that sort of thing.

JustAlice · 05-14-2015, 04:15 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Selfishly pleased that Hershel was contained for the time being, he gave the first year a playful nod of the head and pulled out a homemade green tea tea bag - Kiera was mad about this particular blend - along with a tin container muskmellon gourmet marshmallows. One of his favorite pairings for the subtle vegetable flavor of green tea. Not that he was having any himself, preparing a cup of Earl Grey for himself.

Setting the tea on his desk in front of the empty chair and tin right in the middle of his desk, Airey gestured for her to sit down and then he did so himself in his own chair. "Certainly," he chuckled, blowing on his tea. "He seems to have taken a liking to you, so it seems like a smart match."

Blowing on his tea once more before taking a sip, he peered over the rim of his cup as Miss Fields spoke - most definitely catching the hint of word starting with 'S' before she changed her wording. He couldn't help but chuckle in an amused manner as he set his cup back down on his desk. "Special permission to leave the school on a school night?" he questioned, not really needing her to confirm the inquiry. "A right usually only given in emergencies and extreme special occassions, as I am sure you are aware of," he continued, pulling out a file from his topmost desk drawer and running his fingers over the parchment while making loud HMMMM-ing noises. He was not a man that shared the first year's, er, particular morals...but that was hardly a reason to tell her no outright. Especially not when he was beginning to finally grasp the importance of....family.

"No Astronomy Thursday evenings...and it looks as though your first class Friday morning is Muggle Studies at 9:30 am...can you promise to be back at Hogwarts in time for class?"

He could always pull some strings with Meriberry, he supposed, but he did not want to have to resort to that sort of thing.

That meant she got to play with a ferret lots then right? She would LOVE that! "I'd love to spend some time with him so I wouldn't mind helping you out at aaall." Rusty said, giving the ferret a little more attention before taking a seat in front of the teachers desk.

Rowan nodded to confirm that's what she was asking. "Please sir it would mean so much to me and my family." she said, wishing really hard for him to say yes...

9:30? She wouldn't have slept much... But she could do it. Except... "The thing is, Professor... None of my family are magical... I'm not even sure how to get home from here... " she admitted. She hadn't thought of that... What if the only way back was by the train? It took three hours to get home from London. If you were lucky...

sweetpinkpixie · 05-16-2015, 05:44 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

That meant she got to play with a ferret lots then right? She would LOVE that! "I'd love to spend some time with him so I wouldn't mind helping you out at aaall." Rusty said, giving the ferret a little more attention before taking a seat in front of the teachers desk.

Rowan nodded to confirm that's what she was asking. "Please sir it would mean so much to me and my family." she said, wishing really hard for him to say yes...

9:30? She wouldn't have slept much... But she could do it. Except... "The thing is, Professor... None of my family are magical... I'm not even sure how to get home from here... " she admitted. She hadn't thought of that... What if the only way back was by the train? It took three hours to get home from London. If you were lucky...

Ferret talk aside for now, although the smile he wore on his face was enough of a response for the time being, the astronomer furrowed his brown as the first year continued to explain her situation.

And sweet solstice what a situation it was.

He was about to tell her outright that his answer was 'no'...until the 'none of my family are magical' bit of fully registered with him. The temptation was real. Asking Maddox to take over for a few hours while he went to observe the celebration - purely for scientific purposes only - but that was crossing all sorts lines that professionalism would not allow.

"I see," he nodded, his eyes glistening with excitement at his previous thoughts while his expression remained firm and concerned. "Given your circumstances, Miss Fields, our options are quite limited." Quite was really an understatement. He would escort her himself with side-along apparition, but she was not of age and he could not guarantee the same assistance to others. Nor could he support the notion of asking for a portkey specifically for the first year's needs. "Could someone in your family meet you in London at King's Cross station?"

Because her only option, really, was to utilize Hogsmeade station.

JustAlice · 05-16-2015, 09:56 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Ferret talk aside for now, although the smile he wore on his face was enough of a response for the time being, the astronomer furrowed his brown as the first year continued to explain her situation.

And sweet solstice what a situation it was.

