Aaron Tayllore
Respectable Ravenclaw
Graduate
In the darkest place we'll shine.
Posts: 1,392
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Post by Aaron Tayllore on Apr 25, 2008 22:34:42 GMT
*walks in and sits in the very back of the classroom*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 26, 2008 1:26:29 GMT
*walks in and directly takes a seat near the front, not even noticing Aaron. Stares at the board for a long time, unconsciously smoothly down the hair on the back of her head ever so often*
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Post by Professor Septima Vector on Apr 27, 2008 16:16:08 GMT
*looks up sharply as the two enter, not surprised to see the Slytherin and Ravenclaw completely ignoring each others existence*
*stands up and walks to the front of her desk*
Unfortunately, the extreme delay in class time due to less than timely events, *pauses to scowl* has punctured most of this classes - no matter how small it may be - time to prepare properly for your upcoming NEWT's. This will mean a lot more work for all of you. As always, I expect you all to put forth your best efforts. *glances at the clock* As most of the class is obviously not going to be here in a decent time frame, why dont you both get start on the work I have written on the board. Just ask if you have any questions.
*strides across the room, pulling a few books from the shelves and passing them to Holly and Aaron*
These are older books, yes, but if you find it difficult to find the information in your books it may be of some us, though I doubt you will have any difficulty with this lesson as it is very basic.
*gives them a hard look before sitting back down at her desk*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 17:34:58 GMT
*takes her book and flips the pages, thinking the hardest part ifsgoing to be thinking up the name of someone she gets along with*
*isn't at all encouraged by the word "basic"*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 17:40:04 GMT
*strolls in and takes in the surroundings, having never gone to this class before*
Hello, Professor.
*sits next to Holly*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 17:42:39 GMT
*decides to use Sebastian's name and continues to look up how to do so*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 17:45:55 GMT
*whispers across his desk to Holly*
What are we doing? Is this a math class or something? That Professor gave me a detention once, I doubt she likes me.
*shrinks in his seat, trying to hide from Professor Vector*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 17:48:49 GMT
*talks out of the side of her mouth*
If you can add you can do this class. It's divination by numbers-though you can't cowpoo it like in Firenze's class.
*looks up at the board to see exactly which numbers she was to calculate*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 17:55:47 GMT
*stares at the board* I don't get it. I've missed all the fundamentals.
*peeks at Holly's paper*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 17:57:39 GMT
Then just copy!
*she snaps and him, having just realized the identity of the other student sitting in the back*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 17:59:04 GMT
*shrugs and gladly obeys*
She'll know we're cheating if we write down the same future. We're not the same person.
*sees something is bothering Holly and spots Aaron*
Ahhh...the twirp. Shall I talk to him now?
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 18:01:23 GMT
*would hit him over the head with her parchment if it wasn't such an ostentatious show of annoyance*
No, not in class. Find him in a pub or something, when I'm far away from the scene.
*points at his paper*
Copy what I have then just change some numbers around.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 18:13:18 GMT
*scribbles out half of the numbers and replaces them*
Rubbish. I always manage to pass the final and the class though. I'll be fine.
*sets his chin on his fist and gazes at the ceiling, daydreaming again*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Apr 27, 2008 18:16:09 GMT
*doesn't look up from working out her own numbers*
What is your middle name? I think I need the whole name.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Apr 27, 2008 18:18:13 GMT
*snaps out of his daydream* Chrestomanci. Can you spell that? I'll help.
*peeks at her paper again* What's your conclusion...the answer, whatever you're trying to find...
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