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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 19, 2008 11:54:59 GMT -5
As they turned into the apothecary Lyra once again hung back, waiting for Samantha to find a proper cauldron. She hoped it would take a bit longer than it had in the pet shop, because she wanted some more time with Professor Rennuae. His oblivion made him interesting and she wanted to figure out how far she would have to go before he caught on. If he ever did.
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 21, 2008 1:52:10 GMT -5
Sam wandered around the shop letting Lyra have her time with her brother if she so desired, she knew Caleb well enough that he wasn't going to be so easily seduced, not that she didn't think he should get laid, no if he found true love more power to him, but Lyra...Lyra wasn't exactly what she had in mind for Caleb
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 22, 2008 23:21:38 GMT -5
"Tell me if that creature is getting in your way Sam, and we'll take him over here." She had called across the store to where she could see Samantha's bouncy hair walking down an isle. But then she turned her attention back to the clueless professor. "Now, where were we? Oh yes, secrets." She took a step closer to the professor. "I'll bet Sam's secrets aren't the only thing you could hide."
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 0:59:41 GMT -5
She nodded back towards Lyra but her pet for all intents and purposes was tamely following her as she gathered a few things leaving her brother and Lyra to talk.
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 23, 2008 1:01:08 GMT -5
"Well I'm not really a secret keeping kind of guy." he told her but he was able to keep them if he had to. He liked Lyra, at least the way she offered to help Sam with the creature. He had no idea that these were her advances. She was a student, he was a professor, there was a line...wasn't there?
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 23, 2008 17:09:06 GMT -5
"I'm sure you could keep some things hidden." He wasn't getting it, she would have to change her tactics.
Lyra brushed her hair behind her ears and examined a jar of some sort of herb that was on the shelf nearest her. The label was faded, but the contents were a purple color, leafy, with a few blossoms still intact. She set the jar down and moved to another one, examining it as she spoke. "I'll bet you work late a lot, being a new professor. Do you work in your office or take your work home with you?"
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Post by Ivan Kresimir on Sept 23, 2008 18:25:42 GMT -5
Ivan had been in the apothecary when Samantha entered. He was there picking up some supplies for himself and his sister who wasn't able to come with him. He had picked out a few flasks of herbs he would need since some of the components he realized were regional that he didn't already have from when he transferred from Durmstrangs. He had a new cauldron as well since he'd lost his last one in the move and turned only a moment before running head on into the girl from behind her. He hadn't realized Sam was there he'd been so focused on figuring out which herbs he would need that he didn't recognize.
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 23, 2008 18:37:43 GMT -5
Caleb thought about the question and where it was coming from but still just shrugged, " There isn't much work...well there is but it's nothing that can't be done a few hours at home." he lived at the school as well so home was relative whether he did it in his office or his apartment.
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 18:49:32 GMT -5
Sam was knocked back a few feet just from the sheer size of Ivan and the small size of herself, "Oof" she said but caught a shelf to maintain her balance, she checked behind her to make sure her phoenix was alright. He was. He was squawking from nearly being trampled but he was okay.
She turned back to see who had bumped into her but before her tongue could catch up to her she realized it was Ivan.
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Post by Ivan Kresimir on Sept 23, 2008 19:07:05 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry, Samantha. I didn't see you there at all. Are you okay?" He reached out to help steady her as she turned. He looked at her but no reaction crossed his face other than a look of worry. Like normal his thoughts were unreadable but he did seem truly concerned that he hadn't hurt her. He looked down and noticed her phoenix. "Is he yours?"
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 19:10:14 GMT -5
"Yes he's mine." she answered and caught his hand for support, "Thank you...I'm fine really." she promised and her smile gave way to the elusive dimples at her cheeks. She moved to the side so her Phoenix could make introductions, "Careful...if he bites that means he likes you.." she said sheepishly tucking her hair behind her ear.
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Post by Ivan Kresimir on Sept 23, 2008 19:27:14 GMT -5
Ivan gave Samantha a skeptical look. "Then I think it likes me cause it's trying to eat my foot" he said with a half resigned laugh as he realized the phoenix was trying to peck at his boot as if on command from his mistress. "Is he always this... friendly?" He wished it was a little less 'friendly' if that meant it wouldn't try to attack his boot. He would have shaken it off but he didn't want to hurt the animal.
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 19:31:38 GMT -5
"Phoenix!" she said sharply immediately the bird looked up at her, she was pleased and took a treat from the bag she had attatched at her hip and gave it to the bird before patting it's head, " He's very friendly." she grinned up at Ivan with a sheepish look, "So what are you here for?" she asked eying his cauldron among other things, she nodded, "I'm for the same...Transfering ..fun isn't it?"
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Post by Ivan Kresimir on Sept 23, 2008 19:40:33 GMT -5
He held up his cauldron when she'd asked what he was here for. He didn't usually talk much, he preferred to listen so his answer to her next question tended to be short although this time a might bit contradictory without realizing it. "Yeah... no not really."
Ivan wasn't really happy to have had to move here but he wasn't too sad to leave Durmstrang either.. it was just.. different here. He didn't usually talk much, he preferred to listen so his answer tended to be short although this time a might bit contradictory without realizing it. Ivan down to pick up some of the herb flasks he'd dropped when he'd bumped into her and placed them into the cauldron before standing back up.
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 20:06:44 GMT -5
She nodded plesantly and helped him to pick up his flasks, " I think I know what you mean. I miss France, but I'm happy to be doing new things...everything's just so...different." she said finally placing the word that she wanted to use. "You're a sixth year aren't you?" she asked tilting her head it was either sixth or seventh.
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Post by Ivan Kresimir on Sept 23, 2008 20:35:19 GMT -5
"No I'm in fifth, and you?" he answered and asked. His gaze assessed her from toe to head as he stood up after her, but no indication was shown on his face if he approved or not of what he saw. But he did manage a friendly smile at the unsure look she had in her face as she'd asked him his year.
"You are a transfer too?" he asked almost immediately after before getting an answer to the first.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 23, 2008 21:09:20 GMT -5
Caleb thought about the question and where it was coming from but still just shrugged, " There isn't much work...well there is but it's nothing that can't be done a few hours at home." he lived at the school as well so home was relative whether he did it in his office or his apartment. "So you have plenty of free time to, say, go out on dates. That must be nice." Lyra turned from the newest bottle she was examining to smile at him, then turned back. "Do you date much?" |
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Post by Samantha Montgomery on Sept 23, 2008 23:04:30 GMT -5
"From Beauxbatons." she answered first but she was slightly amazed, he was so tall and big she thought he must have been an older grade. "And I'm a fifth as well." she smiled, " Imagine that. What classes do you have this year?" she asked stirring friendly converation.
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Post by Caleb Renneau on Sept 23, 2008 23:06:10 GMT -5
Caleb wasn't sure how this was brought up but he shrugged, " As much as the next man I suppose." although now he was lookng for his sister after realizing he had been left behind with...well what he was coming to realize not such a good idea.
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Post by Lyra Newbury on Sept 23, 2008 23:25:07 GMT -5
Finally he was catching on. Lyra's next attempt was going to be just to shove her tongue down his throat. But it hadn't come to that. Now she was able to watch him squirm as he realized he would have to fight off a student while still being respectable and not crossing any lines. Now was the fun part.
He was looking around the shop, obviously for Sam, unaware that Sam was currently entertained by a schoolmate. Lyra turned back to the professor, leaning gently against the shelves where she stood. "Do you date younger women?"
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