o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC
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				Title: <strong>o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 02:40:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/b26ba023-d9a7-4a5f-bd8e-d30158a6e607.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><em>Welcome to the University of the <strong>Dragonsclaw</strong>, the first advanced institute of magic.</em></span></div><br><div align="center">Profiles (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.0)&nbsp; -&nbsp; &nbsp; OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172854.0)</div><br><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Thirty years ago, the Second Wizard War ended with the demise of <strong>Voldemort</strong> and the destruction of his followers. During that time, the wizard community has seen a gradual transformation in its age old machinations. The greatest thus far has been the introduction of an advanced university of magic for those who wish to refine their magical skills, increase their knowledge of the mystic arts, and explore the various career options open to magick users. <br><br>The University of the Dragonsclaw was founded by Amelia Titus, P.D. Myrahootei, and Rogal Stargazer. Between the three of these titans amongst magic users sits nearly 150 years of magick experience. The most iconic thing about these individuals though is not their years of experience or their particular expertise, but the fact that they are each heralds of change. While some in the wizarding community might frown upon the beliefs and practices of supporters of the <em>Moving Forth!</em> movement, many who have found that clinging to the old ways can be just as damning as change, have gradually come to understand and accept that at least some evolution is warranted. Now in its <span class="bbc_u">tenth</span> year, the University offers an extensive array in advanced and specialized courses. There are also courses in All Things Muggle along with a History and Philosophy of Sex! It the only entity of its kind and is therefore a challenge to get into. But, who says a wizard or witch has to know exactly what they want to do in life at the age of 17? <br><br>University of the Dragonsclaw is located approximately 25 kilometers north-west of Amsterdam, Netherlands (Holland). It is mostly housed in a large castle with four immense towers protruding from its main edifice. This appearance will be of no surprise to former students of Hogwarts. There is an awful lot to do in the Netherlands, aside from getting into any sort of trouble you could think of in Amsterdam! The four towers are representative of the four elemental dragons. They are thus described:<br><br>East (Air) - Sairys (sair’ –iss)<br>South (Fire) - Fafnir (faf’ –near)<br>West (Water) - Naelyan (nail’ –yon)<br>North (Earth) - Grael (grail)<br><br>It is also under these four guardians that students are divided, similarly to the way students were divided under the Four Founders at Hogwarts. However, the divide is not nearly as decisive and concrete. Students will find themselves much less contained here at the University. <br><br>There are also dorms available for students who do not want to rent a flat near the campus. Dorms are not quite co-ed in that there will not be both males and females sharing a dorm, however males and females will be housed within the vicinity of one another; ie: right across the hall or next door.<br><br>The University accepts students from all of the schools of magic.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 03:02:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>DATE: September 01</strong> First Day of Arrivals. <br><em>WEATHER: Mildly Cool, Windy</em></span></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 04:06:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any<br><br><hr><br>Astrid grinned as she all but burst out of the Castle's doors and flew across the grounds to stand outside the North Tower. As good as it was to visit with her parents over the summer, the University had, for now, become her home. It was where she longed to be when she wasn't, and where she felt the most content when she was. Here she could learn and grow, study magics her parents had never even heard of and delve into her own desires for her magic without fear or the pressing need to be doing something constructive with her life. She considered her studies to <em>BE</em> something constructive and while her parents agreed with her, it had been made clear to her over the summer that many of their friends, and parts of her family, did not.<br><br>Her own Grandmother had lectured her, almost endlessly, until she'd mixed her a potion to help with the older woman's arthritis that was better than anything her Grandmother had been able to brew herself. The lectures had stopped when the older woman realized that she'd been listening to Astrid expound on her studies, with complete fascination, for over an hour without interrupting the younger Bishop once!<br><br>Now she was back and she smiled as she let the cool breeze blow over her, her golden curls dancing around her and gleaming in the sun. With a sudden laugh the petite blonde sudden shrank and shifted and a small brown bird, remarkable only for the black, crescent-shaped marking where the tail feathers joined her body (an nearly exactly replica for a birth mark at the small of Astrid's back) drifted into the air, chittering softly in clear delight as it began to circle the Castle. <br><br>While certainly old enough to use her magic on her summer breaks, she rarely bothered to change into her Sparrow shape while at home. The scenery she enjoyed flying over so much at the University, wasn't nearly so remarkable back home. Looking out over the University she smiled in her mind, enjoying the feel of the wind through her feathers, delighting in the lift and drop of the wind currents. She flew until her wings grew tired before circling 'round and landing almost exactly where she'd started from, the small bird once more growing into the young blonde with a delighted grin on her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 04:40:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/Avis/kutseena1_zps319c0c35.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Anyone Else<br><strong>Time:</strong> (What Time Is It?) <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/Avis/Inali2_zps83595101.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Anyone Else<br><strong>Time:</strong> (What Time Is It?)<br><hr>Kutseena came storming into their room. She grabbed a bag and started shoving clothes and other odds and ends into it. Inali raised a brow watching his twin storm about. Mother must have had another go at trying to convince her to stay. She’d already gotten him earlier that morn, with about the same results. Though he packed a bit neater and more rationally. <em>”Slow down. You aren’t going to be able to pack everything that way.”</em> He knew her bag, like his, had an <em>Undetectable Extension Charm</em> on it. How else were they supposed to move across the world to attend a college with all their things after all? She could stuff the whole house in it, if she so chose. He just wanted her to calm down.<br><br>Kutseena more than slowed down, she came to a complete stop, bag in one hand, a ceremonial dress half stiffed into the bag in the other, and glared at him. <em>”Slow down? Do you know what she tried to use</em> this<em> time to argue our going?”</em><br><br>Inali shrugged. <em>”Probably the same thing she tried to use on me. It doesn’t matter we are going. She hasn’t changed our minds thus far, and this close to leaving, she won’t now.</em><br><br>Kutseena went back to her packing. It was still angry but a lot less frantic. Inali watched her for a while before he moved to a window and stared out. After several minutes and Kutseena had almost all her stuff packed, he spoke quietly. <em>”Are you going to miss this place while we’re gone?”</em><br><br>She paused for a moment and looked at his back. She studied the way he was standing there for a few heartbeats before finishing her packing as she replied. <em>”Of course. This is our home and where we’ve grown up. There are many memories here. And our Ancestors.”</em> Finished packing she grabbed his satchel and walked up to him while slinging both over her shoulder. She laid her hand on his arm and stared out the same window, taking in the sight and locking it in her memory. <em>”But we will be back for Holidays, Breaks and what not. Really it will be no different than when we attended SMI.”</em><br><br>He looked down at her and then back out the window. <em>”I suppose. But SMI is still on this side of the world. Dragonclaw U is half a world away. And there will be so many Pale Faces, strangers, more so than the Pale Faces in this country.”</em><br><br><em>”True, but we’ll have each other. Now come. We’re leaving before</em> she<em> can come up with something else to throw at us.</em> Before her twin could fully absorb her words, she <em>Apparitioned</em> them to the Portkey that would be used to take them to Dragonclaw University. Her hand slid down his arm as soon as they arrived and grabbed his hand and slapped it with hers on the Portkey. They came to a stop in front of the colossal gates of Dragonclaw U.<br><br><em>”Kutseena! Father had wanted to see us off….”</em> He stared at her in shock only briefly before his gaze was drawn to the gate and then to the Castle in the distance that was the University. To say it was massive would be such a serious understatement. They just didn’t build things like this in America. Oh tall yes, not tall and sprawling. <br><br><em>”I know, but--”</em> Suddenly she stops and becomes still, her face expressionless. Inali too adopted an identical stance, and both watched the person who suddenly appeared just this side of the gates and looked at them.<br><br>“You’re early.” The guy lets out a sigh. “Well, no help for that. Come. Your rooms are ready.” With that he turned and walked through the gates that opened by themselves behind him as he spoke.<br><br>Brother and sister cut side long glances at each other before following the guy in. Both rather enjoyed the walk up the drive, realizing at some point in time, they would be off exploring the vast grounds, never mind the school itself. Both more at home in the outdoors than in. By the time they reached the Castle itself, their poor guide was a bit short of breath, and glaring at the two who didn’t seem the least bit winded by the walk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 08:38:39</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any.<br><strong>Link:</strong> Parsletongue soundbite, give it a listen! <br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Malfoy finally reached the University after a few hours of high speed flying through muggle skies. It wasn't a common way to travel for anyone returning to a University, especially since one is expected to come with tons of baggage and suitcases to be able to maintain a life in dorms. Not Scorpius, though. He had people for that. The name that he carried brought infamy and status, especially after the events that had his father, Draco, and the Potters become the most famous wizards of their time. With infamy and pure-blood nobility come quite a few perks that Scorpius used to the very last. He was not the wasteful type, and if people decided that they would throw themselves at his feet just for a chance to share in the power his name held, he would not deny them. The benefits were plenty to reap, one of many being that Dragonclaw had granted him his own personal room, located among the most elegant and sought after residences on all of campus. Mainly prefects and people of wealth managed to procure such a place to stay, but that is not to say that the regular dorms were any less amazing. The school itself was one of the most advanced and comfortable places to study magic, and a perfect place for Scorpius to pursue his goals. <br><br>His thoughts came to an end when the castle's towers finally came into view, and with a grin he bent forward on his Nimbus and propelled himself forward with a gust of wind shooting out of the back of his broom. He sped as fast as he could towards the Castle ground, slowing down when he finally reached the desire destination. He smiled widely as he flew over students flooding through the gates, coming in by ships at sea, or flying in along with him. A new school year had started and a flock of new students was sure to come. Oh how he would love to inspect the girls on his dorm's floor once the new arrivals setteled in. A teasing grin retook his face, and finally he reached his own dorm and jumped off of his broom right infront of his door. <br><br>Scorpius took in a long, deep breath, letting the air fill his lungs for a few moments before brushing his hair from his eyes. He looked at his door, which was carved with sylmbols of snakes, branching from a large tree. He looked around to see if anyone was within sight or voice, and just then he cleared his throat. </span><br><br><span class="bbc_u">"Na'la-Sa'eh'Ksa"</span> (http://www.theparselmouth.com/mp3/l8r1orpva0bvuacl07eiheju91_4.MP3)<br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Parsletongue. <br><br>Just then, the door's locked cranked and the door opened for him. Not many knew of this...talent, Scorpius had. Though, something told him people would not be surprised. His family was infamous for being affiliated with the darker side of the wizarding world after all, and if people knew they would simply judge him before learning anything about him. <br>He shook the thoughts off and stepped inside his room, closing the door behind him. The colors of the walls were a regal, dark green with black furniture, and his suitcases and brooms were already delivered. He put away the broom he flew in on in a closet designed to hold them, and once settled in he stepped back outside and slipped his hands inside his pockets.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">His eyes darted from side to side, wondering who might have the pleasure of running into him this year. </span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 00:18:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br></div><strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any.<br><br><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Albus Severus Potter calmly walked towards his beloved campus with a hint of a smile of his face. The Ministry had been kind enough to arrange teleportation directly from his internship at the Department of International Magical Cooperation (the least they could do after he had completely overhauled their dated and horribly inefficient filing system). His father had probably told them how much he hates doing those things himself, how terrible he is at transportation. Being the son of Harry Potter had many perks, the simplest being that Ministry officials bent over backwards for him (The greatest of which was having such a kind and thoughtful father) so he took advantage of it when he could. He had asked for his luggage to be sent directly to his room, and for himself to be dropped off a little ways away from the castle, he loved the walk up to it, the scenery, the look of the Castle from a distance, the same feeling of awe every time he approached it.<br><br>It was good to be back. The air here was clearer, the Castle was beautifully familiar. What made him nervous was encountering unfamiliar faces again, once again Albus had to be disgusted with how painfully shy he was. He pulled a little flask from his pocket and took a quick sip of a special potion he had prepared ahead of time to calm his nerves (if he was being completely honest, it was mostly rum with a few herbs thrown in).&nbsp; He slipped the flask back into his suit vest, which he then proceeded to uncomfortably adjust, he was always a stickler when it came to his suits. He adjusted his green tie as well, it was his favorite one, a gift from his mother to show him that she was not disappointed with him being in Slytherin (She was horribly disappointed off course, but Albus had always been touched by the gesture).<br><br>Other than his typical nervousness, he was happy to back. At least here, for the most part, people looked at him as a person rather than an extension of his great family legacy. As much as he loved his father, the man had a problem with sentimentality and not thinking ahead. He had named his son after two of the most infamous wizards in history; it would be odd if people didn’t have high expectations of him.&nbsp; It was a little better here. And it would be nice to see his siblings again (if and when they deigned to show up). And there were thousands of potion combinations rattling around in his head, he was so eager to try them all.<br><br>Yes he was happy, it was a return to home sweet home.&nbsp; <br><br>As he approached, the guard&nbsp; at the gate (whose name seemed to be the one thing Albus could never remember) gave him a polite nod “Welcome back Mr. Potter”<br><br>The normally reserved Albus could not help but to grin “Yes, welcome back Mr. Potter indeed.” With that he began to walk towards his room at the student dormitories. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 01:34:30</strong>
