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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 5:29 pm
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Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Staff Table // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // The StaffCURRENTLY FEELING // Shocked, concernedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'She just... she just hired him! No interview or background check or anything! What if... what if he's dangerous?!'═════════════════════════════════
Amata was leaning her head in her hand, her elbow propping it up on the table, not speaking, barely sipping at her drink, still in a rather sour mood. She didn't think she had any students... and without Regret around, how would she spend her time? She was rather depressed. The man had gone mad, almost killed two students... but she still missed him. He'd been so understanding, and so supportive of her, making her feel infinitely better about only having one student this term. Now she didn't think she had any, and there was no one there to comfort her. Had her lesson been offered while she was in school, she'd have jumped at the opportunity to take it. But, it seemed she was alone in that regard. She sighed, and then her attention was drawn to a strange man, entering the Great Hall. She listened to the exchange between him and the Headmistress, noting his smooth talking and her flirting. She shook her head lightly at the two of them, but then an alarm sounded in her mind. The Headmistress had just hired him on as a caretaker! There had been no interview, no background check, nothing to ensure that the man was suitable for children to be near. And there was something strange about him... she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something about him was off. And the Headmistress had just hired him, on the spot. Amata barely bit back her concerns, not wanting to cause a scene. But... it was terribly unsafe for the Headmistress to do something so rashly. Amata wasn't one to question anyone's wisdom, but it seemed to her that, given what had happened with Regret last year, perhaps the should be a bit more careful with who was hired at the school? This man could be as bad as, if not worse than, her own ill-fated friend. She sighed, her brow furrowing in agitation. She rubbed her forehead gently, and bit her lip. This could be awful...
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:02 pm
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✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
☾Headmistress ☽
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♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡
мσσ∂ ---& {Thrilled}
❝I'm just a bad girl, that's why we get along❞
❝Won't make excuses for anything I'm doing wrong❞
❝I'll pull the trigger in a flash❞
Inari gave a true small laugh, not an easy thing to get from her. She was quite happy to have him back, he was always a fun guy and it seems his new condition had made if possible more carefree."We'll I am all for having you back, though you know the rules still I trust. Only break the ones you know I don't care about." She joked, seeing as she'd had a trouble keeping by the book herself. Doing her job once more she called for one of the house elves. Once the little creature arrived she gave it some instructions."Hoggle, could you please get Mr. Terran's living quarters ready?" Hoggle nodded and blinked away. Returning to her companion, she took another drink of her goblet.
❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:36 pm
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 ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ Jack laughed dryly, "Yes, I do remember. Some things never change," he attempted to take another bite, but found no pleasure in it. Instead, he added, "Don't kill the children is on there still, right?" Jack smiled cheekily.
It seemed like only yesterday that Jack Terran was a student wandering these very hallways. When he was first sorted as Hufflepuff. He sat in this very same room years ago. Then he found his first love: Alchemy. Even the word sent shivers down his spine. Every mixture, every compound was one step closer to the truth. To eternity. How ironic, he laughed to himself, that being an Alchemy professor had been the one step away from an eternal life. The phase right before the transformation. He came to Hogwarts as a professor of Alchemy and left. He returned with the secret of longevity, so to speak.
Boy, fate had a funny way of expressing itself.
"I can't help but feel welcome," Jack announced to his table mates and co-workers. He was not oblivious to them. Of course he noticed their wary glances and cold gazes. They did not phase him, however, "Amongst a table of strangers... the name's Jack. I used to teach here before. Well, before all of you," he smiled again, looking them each in the face. None of them were recognizable to him. All were strangers, with cold faces and colder hearts than his.
What did it take to get a warm welcome around here?
Jack looked at Inari and smirked. There was her. ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ Currently... What I'm thinking: She's like I remember
What I'm doing: Eating and introducing myself
Who I'm with: Every student and professor
Where I am: Great Hall |
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 10:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 7:16 am
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Loretta Blake
Divination Professor
Ravenclaw
When Jack addressed everyone, Loretta finally looked up. She shook her head. She really must have not been paying attention to not notice him. "Have you ever..? No. Right. Of course not." The woman stood, outstretching her hand to him. "Loretta Blake. Divination Professor here at Hogwarts... Graduated with honors. Majored in Divination... minored in Vampiric Studies..." She hoped that Jack would realize she wasn't just tooting her own horn, but she had to slip in that she understood without letting others know. Obviously the only other person who might know was the Headmistress, from her smirk on her face.
After they would shake hands, she would say: "Please know that you are most welcome here." Loretta gave him a shy smile, reaching up to tuck a bit of hair behind her ear. "If you are in need of anything, please let me know. i'll be sure to find a way to help you."
The whole time, Loretta was blushing slightly, her gaze slightly lowered. She had never felt so... shy. Damn.
"Oh, and careful. Some of the food here contains allergens... My sister and niece have a garlic allergy. i just saw her choke on the green beans." Loretta giggle a bit, a small smile forming on her face as she sat down.
Currently: Meeting Jack in the Great Hall. Outfit:Teacher's ClothesAccent:Very Welsh. Thoughts: i just met a real Vampire! Outside of class! |
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 11:35 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:22 pm
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♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ Jack shook Cinq's hand firmly, sure that the freezing hands were going to be a complaint, "Pleasure. Sorry about the cold hands... bad circulation and all," he winked at Inari, hoping she would catch on to his inside jokes.
