Tarquin Reynolds, librarian
January 21, 2005 6:55 PM
And here we see the odd species of 'librarian' at play by Tarquin Reynolds, librarian
Screwing his eyes up against the glare, Tarquin stepped outside. He seemed to recoil slightly from the fresh air and presence of light, unfiltered by a dusty window pane. This was not the natural habitat of this rather odd, dark looking creature. He wasn't short, but no one would call him a giant either. He was thin, although there was some muscle concealed under his sweater, which was a black, ribbed one. His trousers were also black, as were his shoes. In fact, his appearance was almost entirely black and white. His hair and small goatee beard were black, and whilst his hair wasn't long enough to tie back, it would never be described as short. He was essentially, good looking, though not in a pretty boy way. He had a slightly bohemian look about his features, all of which were set in a pallid face, starved of anything resembling true daylight for the majority of the hours of his life. He liked his books and the serene calm of the library far too much to allow things like real daylight and fresh air into his life. The only pinpoints of colour about his appearance were his eyes, which were startlingly blue.He stepped cautiously onto the paths, as if expecting them to bite. They didn't, and he ventured on a little. He had already familiarised himself with the library, and was now daring to broaden his horizons. One thing he did like when he ventured from the library was a good walk. Walking was a pensive activity. Unless you were very out of practice, it was an art that came naturally, leaving your mind free to wander. His frequently strayed back to the library during his brief periods away from it, or into the pages of whatever book he was reading.
He was not an introvert, per se. He had socialised reasonably well with his partner in espionage in the library, and was perfectly sociable when in the presence of others. It was just somewhere he didn't find himself too often. He didn't actively seek out companionship. He had friends, outside of the school (he had only talked to one person since arriving, besides during his interview). He enjoyed their company. He probably couldn't do without it, now he'd found it, but he was not the sort who got bored easily when alone.
He walked around the gardens, admiring the oxymoronical greenery of them. He passed the first statue (a nymph, vainly twirling, with a vacuous smile on her overly pretty face). He paused when he got to the second of his journey. It seemed to be on a slightly out of the way part of the grounds. The statue, a fine looking Hippogryff, was slightly worn around the edges. He reached out and patted it. A very childish impulse flittered through him... There had been a statue in his home town of a lion and a lamb, carved out of wood and painted black. The former curled around the latter, protecting it. People used to sit on it. And not just the little platformy plinth thing running around it. The kids would climb up and sit on the lion's haunches, or pet the lamb. He'd never understood, when he'd gone to bigger cities, why the statues were shut off behind little sets of metal railings. It was like they didn't want you to climb on them, which was utterly stupid. But no one had put any kind of limitation on this statue. In fact, there was a rather convenient bench next to it... It was almost like they wanted him to. Climbing onto the bench, Tarquin easily swung his light frame onto the plinth of the statue. He was about to climb onto the statue when he remembered something very important. This was a Hippogryff.. Tarquin bowed awkwardly, trying not to topple from his precarious perch. He waited a moment, make believing that it had bowed back before he climbed onto it.
"Hey. Not had any visitors in a while?" he asked, sympathetically patting its head. "Poor guy." He leant forward, resting his chin on its head, the thought that librarians climbing on and talking to the statues might be seen as improper not really running through his own. \n\n
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Bastian Reiner
January 21, 2005 7:58 PM
Odd being the key term... by Bastian Reiner
He had to admit... there was much to be said for this dry heat. It was surprisingly easier to tolerate than the humidity he was accustomed to. As such, Bastian was finding his stroll through the Gardens more enjoyable than he anticipated. Despite the outside desert like atmosphere and bright sun, the contents were fairly ordinary, and pleasantly familiar. He always did enjoy a traditional hedge labyrinth.Continuing on his walk, his tweed waistcoat and jacket, topped by wool robes, not hindering his enjoyment of the colors, and peaceful time to think. Perhaps on his next stroll he would bring a tome along now that he knew he liked the surroundings.