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				Lily Luna Potter&nbsp; <em>Thank you very much</em>&nbsp; <strong>Location;</strong> Her dorm room.&nbsp; <strong>Tagged;</strong> Alby and some pigeons<br><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Wind blew nearly straight up in mild gusts as it buffeted against the stone contours of the castle, throwing Lily's auburn hair all around as she lay on the broad balustrade that encompassed the little patio just outside of her room. She was three floors up and on the outer portion of the dorms. Pretty much all of the rooms were set up so that each student had their own room, but shared a common area -- living room and kitchen -- with another student. However, everyone had their own bathrooms to prevent any annoying squabbling that might over bathroom times. Tugging her cashmere sweater down over her stomach, she turned and pushed herself so that she was laying on her stomach, letting the wind blow her hair out of her face. <br><br>Full of an assortment of thoughts, Lily did not initially see her oldest brother three stories below as he made his way up from the gate. She had gotten here earlier in the morning even though the school had said that they would be expecting arrivals at precisely 11AM and not earlier. But since the school was noted for its flexible standards of behavior, no one had strung her up by her toes or anything. <br><br>Once Alby was close enough to actually make out from three floors above, Lily actually saw him and her head drifted up so she could wave dramatically down at him, as if there was any hope of him seeing her. "ALLLLLLBBBBY! ALLLLBY! HI!" she called down as loud as she could, which maybe he could hear if the wind was cooperating. All he would be able to see, however, was some red headed woman who could very well be one of his dozens of cousins just as much as his very own sister.<br><br>Because of her dramatic antics, Lily very nearly tumbled off of the balustrade when a flurry of pigeon wings erupted around her, apparently disturbed by her yelling. And so she had to grab the sides of the ledge to keep herself stabilized, <em>the ninny</em>. And so, the young, barely traveled, all-too-sheltered, like of Lily Luna Potter would have come to an abrupt and messy, messy end. However the situation was enlightening enough because she <em>really</em> hated heights, and she hadn't even fully acknowledged the fact that she had been laying right on the edge of a castle! Needless to say, Lily was a little distracted and that ended her reverie on the balustrade.<br><br>Going back in the relative safety of her room, Lily brushed her hair in the bathroom and tugged a pair of designer boots on her feet so that she could go meet Alby. Exiting the room and pulling it shut behind her, Lily began to head down the hall towards the main staircase where she would hopefully be able to meet up with her brother.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 02:46:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena &amp; Inali, Albus (mentioned), Scorpius<br><br><hr><br>Athena had arrived at the University early in the morning. Granted the letter she'd received had said that students weren't expected to arrive until 11am but she was a Professor as well and had chosen to arrive early to have extra time to make certain that her classroom was prepared for the start of classes. Teaching a bunch of kids Beginning Divination, many of whom had taken some for of it at their various Magical Academies, could be a challenge. Often they had preconceived notions of what Divination <em>should</em> be and were sorely disappointed when they found out what it was. True Seer's were rare, but that didn't mean that one couldn't learn to focus and interpret the everyday messages that Life/Fate/the Universe laid before people all the time. Many also thought it would be an easy Pass and were surprised, an aggravated, when they realized just how much work she was going to demand of them!<br><br>Looking around one last time, she found herself content. For all that teaching wasn't her first passion, that was the study and search for lost magical civilizations, she <em>did</em> enjoy it. She actually had moments when she considered taking it up as a profession, but that was an idea that was often simply pushed away. She wasn't ready to truly settle yet, and if/when she ever was, <em>then</em> she would consider taking up teaching full time, perhaps even applying to one of the Magical Academies scattered around the world to teach young Wizards and Witches. <br><br>Locking the door of her classroom, she slid the key into the pocket of her jeans and chuckled softly at the soft clicking her heels made on the stone floors of the castle as she strode, utterly at ease, through it's halls. It was easy to see that the statuesque brunette knew her way around, and knew she belonged where she was. If she'd had a class to teach, her hair would have been pulled up into a braid or bun and her expression would have carried a serious edge to it, but since she was as free as the rest of the students, for today, her hair flowed down against an emerald sweater that had just enough of a yellow undertone to make her eyes appear almost entirely golden. The slight smile on her lips made her look like she knew something she wasn't sharing, and her sure stride made it clear she wasn't pausing to tell either.<br><br>Finally striding out the main doors to the dorms she nearly ran into one of the Gatekeepers leading in two students that she didn't think she'd seen before. Wheeling back a couple of steps she laughed gently, at herself, and gave a small shake of her head to the three (gatekeeper, Kutseena, Inali), "My apologies! I was so eager to get outside I wasn't paying attention to where I was going! I'm Athena Stargazer-Smith and I'm sure I'll see you both around the Castle. Welcome to Dragonsclaw! If our Gatekeeper is showing you in then he's probably taking you to your rooms so I won't detain you. If either of you is taking Divination, I 'll see you in class, otherwise, I'll see you in the halls," she said in a friendly manner, clearly welcoming willing to talk, but not wishing to detain them when they also, clearly, needed to get settled so they could explore.<br><br>Waiting to allow the trio to pass she wandered outside&nbsp; and turned her face to the sun, delighting in the cool breeze that whipped her hair around her neck and face, contrasted with the warmth of the fall sun on her upturned features. With her eyes closed she could sense the people moving around her, but in an ephemeral manner, she couldn't tell anything about who it was, or what they were doing. She just let the general buzz of the University roll around her, soaking it in.<br><br>How long, precisely, she stood like that she couldn't have said, but when she finally opened her eyes, there was a serenity to her expression that few people ever wore. Looking around she saw both the Potter and Malfoy boys and shook her head slightly. She never was quite certain what to make of either of them. Both a couple years younger than her, they were utterly famous because of their fathers...at least in this part of Europe. With her nomadic lifestyle, and the danger of Voldermort passed by the time she was born, her Mother hadn't really bothered with teaching her much about the Dark Years, and the whole War had only been taught as another piece of history at her own Academy...and not the most important part, even if the most recent. She hadn't been raised thinking of the Potter's or Malfoy's as heroes and villains, or to fawn over them like rock stars so, in truth, much of the acclaim foisted on the two young men, was lost on her.<br><br>After all, <em>they</em> hadn't actually done anything...their father's had. <br><br>Shaking her head gently she shrugged off such thoughts. She knew they led nowhere but in circles because she'd had them before. It was clear enough that Albus was going his own way and had things on his mind, so she simply offered him a warm smile and a nod before moving to actually greet Scorpius, who was also outside and standing by himself, "Welcome back, have a good break?" she asked in a friendly manner, the smile she offered warm and open without being flirtatious or inviting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 03:51:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Getting a feel for University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Athena, Albus (in passing), Scorpius &amp; Astrid (noticed)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Getting a feel for University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Athena, Albus (in passing), Scorpius &amp; Astrid (noticed)<br><hr><br><br>The twins stepped back as this brunette Pale Face nearly ran them over like she was a herd of mustangs all by herself. They watched her, but never changed expressions as she suddenly prattled on. Both gave a slight incline of their heads as she finished but remained silent. The Gatekeeper, however, after a dark look at the two, greeted her warmly. “Miss Athena. It is good to see you back. And you are correct, I must take these two,” another look at the twins, “to their rooms. Please excuse <em>us</em>, and have you a good Arrival Day.” With that he turned sharply and continued on. The whole time he talked, the twins had studied the Tʉhʉya Wai’i’pʉ (Horse Woman), as they had come to think of her, until the man took off . They easily fell in step after him. <br><br>He led them down the hall on the left and into a courtyard. Taking a right, they exited the courtyard. They kept to the right until he made a left and took them across a long bridge to another part of the castle. Once across and down another hallway, he stopped at the first set of doors. He turned to Kutseena and pointed left. “That is your room.” Waving across the hall from her door and turning to Inali, “that is your room. Enjoy your stay at University of the Dragonclaw.” And with that he abruptly went back the way he had come. <br><br>The twins watched him leave then looked at each other, then to their respective doors, and back again. Both moved towards Kutseena’s door and she opened it. They peered in from the doorway and found a room furnished with a bed, a nightstand with pitcher and basin, and a small desk and chair. They turned and Inali opened his door when they crossed the hall. They found an identical room inside there. They shut their doors and turned back the way they had come. Both were skilled at finding their way around unfamiliar territory and were pretty confident they could find their way back. They looked to each other and grinned so quickly, one had to have been watching at the precise moment to see those grins. They both started walking.<br><br>It had become much of a game between them long ago when Father had taught them how to find their way from some location he took them too. They competed with each other to see who could remember the way back better. In the course of their return trip to outside, they passed a young man. They stopped and watched him walk by before continuing on their way. So several moments later, they emerged back out of the castle and walked out on the grounds proper, and looked it over more thoroughly. Both had no expressions on their faces as they took in their surroundings. <br><br>Kutseena noticed a blonde male with the Horse Woman, while Inali noticed a blonde female standing close by. Each studied their find rather bluntly and still with no expression, before their gazes switched to do the same to the other’s find. No words had been spoken to tell each other they had seen someone else. Where they students like themselves? Or were they teachers maybe like the Horse Woman? Finally done with their inspections of the other two, they stepped away from the castle a ways in unison and turned to stare up at the magnificent building. Eyes roamed over the building, and it seemed as one found something of interest, the other’s eyes would dart to the same spot and look it over too. <em>“Big.”</em> This from Kutseena.<br><br><em>“Yep.”</em> Inali nodded.<br><br><em>“Think we’ll learn our way around?”</em> Kutseena again.<br><br><em>“Sure.”</em> Inali replied. Their voices as they conversed in Comanche were flat and void of any emotion. They continued to study the architectural monstrosity before them. University of the Dragonclaw was far different than Salem Witches Institute, that was already clear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 04:59:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Corridor<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone Enrolled in class<br><hr>Thomas walked briskly from The West tower and passed the Owlery at a brisk pace.&nbsp; He would usually just apparate there, but this worked.&nbsp; He passed where dueling club was allotted to meet and entered the open awning to the transfiguration corridor before turning the corner to his classroom.&nbsp; The door was utterly plain with no knob or lock but it stayed closed.&nbsp; He pulled out his wand and transformed the wooden door into a iron gate and took out his key to unlock it.&nbsp; As he entered there were no students, and he would hate to have to turn someone into a pocket watch.&nbsp; <br><br>He stood out in the corridor to let a few of the students who were punctual come in and he held his wand to his throat, muttering <strong>"Sonorus"</strong> He smiled and recited in a happy tone, <strong>"Attention please students, Would all students enrolled in the Transfiguration course, Or would be interested in a student mixer, please make your way to the Transfiguration Classroom located in the Transfiguration corridor.&nbsp; This is not mandatory, but could be some fun for new arrivals. There will be refreshments, Thank you."</strong> He then muttered <strong>"Quietus"</strong> as he took his wand from his throat. Hopefully being in the open air his voice would have permeated all over campus.&nbsp; <br><br>Making his way into his classroom he smiled at eager students and made his way past the wardrobe where his desk usually was and transformed into a snow owl perching above the classroom in the rafters, unseen by any other than who was in the classroom already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 05:08:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Student Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena (mentioned), Lily<br><br><hr><br>Albus continued on down the path towards the dorm area when he heard an odd and familiar voice in the distance. With a flick of his head, he caught site of a red headed woman stabilizing herself on the edge of a balustrade as pigeons fluttered all around her. She was hard to make out from this distance, but he was sure that was the general location of his sister Lily’s room (honestly it was the general degree of silliness that gave her away). With a thin smile Albus made his way towards her building. He had not seen his sister in months; he rather enjoyed her company and energy (he will never admit this out loud to anyone). Even the way she called him “Alby” put a smile on his face, there were very few who could still get away with that.&nbsp; Lily was a bright spot in his life and he hoped it really was her up there, he was eager to see her again (five minutes of talking to her should cure him of that problem quickly). He quickened his pace towards her dormitory.<br><br>&nbsp;As he walked by he gave a polite nod to Athena, a PHD student if he recalled correctly, would she be teaching a class this year? He did not know her well but she had been pleasant enough to smile at him and she seemed a decent sort (Albus really needed to talk to more people). He should know at least a little bit about the people around here.&nbsp; Albus reached into his jacket pocket and flicked his wand and parchment and quill teleported into the area beside him, floating along with him as we walked. He smiled, he was actually getting good at that one, and wordlessly at that.