He was about to tell her outright that his answer was 'no'...until the 'none of my family are magical' bit of fully registered with him. The temptation was real. Asking Maddox to take over for a few hours while he went to observe the celebration - purely for scientific purposes only - but that was crossing all sorts lines that professionalism would not allow.

"I see," he nodded, his eyes glistening with excitement at his previous thoughts while his expression remained firm and concerned. "Given your circumstances, Miss Fields, our options are quite limited." Quite was really an understatement. He would escort her himself with side-along apparition, but she was not of age and he could not guarantee the same assistance to others. Nor could he support the notion of asking for a portkey specifically for the first year's needs. "Could someone in your family meet you in London at King's Cross station?"

Because her only option, really, was to utilize Hogsmeade station.

Rowan sipped at her tea, but she avoided the marshmallows - they were usually made with gelatine and she didn't want to risk it. The tea was good though. She was going to say that, when Professor Flamsteed started talking again.

... Limited, yes, but nothing was impossible right?? Surely with all this magic around they could do something...

But no... King's Cross station was the only choice..? They'd never be able to afford train tickets for the faster trains... and even taking the cheap coach instead would take far too long... she'd have to leave before the celebrations were done if she wanted to be back in Hogwarts by 9:30... "Well... you see... I live in Derbyshire Professor... and the train is so expensive from London to home and if you get the coach instead it takes five hours and... I'd miss everything..." Was that it though..? Was there really no other way? Rowan chewed her bottom lip, determined not to cry, she didn't like being sad so she often just refused, but... missing all the celebrations at home..? That was something she never thought she'd have to do, and the thought was really tugging at her heart.

ArianaBlack · 05-17-2015, 12:03 AM

SPOILER!!: Puck & Airey

Zander only looked like a bundle of nerves because he WAS a bundle of nerves. Of course he knew they got off easy last term, with only that ~~horrifying~~ detention and a talking to by both Professor Q and the headmistress. But their Head of House didn't really say all too much about the incident as a whole... So it was only time that this happened. Zander just wished they could've gotten it over with last term when he was expecting everything. This came as a surprise. Like a ticking time-bomb that was sent to his home via owl.

And then Puck starting speaking and it really through the sixth year off into a mess of confusion. Talk of one of them getting debadged? Huh? "They can't take it away from one of us. I won't let--" And then the door opened. And Zander was left with wide eyes staring straight into the office. Uh oh. Couldn't there have been a warning or something?

He didn't even have time to think when Professor Flamsteed literally COMMANDED them to get inside. Oh. Sir, yes sir. He said a quick "Hello, Professor," as he shuffled his way inside. He'd wait to be asked to be seated or something he wasn't quite sure what the protocol was on this "being in trouble thing". And though it wasn't flat out stated that he was in trouble.... Their Head of House was being uncharacteristically firm with them, so Zander could only assume.

sweetpinkpixie · 05-17-2015, 12:30 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

Rowan sipped at her tea, but she avoided the marshmallows - they were usually made with gelatine and she didn't want to risk it. The tea was good though. She was going to say that, when Professor Flamsteed started talking again.

... Limited, yes, but nothing was impossible right?? Surely with all this magic around they could do something...

But no... King's Cross station was the only choice..? They'd never be able to afford train tickets for the faster trains... and even taking the cheap coach instead would take far too long... she'd have to leave before the celebrations were done if she wanted to be back in Hogwarts by 9:30... "Well... you see... I live in Derbyshire Professor... and the train is so expensive from London to home and if you get the coach instead it takes five hours and... I'd miss everything..." Was that it though..? Was there really no other way? Rowan chewed her bottom lip, determined not to cry, she didn't like being sad so she often just refused, but... missing all the celebrations at home..? That was something she never thought she'd have to do, and the thought was really tugging at her heart.

Obviously avoiding eye contact now, Airey busied himself with observing the way his tea sloshed around in his cup with he moved it slowly back and forth on his desk with his index fingers. He didn't even dare reach for the marshmallows because that may risk catching the way Miss Fields was looking with his stellar peripheral vision.

Derbyshire. The man did his best not to wince. He knew the general location, having been there once for an astronomer's brunch of sorts, and it only made her situation more difficult.

