<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x94/Shadowphile/Michaelteaches.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael Styx<br/><strong>Age:</strong>30<br/><strong>House:</strong>Ravenclaw<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Ferret<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>An expensive suit<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd, 2018 .... Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Akiko, Titus<br/><hr/><br/>Michael had let the boy's comment slide.  He was of an age where he needed to challenge authority to establish himself as a person and if his own skin was so thin that a backhanded insult would get a rise out of him, he had no business working with children.  Kissing Akiko's hand however, was something he couldn't let slide, as much for Titus's sake as Akiko's.  Some lines weren't meant to be crossed.<br/><br/>"Forgetting something Mr Andrews?"<br/><br/>Michael extended his own hand, positioned not to be shaken but also to be kissed.  It was a reminder that the boy would need to treat all the teachers equally, because not doing so could have consequences.  It didn't matter whether Titus kissed his hand or not.  He half expected the boy to try and call his bluff and embarrass him.<br/><br/>Titus would learn that there wasn't much that did anything more than amuse Michael Styx.