&nbsp; “Memo to self.” He said out loud as the quill scribbled down what he said verbatim “You will make an effort to make friends this year. Furthermore, I have stumbled upon the most ingenious idea in my brain, that something using similar ingredients to a love potion, redirected and diluted, could be you used to build self-esteem and reduce depression …”<br><br>He talked his ideas through till he arrived at the main staircase of his sisters building. "In conclusion, there is no excuse for the laughable state of the wizardly psychiatric care which is obvious to anyone who has taken a five minute tour through St. Mungo’s” He flicked his wand again and the parchment puffed away to the storage compartment in the bag in his room. Then he casually slipped his wand back into his jacket pocket. <br><br>Albus looked up and saw his sister bounding down the stairs towards him. He did his best to put together a serious face. He crossed his arms and started looking around absent mindedly. “Oh, you’re here.” He said trying to sound nonchalant “I guess I must be in the wrong place”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 15:39:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Setting in his office at the college Teddy thinks back when he was first asked to come and teach. At first he was uncertain about the idea as he did thoroughly enjoy working with his godfather Harry Potter as an aurora. They had finally talked him trying it for just one year teaching what he had learned the hard way with aurors during his internship and his own developments in the field that had given a better arrest record than many seasoned veterans. That was four years ago now and he now loves teaching and spends most his summer longing and preparing for another year at the college. As it is he has already coming to the school for a week preparing for this day, the start of a new session with new and returning students.<br><br>After rearranging scrolls, papers, and books around his desk for probably the third time this morning Teddy glances at his watch. It is still early and the scheduled time for students to arrive has not come yet. From previous years though he knows that many of them will have already arrived early with even more to come before the set time. In minor show of his own excitement to another term starting he practically leaps from his chair to head out and start greeting the students. He goes to the window of his office high in the tower to look down at the grounds smiling at the sight of students arriving. Something in the sky catches his attention though and he follows the small bird with his eyes. He is pretty sure that the sparrow looks a bit different from other sparrows and has a good idea of why. He watches as the bird circles around and heads for the ground at the base of his tower, the he was given to be the dragon guardian of.<br><br>Instead of walking out of his office and through the castle to greet this one student Teddy pulls out his wand and disapparates with a slap thunder like clap from his office. He reappears with a much quieter clap outside at the base of his tower just in time to see the sparrow coming in for a landing. Not for the first time he briefly wonders about the odd marking at the base of the bird's tail. A board friendly smile spreads across his face as he watches the bird transform back in the girl Astrid Bishop a returning student. Today in honor of and nor to freak out the first time students he chosen a more subdued appearance than his usually brightly colored hair. In honor of the Weasley family he holds so dear, today his hair is ginger and his eyes emerald green.<br><br>”Good morning, Ms. Bishop. I trust you had a good summer. Welcome back.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 18:33:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagal (mentioned)<br><br><hr><br>The distinctive sound of someone Apparating nearby made Astrid start slightly, she hadn't really been expecting anyone since she was outside one of the towers and not in the main square people would be entering and mingling through, and then smiled when she saw it was Professor Lupin. The red hair and emerald eyes made her smile brighten further (she'd learned last year that the brighter his looks, the more approachable he seemed to be); she was slightly envious of his ability to change such things at will, but not nearly as envious as some. When she thought on what she might change about herself, the only thing she could really think of was her height and she wasn't certain if his talent went that far, or only to superficial changes like hair and eyes. <br><br>"Good morning Professor Lupin," she replied, her voice as cheery as her smiles. "Summer was good. It's always nice to spend time with my family, but it's good to be back here as well. I seem to be finding that "home" just isn't quite "home" anymore," she added with a small shrugs. "One of the hazards of growing up I suppose. How was your own summer Professor?" she asked without any of the awkwardness or stilted tone that some student had with Professors. <br><br>Astrid was truly interested in the people around her, and that included her Professors.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 21:48:26</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Castle Grounds<br>Tagged: Scorpius, Anyone<br><hr><br>Acacia stroded into the South Tower. Shifting her large pack on her back as she made her way through the throng of chatting students. She avoided eye contact, so as not being drawn into any conversations. All she wanted to do was get to her room, unpack her things and settle in. Today she was dressed in black&nbsp; form fitting black jeans, a red top with a black leather bomber jacket. A heather grey cotton scarf was wrapped around her delicate neck. Her chocolate brown hair was loose today, wild and uncombed. Walking up another flight of steps to her floor, she walked to her room. Unlocking the door, she set her pack on the bed. Letting out a sigh, she ran a hand through her hair. <br><br>Looking at the rest of her bags, she suddenly didn't feel like unpacking. Placing a hand on her hips, staring around the room. Some of her books were occupying the shelves, some laying stacked as she had yet to determine where to put them. One of her drawers was left hanging up, some clothes sticking out.&nbsp; Spinning around on her heels as she strode from her room. Closing the door behind her, she headed down the stairs. A few students from previous classes called out to her, but she merely nodded in acknowledgement as she slipped out a door and onto the castle grounds.<br><br>Shoving her hands into the pockets pockets of her bomber jacket, Acacia wandered the grounds. Tucking some hair behind her ear, she paused undernath a tree, leaning against it. The fingers of her left hand brushed against the want hidden inside her jacket. Staring off into the distance, her thoughts wandered to a dream she had the night before. It was the same one, the day her parents had been killed. This time she almost saw the face of the wizard who was reponsible. So far, all leads seemed to have dried up and it was starting to frustrate her. Removing her hands, she rubbed her left wrist where jade beads were wrapped around her wrist and hand. The beads were charmed to help keep the wolf inside her at bay.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>03-05-2013, 22:59:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus, Lily (Mentioned), Athena. <br><br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The grounds were getting busier by the second as Malfoy stood out on his patio and quietly watched everyone come into view. It seemed only yesterday he was a new arrival at Dragonsclaw, taking in the scenery and trying to figure out where to go. It's been a couple of years since, so Malfoy was fully integrated with his surrounding. Hell, they even gave him his own vastly superior room than the people around him. Why? His father's connections, naturally. In the words of Draco, 'If my son is to attend such a free-willed, Muggle loving institute, I will not have him share quarters with one of them.'. Scorpius grimaced when remembering his father's words. The guy seemed to sour with age, and the influence of what happened so many years ago began taking its toll. Nevertheless, Scorpius was not here by his fathers wishes nor did he aspire to become like him. He was his own man, and quite possibly more skilled in magic than both his grandfather and father combined. The trick, is stepping out of their overbearing shadow and making the people around him recognize that he is not just a handsome womanizer with a famous daddy.<br><br>Just then, the Potters caught his eye as he leaned over on a railing circling his patio. He cringed instantly when Lily's voice pierced the skies and her high pitched yells dug through his ears like nothing else. She looked to almost fall, before darting down to meet Albus who looked like he was flashing in an out of reality with a pet quill following him around. A teasing grin encompassed his face as he watched them, Malfoy's room being directly across from the building Lily lived in. "Awh, the Potter family reunion." He spoke loud enough to be heard. "You're missing one." He smirked and wink teasingly, referencing to their eldest brother being no where in sight. <br><br>Before their rebuttal, he leaned back and brushed his hand through his hair to get it out of his eyes only for Athena to come into view and approach him. His eyes were certainly fixated on her, she was hard to miss. The clicking of her heels was audible enough, but something about her was just oddly attractive to a man. He'd seen her around before, he just never had a class with her until now. He slipped his hands into his pockets and watched her walk past Albus and up to him, offering him a smile as she inquired about his break. It all seemed innocent enough, but Malfoy wasn't very fond of innocence. A small smirk came upon his lips as he looked at her, he heels raising her in height just enough so the top of her head reached right beneath his nose. <br><br>"Well, if by good you mean endless quidditch practice and being dragged around to every high end social event known to man by my mother then I suppose." <br><br>He cracked a small smile, his eyes meeting her own in a teasing gaze. "But I had my fun." He paused, shifting his weight lightly. "You're a PhD student, correct? Let's see if my memory serves me well here..." He reached behind him discreetly, and slipped his wand out of it's holster to wave a silent incantation behind his back. Just like that, her name popped up into memory. "Athena, right?" He grinned playfully, ever so discreetly slipping the wand back in place.<br><br>"Or should I call you professor Smith, now?." </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 02:43:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Anyone Else<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at University of the Dragonclaw<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Professor McGonagall’s Class, Anyone There<br><hr><br>Kutseena and Inali stood perfectly still, appearing like they were statues They never shifted or moved, it was even hard to tell if they were breathing. Only their eyes darted around watching the coming and goings of those arriving. Both could easily stand like this for a day or more, never showing any kind of stress over their stillness.<br><br>Suddenly a male’s voice floated over the grounds about the Transfiguring Class starting soon. Both their heads tilted ever so slightly as they listened. Once it was done, Kutseena turned to her brother and arched a brow. Inali gave the barest of shrugs and opened his satchel, reaching within. He pulled out a parchment and opened it. Studying it for a moment, he soon had where the Transfiguration Class was held. He turned to his sister. <em>”Stay out of trouble.”</em> To which he got a snort from Kutseena as a reply before he walked into the castle. Kutseena returned to watching the arrivals for semester, once more stone still, except for her eyes.<br><br>Inali, with much help from his map, soon found the Transfiguration Class. He stepped into the room and saw other students seated here and there, but no teacher. His face was devoid of any emotion as he found himself a seat and took it. He tucked his map back into his bag as he settled in. Then like when he’d been outside watching, he went absolutely still and waited for class to start.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 03:40:15</strong>
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				Svetlana's fingertips lightly glanced the window pane as she gazed down at the courtyard below where a small assortment of people were walking or stopping and chatting. She paused and tapped the tip of one elongated fingernail against the glass for a few minutes, watching as they all went along their indifferent ways. She watched them in the way that someone might observe the goings on in an ant farm. A moment later she saw a tall brunette man walk across the courtyard towards the building she was in (Albus), he was good looking so her gaze followed his brisk trek as he made his way to meet the <em>bright</em> one (Lily). This wasn't necessarily a mean thought, it's just how she saw Lily, she was so...bright. There were others who had similar brightness, others not so much, and more still who were a little more on the darker side.<br><br>She folded her arm across her ribs and removed the finger from the window pane as the bright one breezed past her, unaware of her presence, which was fine with Svetlana. She pursed her lips and walked towards the main staircase, watching the red head briskly trot down the steps to her brother. Observing this meeting with an aloof sort of interest, Svetlana stood there a few moments longer before she turned and headed down the hall, her shoes tapping lightly on the polished wood floors. She didn't wear heels, no she was far too old to want to wear such contraptions. Svetlana cared just enough about style to look normal.<br><br>She wore a pair of dark denim jeans and a soft ribbed sweater with a wide neck that slipped off of her shoulder, exposing the graceful shape of her collar bone and the soft curve of her throat. Her hair was braided back and fell like plaited tail down her back. For all intents and purposes she looked like any other of these attractive, college age light bulbs, which was exactly what she wanted because she could look just however she wanted. During her trip down the hall to the tower that now played host to the Defense of the Dark Arts course. It would take her a few minutes to reach the area, especially at the leisurely pace she was going. <br><br>Class wouldn't be starting for another few days but she knew Rome would be in there preparing. Rome. He was such an interesting beast; it made her smile to herself. These days, not much really interested her, but Rome most definitely did. Sneaking, two-faced, cold, Rome, so much resembling his namesake. Her idle musings entertained her for the remainder of the trip to the tower. A moment later she reached the double doors and pressed them inwards. They swept in easily and Svetlana let her gaze trace along the dimly lit confines of the room, searching him out. "Professor? Are you in here <em>all</em> by yourself?" she asked in a false sing-song little voice that surprisingly held a tune.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 04:13:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Scorpius<br><br><hr><br>Athena could have refrained from returning the teasing grin that Malfoy shot her, but she saw no reason to and let her own brand of mischief sparkle in her gaze as she smiled back at him. The way he asked if he had her name right, when the look on his face said he clearly knew he was, made her chuckle and simply nod her agreement until he asked if he should call her Professor Smith! The very question made her blanche slightly and had her shaking her head at him. If she'd known him better she might have given him a playful punch in the shoulder, but that was more familiar than she was willing to be with someone she didn't know well.<br><br>"Good memory Scorpius Malfoy," she said, mostly to show she knew his name as well, even if not for the reasons he might assume, " but I don't even expect my students to call me Professor Smith, at least not so long as they're doing their work, so I certainly wouldn't expect anyone else to either. If I ever make a career of teaching then <em>maybe</em> I'll think about the title. For now though, Athena suits me just fine. besides, what's a title worth when my Mother named me after a Goddess?" she asked and laughed softly at the hubris in comparing herself to a diety in any way!