But then, perhaps he had made his assessment of the tranquility prematurely...
"Hey. Not had any visitors in a while? Poor guy."
No. He wasn't seeing a man, a full grown, man sitting astride a hippogryff statue. Taking his glasses off and cleaning them with a quick spell didn't help to change what he saw before him.
Walking up to the man, Bastian looked up and addressed him, "I say, sir... is it common for adult males to climb a top garden statues in order to give companionship, or are you merely mad?"
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Tarquin Reynolds
January 22, 2005 10:26 AM
Or 'at play'. Lighten up! by Tarquin Reynolds
'I say, sir... is it common for adult males to climb a top garden statues in order to give companionship, or are you merely mad?'Uh-oh. He'd been caught. Tarquin looked down from his Hippogryff (which really needed a name...) at the man standing on the paths. He looked very serious. A very strict, old fashioned school master type. And clearly Tarquin's senior.
His first instinct was to mutter 'No sir, sorry sir,' and climb off the statue looking abashed. He quickly reminded himself however, that he too was staff here, not this man's unruly student. He tried to bear in mind that he had every right to climb onto a statue of a Hippogryff and talk to it, if he wanted to.
"I'm just having fun," he said, trying to grin as if he didn't think this mattered, though his pale skin was glowing bright red. The other guy could judge whether wanting to have fun made you unusual or mad for himself. Probably he'd decide on both, Tarquin thought, though coming down more heavily on the side of the first.
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Bastian
January 22, 2005 9:22 PM
It looks as if you've <i>lighted</i> a few too many! by Bastian
"Fun?" he repeated, looking nonplused. Fun, he thought to himself as the man stayed astride the figure, if this was what this man did to entertain himself, he certainly didn't have the brains to realize what an ass he was making of himself.A grown man on a statue. Honestly. What if he were a colleague? How could he possibly take him seriously?
"Indeed," he finally replied dryly, cocking an eyebrow and turning towards the direction from which he came. "I shall leave you to your delusional antics, so as not to intrude upon your fun," he said, irritation at having had to ruin his enjoyment of the Gardens with this twit evident in his tone, "Good day."
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January 25, 2005 12:55 PM
*is shocked at what he assumes is a drugs ref* by Tarquin
As the other guy strode off, Tarquin tried to go back to what he had been doing. Which should have been easy, because it was sitting on a statue. But the trouble was he felt self-conscious doing it now. He'd been happily existing in a little bubble of remembrance and imagination, and that guy had come along and popped it. Now he was just a guy on a statue.Sighing heavily, he heaved himself off the hippogryff's back, and patted the smooth white(ish) stone.
"We'll continue this some other time," he promised it, "I won't forget about you." He jumped to the ground, and walked off, huffing slightly and occasionally kicking at the ground. \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Hannah Cooper
January 26, 2005 9:35 PM
we're off to see the hippogriff! by Hannah Cooper
Hannah pulled Lizzy and Jennifer through Labyrinth Garden. She was sure she had seen that stone hippogriff somewhere, but she couldn't find it.Suddenly, she ran into something, and fell on the ground. It was a person, a grown-up to be exact.
"Sorry mister," she said, looking up at the man. She smiled, this was one of the people at the hippogriff! He could show her where it was.
"Can ya take me to the hippogriff? Please? Pleaaassssssssssse?" she asked excitedly\n\n
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Tarquin Reynolds
January 27, 2005 11:53 AM
The wonderful Hippogryff of... Nothing is going to scan! by Tarquin Reynolds
"Whoa!" Tarquin gasped, as something ran into him. His eyes widened in surprise and alarm when he realised it was a small child. Feeling extremely bad for not having been paying proper attention to where he was going (it was all that tweedy guy's fault) he knelt down to her level."Hey, sorry. I didn't see you. Are you alright?" he asked, setting her back on her feet. From the way she was grinning and babbling at him, she was fine. Or concussed, but going with 'fine' was more comforting. He grinned in a slightly awkward, embarrassed way when she mentioned the Hippogryff. So someone besides Tweedy McStern had seen him then? Three someones, in fact, he noted, looking up at the other two girls. They were, no doubt, students. The little one, no doubt, was not.
