Master Paul Simon Tellerman
December 01, 2006 4:38 PM
Seeking out Kiva by Master Paul Simon Tellerman
Simon had done something he'd never done last night. He'd set wards all around the Groundskeeper's Quarters. Wards not exactly being one of his strengths, they didn't particularly make him feel any safer. The only formal magical training he had was in transfiguration, which he'd opted to take as a minor in college.For some strange reason, however, those courses hadn't covered wardings. He kept waking up to make sure they hadn't dissolved of their own accord or unravelled under the machinations of a more magically skilled and homocidal Quidditch Coach.
Morning came, and still Simon was alive, more through lack of activity on Amy's part than because of any defense his castings had provided. He dressed in a pair of worn blue jeans and t-shirt that with the words "Simon the Magical Marvel" curving over a picture of a traditional muggle representation of a wizard holding a wand. "Las Vegas" was written underneath in smaller letters.
Normally, he didn't wear his own merchandise at Sonora, but today he was planning to go around in costume so it didn't matter what his clothes' original appearance was. With some difficulty, he found his wand in his shoe and transfigured his clothes into army camoflauge. He found a baseball cap for the Dodgers which he changed into a matching helmet for his camo gear and put that on. Ready now to face the day and appropriately dressed for if he ran into Amy, Simon slunk out of the school building, and into the Gardens.
Speaking in hushed whispers, he gave his orders of the day to his troops, and hoped the elves wouldn't become too inspired by the rather military-esque air he'd subconsciously adopted. (He was pretty sure it had been a mistake to call Scurry a Major but it would devastate morale to take it back.) It would be just his luck if they ambushed a group of first years to perform dirt removal on their shoes or something.
Once they seemed to be set on their appropriate tasks, he moved on to a different part of the Gardens, eventually stopping to lurk not too far from where Kiva would have her class in a little while. Maybe she'd come by early and he could get in a few last friendly words before his tragic death.
He started pulling some weeds, to make it look like he was supposed to be there.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Seeking out Kiva
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DH Kiva Kijewski
December 01, 2006 6:39 PM
Is...sought? by DH Kiva Kijewski
Kiva had actually had a decent nights rest and was feeling much better than she had felt all summer. Of course, she had spent most of her summer with her parents and the doctors and the constant rushes to the emergency room. Always on edge, always panicking. She didn't have to worry about that when she was here. So, sleep came easy to her tired body. Plus, the excitement from all the students the previous evening was enough to tire anyone out.The first years were always her first lessons of the day. She rather liked it that way because their excitement for learning something always made her have more energy. She often hoped that the energy would continue through the entire day, but every year, bit by bit, became more lazy or exhausted by their previous classes, that Kiva couldn't help but take on their lethargic ways.
Taking down the large crate filled with her first and second years first lessons, Kiva made her way down to her clearing to prepare for her first day of lessons. It was rather heavy, but she didn't mind the extra work that carrying the crates did rather than use magic. Her downfall, she was sure.
After setting it down and conjuring up a table, Kiva went about making sure she had brought everything when she felt movement and heard a noise. Kiva turned in a circle where she stood trying to locate the source for the noise. She spotted a rather odd looking fellow messing around with something. Kiva had originally thought some of the students were arriving early, but the appearance of the man caught Kiva off guard.
Frowning slightly at the sight of him, Kiva moved closer and slightly to the left so that as she got closer, she also got a view of his face. "Oh, Simon!" Kiva exclaimed in surprise when she was finally close enough to recognize him. "I didn't realize you-" Kiva paused in mid-sentence when she finally took in his appearance. "What are you wearing?"\n\n
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Simon
December 01, 2006 10:39 PM
Ah, there she is. by Simon
She came from the wrong direction. Apparently, she had come early, but even earlier than he had been there. He rose quickly to his feet and wiped the dirt from his knees and readjusted the helmet. He then snapped straight and whipped out a sharp salute to her, because, well, that was the sort of thing army guys did in all the movies."Camoflauge, ma'am," he answered crisply. The hat was sized wrong or something because it slipped again as he relaxed to the 'at ease' position. Opting to just take it off, he tucked it under his arm and looked nervously toward the sky, to make sure there was no vengeful Coach on a broom anywhere nearby.
He was about to continue, to tell her about the sorts of circumstances where the army wore uniforms such as this, when he was interrupted by a yawn. Just as well. She was a CoMC teacher. Surely, she already knew the purpose of camoflauge.
He covered his mouth until the yawn passed, then shook his head as if that would help him be less tired after the sleepless night. "Sorry 'bout that. Anyway, you are looking at a dead man. I have angered the Gods," he stated with the dramatic inflections such a statement required. "Well, Amy, anyway."
With a gesture, he indicated his attire. "I am attempting to stave off my fate for as long as possible. If she can't find me, she can't kill me." Another thought occurred to him, so he quickly voiced it, concerned, "Is Wolfe still alive?" Maybe she'd already gone after him first. Merlin knew how much more he might have infuriated her after Simon left last night.\n\n
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Ah, there she is.