<br><br>Thinking on what he had said about his summer she gave a small shrug, "If you enjoy the Quidditch practice than I'd qualify it as good. The way you mention the social events they sound more like an obligation than an enjoyment though. I don't know about Magical Society, but I've done some rather boring business parties with my Father, so I can get doing things just because your parents want you to anyway. Do you think Magical soirees are as dull as business parties?" she asked with a clear interest in his answer. While her Mother had been adamant in seeing to her magical education, she had still grown up in a mostly Muggle world because they moved around according to her Father's business needs. <br><br>"For myself, as long as I get to hit the reefs and do some diving, maybe a bit of surfing as well if the waves are agreeable, I am a happy woman. Dueling practice with Mom is always interesting as well...and you are letting me ramble on! You shouldn't let a woman do that, we can talk incessantly if you don't force a word in edgewise!" she declared, laughing at herself and shaking her head slightly before going silent and simply looking at him, clearly expecting him to talk now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 04:17:33</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily saw the brunette woman lingering near the window all right, but she wasn't anyone she was familiar with, so she didn't bother saying hi. Besides, there was something about her that just struck her as not the type of person who really wanted people to greet them. Besides, her attention was mostly on Alby since she hadn't seen him since before she snuck off to Paris for her 21st birthday -- and for the summer. In a single bouncing lope, the red head broke the distance between Albus and herself and embraced him in a huge hug. She smelled of vanilla and lemon which probably meant she had been drinking an iced tea because she absolutely <em>looooooved</em>iced tea!<br><br>"Don't you look handsome!" she said brightly and pinched his cheek after she pulled back from the hug to get a look at him. <br><br>Her attention was diverted when she heard Scorpius' quip and she quickly shot him a look completed with her tongue sticking right out at him, bright red and lovely that it was. "James sent me a message saying he was going to probably show up on day three," she said when she was finished cheesing at Scorpius. This statement was directed at him as much as it was directed at her older brother. <br><br>"So while I was in Paris, I got you a gift. I think you'll like it because it will help you out in the l-a-d-i-e-s department. Look!" Lily said enthusiastically as she thrust the small box into her brother's hand. It wasn't wrapped and upon glancing at it he wouldn't be surprised in the least to discover it was 1) Designer, 2) Very French, and 3) Cologne, expensive cologne. The good news for Albus, who probably would never, <em>ever</em> have to buy his own cologne in his entire life because this was what Lily almost always got him (at least ever since he was about 18), was that his sister did have decent taste and he at least would not end up smelling like a French whore. <br><br>"France was so lovely, Alby, I wish you could have come-but we were having fun and I know you don't like to have much fun! We went to the Moulin Rouge! And then every morning we went to these little darling cafes, and then shopping at some boutiques. And we went to the Eiffel Tower! It's immense, I daresay it's the most amazing view of Paris..." she trailed off with that same kind of wistful sigh that anyone seemed to have whenever they reminisced about a once-in-a-lifetime trip.<br><br>"So! Tell me what you and James have been up to?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 05:01:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Rome adjusted his tie lightly as he walked about the lecture hall making sure that everything was in place for the coming classes. The facade had to be so well maintain that even when he was alone, a wandering student may enter and Rome would not want to be seen when he was his...other, self. The Hall was big, meant to seat over five hundred students. Wide desks filled rows and rows of seats in a downwards slope all the way to a large, circular area with marks on the ground. In the middle was a wooden desk with a chair behind it, and Rome in it. The circular area was designed for his hands on teaching. A make shift arena in which students could practice casting and repelling the spells they were taught in class, and preform them for examinations. Large glass windows filled the sides of the walls, the glass stained with color and symbols adding an eerie feeling to their shadow as it cast down onto the room. It wasn't very lit with the exception of a lamp at Rome's desk, where he sat to ponder his thoughts.<br><br>Rome leaned back in his chair lightly and picked up a crystal ball that sat at the edge of the desk. The ball filled with smoke before images of the castle grounds appeared within it. It was asif a camera had been recording everything happening outside and broadcasting it to this very crystal ball. Yet, one needed no such muggle inventions to spy on people. That's why magic was so satisfying. His viewing however was interrupted when the large doors were pushed open and a figure stepped from the shadows and into the hall, asking for him by name...and if he were alone. From the voice, Rome recognized who she was and at that, a slightly sadistic grin slipped across his lips as his eyes flared an excited red. <br><br>"Unless you know of someone with an invisibility cloak, Svetlana, I sincerely doubt there is anyone else here." <br><br>He shot at her, cynical and forward as usual but that is how they communicated. Their relationship had always been...edgy. He was her lord, her master, and she was a subject like all who followed him...yet, she was closer than all the rest. She could get away with things others could not, she was the one who clawed and crawled her way to be his most trusted, his most appreciated, his most valued. He would say most loved, but such a feeling did not exist within his core. All he knew was that she was his right hand, and attraction between them was undeniable. <br><br>"Come. We have much to discuss." <br></span><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>&nbsp; Athena. <br><br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He could not help but smirk lightly at her own grin, and furthermore at her reaction when he called her a professor. He burst into light laughter before tilting his head to the side lightly, his hand coming up to run through his hair. "No, no, you are right. The title of professor Smith does not suit you. You're a little too...elegant for that. Yes, that's the right word." He flashed her an all too obvious flirtatious smile, purposely done so he could draw a smile out of her. Putting aside the fact that she was rather stunning, Malfoy had the worst habit of being rather flirtatious with anyone who caught his interest. It worked for him nearly all the time, so the man had no reason not to try. If anything, she seemed to enjoy their little back and forth. If he could produce another grin like he did just now, he would consider himself victorious. <br><br>He tilted his head from side to side when she told him about her outings with her father, followed with the question that she seemed all to eager for him to answer. A small, witty smile came upon his lips when the answer came to him, leaning in just lightly. "Did you know, that among other things, Athena is the Goddess of inspiration?" He paused for a moment, letting her take in what he was saying. "Now if I were invite to a magical...soiree, as you said, I would certainly be inspired by the thoughts of you in one of those all too gorgeous black dresses that are worn in such events. Now how can be that be dull?" <br><br>He flashed her a playful wink, rather satisfied with his own answer before he commented on her mention of diving and surfing. "Though I must admit, it rather tears a man apart to have to choose between beachwear, and elegant dresses like that. You've put me in quite a dilemma, else I would not let you ramble so."</span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 05:22:10</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Wandering the Castle Grounds Somewhere Near South Tower, Woods<br>Tagged: Anyone<br><hr><br>Sighing, Acacia pushed off the tree. Shoving her hands back into her jacket pockets as she started walking. Her mind on events of recent weeks. All her leads to had seemed to dry up leaving her with very little to go on. Her feet continued to carry her away from the buildings. Looking around, no one appeared to be trying to stop her as she continued on towards the woods. Rubbing a hand over the back of her neck, she always felt edgy whenever the full moon was approaching. Not many people would want to be around her, not that her disposition drew many friends. After everything which happened in her past, she felt...cursed. The last person she had been close to, a boy, first steady relationship she had for a while or so she thought ran for the hills when a werewolf attacked them while they were on a date.<br><br>After being bitten and marked while laid up in the hospital recovering, she thought he would come and visit, at least send flowers. Her aunt informed her he was not coming. Later she found through a classmate, he had started dating someone else while she was in the hospital. Picking up a stick, she absently waved it before her, then poked a nearby tree. They never did find the werewolf who had attacked her. Something in the back of her mind, kept telling her maybe the attack wasn't a coincidence. Maybe, the attack on her was connected to the wizard she was trying to find?
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 05:39:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Scorpius<br><br><hr><br>At being called "elegant", Athena raised one dark eyebrow but she also, unwittingly, gave Scorpius his victory when she returned his smile, her golden eyes seeming to take on a slightly darker, richer hue the longer she flirted with him as well. Many women would have blushed, at least slightly, as well, but an adolescence spent letting her Father squire her to meetings and parties with his business partners and their families has given her a sense of herself that many young women lacked. While she may not define herself as elegant, she knew that in the right circumstances she could pull it off with flare. <br><br>At the mention of the famed, "little black dress", however, her nose crinkled slightly and she shook her head, making her dark mane frame her face almost coyly, "Anything but black please. My Mother used to try to shove me into black constantly. Take the same dress you're picturing in your head, and make it a pale shade of green, or white, and it will suit my coloring much better than black ever well," she said, deliberately putting an entirely different set of images in his head and simply letting him run with his mental images...and leaving him to wonder just how many of those dresses she might have in a closet or trunk somewhere if she was attending such things with her Father as often as it sounded like she was.<br><br>Hearing his dilemma she chuckled softly, the sound low in her throat, almost inviting one slightly closer to hear it fully before she ran her hand through her hair, pushing the rich locks back and staring him boldly in the eyes, "Who says a person has to choose? Diving and surfing fill the daylight hours, parties are for evenings. In my little world you simply spend the day in the ocean, and the evening in whatever home, hotel, or conference room is holding the party. I'm a greedy person at times, I prefer not to choose between two things if I can have them both," she admitted with a slight shrug and simply let his mind that that comment wherever he wanted it to go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 05:49:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Following Acacia<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia<br><hr><br>Kutseena noticed a dark haired woman move over by some trees. Her head tilted as she studied the way the woman moved as she walked deeper into the trees. Watching her gate and other small, mostly unnoticeable signs, she came to the observation that That One wasn’t exactly Human. Her feet seemed to decide to follow the woman. She moved lightly, placing her feet just so. She never put her full weight down until she was sure there was nothing to snap or roll, giving her away. Kutseena moved with the woods as only a True Daughter of her Native Land could do, not against it. And the woods seemed to accept her as One Who Belonged.<br><br>Following at a distance, she realized the woman was lost in thought. Kutseena ghosted closer, a brow arched elegantly as the woman waved a stick and then poked a tree. “It is fortunate that the tree does not usually notice such things. Though, on rare occasions, they have been known too. Usually only when the object is sharp and biting.” She leaned quietly against another tree and crossed her arms. The tree behind her almost seemed to embrace her presence. She studied the woman more now that she was closer. Something was just <em>off</em> about her. Vaguely familiar, but still off.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 06:34:59</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods, Castle Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai<br><hr><br>Her mind was occupied with her thoughts, that she didn't sense the other woman's approach. Startled, Acacia whirled around, hazel eyes narrowing slightly as her hand reached inside her jacket grasping the wand just inside. There was a hint of a wild gleam in her eyes, the wolf hiding just behind the mask of a normal, woman. Relaxing her stance slightly, Acacia shrugged slightly. "There are some trees which have been know to bite back. Some even will strangle," she replied dryly, as she leaned against the tree.<br><br>Acacia studied the other woman with a curious expression. "Sorry, I sort of become jumpy during certain periods of the month," she replied running her hand through her wild chocolate brown hair. "I saw you earlier, you arrived with a man. You're brother?" Her left hand itched, she scratched around the jade beads. "So, how do you like the college so far? Forver my manners, I am Acacia Hartley, though I prefer AC."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 08:46:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Master Staircase, Student Dormitories<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Scorpius, Lily<br><br><hr><br>Albus met his sister's incredibly public and loud affection with the most dignity he could possibly muster, the pinch on the cheek was particularly humiliating (but really he was loving every moment of it, it was his sister after all). He reached out to teasingly mess up her red hair. Off course at that moment Scorpius Malfloy had decided to make one of his immature quips, Albus turned his head and shouted “Really Scorpius that was lazy, you can do better.” Albus had been determined from the time they were at Hogwarts together to not start any sort of rivalry with the Malfloy family. He was not going to forge himself into the cliché everyone wanted him to be, and Scorpius was a perfectly respectable man (he was annoying as hell, but Albus couldn't admit it) so it was best to avoid bickering if possible.&nbsp; But there was time to worry about that later; he hadn't seen his sister in so long.<br><br>“I missed you Lily,” he said with a slight smile “I would tell you that you look great but you already know that.” Albus happily accepted the present she had for him as well “No wait let me guess, maybe a pair of new socks,” he said, as he accepted the cologne bottle he knew was coming. Albus was clearly above such silly fashion trifles (well not really he worried constantly about his suits) but he loved the colognes his sister bought him, and he had to admit they made him smell pretty good. “I’m sure it’s wonderful, as usual little sister. But I must say I’m a little cross with you. I nearly killed myself making you a special gift for your 21st and you just up and ran off without saying goodbye. I don’t even want to give it to you now.”<br><br>Albus slid his long fingers into his jacket and pulled out a little vial, smaller than a thimble, which contained a drop of golden liquid “Felix Felicis, the luck potion. It’s only six hours’ worth so use it wisely. And don’t you dare say I never do anything for you” He dropped the vial into her hand, giving her what could be considered a dangerous potion against his better judgment. But he really couldn't deny her anything, why else sink so much time and effort into a potion nearly impossible to make? <br><br>“Well sounds like you had a lovely time in Paris, but just because my definition of fun is different from yours doesn't mean I don’t know how to have it,” he huffed, indignant “I’ll have you know that I had plenty of fun at my internship at the Department of International Magical Cooperation, I got to help design the next Triwizard Tournament” (come to think of it, he might have made it too hard, sicking Demeantors at wizards of that age…) “and you know, got to deal with a lot of the most engaging issues of our time. I’m sure you’d call it boring adult stuff” (She would, but that was why he loved her). <br><br>“As for James, well I can’t answer that one, I got one postcard from him saying he was sorry he couldn’t visit us but he was too busy having the time of his god damn life. Really that boy.” Soon the three Potter siblings would be all back in one place. Imagine the trouble that was going to be. But for the moment, he was happy to be with his annoying little sister again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 18:19:53</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/15c9ea53-901b-4677-8b54-410adca7c467.