"Sure I'll introduce you," he smiled, "You seem like a very sensible, grown up girl," he said, knowing the way to win around a... six year old? "Though not quite grown up enough to be at Sonora. Are you," he tried to think why she might be here, "visiting your sisters?" he tried, looking up at the two older girls. They didn't look particularly like each other, and he wasn't even sure family visits were allowed (though the child clearly had a magical background, and he had been here less than a day, so he knew bog all about the rules) and besides, that was the only reason he could think of that the three of them would be out here together. "Or sister and sister's friend," he added as an after thought. \n\n
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Jennifer
January 27, 2005 6:21 PM
It all works by Jennifer
Jennifer giggled slightly at the new man. She thought that she was probably a new member of the staff, as normally adults weren't allowed on campus. But he seemed nice, and that was all taht's important."Nah, we're not related. We're just showing her around campus, making sure that she doesn't get lost or anything. Her mom would probably have our heads if she did. This," she patted the girl on her shoulder, "is Hannah Cooper, Professor Cooper's daughter. She's visiting for her birthday. We met in the library, and syhe expressed an interested in the hippogriff, and the two men by it."
Then, figurign out that she was really talking for Hannah, and remembering how much she had hated that, she turned to the girl. "Sorry if you feel like I'm not letting you get a word in," she apologized, and then turned back to the man. "So, is the hippogriff as friendly as it looks?"\n\n
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Tarquin
January 28, 2005 2:20 PM
But it MUST scan!!! by Tarquin
Tarquin nodded sagely, with a small 'Mm.' He had absolutely no idea who Professor Cooper was, but he had made three vital connections; she was a colleague (which scared him a little), she was a she, and therefore not the man he had met earlier (this came as a rather large relief) and, rather obviously, this was her daughter (which scared him even more). He liked kids. He was good with them. Hence working in a school. But it did rather put the pressure on, knowing that you were caring for a colleague's child. Especially as the first meeting with said colleague and how it went was likely to be heavily affected by this. She may never want to speak to him, save to hex him into a million pieces if he, say... Let her daughter fall from a large stone Hippogryff. Eep."Oh, he's ever so friendly," he nodded, having blushed a little on hearing about the girl thinking he warranted further investigation, but his embarrassment clearing as he realised they seemed to view his exploits in a somewhat more positive light that Tweedy. "Though I really think he'd be much happier if he had a name. Perhaps you could give him one" he said, smiling back down at Hannah. "Shall we?" he asked, holding a hand out to her, "He lives just along here.
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Hannah Cooper
January 30, 2005 11:46 AM
Re: But it MUST scan!!! by Hannah Cooper
"She knows I'm here," said Hannah simply. Here being in Sonora in general, not Labyrinth Gardens. But she hadn't known what he meant so to her, all was good in the world. She liked this man, he seemed cool, like her uncles. Maybe he even liked Quidditch too!Taking the man's hand she said in a quite serious manner for a soon-to-ne six-year-old, "We can't name him 'til I see him, 'cause I dunno what kinda name would be good for him."\n\n
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Tarquin
January 30, 2005 11:55 AM
Scanning is our friend... by Tarquin
Ok, so his colleague was not going to murder him for abduction, he thought, understanding her reply to mean 'out here'. That was good. Not that he'd tried the alternative, but he did rather like being alive."Oh, of course not," he agreed. Leading her towards the statue of the Hippogryff, checking over his shoulder to see that the other girls were still with them. He hadn't got far with his walk - or rather storming off- before he had been met by them, so once they rounded the next corner, the Hippogryff was right in front of them, in all his worn stone glory.
