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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:48 pm
Professor of Alchemy..............Ravenclaw"The cycle of life only goes one direction, not even alchemy can change that." ╔══════════════╗ Location: The Staff Table Thoughts: Allyosh- Alash- Aloo- er, ugh. McCrae it is. ╚══════════════╝
A lethargic smile crept upon his face, and to be honest, he wasn't even sure why. The stark colors popped against the grand architectural scheme of the building, he couldn't help but notice it, and the laughter.. there was no ignoring that. Still, he missed it, he truly did, but in the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder what he had stumbled upon in Spain to have landed him here, in Great Britain.
"I'll be instructing alchemy," Angel replied as he turned to face Alyosha once more, it wouldn't hurt to make a friend or two, in any case. "I'm not sure how many students will be the enthused with the subject though.." The more the rich copper toned latino spoke, the easier it was to notice the hispanic drawl on his English tongue.
"What about you?" By now, his attention gently veered back towards the students. Hell, perhaps he'd come to like himself as a professor, the other alchemists had scoffed him for his age, and this would give him the time he needed to understand the book he had found.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:04 pm
M i r a S i n c l a i r "Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known." "That's nice to hear." Mira replied, soft smile falling into a shy, demure one as he softly kissed the back of her slender hand. He broke the contact, so that she could move about freely. The brunette sat down next to her love, turning her attention instantly to him. This Summer had been like the last, filled with work and Rian-less. Though her art, and tending to her family, had taken most of her time, there would moments, whilst cooking or painting, that she'd stop just to recall the precious memories she had of him or the random things about him. That grin. His disheveled hair. His soft, and sweet words delivered in that lovely brogue. Their walks about the grounds...
Rian questioned her about her Summer, to which she replied. "Busy once again... My uncle is no longer sick, so that was a relief." A different smile pulled onto her lips, one strangely not induced by the redhead for once. Getting out of her head, the art professor let hand flit towards his. As she wrapped her fingers around his, she asked. "And yours? Was it work filled?" A concerned note could be heard in her voice. Art & Muggle Art Professor Head of H u f f l e p u f f House Obbession. Over. Cupcakes. :: Eh, I tried to place the romantic feelings in there clearly... >.<
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:21 pm
He smiled when she said her uncle was doing better but his smile did not last long. He wondered what made her smile after she said that. It was different than the usual smile he usually saw appear on her face after he did something or said something. He tightened his fingers around hers as she reached for him. He was tempted to not answer her question and instead ask her another about what she was thinking but he let it slide for now. That was for a more private time."My vacation was full of work work work. That and lots of moments thinking of you" he smiled and rested his head on his free hand as his other rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. This was true. He couldn't recall a moment he wasn't thinking of his lovely artist. "I had a lot happen, thought about a lot of things" smiles at her, a strange glint flickered in his eyes for only a moment then faded.(( OOC: Rian has a heavy Irish accent))
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:47 am
A slender, blonde figure was seen gliding in the direction of the Staff Table. Florence's summer was, surprisingly enough, lovely. She traveled back to Atlanta, her hometown, to meet her parents, and have thought of melodic songs the choir could learn once Defying Gravity opens again for the new year. The songs weren't too prehistoric, nor completely modern. But she truly hoped that more people would join this year! Perhaps if she warned students about it... Florence let out a small squeak as the edge of her robes wrapped up around her left ankle, causing her to stumble, and immediately regain her balance with a flushed face. A couple of students laughed and sniggered, but she simply flashed a smile at them before resuming her journey to the Staff Table. Hearing a distant wave of whispers rise up behind her back, the blonde rolled her eyes and tugged a strand of hair behind her ear, "Chatter in the caf again," she muttered under her breath as she approached the table. Allowing herself to drop into a seat beside Anya, she waved around cheerfully to the other teachers, "Hola!" she beamed brightly at them and with a tanned hand, embraced the bronze-colored cup to place it to her lips, savoring the sweet taste of wine. Planting her glass back down, Florence glanced around with a warm smile, "How was everyone's summer?" she asked, crossing her legs before humming a little tune, favoring a smile to the Hufflepuff table.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 1:14 pm
