<strong>Character name</strong>Professor Michael Hayes<br/><strong>Role</strong>Teacher of history and social studies/ student mentor<br/><strong>mood</strong>: Eager<br/><strong>location</strong>: World history classroom<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Celaeno, open<br/><strong> Description</strong>(Picture if applicable)<div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fb0dXeB5z5Q/U5KKIgTUDiI/AAAAAAAABkg/n7smhRgnxW0/s1600/Centaur.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/>Hayes looked onward as the Harpy sat down on his desk. "I could definitely use the help. I mean, I know most of these languages, but in many I only have a basic understanding. And I would love to get a more clear understanding." He took up one of the books. "An original transcript of the Margites? Homer's first great epic poem. I thought the last copies had been lost in the great fire at Alexandria." He was getting clearly excited by the presence of so many wonderful books. Though in fairness the presence of the beautiful half clad woman was playing a big part in that. Being a centaur, getting clothes was rather impossible, but then he'd never had any need to hide his modesty. His rear side was usually facing away from people, so even if he got turned on, it was difficult to see. Anyone looking a bit closer though would currently see his arousal clear as day.<br/><br/>"I will definitely take you up on that offer Miss Celaeno, and please, call me Michael." He looked around the room. "Yeah, i want the students to feel welcome, and be engaged. I know history isn't everybody's favourite subject, but it is very important that they know their roots, as well as why humans perceive them as they do." He walked a little closer to the desk Celaeno was sitting, and looked at her smiling widely. "I have a few hours before my first class starts, but I wanted to make sure I was ready way before time. I don't like to rush things. Anything really."