Then another hand came forward. This one from a lovely lady named, Loretta. He shook her hand and kissed the back of it, as he always did with women, "A pleasure," Jack smiled before adding, "I wouldn't offer yourself up that easily, dear. I might take you up on that offer," he winked at her this time. Strike's signature move was tilting the head as Jack's was to winking.
When a man spoke up, the voice sounded familiar to Jack. The vampire leaned forward in his seat and squinted his eyes to look down the table. He had not been blessed with Strike's over-perfect vision. The face was familiar, too, he noted, but the name came slowly to the surface, "Hang on a minute," Jack clicked his tongue. Was it Eric? Edison? Something with an E... Jack's brain clicked, "Eldak?" he smiled, sure that the name was correct, "It has been ages! Sorry I didn't recognize you at first, mate! The years will do that to a man..." he sighed. ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ Currently... What I'm thinking: Nice to meet you... and you...
What I'm doing: Introducing myself
Who I'm with: Every student and professor
Where I am: Great Hall |
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 9:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 10:17 pm
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Amata HarloweProfessor of Mythology // Staff Table // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // The StaffCURRENTLY FEELING // Shocked, concernedCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I suppose it must be fine... although something is off about him...'═════════════════════════════════
Amata was somewhat comforted by the man's announcement that he had worked here before, but only just. She sighed. It wasn't fair to him, or anyone, really, for her to assume that he was some tragedy waiting to happen. She offered the man a nod, being to far away to offer her hand. "Pardon my... distance, Mr. Terran." Amata might not have recognized the nature of his peculiarity, but she had noticed a slight catch when he's noted how 'welcome' he felt. She was certain he'd noted the looks he'd gotten, most detached, but her own, and a couple of others, rather concerned. And she was never one to keep things to herself. She was a Gryffindor, after all, and she did believe that it was best to put everything on the table. Blunt and honest. "I'm afraid there was a... tragedy, at the end of last term, and I'm afraid the source was a member of the faculty, and one I was rather close to. I'm still a bit rattled. The Headmistresses on the spot hiring of you caught me rather off guard. I do apologize." It was the first time the willowy blonde had spoken all night, the first time she'd opened up. She made a note to herself that this depression and self pity would simply have to stop. It was out of character for her, and she didn't like it. Nor did she care for how mistrusting she'd become. She sighed a bit, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice. She would simply have to get over what had happened.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 12:03 pm
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What's it's like, to be me I'll be you.
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine.
Go inside each others mind.
Just to see what we find.
~Rebecca Rene Ayano~
Single ~ Former Ravenclaw ~ Astronomy 4 - 7 Teacher ~ Halfboold ~ Beauitiful
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Becky looked over at the new Grounds Keeper, and when he addressed himself to everyone. She smiled kindly at him. She didn't look at him or say anything till now. "I'm Rebecca Ayano." She said softly, and smiled. She looked kind. She didn't do anything else but sit there. Shadow was on her shoulder and was looking at him with her big yellow eyes, Becky looked at shadow and then looked at Jack. "Oh, and this is Shadow." She said and smiled still. Shadow lightly bowed her head, and stayed on her Mistresses shoulder.
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Look at s**t threw each other's eyes.
But don't let them say you ain't beautiful, oh.
They can all get f**ked, just stay true to you so,
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful.
KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK________________________________________________________________  ~ Shadow, Rebecca's cat~ |
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 4:15 pm
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♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ "A pleasure to meet you, Filkins," Jack nodded, then quickly added, "Oh, I haven't been around Hogwarts for some time now... I doubt many would know my name," the chipper tone in his voice faded slightly near the end.
Jack shrugged as a woman spoke up, telling him and the table about an event that Jack hadn't been around to witness, "No harm done. I'm sorry for your loss," it was brisk, and Jack was a little taken aback by how casually he seemed to view death at that moment. It was sort of off-putting, even for him. But what was he supposed to say when he would never know death like that again? He could die, but the chances were slimmed down so much, that Strike had lived two-hundred-plus years, at least. What was death to a vampire?
Pulling himself from these thoughts, he nodded at the next professor to introduce themselves, "Rebecca? A pleasure," Jack smiled again. ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♦ ♥ ♣ ♠ Currently... What I'm thinking: Nice to meet you... and you...
What I'm doing: Introducing myself
Who I'm with: Every student and professor
Where I am: Great Hall |
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 8:17 pm
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What's it's like, to be me I'll be you.
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain, you feel mine.
Go inside each others mind.
Just to see what we find.
~Rebecca Rene Ayano~
Single ~ Former Ravenclaw ~ Astronomy 4 - 7 Teacher ~ Halfboold ~ Beauitiful
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Becky smiled back at him. "If you like, you can call me Becky. It's a pleasure to meet you." She said, she didn't seem to mind on what he was, or maybe she didn't know, or maybe she didn't care, and just want to know him for who he is and not what he was.
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Look at s**t threw each other's eyes.
But don't let them say you ain't beautiful, oh.
They can all get f**ked, just stay true to you so,
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful.
KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK________________________________________________________________ ~ Shadow, Rebecca's cat~ |
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:00 pm
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