"I truly wish I could do more, Miss Fields," he said slowly and cautiously after several tense moments. Seriously, he did. He could just FEEL those tear ducts working over there across from him. "I understand how difficult it can be being away from home and family during special occasions such as this," sort of. He hadn't ever really had any emotional attachment to these sorts of things really. Save for astronomical events and important 'dates' in science fiction. Like when the Vulcans had landed on April 5, 2063. He had been absolutely gutted that no one else wanted to make the journey with him to Bozeman, Montana. Which was really nothing like what the first year was experiencing right now...but it was the closest thing he had to go on. "...but I am afraid the circumstances this year are .... just ... too ... difficult."

There was a LOOOOOOOOONG pause as he looked at the surface of his desk as though the sleek wood was the most fascinating thing in the entire universe.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fields. But I am afraid the answer has to be no."

Govoni · 05-17-2015, 05:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

He could just BARELY hear the 'hello' over the sound of the dust settling on the small table in the seating area. Merlin, had he really been so distracted by things that he had neglected to clean the Astronomy Tower? Maybe he did need to start allowing the house elves to clean up here...

"Oh yes, the star project," he said with a glazed over twinkle in his eyes. Sweet solstice that had seemed like ages ago. That...and having a crying Miss Cambridge in his office acting completely irrational over an inanimate object. "Certainly. I'll put on some tea," he nodded, stepping to the side and holding the door open for the seventh year to pass. "As long as you refrain from calling me 'sir' again."

Oh, good. He hadn't researched faulty material. Flamsteed was acknowledging the 'star project's' existence.

"Yes, thank you, si-...Professor." The Ravenclaw colored brightly as he shuffled into the office. Sir was such a comforting...universal term...and now that Gabe was being specifically told NOT to say it, it was going to be that much more difficult. The power of the subconscious. It was sorta like telling someone NOT to look at a thing. 9 out of 10 would then definitely LOOK at said thing.

Gabe didn't seat himself...but did take a gander at his surroundings. It was new territory as he hadn't been in this particular office before. So, the curiosity was strong. What did space enthusiasts keep in their private offices? It was intriguing to consider...as collections could say a lot about a person...

sweetpinkpixie · 05-17-2015, 11:14 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Govoni

Oh, good. He hadn't researched faulty material. Flamsteed was acknowledging the 'star project's' existence.

"Yes, thank you, si-...Professor." The Ravenclaw colored brightly as he shuffled into the office. Sir was such a comforting...universal term...and now that Gabe was being specifically told NOT to say it, it was going to be that much more difficult. The power of the subconscious. It was sorta like telling someone NOT to look at a thing. 9 out of 10 would then definitely LOOK at said thing.

Gabe didn't seat himself...but did take a gander at his surroundings. It was new territory as he hadn't been in this particular office before. So, the curiosity was strong. What did space enthusiasts keep in their private offices? It was intriguing to consider...as collections could say a lot about a person...

Thinking nothing of the internal struggles going through the Ravenclaw's mind about the word 'sir' - primarily because he was not a legilimens - the professor closed the door behind him and, with a wave of his wand, made his tea kettle ready itself.

"Have a seat, Mr. Banner," he offered, casually gesturing towards the empty seat opposite his at his desk. "...and tell me, how do you take your tea?"

Or would it be no tea? If so...hopefully the prefect would not mind if he had himself a cup.

Strolling to his desk, he gave both Pebbles and Boulder affectionate pats before going through one of the drawers on his desk.

JustAlice · 05-17-2015, 11:24 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Obviously avoiding eye contact now, Airey busied himself with observing the way his tea sloshed around in his cup with he moved it slowly back and forth on his desk with his index fingers. He didn't even dare reach for the marshmallows because that may risk catching the way Miss Fields was looking with his stellar peripheral vision.

Derbyshire. The man did his best not to wince. He knew the general location, having been there once for an astronomer's brunch of sorts, and it only made her situation more difficult.

