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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 12:44 pm
  Wizard LawFormer RavenclawKendrick wandered the the staff table, book in hand. He wasn't fond of social events, and tended to avoid the Great Hall whenever possible. That said, though, he figured it would be best to at least attend the opening feast. It was only his second year teaching, he was still learning the ways of the staff. He took a seat and poured himself a goblet of pumpkin juice, still engrossed in his book.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 1:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 1:47 pm
 Cinq Moreau  Ghost and Ghouls Study Professor Flying Substitute Professor Former Hufflepuff ╔════════════════════════════════════╗
As the Great Hall filled up, the liveliness of the grand room increased. So many new students he would teach Flying to! And hopefully, there would be no incidents this year. It was Cinq's personal goal to end the year without one incident. So many old students too. He remembered every second year who was just learning how to mount a broom as a firstie. So many memories.
And so many new professors too. So far, he could only name a couple. Suddenly out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted Kendrick Gavin, the professor of Wizard Law! He happily tiptoed to the serious and quiet professor and yelled into his ear, "Kenny! I thought you were eaten by vicious books or something."
╚════════════════════════════════════╝ "You haven't seen a tree until you've seen its shadow from the sky."
~Amelia Earhart
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 2:36 pm
Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Great Hall // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // Regret Owens & other professorsCURRENTLY FEELING // NervousCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I hope the sorting starts soon...'═════════════════════════════════ 
Just like before, when he brought her hand to his lips, Amata blushed scarlet. There was something so wonderfully old-fashioned about him. "So, I take it you enjoy reading?" She posed it like it was a question, but there was a light, teasing tone to her voice. He seemed quite preoccupied with reading, more so than most people. More so than herself, even, and her favorite activity was to curl up by a warm fire with a book to read. But, he was here, with a book, and had spent all of summer at the bookstore... which, if she wasn't mistaken, was where he'd been heading when they'd met. She wondered if he was doing it as a hobby, or if there was something more to it. "The rooms here are quite accommodating, aren't they? I have a lovely view of the lake from my window." That was actually how she'd discovered that she was late... the voices of the first years had drifted up to her window, and she'd realized that the feast would start soon.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 4:29 pm
Mood: Excited
Location: Staff table
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Legilimency teacher/ Wearing/Half-blood/ Former Hufflepuff “Truthfully, yes I’m very nervous. I keep looking over my lesson plans and they never seem entirely right, ” Allen replied. He didn’t feel very prepared for what was yet to come in the school year, but the other staff members seemed friendly enough. He was sure that he’d get all the help he needed, but still he feared not knowing ho to teach this subject even though he was well versed in it.
He eyed the other professors who seemed to be having conversations of their own though it seemed that some of them weren’t quiet enjoying themselves. It was a pity really, feast could be really fun if you were open to other people.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 7:20 pm
Regret ☂ Owens
Divinations Professor
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"Well..." Regret trailed off. He did enjoy reading, but he was more concerned about the knowledge. Time flew by just like when reading was his favorite hobby, but this was different. It felt like the weight of his entire world was put upon his shoulders, suffocating him, slowly killing him. Who would help him out under the boulder, he wondered. No one. "I enjoy learning knew knowledge. I can't get enough of it," he truthfully answered.
"Yes indeed," Regret agreed. "My faces the Forbidden Forest though. I wonder if I could catch a glimpse of the mysterious creatures who live in those woods..." The forest was dense and many different species lived in the thick woods. Perhaps being so close to the forest, he could go venture into it alone someday...
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 7:29 pm
Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Great Hall // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // Regret Owens & other professorsCURRENTLY FEELING // RelaxedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I hope the sorting starts soon...'═════════════════════════════════
Amata nodded in agreement. "I can completely understand that. You should see my home. Books, everywhere, except when I have guests... so I guess you wouldn't see it after all!" She took another sip, feeling much more at ease. At his comment about his own view, she smiled happily, with a small sigh. She'd loved the forest when she'd attended. She'd gotten in trouble quite a few times for attempting to venture into it. And she'd managed without getting caught a few times more. She'd never gone very deep, never into the real heart of the forest, but she'd been far enough to know that it held more secrets than anyone could imagine. "I'm sure that's a lovely view! Although, I'm not sure I would count on seeing any of the forest's inhabitants. They tend to keep to their homes. Not many venture close enough to the forest's edge to be seen from the castle." She'd met a few of the centaurs that lived in the forest; they'd told her that they didn't feel like they were safe, venturing so close to the wizarding folk who inhabited the castle. If he wanted to see the creatures, he'd have to go to them. She made a note of that; maybe she could take him in sometime. It'd be an interesting experience.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 7:56 pm
Regret ☂ Owens
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"Your home sounds like a library," he commented. Regret was slightly jealous that she had so many books at her disposal. He wanted to ask if she had any books on the topics he was interested in, but surely, it would just bring more attention to himself. Or worse, be questioned thoroughly about his intentions. After all, the wizarding world was still healing the scar gained through the Second Wizarding War, even though dozens years had already passed.
