Detention Saturday Morning

[adelaide]

"I absolutely agree. I mean, in ten years, I doubt if I'll recollect the reason I was in detention at all...though, then, again, who knows? I may turn out to have a marvelous memory." Adelaide laughed a bit. And as he mentioned a needle and magic and a...first year? She looked a bit confused. "Well, it certainly seems that you have many a story to tell..."

Adelaide grimaced when Professor Emerindyl expressed his thoughts on the makeup of the slime. "You aren't seriously telling me what I think you are. Why would you tell me that?!" Her grimace broke into a grin and she began to laugh one of those laughs that just seem to come from nowhere and don't really make any logical sense. The laughs that spring from the most absurd things...and, coincidentally, happen to be the best kinds because you don't see them coming. The laugh only grew as the giant tentacle rose from the water. Slowly, the laugh abated and she answered, "I do feel long winded at the moment. I think nature is marvelously beautiful and sheerly magical. It's likely to be the most magical thing that exists. I mean, honestly, it's the one thing we leave alone in this world. We don't try to glorify it. Because it's already perfect."

As Professor Emerindyl asked her if she couldn't guess where he was from, Adelaide simply waited patiently for his answer, knowing that it was more of a rhetorical question than anything else. Her nose wrinkled as he called her Cabery. It was one of her least favorite names...though, granted, she had been called worse. "Professor Emerindyl...Adelaide, please. Miss Tewkesbury, if you must...but really. Not Cabery. I can't stand my first name. I don't know what my father was thinking." She shook her head in wonderment; she really didn't know what he was thinking when he thought Cabery was a good name. "But you're Australian? Really? That's absolutely fascinating. I've always wanted to travel the world, and Australia's high on my list of places to see. I think my urge to travel stems from my parents. You see, they were missionaries..." At this point, she paused, searching for a way to word what she wanted to say. "...for a while. I believe I mentioned earlier that I was born in Peru and lived there for a while. That's where my parents were when I was young...and I stayed with them there. I think it really gives you a new outlook on your life, being able to see the way others live. I didn't appreciate the experience I had a such a young age until I moved back to England. I think I'm a better person because of it..."

She trailed off, looking around the lake. At the far edge was the forbidden forest. Though she had never entered, she always liked to look upon it from a distance. It reminded her of her childhood home...and that always filled her with a childish spirit. She felt free...even if for a brief moment, and though those moments where she could actually take time to look at nature were becoming few and far between, each one was glorious. Suddenly something fell into place in her mind and she turned back to Professor Emerindyl. "Hang on. If you lived in Australia...why are you teaching here...so far away from home?"

[Tobias Dean]

“So far away from home…” he sighed as he said the words, she had repeated the thoughts of his own mind and ten fold did they come back on him as he realised he was not totally unfounded in his beliefs of being so far from home as other believed it also. He didn’t know quite how much he could tell Cabery, he thought about it and then decided at best it would be quite unprofessional to menton his feelings about it at all, although was it also not unprofessional to be speaking to a student on detention as if you were taking a Sunday fly in the mountains. He laughed at this inwardly, though on the surface he remained quite void of emotion and depth of thought.

“I chose to come to Britain, my family are all Australian, but my mother is British, she and my father did a lot of travelling when I was younger and I was dumped with my grand… um sorry, I mean Great Grandparents. How quickly you forget those who have not been a part of your life, you see my father’s own father died before he was born, and I never met his mother, so I really never had grand parents, just fantastic Great Grandparents who still live in Australia,”| he said wondering if this was too much, surely not, it was barely scratching the surface of his families history, “Incidentally my Great Grandfather is the Headmaster of the magical school I went to when I was a student, in Australia of course,”

Something else struck him that he thought Cabery may or may not find interest, “Actually Professor Ruberagon’s Grandfather works with my grandfather, and our fathers are good friends, though Finnian’s father is a great deal older then my own, older then even my grandfather… would have been if you get my drift, actually I guess the moral to the story is that Professor Ruberagon comes from a very old family,” he chuckled at this, it was a play on words, but the meanings, both of them were true. Professor Ruberagon did indeed come from a very old family, and one with a long line of pure blood tradition.

“You know I think you can tell a lot about a person from the way they are brought up, and I agree with you that it is sometimes the things we take for granted in our youth that form who we are when we are grown,” he smiled and nodded looking away from the student in case she saw that he had a tear welling in his eyes. He didn’t like to think back on what he had walked away from, it hurt too much.

“So anyway, I think we are just about done here, don’t you think?” they actually were not anywhere near done, in fact they had barely begun, though Professor Emerindyl was feeling a little silly. He whipped his wand at the banks without speaking a word and the banks were clear almost instantly, “They’re probably serving lunch in the Great Hall now, if you’re hungry, it has been a wonderful detention with you this morning, and I am sure there will not be more?”

[adelaide]

Adelaide listened quietly while Professor Emerindyl spoke. His voice was emotionless, but she could tell that it wasn't because it didn't mean anything to him. It was, most likely, due to the fact that he was a professor and she his student, not to mention the fact that she was in detention. Her eyes widened at his mention of Professor Ruberagon. "Hmm. I would think that the headmaster of your school being related to you would become rather difficult. I'd always be worried I would disappoint them. So...it seems you've known Professor Ruberagon for quite a while then."

She paused a moment. "I still find it odd that you would choose to work here of all places. It seems to me that it would have been fairly simple for you to have gotten a position at your great grandfather's school. Though...then again, I know I won't want to come back here when I'm finished with schooling. At least not to teach. Well...that would be assuming I want to teach, which I don't...anyhow." She giggled a bit. "It's also rather peculiar that both you and Professor Ruberagon ended up at the same school, halfway around the world."

She sighed, thinking about how we are shaped by our experiences. "I think that regardless of how much we proclaim we are our own person, no one really is. Our lives are shaped by our experiences. Everything around us changes us, regardless of how little that change is. A person's character is shaped by how they react to their experiences." Caught up in her own thoughts of past experiences, she didn't notice Professor Emerindyl's sadness.

She looked up as he mentioned something about being nearly done and almost laughed at the prospect. There was no way they were even near being finished. Then, she watched as he waved his wand, making the rest of the slime disappear. She grinned. "Well, I certainly didn't think we were finished, but...it appears we are." She laughed.

"A wonderful detention? Hmm...what an unusual way to put it...not that I could disagree. And...I'll try to make sure there won't be more. But, with Professor Ruberagon watching my every step, who can tell? Regardless, it has been a lovely morning...I haven't had such intelligent conversation in quite a while." Adelaide reached up and gave him a light hug, much like a friend would do, unless it was a bit more withdrawn. "Thank you. Have a nice rest of the day!"

With that, she walked to her purse and withdrew her wand from it. Tapping her head, she was instantly dry. After waving goodbye, she pulled her shoes on and started up to the castle, purse in hand.