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 Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 7:38 pm
 Professor Kay— Apparition Class & Flying Class
Very well then Ayamae. Seeing as the Professor didn't want to drink the firewhisky i drowned her goblet. Oh i'm very good thanks. I say to Blac. So how have your lessons been so far? Students been behaving properly? I ask the Professor before taking a bit of some french toast covered in butter. Mmmm.. delicious.
(It's okay i understand. Oh btw what do i call you? Kalle or Blac?)
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:56 am
Ayamae re-enters the great hall, practically skipping up to the high table. "Good afternoon! It's a lovely afternoon, positively spiffing, isn't it!?" She takes her seat and grabs up a sandwich. She begins stuffing her rosy little cheeks full of food. She stops mid-chew and looks as if she's forgotten something. She nods and pulls out her flask and takes a hearty drink from it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 12:32 pm
Taking a drink of the firewhiskey that Kay offered I nearly spit the entire contents out of my mouth when Ayamae came skipping back into the Great Hall, he mood had performed a complete 180. I couldn't help but simile when she started to stuff her face with food, and the simile grew even bigger when she pulled her signature flask from her hip and took a drink. Leaning toward Ayamae I said, "Seems someone is in a much better mood, I take it that the meeting with Magnus went well."
Professor Kenneth Reynolds
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Auror
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 12:39 pm
Nerevar Telvanni
Taking a drink of the firewhiskey that Kay offered I nearly spit the entire contents out of my mouth when Ayamae came skipping back into the Great Hall, he mood had performed a complete 180. I couldn't help but simile when she started to stuff her face with food, and the simile grew even bigger when she pulled her signature flask from her hip and took a drink. Leaning toward Ayamae I said, "Seems someone is in a much better mood, I take it that the meeting with Magnus went well."
Professor Kenneth Reynolds
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Auror "Uh-I-Yeah! Went great!" Wonderful, actually, she thought.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 4:32 pm
'Ah yes,' Kalle said, 'I find that because Care Of Magical Creatures is a rather easy class, and most students are fond of animals, I do not have many troubles. Except for one girl named Antoinette... How are your classes going? Do you have any trouble students?'
{Well I wanted people to start calling me Kalle because people always spelled Blac wrong but really whichever is easier for you. In class I'm Professor Kalle though.}
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 5:08 pm
Professor Kay— Apparition Class & Flying Class
Oh tell me about it. That second year Antoinette can be a real pain the the behind. I said to Kalle with a laugh. Can you believe it? She went and told Sing that i put a tongue tying curse on her. That little.. But before i could continue i remembered that swearing was not aloud in the school so i continued eating some french toast.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 5:36 pm
Lena
Lena entered the Great Hall and headed toward Gryffindor table, where she sat down and looked at the food in front of her as she decided what she was going to eat. After piling the desired food on her plate and eating, she took out a book from her bag and started reading it silently.
Fourth Year Gryffindor
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 6:16 pm
Heart grabs some food, chewing idly and staring off into space.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 6:25 pm
Kalle laughed when she heard she was not the only professor having troubles with Antoinette. 'A little fury, that one is...' she said, taking another swig of Nettlewine from her goblet.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 6:42 pm
Her deep purple cloak waving in the air, Desiree entered the Great Hall the most discreetly as wizardly possible. It was so strange walking up to the staff table. She was still intimidated by the big chairs and the podium. Ghost didn't eat and the previous teacher didn't seem to stay long. History of Magic much ? So she sat there besides, um a teacher. She just hoped she was at the right seat. "Hello..." she muttered. Not very polite but it was weird. Not the youngest of them but hey, that's what butterflies are for.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 6:50 pm
Greatly enjoying dinner and talking happily with the other Professor's I spotted Professor Desiree our newest History of Magic teacher slowly enter the Great Hall and made her way up to the staffs table. "Hello Desiree, how has the first week back treated you?" I asked when she took a seat at the table.
Professor Kenneth Reynolds
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Auror
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 7:28 pm
She stopped picking at her potatoes, looking at the person who talked to her. "Oh, hi Kenneth. I'm glad actually ! I thought it was going to be nerve-wrecking... And it sure did." she finished that with a grin. "But the students are nice, they listen. Don't have much to say about them since they're pretty great. How about you ? Adjusting to your new status I heard ?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:56 pm
Professor Volkova took her seat at the head table and scanned the room. Many of the students in front of her were her classmates just months ago. She smirked. It wasn't such a drastic change, she thought. I was just as arrogant as a student. Callysto held her head high, she felt regal in her new teaching robes and she was certain she looked it. She wore traditional black teaching robes though the collar and cuffs were adorned with intricate green and silver patterns, to signify her position as Head of Slytherin house. After several minutes of that she grew bored and slumped slightly in her seat. She suddenly wished to join her friends at the Slytherin table.
A pointed ear gave a twitch and long slender fingers tapped impatiently on the wooden table. What to do? What to do? Callysto smirked when the idea hit her. She fished around in her robes for her flask, now that she was a professor she would no longer get in trouble for her drinking habit. The languages professor brought the flask to her lips and prepared for the burn of the firewhiskey but it never came. She shook the flask and a drop of the liquid fell to her tongue. She sighed, disappointed and scanned the tabletop. Just a little something to lighten the mood. She didn't want much.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:58 pm
Ayamae downs a goblet of wine and then stands up. "I'm going to head off to the common room now. Must rally the Ravenclaws. Got another house cup to win." She winked at the other heads-of-house with a hint of challenge behind her eyes and departed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 11:23 pm
"Not this year Ayamae!" Callysto called after the potions master and Ravenclaw head. She'd whip those Slytherin's into shape, even if she had to...whip them into shape. Her eyes landed upon a pitcher of red wine near the center of the table. Professor Volkvoa filled up her goblet with a more-than-decent amount of the alcohol and grinned deviously. "Hello pet," she spoke to her wine and took a sip. The sip then turned into a good chug. Callysto set the goblet down and sighed contentedly. She licked her lips, savoring each drop of the dark liquid.
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