"I truly wish I could do more, Miss Fields," he said slowly and cautiously after several tense moments. Seriously, he did. He could just FEEL those tear ducts working over there across from him. "I understand how difficult it can be being away from home and family during special occasions such as this," sort of. He hadn't ever really had any emotional attachment to these sorts of things really. Save for astronomical events and important 'dates' in science fiction. Like when the Vulcans had landed on April 5, 2063. He had been absolutely gutted that no one else wanted to make the journey with him to Bozeman, Montana. Which was really nothing like what the first year was experiencing right now...but it was the closest thing he had to go on. "...but I am afraid the circumstances this year are .... just ... too ... difficult."

There was a LOOOOOOOOONG pause as he looked at the surface of his desk as though the sleek wood was the most fascinating thing in the entire universe.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fields. But I am afraid the answer has to be no."

.......

Rowan felt her bubble of happiness deflate, and gently set her tea cup down on the desk. She didn't even know how she was supposed to plead with him or anything... it wasn't that she always got her way - because she didn't - it was just... she'd never really wanted something so much that she couldn't have, the big stuff had always been right there for her. So this was a new feeling. And not a nice one.

She was quiet for a long moment, mainly because she thought that if she tried to beg or something she might cry, then she slid off the chair. "...thanks for the tea, professor..." she said quietly. "I should go and... do my homework..." She probably wasn't going to, but it seemed like something to say just so she could go back to her dorm or something. Maybe she'd go and collect some feathers outside - she was going to need to start making a mask if she had to celebrate on her own...

Oh, look, there were the tears. Only a couple, but they were there... it was the thought of being on her own for one of the most important days of her year that had done it. She wiped them away with a little frown. "I'll see you in class.."

And then she scarpered.

Symphora · 05-17-2015, 02:14 PM

SPOILER!!: Professor Pet Rocks!

Henric wasn't in the mood for tea and most certainly not looking forward to awkward conversations with Professor Flamsteed. He opted for the second please...hoping there would be a third option available, suggested by him? Hmm..nope...fat chance.

"Umm..thank you for your kind offer, Professor...but if I may be so blunt, Sir...uh..I mean..professor...why did you send me here? Am I being punished?...I really am sorry, it wasn't meant to be directed towards Pebbles or any of your fine collection of pet rocks,it was not at all like that...I apologise again for not minding my words carefully...it will not happen again," Henric plead his case.

Henric noticed the professor had been constantly looking for something in his drawers. What was he looking for?
"Umm professor, are you looking for something?" he asked politely.

Govoni · 05-17-2015, 03:00 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Thinking nothing of the internal struggles going through the Ravenclaw's mind about the word 'sir' - primarily because he was not a legilimens - the professor closed the door behind him and, with a wave of his wand, made his tea kettle ready itself.

"Have a seat, Mr. Banner," he offered, casually gesturing towards the empty seat opposite his at his desk. "...and tell me, how do you take your tea?"

Or would it be no tea? If so...hopefully the prefect would not mind if he had himself a cup.

Strolling to his desk, he gave both Pebbles and Boulder affectionate pats before going through one of the drawers on his desk.

.

.

"Do you have any pumpkin spice,...Professor?" Gabe had caught himself. Yes, this was going to be difficult. "...and if so, with two sugars and a heavy drop of cream, please." He took his a bit sweeter than what might've been normal. If you blended and the layered the ingredients just right, it was like drinking a pumpkin pastie. Very, very good.

Also, he seated himself, still looking around...but not missing the 'rock patting'. That was a little strange...but Gabe wasn't going to say a word. Eccentric. Flamsteed was eccentric. That was all.

In fact, he was just going to stare at his lap...in case he'd made a weird face. Gabe most definitely didn't want to offend the man. O.O

sweetpinkpixie · 05-17-2015, 11:56 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

.......

Rowan felt her bubble of happiness deflate, and gently set her tea cup down on the desk. She didn't even know how she was supposed to plead with him or anything... it wasn't that she always got her way - because she didn't - it was just... she'd never really wanted something so much that she couldn't have, the big stuff had always been right there for her. So this was a new feeling. And not a nice one.

She was quiet for a long moment, mainly because she thought that if she tried to beg or something she might cry, then she slid off the chair. "...thanks for the tea, professor..." she said quietly. "I should go and... do my homework..." She probably wasn't going to, but it seemed like something to say just so she could go back to her dorm or something. Maybe she'd go and collect some feathers outside - she was going to need to start making a mask if she had to celebrate on her own...