"There he is," said Tarquin, smiling both at Hannah and then the Hippogryff. "Now, if you want to ride on him, you have to bow first, otherwise he'll get upset," he said solemnly, dropping in a bow more elegant than the first he had offered the great stone beast. \n\n
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Hannah Cooper
January 30, 2005 2:17 PM
How can you be so sure? by Hannah Cooper
She looked at the hippogryff with wide eyes. It looked even cooler in person! She was so excited to play on it that she was a little disappointed that she had to bow first. But she nodded like a good little girl, and did as she was told.She also tried to bow with elegance, but stumbled. Desperately she straightened herself out, and sighed with relief. It wasn't that she was afraid of getting hurt. It was just that sometimes, when she got hurt, instead of feeling pain, she saw things. And sometimes they were very scary.
Turning back to the rest of her companions, she smiled as if nothing was wrong, "So now what do we do?"\n\n
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Tarquin
January 30, 2005 4:14 PM
Cos I'm an English geek by Tarquin
Tarquin watched Hannah's slightly clumsy bow with a smile on his lips. She was an absolute gem. Trust a hyper little kid to lift his bad mood, they were something that could always be counted on to do so. Provided they were in a good mood, it was a highly infectious condition."Well, now we wait for him to bow back," said Tarquin, observing the Hippogryff carefully. "And there he goes," he said, although the statue had not moved a carved muscle. "That means it's safe to get on him now. Hippogryffs insist on good manners, you see. And now that he has bowed," he said, swooping down and picking Hannah up, "You can go for a ride on him." He placed her on the stone plinth that the Hippogryff stood on, with a quick 'stay still' before he moved to the bench and climbed up onto the opposite side of the plinth. He reached over, helping Hannah onto its back.
"So what do you think?" he asked, "Any inspiration for a name striking you?" he asked, being sure to keep a hand lightly on her, not so he was restricting her, but so that he could effectively tighten his grip and keep her there if she began to slip. \n\n
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Elizabeth
January 30, 2005 5:23 PM
Oh My! by Elizabeth
Elizabeth hurried down the path after the little girl and the professor. She stopped quite abruptly after a moment or to for fear of running smack into Hannah. The little girl was so very cute it warmed Elizabeth's heart. She only had older brothers, so she'd gotten to be the adorable baby. Sometimes Elizabeth wished her parents had gotten the chance to give the three of them a little sister, considering it would have been so much fun."Any inspiration for a name striking you?" Elizabeth heard the Professor say to Hannah.
"Well," she said, watching the girl sit atop the stone statue like a princess, "I don't know about the hippogriff, but my name is Elizabeth Lavine. So sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, Professor." \n\n
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Tarquin Reynolds
January 31, 2005 6:28 AM
Is my being an English geek THAT shocking? by Tarquin Reynolds
Tarquin chuckled lightly, cheeks turning a little red as the girl politely addressed him as 'Professor'."A pleasure to meet you Elizabeth," he smiled, "Sorry, I'm not in much of a position to shake hands," he pretended to dof an imaginary cap instead, "And It's just Mr. Reynolds. I'm the librarian, not a teacher. Though it's good to know I have that air of suave sophistication," he added, in a pompous tone, a grin flickering across his features to spoil the snooty act.
*Or disconcerting to know I appear as stuffed up as Tweedy,* he joked privately. He didn't voice it out loud, because he didn't think it very fair to put the professor (at least, he assumed that was who the man was) down in front of a student. Plus he was sure they were perfectly capable of judging him as stuffed up and humourless without Tarquin's help. It was hardly a difficult conclusion to come to. \n\n
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Hannah Cooper
February 01, 2005 7:03 PM
Eh, not really by Hannah Cooper
Hannah was very deep in thought. Naming something was a very, very serious matter that should not be taken lightly. At least, to her it was.Now the choice came down to two names that were very special to her: Gregory or Teddy. But which to choose... let's see, which did the hippogryff look more like? Without warning, she slid off the statue and took a step back to evaluate the stone statue. It was a proud and noble hippogryff, but also very warm and happy looking. This was a very hard decision, and if she didn't get it right, who knows what might happen.
