Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 14, 2008 14:14:54 GMT -5
Sam paused outside the door and looked up at the sign to assure herself they were at the right place before her brother opened the door for both girls.
"Thank you professor." she said smiling up at him with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
It had been a game between them ever since he got his license that she called him professor now and then, but now, he really was her professor.
Stepping inside she was greeted by a cacophony of loud sounds but none of that interested her, almost on the spot as soon as she entered the room she spotted one of the most beautiful birds she had ever seen, it outdid the other phoenix at her old school even and she lost her breath over it.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 14:22:57 GMT -5
Lyra followed Sam into the pet shop through the door that Professor Renneau held open for them. She let her hand brush against his broad shoulder as she walked past. "Thanks professor," she said in a luscious whisper. Once inside she was bombarded by the distinct smell of animal, with a deafening sound to match. This was not Lyra's type of place at all. As Sam headed toward the lovely phoenix, Lyra hung back to speak with the professor. "So Professor. What brings you out here with Sam?" Her hand rested on his arm.
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 14, 2008 14:27:28 GMT -5
It was love at first sight Samantha decided stepping towards the bird, drawn to him.
"He's beautiful." she whispered back to her companions but didn't take her eyes off of the bird.
The phoenix seemed to be assessing her as well with wary eyes. What kind of lot was it in life to die every week and be reborn? Then to top that off, domestication was a plaugue, but with the right owner...perhaps it wouldn'tve been that bad.
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 14, 2008 14:29:02 GMT -5
Caleb opened the door for both his sister and his sister's friend whose name he couldn't quite place even though they had been reintroduced. He watched warily as his sister approached the bird, afraid for her safety but Lyra's question caught him off guard.
"Oh, just upholding my promise. To her father. Uh, that I'd take care of her while she was at School."
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 14:38:23 GMT -5
"That's so sweet of you professor. So you're friends with Sam's da?" She took a few steps toward him, her hand still on his arm. She had to look up at him. She was much shorter than him.
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 14, 2008 14:40:47 GMT -5
"You could say that." he said with a hesitant smile, "After my father passed, Edward...Mr. Montgomery, took me in and has been a father to me ever since." he said still watching over Sam. He glanced down when she attatched herself to him thought it strange but didn't say anything..what was he supposed to say?
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 15:10:06 GMT -5
The sneaky little tart. She hadn't mentioned that the relationship between Sam and the professor was so complicated. "So you're like her brother then? That must be odd to see all those blokes back at school falling all over her, right in front of you. But then, I'm sure you have a few admirers to deal with yourself, don't you?"
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 14, 2008 15:28:12 GMT -5
Caleb sighed looking back at Sam and wished that she would just tell everyone, "Yes we are close." he answered, " Like brother and sister, but...I don't think Sam wants that getting spread around, she's afraid that people will treat her differently if she has a bro-" he looked back at Lyra's upturned face and caught himself, "...friend for a teacher, " he shrugged, " nobody likes the teacher's pet I suppose."
When she mentioned the other guys falling over themselves for his sister his arm unknowingly flinched and he returned his look back to Samantha. He'd kill anyone who laid a hand on her. But as for himself and his own "popularity" he wasn't sure what Lyra was talking about.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 16:03:16 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it Professor. I can keep a secret." She took another step toward him, with a devilish grin on her face. Her chest brushed against him as she stood on her toes to reach up to his ear. She leaned in and whispered, "Many, in fact."
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 14, 2008 17:49:35 GMT -5
Samantha returned to them with a bird on her arm and a scratch on her face, but one wouldn've have been able to tell it was the bird the way he was now nuzzling against her. Sam didn't care that the animal had scratched him, it was tempermental just like her, it was perfect.
Although she walked in on a moment she rather would not have and gave Lyra a knowing look and Caleb a pitying one, " I'm all done here."
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 14, 2008 17:51:42 GMT -5
Caleb wasn't expecting the girl to whisper in his ear but it tickled and he had to shy away from her but he laughed slightly, " That's a good thing to know." he said oblivious, the man was hopeless. When Sam started back he noticed her cut cheek and was worried for all of a second before she gave him a look that he couldn't decipher.
After Sam said she was finished he clapped his hands together and rubbed them "alright then, where to next?" he asked looking between the girls.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 17:58:54 GMT -5
Lyra rolled her eyes as the professor laughed her off. He clearly was the most obtuse man she'd ever met. But no worry, she could be even more forward if needed. Lyra followed his gaze to Sam, who had her new pet on her arm. She smiled at the creature. "Hello little one. Have you a name for him Sam?"
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 14, 2008 18:08:26 GMT -5
Samantha smiled a cheeky little grin, " Hmm, You don't think he'd like to just be called Sam's Phoenix?" she laughed, " I could call him Caleb." she said batting her eyelashes at her brother who looked thrilled with the idea than rolled his eyes when he realized she was joking. Sam curbed the list of names she had including Rystain just to press Lyra's buttons, " I know it lacks creativity.." she said stroking the bird's chest, " But I think I'll call him Phoenix, at least until something better comes along."
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 18:20:35 GMT -5
Lyra laughed at the pathetic name Sam had given her phoenix. "Alright Phoenix, you'll just have to deal with that name for a while." Lyra petted the bird, but it snapped at her and she recoiled her hand quickly.
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 14, 2008 18:31:01 GMT -5
It was Sam's turn to laugh then at Lyra, she shrugged as if to say she didn't know why the bird lashed out, " Perhaps it's his way of affection." she grinned petting the bird again lovingly. She would have thought the animal would weigh a ton, since it looked to be about as big as Sam herself, but perhaps there was a charm or for whatever reason her bird was as light as a one of his feathers.
"Well then I think we should pick up a cauldron.." she frowned she wanted to play with her new bird some more. As if Caleb could read her look he rolled his eyes.
She only smiled charmingly up at him.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 14, 2008 20:35:13 GMT -5
Sam didn't seem at all concerned that her bird had possibly hurt Lyra. In fact, she seemed almost pleased. "Affection...sure." She looked at her hand which only had a small scratch that was barely bleeding. But it stung and she held it tight with her opposite hand.
"You didn't need a cauldron in France? What did they teach you over there?"
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 15, 2008 2:19:29 GMT -5
The bird had hurt Sam as well on her cheek, it seemed his way of saying hello, besides it was kind of like Sam herself, if the bird had flat out attacked Lyra of course Sam would have done more than just watch...probably.
"Of course we had cauldrons, but they're at home and I want a new one." she said in a mood now that she had her bird. " I get a new one every year, trying to clean out the old ones is a chore for the help at the house" she shrugged, " even with magic."
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 15, 2008 21:15:09 GMT -5
Lyra was horrid at Potions and even she had never ruined a potion so bad that her cauldron couldn't be cleaned easily with a cleansing charm. Sam must be worse. "Alright, the cauldron shop it is."
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Samantha Montgomery
Sixth Year[M:10]
We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.
Posts: 1,542
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 15, 2008 23:37:39 GMT -5
Sam wasn't proficient and that was enough said, she could make your basic potion, and she most often times didn't screw up, it was like cooking, but Sam hadn't cooked a day in her life so how was she to know? The real chore however was cleaning the burn marks on the underside since her mother insisted it looked perfect.
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