Oh, look, there were the tears. Only a couple, but they were there... it was the thought of being on her own for one of the most important days of her year that had done it. She wiped them away with a little frown. "I'll see you in class.."

And then she scarpered.

Sweet solstice.

SWEET SOLSTICE WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, FLAMSTEED?!

Happening to look up when he heard the sound of her cup being set down upon his desk, there was no way for him to miss the way her eyes glistened when the light caught them a certain way. Those were...yup...that's precisely what those were.

Feeling like sinking down into his seat, if only to give himself more distance between the tears and himself, he nodded his head once and watched as the Gryffndor left. Still wishing, against his professional judgement, that there was something more he could do.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Symphora

Henric wasn't in the mood for tea and most certainly not looking forward to awkward conversations with Professor Flamsteed. He opted for the second please...hoping there would be a third option available, suggested by him? Hmm..nope...fat chance.

"Umm..thank you for your kind offer, Professor...but if I may be so blunt, Sir...uh..I mean..professor...why did you send me here? Am I being punished?...I really am sorry, it wasn't meant to be directed towards Pebbles or any of your fine collection of pet rocks,it was not at all like that...I apologise again for not minding my words carefully...it will not happen again," Henric plead his case.

Henric noticed the professor had been constantly looking for something in his drawers. What was he looking for?
"Umm professor, are you looking for something?" he asked politely.

It had almost been a rhetorical question - although the man really DID want a spot of tea - he found what he was looking for while really only paying half attention to the Hufflepuff's apology. Not because he did not care to hear repeated words, but because his attention was now on fastening Pebbles pink leash around her rocky frame.

"Found it," he grinned, moving on to Boulder who received a bright purple leash. Strapping the rock in, he turned and handed the lead to the Hufflepuff.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Govoni

.

.

"Do you have any pumpkin spice,...Professor?" Gabe had caught himself. Yes, this was going to be difficult. "...and if so, with two sugars and a heavy drop of cream, please." He took his a bit sweeter than what might've been normal. If you blended and the layered the ingredients just right, it was like drinking a pumpkin pastie. Very, very good.

Also, he seated himself, still looking around...but not missing the 'rock patting'. That was a little strange...but Gabe wasn't going to say a word. Eccentric. Flamsteed was eccentric. That was all.

In fact, he was just going to stare at his lap...in case he'd made a weird face. Gabe most definitely didn't want to offend the man. O.O

Pumpkin spice? Surely he had some of that somewhere....AHA!

Grinning from ear to ear as he showed the prefect the tea bag before dipping it into a cup of hot water to steep. He, on the other hand, would be having his usual blend of Earl Grey.

"So, what about the star project would you like to know, Mr. Banner?" he asked, pulling a few files from his desk and setting them on his desk behind the pillow where Boulder and Pebbles lay resting.

itsjustjesse · 05-18-2015, 12:38 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: Puck & Airey

Zander only looked like a bundle of nerves because he WAS a bundle of nerves. Of course he knew they got off easy last term, with only that ~~horrifying~~ detention and a talking to by both Professor Q and the headmistress. But their Head of House didn't really say all too much about the incident as a whole... So it was only time that this happened. Zander just wished they could've gotten it over with last term when he was expecting everything. This came as a surprise. Like a ticking time-bomb that was sent to his home via owl.

And then Puck starting speaking and it really through the sixth year off into a mess of confusion. Talk of one of them getting debadged? Huh? "They can't take it away from one of us. I won't let--" And then the door opened. And Zander was left with wide eyes staring straight into the office. Uh oh. Couldn't there have been a warning or something?

He didn't even have time to think when Professor Flamsteed literally COMMANDED them to get inside. Oh. Sir, yes sir. He said a quick "Hello, Professor," as he shuffled his way inside. He'd wait to be asked to be seated or something he wasn't quite sure what the protocol was on this "being in trouble thing". And though it wasn't flat out stated that he was in trouble.... Their Head of House was being uncharacteristically firm with them, so Zander could only assume.