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Kiva
December 02, 2006 2:31 PM
And there you are. by Kiva
Kiva blinked in surprise when Simon saluted her. She didn't know whether to laugh or go get the doctor, thinking Simon might have had a bit too much sun. Or, apparently from the yawn, he hadn't gotten enough sleep the night before and was now making him completely delirious.As he continued to talk, Kiva was even more inclined to believe that his lack of sleep was causing him delirium. "What exactly did you do to Ms. Fox to upset her to the point of murderous rage?" Kiva asked, trying to figure out if he was joking with her or if he was serious. She wouldn't be surprised if the Coach was angry enough to cause some damage.
His sudden question about the school Medic caused Kiva to pause in thought. "I'm fairly certain that the medic is fine, though I don't make a habit to check up on him." Realizing that that probably came out all wrong, Kiva fought the urge to blush out of embarrassment while trying to explain herself, "I mean, I just...he seems to appreciate his quiet time...don't want to bother him..." Kiva mumbled.
Feeling slightly stupid now for her lack of conversational skills with her colleague, Kiva mentally shook herself and tried to start again. "Well, I'm not exactly sure dressing like someone from the Army is the best way to blend in around here." Kiva said, giving him a smile. "I don't usually see you around this part of the gardens, but I'm glad you're here. I need to ask you for a favor, if you aren't too busy?"\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n
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And there you are.
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Simon
December 07, 2006 1:17 PM
Here I am by Simon
Simon frowned down at his army camoflage, wondering if maybe Kiva was right about it not being very good blending in here. He didn't have any better ideas, though, so he disregarded the comment. Anyway, it sounded like Wolfe was still alive so Amy probably wouldn't come after him yet.He smiled back when Kiva smiled at him, and his first response to her request for a favor was to agree. Before the words made it to his mouth, however, he realized the problem with doing so.
So instead, he qualified his promise, "Sure, if Amy doesn't kill me first. See, I don't know if you noticed, but she and Wolfe hate each other. I'm the idiot who asked when they were getting married and Wolfe's the idiot who played along. Now she wants to kill both of us. Assuming she doesn't, though, what do you need me to do?"\n\n
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Here I am
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Kiva
December 07, 2006 7:06 PM
Why, hello by Kiva
Whatever it was that Simon and Wolfe seemed to have done must have really enraged Ms. Fox if she was so angry Simon felt the only saftey he had for survival was to dress like Patton. Kiva felt bad for Simon to have to feel the wrath of the former Quidditch star, but, she was even more curious to know why he was on her bad side."They hate one another?" Kiva asked, surprised by this news and her surprise clearly evident on her face. It never occurred to Kiva that any of the staff members would dislike each other. Perhaps it was because Kiva, though not very sociable, didn't hate any of them herself. Then again, she pretty much didn't hate anyone.
"Er-" Kiva wasn't really sure how to respond to the idea of Amy being so angry over Simon making a jest, but then, Kiva didn't really know Amy like she knew Simon...not that she really knew Simon either. "Well, I was thinking about having my third and fourth years learn about Nifflers." Kiva was grinning by the time she finished her statement. She enjoyed talking about creatures and having people learn about them.
"But I wanted to make if fun, so I was wondering, if you had the time, if you'd help me burry some Leprechaun gold around the paths for the children to find?" Kiva asked him, looking a bit hopeful as she did so.\n\n
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Kiva
Why, hello
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Simon
December 07, 2006 7:44 PM
Because, howdy by Simon
Simon nodded in confirmation at Kiva's doubt. He'd seen them together twice and he was fairly certain it was a chronic condition. "Well, perhaps not hate, precisely, but they can't be in a hundred feet of each other without trading barbs. It's all very Shakespearian Comedy."Then she went into her idea for the third and fourth years - Saul's class - and Simon nodded thoughtfully. He could probably do that before he died. "Sure, no problem. Just around your class area, or spread out through the maze?"
He was contemplating calling over the First Order of Janitors to help with the task when he realized he was missing something. "I assume you have some leprachaun gold to hide, because I don't."\n\n
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Because, howdy
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Kiva
December 07, 2006 8:02 PM
*sticks out tongue* by Kiva
The corners of Kiva's mouth turned down slightly when Simon continued about Amy and Wolfe. "Perhaps it's not hate then. If it's anything like the plays I've read by Shakespeare." Kiva commented. Any play Kiva had read (though mainly comedies), when a male and female bickered and claimed to hate the other, they always ended up together in the end.When Simon agreed to help Kiva, Kiva would have hugged him. She even lifted her arms to do so before realizing that it might not have been all that appropriate to have done so and immediately lowered her arms once more. "Wonderful! That will help me out a lot." Kiva said, still grinning.
"We can dig where ever. It'll probably be easier to keep an eye out for them if they stay around the clearing." Kiva said, turning back to look at her 'classroom'. "The kids always like to roam and forget about the task at hand." Kiva said with an amused look on her face. Kiva looked back at Simon when he asked about the gold and nodded. "Yeah, I had my mother send some for me. It's in a bag over there by the crates." Kiva said, pointing to where her table was.
"Shall we get started?" Kiva asked, looking much like an excited child.\n\n
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*sticks out tongue*
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