She decided to leave it up to the powers of Eenie-Meanie-Minie-Mo. Chanting the old playground song, she came to a decision. Teddy it was.
"It's name," she announced quite seriously, "Will be Theodore, but Teddy for short."\n\n
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Tarquin
February 05, 2005 5:40 PM
Good good by Tarquin
Tarquin tried not flinch as Hannah slid onto the opposite side of the plinth to him. There were still two girls standing underneath, on her side. Two girls, perfectly capabale of catching the five year old..."A very fine name for a very fine Hippogryff," he nodded, perfectly seriously, though his eyes were sparkling with delight. "And would you care to go on a far off voyage upon this fine creature?" he asked, climbing on so he was sitting quite far back on the stone creature, leaving plenty of room for Hannah to sit in front of him. "Where should we fly Teddy to?" he asked, holding out a hand to help her scramble back onto the animal. Where he could keep a firm grip on her. It really did seem a long way down, if you took into account her height... And the fact that she was related to a colleague meant she was five times more fragile and ten times more likely to fall. Or at least the worry of it was five and ten times worse. \n\n
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Coach Cooper
February 06, 2005 12:02 AM
but where in the world is carmen san diego? by Coach Cooper
Tabitha Cooper stormed out into Labyrinth Garden. Why did Hannah always have to explore? She knew she was letting her spend a little to much time with her Uncle Tim and Uncle Terrence."Hannah, where are you?" she called out. Her first instinct was that Hannah would go there. She didn't know why really, she supposed it was some sort of maternal instinct. She just followed her feet to wherever they would take her.
"I'm getting too old for this," she said dryly, brown curls bouncing along as she walked. She was still only thirty, but single parenting could be quite stressful. And if this was bad, imagine the teenage years? She swore she could feel the streaks of gray hair growing as she walked on.
Finally turning a corner, she finally found Hannah with three others, all standing around a stone hippogryff. She was with two girls (one of them was Elizabeth Lavine, Tabitha remembered her as a great flyer, and another girl whose name slipped her mind). The third was some random man. She supposed he was a new member of the staff, she had there had been some falculty changes, but never met the new people.
Not sure how to approach this (she really wasn't any good talking to adults) she began to whistle "My Country Tis of Thee". It was an odd tune to whistle really, but she knew Terrence had been teaching Hannah how to whistle that song. With any luck, she would get Hannah's attention with out having to talk to the grown-up.\n\n
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but where in the world is carmen san diego?
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Tarquin
February 06, 2005 7:38 AM
No idea. I'm an English geek, not a geography one by Tarquin
Before he got a reply from Hannah, Tarquin heard someone whistling. He leant slightly to his left, still sitting on the statue, and caught sight of a woman right on the edge of his field of vision. He straightened up, though he could just about see her, which meant she probably could, and probably had, seen him. He hurriedly slid off the back of the statue so he was standing on the plinth beside Hannah. The set-to with Tweedy was still too fresh in his mind for him to want to risk a second poor first impression."Eep! It's an adult," he whispered to Hannah, crouching as low as he could on the plinth and pretending to cower behind her (although he would much have rathered he actually could use her as a sheild to block him from view - there was a reason he spent all of his time socialising with fictional characters and his cat). "Do you think that one's friendly, or should I keep hiding behind you, oh bravest of the Hippogryff tamers Hannah?"
Ok, the grown up may well still think him odd for trying to hide behind a five year old, but that was more easily explained than climbing on and talking to a statue when you were all on your own. He was just playing; humouring the child. He wasn't really scared...\n\n
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Hannah
February 06, 2005 6:01 PM
still a geek by Hannah
Hannah knew that song! Uncle Terri was teaching it to her! She grinned, it must be her mommy whistling then. Hopefully, she wouldn't be in trouble for running off.Hannah turned around and giggled to see the grown up crouching and hiding behind her. Grown ups, they could be so silly sometimes. "Of course she's friendly- she's my mommy! C'mon, I'll take you to meet her!"
