Faculty Lounge

[Pale Mist]

Herbologist/Potioneer
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Hess stood just in front of the familiar History of Magic classroom door, right hand fisted and knuckles just an inch away from the wood. Breath hitched in his throat just as his thoughts hitched in his brain. He was not certain how accurate the whispers of his fellow professors - let alone the buzz in the hallways - was, but he strangely hoped the story he had heard about the large outburst and chaos that had ensued was exaggerated.
Yet the man knew, that in case whether grand or small in comparison to what was being said, a stress was definitely settling on the teacher he hoped to find inside. The man was knew, Hess remembered, as if he was within he hoped he could ease the wariness he expected to find.
Finally taking a breath and knocking on the old wood of the door, he peeked his head inside with a whispered, " Sorry to intrude," finding to his delight the very professor he was searching for.
When the man raised his head from his folded arms and met Hess' steel gaze, the Herbologist offered a warm and soft smile. "Mind if I come in?" he asked, hand still tentatively lingering on the doorknob.

{ooc: i hope you do not mind me intruding! i thought it would be a fun opportunity for the profs to get to know each other. if you did not want interact i am more than ready to delete!}

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[Pale Mist]

Herbologist/Potioneer
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The bearded man took the invitation with a knowing smile and entered the empty room more fully. The place seemed to harbour no clear signs of the whispers the halls just outside were spreading, but magic had always been able to wipe most messes clean. Hess approached the desk more closely, taking in the younger man's appearance with more detail before speaking in retort. "I suppose that means I can take the rumours for truth?" he asked with a generous dose of soft humour in his voice to keep the atmosphere between them light. "Here," he said after a thoughtful pause, "Let me take you down to Hogsmeade. Better chance of finding anything there."
He swiped his and over his shoulder in gesture for the two of them to join company and leave the room. Eyes alight already as he moved to make both their way to the small village - and the Three Broomsticks specifically.

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[AJKline]

Wizard Law

Kendrick dropped into a chair in the staffroom, letting his bag fall to the ground beside him. An entire class, all failing to show up!? He wondered if this was unprecedented. There were only two students on the roster, but that said... Both of them had skipped class entirely, and he had no idea where they were or where to find them.

He pulled out a book, but couldn't concentrate. An entire class had blown him off. Kendrick was upset, and somehow wondering if he had any right to be.

It's two people... but at the same time. Sick? Still at home? Maybe they haven't arrived yet? But they're third years, they know the drill by now. None of the heads of houses contacted me, the nurse hasn't said a word, I haven't even met the kids, no one informed me that they'd be gone... Damn it, this isn't right!

 

[AJKline]

Wizard Law

Kendrick had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed anyone come in. When someone suddenly poked him, he flailed madly, leaping from his chair and whipping out his wand, pointing it in his assailant's face. Why, he wasn't entirely sure.

"WHAT— who— oh. My... I apologize," Kendrick said, not even bothering to justify his actions. He was in an overreact-y mood already, there was no need to compound his frustration by alienating his fellow professors. His shoulders drooped again as he pocketed his wand. This was just not his day.

"Please, don't do that again. Ever. I'm in no mood to cheer up," he grumbled, sitting back down in his chair. He put on his bravest, least stressed face and attempted a smile. "I don't believe we've met. Kendrick Gavin, wizard law professor. Who might you be?"

 

[AJKline]

Wizard Law

Kendrick sighed. What a strange man. "I truly didn't mean to frighten you. You must understand, I'm in a bit of a mood right now." He looked Cinq over, pulling up another chair for him. "Substitute flier, hm? Picked out any favorites for the Quidditch Cup yet?"

He sat back, thinking. He really hadn't had time to meet many other professors. As the year wore on, he supposed, he'd meet the rest. "Out of curiosity, what made you decide to take up Ghost and Ghoul studies?" Kendrick asked. "It's a bit of a niche topic. Do you expect a lot of students next term?"

 

[AJKline]

Wizard Law

Kendrick listened intently. He hadn't been on the Ravenclaw team during his time at Hogwarts, but Quidditch was the only thing at which Kendrick allowed himself to be competitive. "Well. Here's hoping we have a good season this year, then."

At Cinq's question, Kendrick gave a hollow laugh. "Yes. I teach Wizard Law to those students that show up to class," he said bitterly. Preempting any confusion, he added, "My entire third year class has blown me off. I spent ten minutes this afternoon lecturing an empty chamber before I realized what I was doing."

While it wasn't lying, Kendrick did feel like it was exaggerating a bit. The third year class did only have two students. But both of them had failed to turn up to class! The fresh wound resurfacing in his mind, Kendrick's face gave way to a frown. "I don't know if they're sick, missing, or just cutting class, and I'm frankly not sure which of the three upsets me more." Frown still firmly etched in place, he looked back at Cinq. "I know I'm probably overreacting, but for my first time teaching, I had been rather excited. Surely you understand why I'm upset?"

 

[AJKline]

Wizard Law

Kendrick shook his head. "I wouldn't know what the past seasons have been like. I loved Quidditch as a boy, but fell out with it after I took up law. The Wizengamot doesn't leave much time to pursue other things."

Cinq coughed oddly, causing Kendrick's frown of anger to change to one of confusion. When Cinq professed a desire to stretch his face, Kendrick's expression turned completely to disbelief. Honestly, he wouldn't put it past this strangely behaved man to make good on his word. And, also honestly, he wasn't fond of people touching him.

As he was in no mood to smile, Kendrick settled for his neutral, courtroom poker face. "I do hope they turn up eventually," Kendrick said. "And I would like to hope that the heads of houses or the nurse would inform me if something had gone wrong and they were unable to attend. I have such a year planned for them..."

Snapping himself out of it, he cast around for some other, safer question to ask. "So, ah, Cinq. May I ask about your name? It's quite intriguing."