Post by The Flame brothers Deak & Bam on Feb 20, 2007 2:43:02 GMT -5
The room was dark, the lighting being only a few candles. A young man sat at a rather good sized desk. On it was nothing but a few pieces of parchment. The man wore a pair of glasses that seemed to be rather old. His eyes barely glinted behind them. His attire was strange for a wizard, an AC/DC t-shirt, black Dickie's, and a long black trench coat. If his wand weren't visible many would think he was just your average every day muggle.
Behind him were ten cages. Within them were something one of his favorite teachers would have liked, Trench-digging squirrel- goblins. They seemed to be a cross breed between a squirrel a goblin and a centaur. In fact, they probably were. Many had argued the possibility of that, were as their colleagues thought they were just some strange mutation of a band of goblins. The creatures had a majestic look to them and were very rather calm and nice. In opposition to there cousins, they were the black sheep of the gene pool.
The man in the chair was one Deryck Flame. More affectionately called Bam. He had a look of teenage rebellion and wisdom to him. And in fact that was exactly the case. He was at the young age of twenty-eight but had all ready acquired both large amounts of knowledge and political beliefs. HE sat in wait for his first class of the year, thinking, "It took them almost half-a-year to get a teacher for this. This is gonna be a little harder than I thought."
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Meanwhile, In the ravenclaw common room, Deakon was just getting ready to leave for class. He had all ready preformed some precautionary spells on himself, knowing full well how his older brother liked playing around with him. In fact that was where he'd gotten into the habit of messing around with little kid. He knew his brother wasn't that irresponsible with his work, but it was never a good idea to be around Bam whitout a wand. Once he'd finished filling his bag he stepped out the door and headed for the classroom. Deakon wore a his school uniform and a pair of black wire-fram glasses.
Behind him were ten cages. Within them were something one of his favorite teachers would have liked, Trench-digging squirrel- goblins. They seemed to be a cross breed between a squirrel a goblin and a centaur. In fact, they probably were. Many had argued the possibility of that, were as their colleagues thought they were just some strange mutation of a band of goblins. The creatures had a majestic look to them and were very rather calm and nice. In opposition to there cousins, they were the black sheep of the gene pool.
The man in the chair was one Deryck Flame. More affectionately called Bam. He had a look of teenage rebellion and wisdom to him. And in fact that was exactly the case. He was at the young age of twenty-eight but had all ready acquired both large amounts of knowledge and political beliefs. HE sat in wait for his first class of the year, thinking, "It took them almost half-a-year to get a teacher for this. This is gonna be a little harder than I thought."
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Meanwhile, In the ravenclaw common room, Deakon was just getting ready to leave for class. He had all ready preformed some precautionary spells on himself, knowing full well how his older brother liked playing around with him. In fact that was where he'd gotten into the habit of messing around with little kid. He knew his brother wasn't that irresponsible with his work, but it was never a good idea to be around Bam whitout a wand. Once he'd finished filling his bag he stepped out the door and headed for the classroom. Deakon wore a his school uniform and a pair of black wire-fram glasses.