Shifting on her feet seemed like the best thing to do as she stared up at Professor Flamsteed and his office. This was the point of no return, she knew that. It wasn’t ever in question. Casting a backward glance at the seating area behind her she just strode into the office.

“Hello Professor Flamsteed,” she smiled kindly. It probably wasn’t the best reaction but it always happened. Whenever something seemed to be in her way especially authority figures she would hold herself more firmly. Almost elongating her back as she stood.

“I really enjoyed the water slide party,” she informed her tone more monotone than she had intended it to be.

Hera · 05-18-2015, 08:18 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Glancing over his shoulder at the display on his desk - a reenactment of a scene from one of his favorite iconic episodes entitled "Mirror, Mirror" - he swallowed and turned back towards the first year. "Ceeeeeeeertainly," he said, his voice not entirely convincing but just enough so. "Step right in and, ahem, um....don't touch anything on my desk."

He felt as though he was interrupting something, but, if there was nobody in the mans office then what exactly was he interrupting? Was it like.. marking stuff? Owing parents?.... .... .... He wouldn't owl Emily for anything, would he? WOULD HE? Zeke swept this thought aside and stepped right in when given the go-ahead.

How very inviting of the man.

And... don't touch anything on his desk?

Approaching the desk, Zeke noticed there were toys on it. Figurine toys. What Professor Airey doing with them exactly?

Figuring it was safest not to ask, Zeke seated himself on the armchair opposite the desk and twiddled his thumbs. "I don't want to keep you for too long, but, I need your advice on things... I kinda don't know what to do." Problems. SO many problems. This third year had them.

sweetpinkpixie · 05-18-2015, 01:19 PM

SPOILER!!: PREFECTS!

Quote:

Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: Puck & Airey

Zander only looked like a bundle of nerves because he WAS a bundle of nerves. Of course he knew they got off easy last term, with only that ~~horrifying~~ detention and a talking to by both Professor Q and the headmistress. But their Head of House didn't really say all too much about the incident as a whole... So it was only time that this happened. Zander just wished they could've gotten it over with last term when he was expecting everything. This came as a surprise. Like a ticking time-bomb that was sent to his home via owl.

And then Puck starting speaking and it really through the sixth year off into a mess of confusion. Talk of one of them getting debadged? Huh? "They can't take it away from one of us. I won't let--" And then the door opened. And Zander was left with wide eyes staring straight into the office. Uh oh. Couldn't there have been a warning or something?

He didn't even have time to think when Professor Flamsteed literally COMMANDED them to get inside. Oh. Sir, yes sir. He said a quick "Hello, Professor," as he shuffled his way inside. He'd wait to be asked to be seated or something he wasn't quite sure what the protocol was on this "being in trouble thing". And though it wasn't flat out stated that he was in trouble.... Their Head of House was being uncharacteristically firm with them, so Zander could only assume.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Optimist

Shifting on her feet seemed like the best thing to do as she stared up at Professor Flamsteed and his office. This was the point of no return, she knew that. It wasn’t ever in question. Casting a backward glance at the seating area behind her she just strode into the office.

“Hello Professor Flamsteed,” she smiled kindly. It probably wasn’t the best reaction but it always happened. Whenever something seemed to be in her way especially authority figures she would hold herself more firmly. Almost elongating her back as she stood.

“I really enjoyed the water slide party,” she informed her tone more monotone than she had intended it to be.

Holding the door open for both of them, he nodded his head to each of them as they walked by. "Hello, Mr. Adair. Miss Greyvson," he grunted in greeting before shutting the door behind them. He did not enjoy the firm act, being that he thrived in a professionally relaxed environment rather than professionally stuffy, but it was also necessary in order to make sure that the pair of them got the severity of the situation.

Only nodding his head at Miss Greyvson's compliment, he gestured towards the two chairs opposite his at his desk. "Please, take a seat," he instructed before walking around and sitting in his own chair. Once settled in, he sat up night and straight, hands folded purposefully on his desk, and cleared his throat. "...and tell me why you think I asked you to come to my office."

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hera

He felt as though he was interrupting something, but, if there was nobody in the mans office then what exactly was he interrupting? Was it like.. marking stuff? Owing parents?.... .... .... He wouldn't owl Emily for anything, would he? WOULD HE? Zeke swept this thought aside and stepped right in when given the go-ahead.