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily Luna Potter<br>&gt;&gt; Albus and Scorpius; Athena indirectly<br>&gt;&gt; From the staircase to her room.</span></span></div><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Naturally, Lily was intrigued the moment her brother suggested he nearly <em>died</em> making her birthday gift. Of course she also felt a smidge of guilt over the notion. And then when he suggested he wasn't going to give it over, it was positively torturous! Her features even softened and became significantly forlorn compared to how they were moments before. "Oh but, well I thought you would just try to talk me out of it! Really Alby, you can't seriously deprive me of my---ooooh..." she trailed off as he exposed the tiny little vessel.<br><br>"Well, wow! Is it <em>really</em> Felix Felicis? Truly?" Lily said in awe as she held the minute vial in the palm of her hand up so she could look at it. Lily's extra admiration over the potion was also due to the fact that she was absolutely not a gifted potions maker. She had barely scraped through the course when she was at Hogwarts, so naturally she had an envious appreciate for individuals who could make their own potions -- without blowing up anyways. "Thank you Alby! Maybe I can use it to go gambling in <em>Loss Vegis</em>!" she said, flashing him a winning smile.<br><br>Her attention at this time was diverted by Scorpius and a young woman who she was sure was an instructor. Lily could barely pick up the fragments of their conversation but he had his full flirt on all the way up and she was smiling back and obviously flirting in return. A hot spike of anger severed her good natured mood and the look she was giving Scorpius right at that moment was positively <em>murderous</em>. However, her brother's voice gradually worked its way through the fog of jealous anger and Lily's face suddenly cleared, her attention drawn back to Albus.<br><br>"Oh...yes. No you're right. But they also....also have some amazing art galleries. I'm sure you would have loved to see the Louvre..." she responded automatically, distracted by her thoughts. <br><br>Her distraction became a bit worse and she ended up being quite dull after that. When he went on about James she managed a vague sort of nod and said, "Well, James has always been very much his own." <br><br>Finally, Lily turned to Albus and said, "Alby I'm sorry, something's come up. Let's meet for supper, hm?" She flashed him a quick smile and stood up on her tip toes and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for the gift Alby! See you for dinner!"<br><br>With that, Lily was off, briskly walking back up the stairs and down the hall to her room. A few minutes later, the doors to her balcony blasted open and articles began being thrown out of the balcony. First were a pair of jade and diamond earrings that glinted in the sunlight as they were propelled with an impressive force out of her room. A dark, sleek shape padded swiftly out of the room and leapt onto the balustrade. It was a cat (http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/nailiaschwarz/nailiaschwarz1105/nailiaschwarz110500007/9593864-russian-blue-cat-relaxing-on-radiator-under-window.jpg), a Russian Blue whose slate gray coat almost did in fact look blue in the sun. The cat's great golden eyes watched as other items were tossed from the room, a crystal vase with lovely little butterfly carvings etched into its crystal body, an expensive porcelain doll with satin clothing, coiled red curls and a fine china face, a few small velvet boxes containing jewelry, a black leather jacket, and last, but most definitely not least, a thick platinum heart shaped locket shot out of the bedroom along with a pair of black panties. <br><br>Aisling, the cat, thought that Lily probably wanted to keep those, so when the panties whisked by, she pounced from her seated position and captured them in her claws. Unintelligible curse words followed the end of the show and the cat slipped back into the room just as the double doors slammed shut. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 19:20:05</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br><br>A lazy smile curled the left side of her mouth up at the corner as her gaze found the brooding young Lord&nbsp; sitting at his desk. "Look at you, Lord Byron sitting in the dark with just a little lamp to keep the abyss at bay," she said quietly as she let the doors swing shut behind her and made her way to the desk. She was still keeping that same lackadaisical stride that had gotten her here before, as though she was never, ever in a hurry. When Svetlana made it to the desk and its dark owner and his glinting red eyes, she slid her rear end onto its polished wood surface and crossed her legs in front of him.<br><br>"What would my Lord wish to discuss?" she asked quietly, reaching out with one hand and twirled a lock of his thick black hair back from his forehead, eye calm eyes watching his face to see what it was he really wanted.<br><br>"All of the students are beginning to arrive. Were you planning an orientation in here, Lord? Did you want to put on a <em>show</em>? I can summon something, something just the right level of dreadful for you to display your prowess?" she asked him as her hand retreated and came to rest on her lap as she waited to see what devious thoughts were developing in his sick little mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 20:45:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone in the room, or that show up<br><hr>When the students seemed to stir a bit from boredom, Thomas decided to appear.&nbsp; The great snow owl swooped from the ceiling and transformed back into the form of the professor.&nbsp; <strong>"Hello everyone.&nbsp; Today is not an actual class day, but a day I figure we can get to know one another, if we don't already.&nbsp; My name is Thomas Quenton McGonagall, but you can either call me Quen, or professor." </strong>&nbsp; He walked in front of the wardrobe and smiled, speaking once again.&nbsp; <strong>"Transfiguration is the art of changing the form and appearance of an object.&nbsp; Though I may be a bit more laid back than others who have taught the subject, if anyone messes around in my class you will be asked to leave.&nbsp; but that is when class starts. <br><br>Now, would everyone please stand, and I would like for you please, all line up in front of this wardrobe and when I say, state your name and We shall see how things go.&nbsp; okay."</strong>&nbsp; When the students all stood, Thomas withdrew his wand and transfigured the desks into chalk pieces, and directed his attention to the chest as they drew a circle around it.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Okay, now.&nbsp; I will demonstrate what we will be doing.&nbsp; A great way to bust the ice is to get everything out in the open.&nbsp; So, today we will be dealing with a creature who changes its shape to fit someone's fears.&nbsp; What is this creature?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 22:18:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br>Kutseena watched Acacia’s reaction to her presence without expression. Not a flicker of her thoughts could be gleaned as she listened to the woman talk. She finally gave a slight nod when the AC finished, both a greeting and acknowledging her comments and questions. “I am Kutseena Sai, and that was my twin, Inali you saw me with.” Her gaze shifted to the tree behind AC for a moment. “True enough on the trees. We have one back home, where the Redwoods are.&nbsp; There is one more awake then the rest.” She let her gaze travel around the area they were in for a moment, her head cocking slightly as she listened to the animals speak.<br><br>Finally she brought her gaze back to AC. “I find this place… huge. We have nothing like this back home. Tall buildings, but not tall and sprawling as this place is. It is different. Inali already has a class, something about an orientation I believe. So far the others are interesting enough. But it is still too soon to get a true impression of the place.” She paused and tilted her head again. A squirrel was carrying on about some sort of creature in the woods. It really didn’t make much sense to her, but then squirrels were a bit excitable. She brought her attention back to AC. “It is a plus that there are woods here. I wonder how the school will feel about hunting. Salem Witches Insatiate didn’t particularly care for it, but couldn’t stop my brother and I since we are Original Children of the Land.”<br><br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall and Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Inali watched as the owl came swooping down and transformed into a person. He listened as the man talked and introduced himself, laid a few rules out and then asked them all to stand in a row. Inali rose and went to stand with the rest of the students at one end of the lineup. He watched the Professor work with the desk-turned-chalk and listened as he spoke some more. The Professor’s question brought the answer immediately to Inali’s mind. Boggart. Almost, Inali sighed.<br><br>Back at Salem Witches Institute, he and Kutseena had a hard time with the Baggort part of class. Their poor Professor there always thought they’d used some sort of spell or device to keep the Boggart from changing into their worst fears. But when your worst fear was fear itself, what was a poor Boggart to change into? Inali didn’t move or change expression as he waited to see who would answer the Professor’s question. When no one seemed forth coming, he finally gave the Professor the answer. “Boggart.”&nbsp; His voice flat, emotionless, and with no inflection what so ever. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 22:21:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Anyone<br>Ø Going from Amsterdam to the Castle Grounds<br></div><br>Kiran watched as the city scenery moved by the window as the city tram began to pick up speed, leaving from the small stop he had boarded from located along the Rokin. The scenery of Amsterdam was interesting and vivid one, with many people just buzzling about the street and all the small canals. He was glad he'd gotten here early, before having to leave for the university. That had given him some time to enjoy the city a bit, having a nice cup of coffee with a slice of mouthwatering cheesecake at a nice little place cafe he had discovered least year, during the winter break, and wandering the market afterwards. Chances were that he wouldn't have much time to idle about like that again for a while, with his mostly selfenforced training schedule.<br><br>Sure, the team sponsor and even the coach had told him several times, in a very insistant manner, that he shouldn't overwork himself while he was working on getting the degree he required to participate in the pro league; a basic training schedule would suffice, they had told him. But Kiran was a very dedicated player, if anything, and strove to push himself and improve his skillset whereever and whenever possible. Some would see him as obsessive, but he personally did not see himself as being overly extreme, just dedicated and passionate.<br><br><em><strong>"Volgende halte, Centraal Station, Westzijde."</strong></em><br><br>The monotone, automated voice announced over the speakers inside the packed tramcar that it would be arriving at the stop at the west side of Amsterdam's central station, the main station where trains from all over the Netherlands arrived and departed from all day long. Kiran didn't actually need to take a train to get to the school, but there was a small magical area here, much like platform nine and three quarters at King's Cross back in good old London. Entering a large grand cafe-restaurant within the central station, he weaved a way through the small sea of patrons occupying it. Even a casual glance could tell him there were many people of various walks of life gathered here. It was one of the great things about the city; a great amount of cultural diversity.<br><br>Pushing passed a door with a sign on it informing the reading in at least three different languages, including Dutch and English, that only personnel was allowed entry, Kiran found himself in what looked like a storage area. There were dozens crates filled with various liquor and soft drink bottles spread around, stacked up in the corner, next to a large fridge. It was all just for show though. Squeezing himself past two large stacks of crates, he stumbled upon his intended target: an old fireplace. Even locally, only a few dozen wizards and witches knew about this particular public floo point, the owner of the cafe had told him. The owner, a lightly tinted, middle-aged man that tended to flash his pearly white teeth with large, ear-to-ear smiles quite frequently going by the name of Mark Velthoven, was a large fan of dueling, and followed all the various matches and tournaments closely through magazines, over the wizarding wireless, or even attending the events when he could afford to leave his busy cafe in the hands of his employees for a day or two. He had instantly recognized Kiran when he was exploring around the central station last year, just before entering the university for his first year.<br><br>Grabbing a fist full of powder, the dueling athlete stepped into the fireplace and clearly announced "Dragonclaw" before tossing the ash-coloured substance down at his feet, causing him to disappear in a haze of green fire. Arriving at the floo point just outside the castle grounds, inside a small guard station, he stepped outside and made his way towards the main gate leading into the school grounds.<br><br><strong>"Good day, sir. Let's a have good one this year too!"</strong> he chirped happily with a smile plastered across his face as the man guarding the gate let him through. Said man chuckled in response.<br><br><strong>"Welcome back, Mr. Reed,"</strong> he responded as the young man strolled past. <strong>"Glad to see you're not cutting it close this year."</strong><br><br>Kiran had cut it pretty close last year, not having known the exact time he was supposed to go to the school and having dilly dallied too much in Amsterdam, arriving just before the opening ceremony began. Luckily, he was more informed this year. No more freshman blundering bullshittery for him. Nope!<br><br><strong>"A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to!"</strong> Kiran replied without pausing or turning, simply raising his index finger as he continued his casual stroll, quoting what was currently most likely the most well known wizard in muggle fiction.<br><br><strong>"Quite."</strong><br><br>Now that he though about it... Where should he had next? His trunk was stuffed inside the backpack he wore, shrunk and lightened with a pair of charms for easy transportation. Perhaps it would be best to drop it off in his dorm room in the east tower? It was quite funny that he had been appointed to Sairys last year, seeing as his "signature spell" in the dueling scene was one that produced a bolt of lightning. It was like the person responsible for making the rosters had intended to make some kind of subtle joke... <br><br>In any case, off to the east tower it was!<br><br><strong>"So we meet again..."</strong> Kiran took a slightly broader stance, spreading his arms and legs a bit, as if he were a gunslinger involved in an old-fashioned duel at noon. However, his opponent was his bed. <strong>"Go! I choose you, <em>trunk</em>!"</strong> He tossed his shrunken trunk, which had been laying in the palm of his hand before had entered the dorm room, towards the bed. With a quick flick of his wand, gripped in his other hand, Kiran undid the shrinking and feather-light charms applied to the object as it traveled through the air. It returned to its original size and weight just before arriving at the foot end of the bed, causing it to snap into position perfectly with a rather loud thud.<br><br>With a satisfied smirk Kiran Reed, trunk tosser extraordinaire, turned and left the dorm, wandering about outside on the grounds for a bit. A rising star of the dueling world could afford to be a little silly sometimes, he thought. He'd go positively mad if he didn't balance out his serious dedication to the sport with some occasional tomfoolery.