"That's true," he said, slightly disappointed. Many creatures were wary of the presence of wizards and witches. They have no point in exiting the safety... or camouflage of the forest. But since some creatures hold peculiar powers, Regret really wanted to get to know the unknown. Perhaps one of the species would be the key to his questions. "I'd love to explore the forest more." Even though he already ventured through the foliage, there were still giant hunks of it he was a stranger to.
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ℰndure through the pain, to be rewarded with a gain.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:06 pm
Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Great Hall // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // Regret Owens & other professorsCURRENTLY FEELING // RelaxedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I hope the sorting starts soon...'═════════════════════════════════
Amata laughed a little at his assessment. "It's more like a library's back room, really. They're not organized in the least. Stacks and stacks everywhere, and they are in whatever place it's convenient to set them when I'm done with them. And whenever I have company, I just move them all to a room my company won't see. Usually the bedroom." Her father had been ragging on her all her life to organize her things, and he'd even built her countless bookshelves to help her store her books. But, they never seemed to end up there. Rather, the books were stacked left and right, and she used the shelves to showcase trinkets she bought at the market. Her father had never understood; but her mother had, of course. It was part of why she'd gotten away with her bad habit as a child; whenever her father had started to scold her, she'd simply pointed out that her mother had left a book laying somewhere, too.
His disappointment at the low possibility of seeing a magical creature tugged at Amata, so she leaned her head in, whispering conspiratorially. "You know, I was quite the trouble maker in school... got caught sneaking off grounds... into the forest... all the time. I know my way around the forest, at least a couple miles into where it borders the school grounds. I might be able to show you around." She kept her voice low, not sure of the school's policy on teachers treading the forest. It seemed like a wonderful idea; perhaps they could make a picnic out of it one day. She could go into the kitchen as well, and pack a basket. Maybe make a day of it one weekend, before the weather got bad.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:34 pm
Regret ☂ Owens
Divinations Professor
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Regret could picture it; A maze made from books. Winding paths that lead to various titles and authors, not necessarily in any categories. The smell of paper and knowledge everywhere. The disorder signified to Regret that the books were actually read and used, rather than simply put on a self as some kind of decoration. The more beaten a book was, the more it shows to a lurking reader that it was passed from stranger to stranger, that it enlightened a number of bookworms. "If you were asked to find a certain book, could you find it again?" he asked, curious.
"Really?" Regret beamed. A chance to get to know the forest, and perhaps find his answers! Yes! "Do show me around!"
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ℰndure through the pain, to be rewarded with a gain.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 9:59 pm
Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Great Hall // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // Regret Owens & other professorsCURRENTLY FEELING // RelaxedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I hope the sorting starts soon...'═════════════════════════════════
Amata nodded in answer to his inquiry about finding a book in her mess. "I have an excellent memory for details like that. Which is great, because I'm terribly scatterbrained. I may forget something when I leave the house, but I promise you that, if you asked me where it was, I could close my eyes, and see my home, and point out exactly where it is." She closed her eyes then, thinking about her living room. "For instance, I can tell you that I left my newest copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard at home, in my living room, on my coffee table, towards the left upper corner. It's sitting at an angle, on top of a napkin." She shook her head at herself. "I bought that copy specifically to use in teaching lessons, to have a fresh page to make notes on when the students asked questions or made observations. And yet, I managed to leave it at home." She supposed she should be thankful he'd brought the subject up; she'd been trying to figure out what she'd left at home all day. She'd been sure it was something important.
She sighed a little, then smiled. "But, of course I would love to show you around the forest... what bit of it I know. And, I did graduate years ago, so some things may have changed. But, overall, I think I should be able to give you a simple tour. She wouldn't mention that she knew exactly where to go to find a certain centaur; she'd save that for their trip.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:10 pm
Wizard LawFormer RavenclawFlailing wildly, Kendrick dropped his book and nearly upset his goblet. "Wha—Cinq!" Kendrick laughed, clapping the young man on the back. "For a while there, I very nearly was. Thank you for saving me. How was your summer?" he asked, pulling up a chair next to him. "Ghosts and Ghouls this year, or back to flying?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 12:27 am
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--------◢Can you hear the Love◣
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Lukas smiled at the blonde and admittedly attractive new professor. "Hello, I see you were talking to my nephew downj at Hufflepuff table." said the healing professor. I wonder what it was about? he wondered as he smiled at her. "I'm Lukas Brighton, Healing Professor and Assistant Nurse." he introduced himself.
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◢Will I hear the Love◣--------
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 12:37 am
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