╔══════════════════╗ Alfred Chadwick Divinations Professor Proud Hufflepuff ╚══════════════════╝ •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·••·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·••·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•
Alfred sat at the staff table. His eyes roaming the hall. He saw students going to their house tables and saw them interacting. Glancing to the side he saw many professors socializing as well. "Perhaps this year will be the year" the seer commented. He had foreseen some interesting events yet did not know when it would occur.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 10:19 pm
Professor Anyanka Swan Acting Headmistress Anya smiled at Florence when she sat down and then returned her attention to the Sorting going on. Zander was doing a fantastic job of the Sorting process. She smiled inwardly, glad that she had chosen him to replace her Deputy until Linda returned. She clapped as a student was sorted into Ravenclaw. Though she was Headmistress, she was still Ravenclaw's Head. Sighing lightly, she rested her hand next to Florence and looked over at her with a smile.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 10:42 pm
Eldak Athlis Defense Against the Dark Arts Eldak walked into the Great Hall late as usual and smiled at the students and staff gathered at their tables. Walking up to the Staff Table, he waved to several staff members, including Headmistress Swan and Professor Brendon sitting next to each other. He smirked. It figured those two would be together. They'd been nearly inseparable for all of last year. He took a seat near the end of the table and clapped whenever there was a Ravenclaw sorted.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 6:29 pm
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ☾Head Of Slytherin☽ ☾αsтяσησмy☽ ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡ мσσ∂ ---> {Content} ❝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❞ A chill went down her back, as Ewan's voice entered her ear. She wanted to throw him on the table now but she knew that wasn't allowed."I'd let no one else bask in my presence." A smile on her face as she turned to see the man that had here heart. His hear was a mess and his smile was showing the dimples she loved so much. His eyes were like the sky, looking on forever."Enjoy your ride?" She said in regards to his laps.
❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:08 pm
Professor Ewan Faing Flying Instructor and Quidditch Referee Ewan chuckled softly, a smirk forming as his hand found its way into Inari's gorgeous crimson hair. He brushed a strand behind her ear, his hand resting there gently as he cupped her cheek. "I did. But of course, not as much as I enjoy our rides..." The remark was said low enough that only Inari could hear him, and he followed it up with a soft kiss that caressed her lush, delicate lips. He lingered there only long enough for it to be deemed appropriate. Pulling back, he stared into her eyes, an ocean blue that he easily lost himself in many times. Brushing his thumb against her chin, he straightened up. The smirk remained planted on his face as he took the seat beside her, placing his broom beneath his feet and once more running a hand through his windswept hair.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 10:07 pm
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ☾Head Of Slytherin☽ ☾αsтяσησмy☽ ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡ мσσ∂ ---> {Indecent} ❝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❞ A smirk was back on her face one more."Well I'd sure hope not. If that was the case, I would be doing something wrong." Leaning in close so her lips brush on his ear lobe,"And you know how I act when I get naughty." She said in a husky voice. She obviously didn't have food on her mind at the moment. She had half a thought to throw him on the table once again, hell more than half a thought, at this point it was a full blown idea and if there was a room full of people, a good possibility.
❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 10:33 pm
Professor Ewan Faing Flying Instructor and Quidditch Referee Ewan chuckled, the smirk remaining effortlessly stained across his lips. The brush of her mouth against his ear brought a barely audible gasp, more like a quick intake of air. "I do, and I love it." His voice was barely above a whisper, a mixture of desire and a hint of humor stirring his words into a seductive tone. He put his arm around her, resting his hand gently on her opposite shoulder and enticing small shivers from her lush frame. He knew what she wanted, hell what they both wanted. But the entrance feast in the middle of the Great Hall was not the time or place. Though as they sat and watched the sorting of each new student into their proper house, he couldn't help but entertain the idea he knew she was sharing. He kept his eyes on her, lingering over her intricately beautiful features and falling mesmerized into a wonder at how such a gorgeous creature had become his. He rubbed her shoulder absentmindedly with the thumb that rested there, the movement only serving to strengthen the feelings that possessed him. "I can't wait to have you alone, all to myself." The statement was direct, but it held in it a meaning deeper than the apparent lust on the surface.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 8:49 pm
Eraz Lupinuous Instructor of Legilimancy Eraz slipped into the Great Hall quietly, scanning the table for an empty seat on the staff table. When he spotted one that hadn't been taken, he strode over to it and set his staff against the table next to it, then slid into the spot. As he steepled his fingers together and looked up and down the table the American-wizard wondered idly if any of the teachers here would recognize him, or at least remember him. It was entirely possible that they wouldn't though. He looked up to the rafters where Keseven was perched and slowly winked one eye at his partner, then slid his eyes down to the doors where the students would be entering.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:21 am
Professor of Alchemy..............Ravenclaw"The cycle of life only goes one direction, not even alchemy can change that." ╔══════════════╗ Location: The Staff Table Thoughts: 'Another year, another batch of students...' ╚══════════════╝
Time seemed to render in a cycle, here he was once again for his second year at Hogwarts which meant he only had three more years left before his community service would finally be done. He had to admit though, trading in the life for a hermit alchemist to a respected professsor had been a difficult transition to endure, but it was a lovely change in pace. Dark almond eyes of honey darted up and down the high arched Great Hall where first years would soon be filing in one by one to take a seat under the Sorting Hat. Down the rows of tables, Angel spotted several students from his classes had already been seated at their respective tables.
He didn't usually appear at the feasts, any of them, if he was hungry he made a habit of scampering down to the dungeons towards the kitchens to retrieve his own. But this was the sorting feast, and he liked to see the potential new students that might one day decided to take his course.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 3:03 pm
xxxxxxxx █████████████████ █████████████ Anwen and Jeric walked hand in hand to the table, Anwen was more wobbling. She had gotten to a point in her pregnancy where she practically had to hold her stomach up. Anwen was filled with excitement as she watched the children enter the great hall. She would have to get used to sitting here as a professor instead of sitting down at the Gryffindor table as a student. Even after ten years the castle still felt like her home and she felt as if any minute she would return to the Gryffindor common-room.
Anwen sat at the table not letting go of Jeric’s hand. She leaned towards him slightly and whispered something in his ear. A slight smile appeared on his face but he reminded silent as he was most of the time. Anwen turned her attention back to the students and smiled at them widely barely being able to contain her joy, she couldn’t help but wonder in what houses all the beautiful children might be placed. She hoped there wouldn’t be too many more Slytherin kids. If you asked her there was already enough of them. ooc; outfit in first icon, music in last. MADE BY PURPLEINATORAnwen Bell Muggle Music Teacher At Hogwarts
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:59 pm
☽═━┈━┈━═☾ Anyanka Swan Headmistress ☽═━┈━┈━═☾ Anya walked into the Great Hall wearing a shimmering purple dress and briskly made her way to the podium at the front of the Staff Table. As she stepped up to the podium, the owl spread its wings. She smiled at the students gathering in the Great Hall and waited for them to quiet down. Once they did, she clapped her hands in applause for those graduating. "Well, we've made it to the end of another year and another class of students will be graduating. Many of you, through your seven years here at Hogwarts, have gone through one kind of strife or another. A few of you may have been to the ends of the world and back. Everything you've experienced here will, however, come to help in the years that come. All of your lessons here will hopefully help in your life. I hope that all of graduating will be successful after Hogwarts. To those of you who will not be graduating this year, I hope we will all see you again next year." She paused and then drew in a calming breath. "And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, the announcing of the House Cup. The winner of the House Cup this year is Ravenclaw with two hundred and fifty points. Then came a tie between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff with one hundred and eighty points. And last was Slytherin, with one hundred and sixty points. Congratulations to Ravenclaw House for winning the trophy. Now, let us all enjoy the Feast." With her speech concluded, the food appeared on the tables. ⇨{Out of Character}⇦
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