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 23:00:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> Rome's eyes followed her down the wide stairs all the way to his desk, where she so confidently slipped her behind on the desk and crossed her legs before him. That, was a perfect example of one of the many things she could get away with while others couldn't. He prefered her over the others because there was something about her he couldn't put his finger on. Everyone else that followed him was clear as day, the smart, the stupid, the abbrasive, the timid...but she was something else all together. Not only she was wiser beyond her age, but sometimes it seemed she knew just what to say, and what advice to give to help him in a given situation. The fact that she was more knowledge than him irritated him, greatly, but he was not one to diminish brilliance. He was not his father, he was not -senselessly- cruel, just cruel. <br><br>"I cannot stand watching those...wilderbeast out there, confused and stupidly joyous. Like sheep, all of them ready to fall off the cliff if simply swayed the right way." He literally seemed to have an expression of disgust on his face as his gaze turned towards the painted windows, which pushed more shadow than light into the room. "I could kill them all, one by one I could just pick them off like ants and squeeze until their blood oozes from every pore in their skin...but there are some, who we can use." <br><br>He paused his train of thought momentarily to answer her second question, the same time her hand extended to toy with one of his hairs. He did not mind the touch, in fact he seemed to enjoy how she seemed confident enough to touch him when she pleased. "I suppose we could do that..." He rolled his chair back and took to his feet, loosening the tie around his neck and slipping it off to put it on the desk and taking a step to the side so he would be standing directly in front of her. "Would you not be afraid?" A small sadistic and cruel grin began circling his lips slowly, one could even watch it grow as his hand slowly extended forward, an eerie and heart stopping pace to anyone else but she was not so weak. His hand landed in her hair, and his body walked up so his knees pressed at the desk, forcing her crossed legs apart so he stood between them. His fingers took a fistful, and with a sudden and rough yank he pulled her head backwards and forced her gaze up at him. <br><br>He was so close to her, a touch away, yet his intentions were far from desire. His lips touched her own for merely a second, before his head tilted downwards and he brushed his lips down her cheek all the way down to her ear, in which his words were whispers. "I would come at you with every intention to kill...murder...burn...and twist your body until nothing remains but the painfully average memory of your fortitude and the smell of scorched skin in the pathetic, Mudblood's noses."<br><br>His tone was different from when he spoke with her as she came down the stairs. Of all people, she would know that best. He did not know what it is to jest, everything he did served a purpose. Every threat he issued was to assert his dominance, and though he enjoyed her confidence and allowed her to touch him as she wished, that came with a price. That price was his own sadistic view of playfulness. If she wanted to be this close to him, she needed to deal with all sides of him, she needed the strength to keep up.<br></span><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>&nbsp; Athena, The rain of stuff. <br><br></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> His grin widened lightly as he leaned his side against the white wooden post beside him, crossing his arms as he listened to Athena roam his imagination wild. Oh she was one of the special ones that knew what to say just to hook his curiosity. She also seemed to be the one that would leave him with these thoughts and nothing more, just to toy with him lightly and create a teasing chase. Oh he knew he was a challenge, certainly more so than other regular girls who seemed to fall at his feet for no reason other than he's a Malfoy. The talk of her dresses had him distracted to say the least, though he managed to let out a small hum of curiosity and a playful brow raise just to make sure she knew that she hooked him. "Ah I can see it too, a white, tight dress that comes down just over the knees...perhaps a little higher and you'd certainly capture every eye in the room." <br><br>He added onto her thoughts with some of his own, and before he knew it they had already created an entire scenario fixated on all the enticing things she could wear. Then, she said just the right thing once again. This girl...she seemed to out-do him at his own game, and he was honestly slightly taken back by it though more intrigued once that feeling subsided. "Well, whenever you decide it's time for you to retreat to such a place, where one gets to see you in all forms of different...<em>clothing</em>(And he said that word a little too teasingly), you now know where I live for the year. It sounds ever so delightful." He flashed her a small wink, and before he could move his lips to utter another word the sound of things hitting the ground beside him caught his attention. <br><br>He turned his head, and oh did he ever regret turning his head. One after another, an item fell, then another, from clothes...to panties...to earrings, to god knows what else. He stood there a little astounded, looking up at Lily who decided to have a wardrobe makeover on the lawn. His head shifted between her throwing things off, and Albus who stood there and watched her do it. Honestly he was a little speechless at the whole thing, before tilting his head towards Athena so his words were whispers, his eyes still on the falling things all the way to the grand door slam. "I think they're having some family issues..." </span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 00:30:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br>A subtle hiss excited her mouth as he yanked her head back by gripping her chestnut hair. She did not resist him unlocking her legs and stepping in between them. Her mouth fell open a little as he touched his lips to hers. They were soft and yielding and when he moved his lips along her cheek towards her ear to whisper those sadistic little secrets to her, she bent her head a little bit to the side. Svetlana heard his twisted words, a small half smile curling her lips up at the corners as she listened and felt his hot breath against her neck.<br><br>"I do not know fear Lord, you will have to teach it," she said softly, her eyes shutting. He may not have been showing an inclination for sex, but her legs wrapped around his waist, hooking together at the ankles of her boots. Her hands now rested on either side of her rear end, propping her against the desk.<br><br>"But if one were to fall so swiftly, it would raise alarm with the others and they might begin to suspect. There are far subtler ways of doing these things, my lord, if you would decide what it is you want to accomplish," she murmured and then flexed her legs, thrusting him against her roughly. She smiled and moved her head back to gaze at him placidly from just a few inches away. "Have you the patience, Lord?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 00:53:10</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The hook of her legs around his waist cemented his position between them, and flexing of her muscles ensured that his hips were thrust forward to give a rough and teasing grind between her legs. Oh that drew the teasing grin out of him rather quickly, and for his lips to seize her earlobe for a moment in lustful urge drawn upon him by her actions. In her own way, she had...some, influence over him. Above all he was a man, though barely, and men do have an infamous weakness that the fairer sex has preyed on since the beginning of time. She would clearly feel it, and he could not help but sense his manhood take rise at the action, his hips forcing forward another grin as his free hand suddenly lowered to grab her ass and pin her hold onto him just a little tighter. <br><br>"You are not the easiest of students to teach." He finally responded, in an eerie hushed tone of voice. "With girls like you...teachers like us have to <em>beat</em> it into you." And with the emphasis on the word, his hips pressed forward a teasing grind that seemed much more forceful and direct than the previous. <br><br>His hand loosened lightly on her hair, only to slowly fall down to her neckline and have his finger slightly trail the collar bone. Just then, his fingers wrapped around her neck and seized it in a choke though he did not press nor push. He simply held her in place before him, and nothing excited him more than how much he could assert his dominance onto her. Besides being his most trusted, she was also the vessel for all his primal needs that he held within him. She knew just how important she was to him, and she took advantage of that. Perhaps to him, that was her most attractive quality.<br><br>His head tilted forward to speak his final words before she would, his lips an inch away from her own, his breath flowing against her skin. "I've waited nearly two decades to obtain you...I've waited even more to get this position so I can <em>choke</em> this school by its throat and squeeze the weak and pathetic out of it. Yet you, you test my patience. You speak of one thing..." He paused, his hand tightening it's grip on her ass. "And do another...so you are the last one to lecture me of subtlety." </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 01:53:12</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br>Svetlana threw her head back and laughed wickedly. If only he knew just the hold she had on him. It was fun, he was delicious and she hadn't had these physical urges in a <em>long, long</em> time. She clenched her teeth and sucked air sharply into a gap between her lips as she felt him grind his pelvis against her. Now they had gotten each other off track with their dangerous little liaison. At his comment, she made a mock expression as though she'd been admonished. "Me? <em>Students</em> like me, Lord? Oh but I only live to <em>serve</em> you," she said, too sweetly.<br><br>Lifting her hands from the desk, the brunette wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body against his. All amusement soon fled in the path of a creeping lust that was ignited as soon as she felt his growing erection against the seam of her jeans. Liquid warmth spread its inky course from her loins up into the pit of her belly and onward. She knew he had been the only one to illicit such passion in her body for an age and though it hadn't been the first time to happen, it was still simply a marvel to her that he was able to do it. <br><br>As she felt his hand grab her ass, she watched him through her half opened eyes, letting him press their hips together firmly. Desire surged through her and she hissed again through her clenched teeth. She leaned forward and planted a moist kiss against the corner of his mouth. "And so you have me here now, what <em>are</em> you going to do with me?" she whispered. He could feel her hands slithering down his back and slide beneath the rim of his pants. Gripping the tail of his shirt, she tugged it up in one sharp yank. Her hands slipped along the hem of the shirt until she had it all pulled out. Then, just to irritate him, she began to pull the front of his shirt from both sides, starting at the bottom, and each button began to pop free, clicking as they landed on the floor or on the desk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 02:24:55</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Every touch of her hands and lips at his skin sent sparks surging through his body, that lit up every pore of desire he had. The playful show of dominance was taken over by primal thoughts of lust and it's fulfillment all too quickly as she seized him in her needy grasp. The grin along his lips faded in place of a more lustful expression, his own lips trailing her skin as she spoke before she wrapped her arms around him. "And serve me you will..." He manged to whisper, though it was the last words he would manage to speak before she grasped him by his manhood and dragged him all the way down to the pits of feverish need and lust.<br><br>Just then, he felt er hands wrap around him and her body press against his own. Suddenly, he found the warm liquid that squirted out of her folds staining his own black pants and spreading quickly. The feeling seemed to spike an urge in him, and if not him then his length alone. It instantly seemed to harden and twitch at the warm, wet feeling that surrounded his erection, and his hips could not help but give a thrust forward to tease the clothed tip of his length against the source of the squirting liquid warmth. It was easier for him to find someone to, quite blanty, fuck and end his desire quickly much like she had a hard time finding a man to have her wetten herself so before the actual sin. Yet there was no one that could actually satisfy him, keep up with his beatings and ramming, actually match him and scream his name as she flooded him with a lust-filled climax. She was that gem, and when she pulled him into her realm of carnal need he could not escape it. <br><br>Before he knew it, his lustful thoughts were interrupted by the sound of falling buttons clicking as they hit the desk and the floor. His shirt slowly ripped in two, button after button, revealing his skin and flesh one by one to her. The act itself was more than enough to signal every neuron in his brain that the time for thought was over, that he would have her and fulfill his lustful thoughts right here on his desk. He, however, lacked the patience to rid her of the material that kept her naked body from him one by one like she did. His hands left her ass and hair, leaving her to hold onto his waist by flexing her thighs, and grabbed the shirt she wore. It slipped off of her shoulder, and so he grabbed hold of it's end by her neck, and the other end that laid along her upper arm. With a quick and sudden movement, a tear echoed throughout the halls as her shirt split in two and left what was hidden beneath them to reveal itself. <br><br>"I will do with you...what I do with all my subjects." he paused, and his hand wasted no time returning to her legs, and his fingers quickly grabbed hold of the button that locked her jeans and with a swift twist he had it unbuttoned. "<em>Discipline</em> them." Only then did he let his lips roam upwards and his teeth seize hold of her lower pair, a throaty hum resembling a moan escaping him as he tasted her finally. His tongue escaped him before his lips could lock with her own, finding hers and toying with it for a few moments, suspended between their mouths a few second before finally pressing his lips to her own in a hungry kiss.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 02:29:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Scorpius, Lily (mentioned)<br><br><hr><br>She'd been about to comment on the fact that she was only near the Ocean she preferred during the summer months, but before she managed to get a word out, items started to hail down near them making her jump in surprise! Without a though her wand slid out from an arm holster, almost seeming to appear as if by magic itself and she thought nothing of it as she muttered, "Protego!" to make a small shield erupt from the tip keeping any of the objects flying about them from hitting her in the head.<br><br>Looking at Scorpius, his comment about family squabbles fluttering through her mind, she glanced between him and the red-head she could just barely make out far above before asking, "If this is family trouble...why is she throwing things at <em>you?</em>"<br><br>As she asked she dodged to the side to, nimbly, avoid a crystal vase that broke nearly where she'd been standing. To destroy something so lovely indicated a high level of anger, and since she didn't know the girl she doubted that anger was directed toward her. Suspecting she was simply in the way, she arched one dark eyebrow and and let her eyes roll slowly over Malfoy, a slight smirk curving her lips before asking, "Jilted lover?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 02:31:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Qwen, open<br><br><hr><br>Teddy smiles warmly at the pretty blonde. ”It is indeed one of the hazards of growing up. The increasing desire to be out on your own. However I warn against moving too quickly. I was quick to leave my childhood home then found myself missing it greatly. I'm glad you enjoyed your summer though. My summer was pleasant but too long. By the end of July I wanted nothing more than to be back here. Which is odd as I never thought of myself as a teacher and after graduating from Hogwart's was quite glad to be done with school. Had this been an option then I'm not sure I would have taken advantage of it. But being badgered into giving this a try have found it be my one true passion. I truly love passing on my knowledge and continuing to learn myself in the process.”