How very inviting of the man.

And... don't touch anything on his desk?

Approaching the desk, Zeke noticed there were toys on it. Figurine toys. What Professor Airey doing with them exactly?

Figuring it was safest not to ask, Zeke seated himself on the armchair opposite the desk and twiddled his thumbs. "I don't want to keep you for too long, but, I need your advice on things... I kinda don't know what to do." Problems. SO many problems. This third year had them.

Instinctively moving towards his desk, the astronomer did a sort of stutter step before doubling back and taking a seat on his sofa. Right, yes, away from the figures. Ahem.

Advice? He could most likely handle that...as long as there was no teenage angst involved.

"Alright," he nodded, placing his hands on his knees. "Lay it on me then, Mr. Zeke. What's troubling you?"

ArianaBlack · 05-18-2015, 01:51 PM

SPOILER!!: Puck and Flammy

The Gryffindor could tell something was off with his Professor, though that wasn't really in question. He could tell that something was off since he first received the letter over the summer. And something wasn't just off... Something was wrong. Zander ALMOST jumped when the door was shut closed, but he managed to keep relatively still before walking his way over to one of the seats, leaving the one on the left side for his CoPrefect.

And then that question.

It was most definitely, one hundred percently the WORST question in the entire world.

Zander DESPISED it.

'Cause either you'd get the answer wrong and the person asking gets mad because you didn't say what they wanted you to say. Or you accidentally incriminate yourself even further by laying down details that they didn't already know. Or there's the slim chance in which you get it right, but still you don't want to admit the answer 'cause 'why do you think I asked you to come to my office' is never a happy phrase to hear. So this question just set a person up for failure. It was a lose-lose-lose. And thus, Zander's least favorite of all questions.

Uh.

Zander took a moment to think about it, though he could only really come up with one answer. Well, one answer he was willing to say out loud. "Are we in trouble, sir?" Or maybe he was just going to congratulate them on their OWL scores for Astronomy? It was wishful thinking given the Professor's overall tone. The obvious answer was because clearly Professor Flamsteed was going to take their badges away and only wanted them to think they were allowed to be Prefect again. Tear them down after building them up. Evil, but genius. Though it really didn't seem like something Flamsteed would do... Or maybe he was going to congratulate them for making it through the summer? Unlikely, but the preferred situation.

Basically, Zander had no idea.

Symphora · 05-19-2015, 01:06 AM

Henric eyes widened when he was was handed Boulder's leash. Professor wanted him to hold his precious pet?! He accepted the purple leash anyway, he didn't want Professor Flamsteed thought of him as rude to Boulder too.

Henric awkwardly carried Boulder by his side. He looked back at the professor, unsure if this was the right way of holding the pet rock."Umm...professor,are you sure?"Henric asked. He wondered why Professor Flamsteed entrust him with Boulder. He felt like he was the most inexperienced one in the school and giving him one would be a bad idea. He had cared countless of animals before but a pet rock would be the first.

Hera · 05-20-2015, 11:38 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Instinctively moving towards his desk, the astronomer did a sort of stutter step before doubling back and taking a seat on his sofa. Right, yes, away from the figures. Ahem.

Advice? He could most likely handle that...as long as there was no teenage angst involved.

"Alright," he nodded, placing his hands on his knees. "Lay it on me then, Mr. Zeke. What's troubling you?"

... this was weird, right? It wasn't just him?

Zeke would have fixated on that and demanded to know WHAT was going on - though he suspected the toys had something to do with it. Alas, he was here with genuine concerns.

When prompted to 'lay it on him', Zeke inhaled a breath and nodded. Here it went.

"Professor, I think I'm in trouble already and I don't know what I did." Yes, big problem, and really, he didn't know WHY he'd lost his strike. It seemed a stupid thing to lose for asking about it, so he figured that wasn't the case. "Professor Sabel... er... Dakest," he corrected, though he DID have permission to call the man by his first name. "He has a rule about people having two strikes, but, that rule doesn't apply to me, I only have one.... why?" Yes, WHY PROFESSOR AIREY?! WHAT WAS THIS SO CALLED POLICY ON STRIKES?!