Taking the grown up by the hand, she dragged him behind her to meet her mommy.
Looking up at the tall lady with the curliest brown hair and the warmest brown eyes she knew, she grinned sheepishly, "'Lo mommy, how are you doin?"\n\n
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Tarquin
February 07, 2005 1:47 PM
And proud! (Please don't beat me up for it) by Tarquin
OOC - I sort of filled in a few details of how Hannah got from being on the plinth of the statue to her mum, hope they're ok!BIC
'Of course she's friendly - she's my mommy!'
Merlin help him! Especially as, in her eagerness to get back to her mother, Hannah swung herself off the statue's plinth.
"Be careful!" he cautioned belatedly, though hopefully the mother would appreciate that the concern was there, even if it was a little too late. Hannah seemed to reach the ground in one piece, thankfully. There was something robust about small children. Perhaps the way they threw themselves about so recklessly, without the thought that they might get hurt, somehow protected them from it. Perhaps pain and mishap got disheartened by the children's continued lack of acknowledgement of their existence and simple went to pray on perfectly fearful adults. He climbed cautiously down after her.
'C'mon, I'll take you to meet her!'
"Oh," he protested in vain as his hand was grabbed, "I really don't think that - hello..." He coughed awkwardly and ran his free hand through his black hair. Children he could interact fine with, but he found himself not only floundering for words, but his face growing rather red as he realised how abysmally he was failing at talking to another adult. "Er... You must be Professor Cooper," he nodded, glad he remembered the name one of Hannah's minders had given him. He held out his non-Hannahed hand, fixing the only points of colour about his person, his two startlingly blue eyes, on the coach, a little like a kitten might eye a sleeping dog. It was only potentially a threat. "I'm Tarquin Reynolds. The new librarian," he added hurriedly. \n\n
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February 11, 2005 5:24 PM
Nah, seeing as I'm too lazy to by Coach Cooper
OOC- It's cool, I'm becoming lazy with my writing... but thank goodness for February vacation in 2 weeks :DBiC: She was a bit taken a back. Was he afraid of her? She couldn't even remember the last time someone was afraid of lil' Tabitha Cooper. Even on the Quidditch field she was not feared until it was too late for the opponent to try for a comeback.
The word professor had also made her cringe. " Coach Cooper, Professor Cooper sounds old and boring," she said, shaking his hand, "But I'm forgetting my manners... which does seem to happen a lot lately, nice to meet you, welcome to Sonora."
He really did seem sort of afraid of her, and even though Tabitha could empathize with a disliking of talking to people, fear she could not understand. She grew a little self-concsious, what was it that made him act so odd?
"Are you sure you're alright?" she asked, concerned.\n\n
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February 17, 2005 11:00 AM
But what about once your on holiday? by Tarquin
"Thank you," he smiled, as she bade him welcome. She seemed to be friendly, and to think that he hadn't criminally neglected her child, and let her come into danger. This did a lot to settle his nerves."Oh, yes, I-I'm fine," he managed, realising with some embarrassment that he wasn't really making a very convincing case of this. He wished Hannah wasn't there now. He liked her, and enjoyed her company, but he felt almost sillier confessing why he was acting so oddly in front of than he would if she hadn't been there. "I'm just... well, a bit shy really, I guess," he confessed, knowing it sounded rather stupid for an adult to not have got over their awkward, adolescent bashfulness. "And you know... Coming to a new school and everything, especially when it's part way through term and so no one else is new... Plus I was worried you'd think I hadn't been taking very good care of your daughter, seeing as I didn't manage to stop her throwing herself off the plinth of a satue to come and greet you." He had felt it necessary to add this, as he wasn't sure that 'I'm just shy' would be enough to cut it and explain why he was so anxious. He didn't want to give off creepy 'not telling the whole truth' vibes, because the coach seemed too nice to do that too. And he could do without getting on the wrong side of any more faculty. \n\n
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Coach C.