<br><br>Hearing Qwen's voice resounding through the castle and grounds Teddy cocks his head looking in the general direction of the transfiguration corridor and classroom. A soft chuckle slips from before his gaze returns to Astrid. ”If I remember correctly you are very interested in transfiguration. Would you care to see what Professor McGonagall has up his sleeve? I'm sure he has some sort of display planned. I have to admit I am rather curious about it myself. If you like I could take us directly there, or we could just walk through the campus. Whatever he has planned it is a good idea, giving the students a chance to meet like this.” He offers her his arm to either disapparate them or simply escort her through the castle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 02:46:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>&nbsp; Athena, The rain of stuff. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Scorpius did not have the same instinct as to take out his wand and begin protecting himself. Instead, he simply dodged from left to right everything that was being thrown at them until the reign of terror ended and the red-head retreated back into her dorm room. He looked at everything, and only then did he realize that most of the things thrown at them were Lily's. He found a locket on the ground, and bent down to pick it up, slipping it in his pocket. Socrpius knew that this stuff meant a lot to her, so he was utterly confused as to why she was throwing them away, furthermore, at him.<br><br>His attention turned back to Athena, who had an ever so coy smirk along her lips with words to match. He made a face, a rather sarcastic one before flashing her a coy smile, and looking up at the balcony for a moment. "Not really...just a very confused friend who has left me equally as lost, and apparently she's not very fond of me at the moment." He paused to ponder on it slightly, a hum escaping his throat before he turned his full attention back to Athena, kicking some of the Vase pieces away so she would not step on them.<br><br>"I'll tell you what, I'll use that great memory of mine to figure out where your classroom is, and we'll continue this enticing conversation later today. As much as I hate to leave your ever so beautiful gaze, I feel that if I don't go remedy this and figure out what caused her to flip. Before she decides to throw a desk at me, in which case your protego won't be enough to shield us both."&nbsp; <br><br>He waited for her to speak her last words, and then leaned in and gently placed a peck on Athena's cheek, before sending a playful smile her way and heading towards the dorms, up the stairs and to Lily's door, onto which he ever so hesitantly knocked.&nbsp; </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 03:45:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/15c9ea53-901b-4677-8b54-410adca7c467.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily Luna Potter<br>&gt;&gt; Albus and Scorpius; Athena indirectly<br>&gt;&gt; From the staircase to her room.</span></span></div><br><br><br>At first there wasn't any kind of response to Scorpius' hesitant knock on her door. A few moments passed with nothing and then, "If your last name is Malfoy you can go ahead and <em>piss off</em>! I am not in the mood for your games," came Lily's moderately angry voice from the inside of her room. As if to emphasize her point, something glass crashed against the door and fell to pieces in front of it. Of course he could only guess at what that was.<br><br>Inside the room, Lily sat on the edge of her bed, fuming quietly. She hated that he sounded so ignorant almost as much as she hated the fact that she was feeling so angry and somehow hurt. It was confusing and Lily did not like being confused. Aisling jumped onto Lily's bed and chose to lounge at the foot of it. She only thought that humans were silly with their emotions and to show her dismay she flopped her tail against the mattress. Such was the life of a cat.<br><br>Lily assumed Scorpius would go away, more than likely to stop and hit on the next twat that crossed his path. She reached across the mattress and pulled the cat gently to her. Aisling wasn't terribly excited by this and she meowed in disagreement, though acquiesced since it seemed that her owner needed the comfort.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 04:29:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Master Staircase, Student Dormitories<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Scorpius, Lily, Professor McGonagall, Inali<br><br><hr><br>Albus was a bit taken aback by the mention of Las Vegas (honestly he should have been expecting this) “Felix Felicis is very powerful not to be taken lightly Lily, the implications of what you are saying…” But Albus noticed she was distracted, she kept looking over at where Scorpius Malfloy was. Albus realized with mounting horror that he had stumbled into the middle of Lily’s boy troubles, troubles that he had sworn to avoid ever since an unfortunate incident with one of her Hogwarts boyfriends. He was actually a little relieved when Lily wrapped up the conversation and headed out, he would have plenty of time to talk to her later, maybe it would give him the opportunity to avoid whatever crass drama was brewing between her and his avowed non-rival. “OK little sister see you later then" He took a quick glare at Scorpius and marched away.<br><br>Well what to do now? He had half heard Professor McGonagall announce that he was holding some kind of preview class or mixer for new students or something. Albus was not a new student (he might as well be, he didn't know anyone) but he thought he should participate as part of that anti-shyness campaign he was trying out on himself. He turned to head off in that direction. He took another sip of his nerve calming rum, which was by now affecting his mind a bit. Albus knew better than to rely on intoxication (those times had been disasters) but he needed some help. Maybe there was some great formula for a social confidence potion out there, but he had yet to find it. <br><br>Albus walked into the Transfiguration classroom slightly late, he noticed everyone lining up against the wall and dashed over to get in line. As he listened to the professor talk he realized with a sinking feeling that they were getting involved with boggarts.&nbsp; It was confirmed when a new student uttered the word. Albus took a look at the new student, who fascinatingly enough looked and sounded American, if he remembered correctly the native tribes there had a fascinating view of magic and it’s relation to the non-magical community. This man seemed even less sociable than Albus though, uttering the word “Boggart” in a cold and emotionless tone that made even him think, lighten up a little. <br><br>Albus had consciously avoided Boggarts, the study of them had been unsettling enough, and he had no idea what his might turn into. Well whether or not he was going to find out today, he was interested in where the professor was going with this. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 04:30:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagall (mentioned)<br><br><hr><br>Listening to Professor Lupin speak about not being to eager to leave home, she considered his words. The truth was that, while he might be right, she wasn't certain that she could avoid her eagerness to find her own way in the world. Like many things, she suspected, it was simply a part of growing up, that headlong dash into the unknown, to find one's own way in the world, only to find that they should have appreciated what they had more, while they had it. Her own parents had said as much, of course, but it didn't carry the same weight from them, as it did from Lupin; perhaps because, coming from them, it felt as if they were trying to hold her back, keep her child, when she wanted to fly as freely into her adult life, as she did when she took her form as a Sparrow.<br><br>Taking the offered arm she flashed a grin up at the Professor she was speaking with, a tinge of mirth sparkling in her eyes, "Your memory serves you very well. Transfiguration is one of my better classes and I have no doubt Professor McGonagall will come up with an interesting display for his orientation," she added in agreement. Professor McGonagall has a reputation for being able to make a point and teach a lesson with his skills at Transfiguration. "If you're eager to see what he has up his sleeve, I'll trust you to Apparate us there, though it's a lovely day for the walk as well...I'll leave the decision to you," she said, letting her frame sway just close enough to be flirtatious without being too entirely forward.<br><br>He <em>was</em> a Professor after all. If he simply Apparated them she'd continue to be polite but keep her distance. If he returned her flirtatious demeanor...well the idea made the light in her eyes flash slightly with something other than mirth, though she quickly banked that flash and he'd have had to have been look directly at her to even notice it.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Scorpius<br><br><hr><br>His picking up the locket wasn't lost on Athena and she bent down, retrieving a pair of earrings and handing them to him as well. Most of the rest of what had fallen was broken and useless, but such pieces as that locket and those earrings could be used against the young girl if someone with malice in their heart had gotten ahold of them, "True friends are rare in this world and should be cared for tenderly. If she let's you by her door, remind her that she shouldn't throw such things about however. Someone who wanted to hurt her could use that locket, or these earrings to aim a curse or hex at her. Throwing things in a temper is fine," she added, a small smirk hinting that she might have done so a time or two herself, "just remind her to throw them in her own room for safety's sake."<br><br>She chuckled at the slight peck on her cheek and watched the blonde haired young man go before before giving her wand a slight wave to dispel her shield charm and tucked her wand back into her sleeve. Malfoy had seemed interesting, not nearly so arrogant as she had expected him to act, which was refreshing. She'd spent to much time with young dandy's (the son's of her father's business partners) who had simply thought she should be meek and submissive, bowing or scraping, or otherwise adoring, them simply because of their Father's business acumen...something most of them sorely lacked themselves! That Malfoy hadn't put on such airs earned him points he wouldn't even be aware of with her.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning on her heel she looked around the square and suddenly simply flung her arms wide and spun like a child, laughing in glee until she was breathless and dizzy! It was always good to be back at Drangonsclaw, but now she needed something else to focus her attention on, and, once done spinning like a top, she let her golden gaze roam, returning smiles to those that had cast them at her antics, and smirking at the stranger looks she got for them as well.<br><br>Let people think what they wanted, just because she was&nbsp; Grad student and a Professor didn't mean she had to be serious all the time! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 04:40:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br><br>Svetlana grinned as Rome tore her sweater away, leaving behind a black lace bra. Her mouth accepted his as he unbuttoned her pants and she reached down to brace herself so she could lift her rear up off the desk and assist him in their immediate removal. All that was left was the panties that matched her lace bra. Her arms slipped under his open shirt and her nails raked across the flesh on his back as their kiss continued.<br><br>Her hands wandered from his back and returned to his front whereupon she began to unfasten his belt and then his button and zipper, thus releasing the hard length of his sex from its captivity. Pushing his pants down, she soon began tugging his underwear down with them so that the fingers of her right hand around his rigid growth and begin to stroke it rhythmically. Her pulse escalated and soon she broke the kiss in order to caress her mouth along the curve of his jaw, to his throat where she treated him to a fierce little bite to the flesh of his neck, her the canines of her teeth surprisingly sharp, though not as sharp and extended as that of a vampire. An instant later she kissed the spot, having left a definitive impression of her teeth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 05:05:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong>&nbsp; Athena, The rain of stuff. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">With Athena's word ringing in his mind, Scorpius knocked again before he was yelled at that his last name was not allowed within the room. He rolled his eyes for a moment, she always had a flare for the dramatic. He pulled out his wand, and with a quick wave at the lock the words were whispered. "Alohamora.". Just like that, a click, and the door came unlocked. Malfoy pushed it open and rather hesitantly stepped inside, doding the new fragments of glass at the yet again broken vase or plate, he didn't know, he just carefully stepped over them so he wouldn't stab himself in the foot.<br><br>He tiptoed all the way to the bed she was on and sat down next to her. There was an awkward, quiet silence for a few moments as his hand came down to lightly pet her cat. He turned his body lightly, a brow raised so he could look at her and watch out for her expressions. "First of all, as my friend was saying, someone can grab these and curse you. Mind your last name, so here you go." With that, he slipped into her hands both the locket and the earrings, letting his hand linger at hers lightly. <br><br>"Now will you please tell me why you attempted to murder me with Vases, lockets, and panties from your balcony? I realize the Potter joke was a little lame but I don't deserve to have projectiles hurled at me. A little harsh Lily, no?"</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Within moments of her sweater tearing off, her pants followed and left her nearly naked before him, his gaze stopped by a pair of black panties and a bra to match. The lace was all too easily removable, and his hands found themselves grabbing at her breasts in need, wrapping around her as they furiously kissed to unlace her bra and have it fall from her body, his hand snatching it and tossing it across the room so it was no longer an obstacle to keep him from her flesh. His hands instantly took hold of her breasts, letting them fill his hand before he gave them a tight squeeze, his lips parting just a moment to growl a lustful moan against her own lips that seized him ever so tightly. <br><br>Before he knew it, his shirt was gone and her nails raked themselves down his chest, causing him to break the kiss again only to growl louder in the infuriatingly pleasurable feeling of her nails scratching at his skin. His length, quickly seized and grinded against by her hand the moment his pants and boxers were thrown to the ground, throbbed and pulsed against her as she instantly stroked it. She seemed to know every tiny detail of what to do, to keep him under her command as they ravaged each others bodies, and before he could move another muscle he found her teeth sinking into his neck and a vicious moan of pleasure left him. He seemed to get more and more excited the more dangerously painful their experience got, the rougher she was with him, the more he seemed to go crazy for her, the more his body needed to grab her and pin her to its will. <br><br>A small leak of blood sprang from her bite mark, letting a tiny stream drip down his neck and he could not care less about it. She kissed at the bruise, and that moment of delicacy was his chance to give him his dominance back. His hips suddenly began to push back and forth, thrusting his length into her hand like he would between her legs in a few more moments. His hands came down and loudly spanked her ass, before taking a full grip and nearly picking her up off the desk with his strength alone, forcing her hand to let go and grinding the shaft of his length between her legs and against the black lace panties, roughly rubbing against her clit while attempting to satisfy his desire in his rugged and vicious foreplay. It was a little game, to see who would break first and literally beg for it, grab the other, pin him down and take what they wanted. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 05:41:59</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br>A delighted moan issued from her as he began to roughly manipulate her breasts in his hands after he had removed the bra from her. She was very much enjoying the responses he was giving to everything she did. They were each vying for power over one another and it really was fun. She wriggled against him and her mouth found his, her teeth nipping firmly at his lower lip before she simply kissed him and her tongue slid into the heated depths of his mouth, entangling with his own. His taste was innervating and Svetlana wrapped her arms around his shoulders so that she could entangle her fingers within his short cropped hair, pressing him into the kiss.