And this was just the tip of the iceberg, as a third year he had MANY issues and concerns... this was going to be a long meeting, even if he only promised a short one. Whoops?

itsjustjesse · 05-21-2015, 11:51 PM

SPOILER!!: FLANDER (Jesse is being weird okay?) Prof & Zander

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

SPOILER!!: PREFECTS!

Holding the door open for both of them, he nodded his head to each of them as they walked by. "Hello, Mr. Adair. Miss Greyvson," he grunted in greeting before shutting the door behind them. He did not enjoy the firm act, being that he thrived in a professionally relaxed environment rather than professionally stuffy, but it was also necessary in order to make sure that the pair of them got the severity of the situation.

Only nodding his head at Miss Greyvson's compliment, he gestured towards the two chairs opposite his at his desk. "Please, take a seat," he instructed before walking around and sitting in his own chair. Once settled in, he sat up night and straight, hands folded purposefully on his desk, and cleared his throat. "...and tell me why you think I asked you to come to my office."

Instinctively moving towards his desk, the astronomer did a sort of stutter step before doubling back and taking a seat on his sofa. Right, yes, away from the figures. Ahem.

Advice? He could most likely handle that...as long as there was no teenage angst involved.

"Alright," he nodded, placing his hands on his knees. "Lay it on me then, Mr. Zeke. What's troubling you?"

Quote:

Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: Puck and Flammy

The Gryffindor could tell something was off with his Professor, though that wasn't really in question. He could tell that something was off since he first received the letter over the summer. And something wasn't just off... Something was wrong. Zander ALMOST jumped when the door was shut closed, but he managed to keep relatively still before walking his way over to one of the seats, leaving the one on the left side for his CoPrefect.

And then that question.

It was most definitely, one hundred percently the WORST question in the entire world.

Zander DESPISED it.

'Cause either you'd get the answer wrong and the person asking gets mad because you didn't say what they wanted you to say. Or you accidentally incriminate yourself even further by laying down details that they didn't already know. Or there's the slim chance in which you get it right, but still you don't want to admit the answer 'cause 'why do you think I asked you to come to my office' is never a happy phrase to hear. So this question just set a person up for failure. It was a lose-lose-lose. And thus, Zander's least favorite of all questions.

Uh.

Zander took a moment to think about it, though he could only really come up with one answer. Well, one answer he was willing to say out loud. "Are we in trouble, sir?" Or maybe he was just going to congratulate them on their OWL scores for Astronomy? It was wishful thinking given the Professor's overall tone. The obvious answer was because clearly Professor Flamsteed was going to take their badges away and only wanted them to think they were allowed to be Prefect again. Tear them down after building them up. Evil, but genius. Though it really didn't seem like something Flamsteed would do... Or maybe he was going to congratulate them for making it through the summer? Unlikely, but the preferred situation.

Basically, Zander had no idea.

Puck sidled her way past Professor Flamsteed and gave him a nod as she made her way into the room. “Did you have a nice Summer Professor Flamsteed?” She asked kindly, as well, maybe that would help with her situation from last term?

Obviously they weren’t losing their badges…because they hadn’t done anything at all the term in order to get into trouble. Heck, she’d been nothing but helpful to the first years all the way from the train to the party in the common room. Still, now as she took a seat at one of the empty chairs in the room across from Professor Flamsteed’s desk she just quietly reminded herself to breath.

When he asked why they were in his office she just looked over to Zander. Puck just felt her eyes widen in slight shock as she heard Zander ask if they were in trouble. “Professor, did you ask us here so that we can fix the issues we had last year in our leadership methods?” She asked sitting up as confidently as possible. “Because if that is the case I would like to hear your input and also I have ideas on some…things we can do with the younger gryffindors as a means of Spirit building.” She was trying to act as kind as possible.

“However…Professor, if Zander is correct and we are in trouble I would simply ask that he keeps his badge and would forfeit mine in order for this to happen.” She admitted in all earnest.

Latest Site Notices

Latest Harry Potter News

Latest FanFics

Latest Forum Posts

Latest Games

Hogwarts RPG

Wizarding World RPG

Members