February 25, 2005 3:42 PM
Eh, I'm still lazy by Coach C.
"Hannah's a fairly low-maintanced kid. As long as she's not ill, badly injured, or having a vision, she's fine," reassured Tabitha. Then she wished she could take it back. She hadn't meant to mention her daughter's visions. The doctors had said something about how the accident that killed her brother and husband and injured her daughter had also affected something about Hannah's inner eye. Tabitha hadn't really been paying attention during the explanation, she was still too upset about the deaths of the two people closest to her. It was some sympathetic brain reaction to pain thing, and that was all she knew about it."And, well, you really shouldn't be shy. The kids here are really good at heart, even if they can be wacky sometimes. You'll find it easy to get used to," Tabitha added, trying to take his attention off the visions, even if it probably wouldn't be working.\n\n
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March 04, 2005 5:10 PM
Meh, me too... by Tarquin
"Visions?" Tarquin asked, his discomfort at having asked parallelling his colleague's at having mentioned it immediately the words were out of his mouth. It was an automatic reaction to question something that he didn't understand. Part of human nature in general, and part of his own very specific desire for knowledge and understanding. "Sorry. I didn't mean to blurt- it's probably none of my business," he hastily amended."And... Erm. Quite," he nodded, in reference to the students, "I'm sure I'll get used to things soon, thank you," he smiled politely. It wasn't so much the students he had a problem relating to. He was still relatively young, and had remained rather child like in his behaviour, and the extent to which he would allow his imagination to run away with him. It was serious, straight faced adults he was worried he would be unable to relate to. But he decided that some things were just better left unsaid. Plus Coach Cooper seemed perfectly easy to relate to so far. \n\n
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Tabitha & Hannah
March 10, 2005 4:23 PM
laziness must be contagious by Tabitha & Hannah
"Well, it's getting late," said Tabitha, "Hannah has to get ready for her bedtime." In all truth, she didn't really even have a bedtime, but Tabitha just wanted to get out of talking about the visions. She had never really talked about them with anyone, not even Hannah herself. She wasn't about to start blabbing now to Tarquin, who still really was a perfect stranger after all."Say good bye to Mr. Reynolds, Hannah," said Tabitha.
Hannah looked up at her mommy in confusion. Since when did she have a bed time? What was a bed time even anyway? Adults could be so strange sometimes. Hannah took her mother's hand and looked up at her with a questioning look.
And also, why was the hippogriff man a "Mr." ? That was a term for adults, but he didn't act like an adult. Except when he had that boring "introduction to the school" conversation with mommy. That was very adult like.
"Bye- Mr. Reynolds," added Hannah, giggling that she had to call them that. She waved goodbye to him, and Jennifer and Elizabeth too. She hadn't forgotten them of course. \n\n
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March 11, 2005 1:08 PM
*suddenly cannot be bothered with thinking of a title* by Tarquin & no one
"Goodbye, Miss Cooper," Tarquin grinned at the small child (if she was going to be formal with him, he would do likewise with her - he also found it slightly odd and formal being addressed as 'Mr. Reynolds'). He bowed to her politely, hoping that she would find it entertaining and that her mother wouldn't think it was overly perculiar. "Coach Cooper," he added, with a polite nod to her, "Nice meeting you." He gave her a small but genuine smile. She seemed like she would be pleasant to work with, and had been very helpful and welcoming. He was grateful for this. Very grateful. He had had plenty of experience of not being welcome. Enough to last him a life time, in fact.Bidding Hannah goodnight, and the Coach a good day, he left them to themselves, setting back off down the path. His nerves, rattled by Bastian, were now calm enough that he could enjoy his walk. The coach hadn't answered his question about visions, but he really hadn't meant to ask. It was, most likely, private and personal. He could identify. He twisted the celtic design silver ring on his left hand. They all had their secrets.
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