<strong>Sullivan "Sully" Grosvenor</strong>(Early 2008, 14)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Flat<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Maria<br/><hr/><br/>He left the subject of her teacher alone for the time being, sensing that it was for the best for them both. "Maybe. Do you think Renault has a book on magic history? Or, would something like that never be allowed to exist, because it's a threat?" The question was kind of half to her, and half to himself. Maybe one of these days, he'd ask. He got along with Renault pretty well. Sure, there was that whole this-is-the-guy-that-wil-kill-you-if-you-screw-up thing going on, but, he had a pretty nonthreatening way of carrying himself.<br/><br/>"I like numbers. And she likes that I like numbers. I think maybe it's because I pay the most attention in the class? Most of the other kids sort of zone out. Plus, she speaks slowlier than some teachers, So I never end up missing anything. Uhh... yup... that's it." That last bit of nervousness there? Probably meant said teacher was well endowed, because Sully hit puberty, like, the same week of their awakening, and ever since... boobs are a thing of riveting fascination for the young boy.