<br><br>When he lifted her up, she simply kept her legs wrapped firmly around his naked waist, pulling her mouth from his so she could moan loudly as he prodded her through her panties. He could feel the damp heat there that had gradually been building up during their foreplay. She let him tease and excite her and while it did elicit the subtle moans from her, she did not break down and plead with the dark lord to enter her. She smiled wickedly at him, understanding that this was what he wanted from her, but showing him that she was still willing to play, even if it meant depriving herself of what her body really wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 06:07:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/15c9ea53-901b-4677-8b54-410adca7c467.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily Luna Potter<br>&gt;&gt; Scorpius<br>&gt;&gt; From the staircase to her room.</span></span></div><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily had once again been so encompassed in her own thoughts that she didn't really notice Scorpius entering her room. She didn't say anything to him when he sat down beside her, but the cat jumped off of her lap, having no interest in being around these two creatures at this time. When Scorpius handed her the jewelry and went on about the fact that it might not be safe to leave things like that lying around, she turned and stared at him as if he was a Martian from outer space. His complete lack of the sense of the situation made her feel worse and the confusion made her head pound. She dropped the items on the floor by her feet and raked the hair back from her face. And then he kept talking.<br><br>Lily bristled at his complete lack of comprehension and glared coolly at him. "Are you daft? I know that I cannot be the only one of us who feels...who feels..." she hesitated and looked up at the ceiling as if the answer was right there. It wasn't, but she didn't want to look at him and his stupefied expression. Besides, she wasn't even sure what it was she wanted to say. She stood up and paced the room. "Maybe I am. You hit on anything and everything that even slightly resembles a female. You always have. Flirting with me all of these years, the gifts, the way you talk to me, it must just be mindless second nature to you," she said, seeming maybe more like she was talking to herself, sorting it all out while he sat there on her bed.<br><br>It was embarrassing, aggravating, frustrating and she had the really icky feeling that she had just been stupid all along. "Everything I threw down there was something you gave me, <em>Malfoy</em>. You have spend the past twelve years of my life sending me a gift every birthday--every single birthday. Why? If anything, if this whole thing has just been in my mind and I have never been anything more to you than any other woman you've ever encountered, then why?" she asked this last question, facing him with her typical blatant stare, refusing to look away and wanting to finally understand everything.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 18:02:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br>It didn't take long for Kiran to stumble upon an interesting sight, just outside the dorms. There were many things scattered about on the ground, most of them appearing to be personal belongings <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> a lady's, by the looks of it. Apparently the first day of the new term was starting off interestingly for some people, he thought to himself with a chuckle. His interest was piqued, in any case, so went to take a closer look.<br><br><strong>"Looks like someone's having a good time,"</strong> he commented jokingly as he stepped closer towards the brunette who was twirling joyously amongst the scattered items. It seemed unlikely the stuff scattered about belonged to her, but Kiran had an inkling she knew what kind of unnatural disaster swept though there. Some of the other people having stopped to see what all the fuss was about began to wander off, apparently judged that there wasn't much worth seeing anymore, and resumed their original courses to destinations unknown to Kiran.<br><br><strong>"My parents always scolded me when I left my toys scattered about the yard. Mum would have a right fit if she saw this mess, heh."</strong> He chuckled, turning his eyes from the scattered items towards Athena. <strong>"Guess this year is starting off interestingly."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>06-05-2013, 00:21:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Teddy had offered to apparate them both directly to Qwen's classroom but whether he actually did or not was decision that he would make based more on her actions than her words. When Astrid takes his arm his smile is warm and friendly showing a bit of pride that he had indeed remembered correctly. His smile does not change as she says that she trusts him to apparate them both, but does change slightly when she moves a little closer to him than mere politeness would require. It becomes more charming with a definite gleam in his emerald eyes. ”It is indeed a very lovely day and I'm sure there is no need to rush.” His free hand reaches across his body to come to rest on the hand she has on his arm. He then starts to in the general direction of the main entrance to the castle.<br><br>When coming down as he had Teddy had not intended to flirt with the attractive young woman, however now that he is there with her and she seems to be in a mildly flirtatious mood and he is attracted to her and rather fond of her he might as well show her that. At this moment with her so close he really does not care if he gets to Qwen's classroom in time to see what the other professor has planned or not. He will likely hear about it second hand anyway. He had been wanting see and greet as many of the arriving students possible but now with Astrid on his arm he hardly even notices anybody as they move into the area where more students are about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>06-05-2013, 00:59:59</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai<br>Time: Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Acacia leaned back against the trunk of the tree. For a minute her hazel eyes were focused on the ground. "I used to play in woods like this at home before I had to move," she spoke, an undertone of saddness in her voice. These woods did remind her of the ones which used to surround her old home, before the tragedy and before she had to move to her aunt's house. It brought back old memories, ones she had tried to bury.&nbsp; Removing her hands from her pockets, Acacia ran the bead covered hand through her hair. There was a crescent moon charm attached to the jade beads.<br><br>"I am not sure what the policy is on hunting," she spoke glancing over at Kutseena. In the distance she could hear laughter as more students arrived. Letting out a sigh, "Sometimes its good to get away from the busy halls and rooms," she spoke more just a statement. Whenever it grew close to the full moon, being around large crowds tended to put her a bit on edge. Which was why she would take frequent trips into the woods, sometimes to scout out a location decent enough for when she transformed. "What is your opinion on werewolves?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>06-05-2013, 03:09:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone in the Classroom<br><hr>Hearing Inali speak with his answer Quen smiled.&nbsp; <strong>"Correct!&nbsp; This wardrobe indeed does contain a wallet.&nbsp; But Transfiguration is more than... turning a goose into a goblet.&nbsp; It is change.&nbsp; You can transform a rain of glass shards into sand.&nbsp; It can be used in many aspects.&nbsp; Okay, without further a-do Im going to go first.&nbsp; For those of you just arriving.. well introductions can be made again later."</strong><br><br>Thomas flicked his wand and the lock unlatched and the door of the wardrobe opened.&nbsp; A serious woman, in emerald robes stepped out.&nbsp; She had her hair pulled in a tight bun and her stern expression and thin lips nearly made him shutter.&nbsp; The form of his aunt stepped from the wardrobe.&nbsp; Minerva McGonagall was all he had ever feared.&nbsp; It wasn't so much her, but rather her disapproval.&nbsp; He spoke the incantation <strong>"Riddikulus!</strong> and there was the sound of a whip cracking, leaving the form of what was a stern Minerva McGonagall, to become a Hippie McGonagall complete with flowery robes, large glasses, and peace signs.&nbsp; All which was enough to let him crack up a bit.&nbsp; <br><br>He stepped back and said <strong>"Who is next!"</strong>&nbsp; allowing another student to step forward while the boggart itself became a shifting orb, images of fears standing out from its form as it shifted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>06-05-2013, 03:21:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr>Kutseena zeroed in an Acacia as she spoke. Her question on Werewolves triggered what she had been trying to piece together about the girl, and she gave slight nod as the pieces fell together. “Ah. That is the oddness about you.” She gave the slightest of shrugs. “We have learned about such with our classes at Salem Witches Institute. My people do not view Lycanthrope the way you Pale Faces do. A few of the various People have the Shape Shifting Ability.” She paused as her thoughts whirled around remembering her lessons as SWI. “My People have learned to work with their Gift. We do not treat it as bad or evil. It is. And they have learned in a way to control it. We have a branch of our Family that is Werecoyotes. They are considered direct descendants of Old Man Coyote through an Ancestor.”<br><br>She stopped and studied Acacia more. Her thoughts playing back and forth. “You cannot control your Change can you?” Oddly enough Kutseena liked this girl. Besides the fact that she was very pretty, there was something else about her Kutseena liked. Maybe it was her actual openness. Oh she’d opened up in a roundabout way, but she was still open to an actual observer. Kutseena gave a nod. “I have a cousin who is supposed to come and teach a class. Maybe you would benefit from it. It is concerning your Gift and how to better control it by your own means.”<br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall, Albus Potter, and Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr>Inali watched as another entered the class and came to stand by him. He didn’t miss the guy’s look at him over his utterance of what the creature was. But Inali didn’t care if people thought he was too stiff. It was the way of his People, and until these Pale Faces proved to him that they were worth his time to know, and even trust in the least bit, he was giving nothing away.<br><br>Inali gave no reaction to Professor McGonagall’s reply. He stood stoically through it all and watched as the woman in green stepped out and then was transformed into a hippie version of herself. He stood patiently and quietly through all the students before him as they went through their various fears. Some were spiders, some were clowns, others feared things like Howlers, nasty letters, those, he kind of couldn’t blame them, since they were rather embarrassing to say the least. Bad Grades, small children, he could only assume they had younger siblings for that kind of fear. <br><br>Then it was his turn. He stepped forward and the Boggart stayed a sphere, pulsing and throbbing, it morphed and looked a bit ambiguous, clearly having no idea what to change into. He looked to the Professor and gave the slightest of shrugs. “My twin and I always did have problems with this part of the Dark Arts Class.” He quietly stepped aside for the next person, not bothering to wait for a response from Professor McGonagall.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 04:27:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Malfoy just sat there wordless at first, trying to take in what had upset her so and why she threw everything at him. Honestly, he did not expect such a strong reaction for him being his usual self. Her words were a little clouded, but clear enough that Scorpius understood the jist of what she was trying to say. He took a sigh and leaned back onto the bed lightly, slipping a hand into her hair to toy with a single lock lightly. "I don't know what comes after 'feels'. You yourself couldn't finish the sentence. Honestly, Lily, I didn't deserve to have vases and all my stuff that I bought you thrown at me, when you can't even properly tell me why." He paused, his tone not really angry, but more quizzical. <br><br>"I don't know what you want me to say. I bought you the gifts every year because you're close to me, because I care for you. You obviously mean more to me than other girls, despite what everyone around us says because of our last names. Yet, that's all it ever was. A friendship that drifted apart, while I tried to maintain contact by remembering all your birthdays and buying you what you desired most. So why is it exactly, that talking to another girl has you throwing all the things that I spent most of my money on to make you happy, right in my face?" <br><br>He pulled out the locket from his pocket. "Even this?" </span><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">A loud moan finally left his throat and echoed through the hall as the tip of his length pressed into her folds, only being held back by the drenched black fabric. His hands tightened on her ass as he held her suspended in mid air, his nails digging into her skin lightly to maintain further moans from escaping him. His hips could not sustain his will to win this game any longer, helplessly prodding and pushing his length against the black lace panties, trying to rip them apart from her so he could thrust forward and shove his length where it belong. His breath came out in light pants, his tongue escaping him to run along the side of her neck before his teeth clamped down on her shoulder and heavily bit to return bruised favor. There was nothing he could do to stop himself now, nothing he could do to win this game of patience. <br><br>His fingers slipped beneath the string holding her pants together, and with a quick snap he yanked his fingers upwards and the panties came undone. Within seconds, he had already grabbed it and tossed it in one of his desk's drawers, but instantly brought his attention back to her as he held her against him, naked and bare, ready to be rammed by her Dark Lord. He flashed her a lustful grin, his teeth seizing her lip's lower pair as he set her back on the desk, inching her as far out as she could so she would remain seated, but her legs able to spread. He grabbed both of her legs and pulled them apart, his length now throbbing and pulsing, excited enough that a rope of precum shot from the tip and landed just beneath her stomach. <br><br>His grin widened, as if marking his mate for all to see. Just then, his wait was nearly over. His hips pushed forward and the shaft of his length gave the first long and teasing grind against her folds, roughly pressing into her clit and retreating to place it's head against her entrance.<br>His hands tightened on her thighs, his eyes were staring directly into hers. All she needed to do was push forward, and her lord's length would have finally pounded itself deep into his mistress.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 05:29:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Astrid smiled at the Professor's words. He was right, it really was a lovely day, but what she was really paying attention to, was his hand as it lay over her own. His touch was warm and she felt a light tingling under her skin at it, a tingling that sent a flash of warmth flaring through her eyes as she cast a smile up at the taller Professor.<br><br>"A lovely day indeed, and no doubt we'll arrive in time to see whatever finale Professor McGonagall has planned for the new students. Maybe he'll turn one into a pocket watch, that seemed to be a favored threat last year when students were late," she said with a low chuckle before looking up at Lupin once more, an impish gleam sparkling in her eyes, "What about you Professor, I didn't have the pleasure of either of your classes last year, any favorite threats you like to use to keep unruly, or tardy, students in line?"<br><br>She hadn't been able to resist asking. She had no real interest in being an Auror and his other class, being about the History of Sex had just sounded too embarrassing to her for her first year at University. She'd considered taking it this year, but her required classes were already going to take up most of her time. Waiting for his answer, the thought flashed through her mind that, just perhaps, he might be convinced to share a few tidbits from his classes...in private. For now though, she was just going to enjoy the light flirtation and the lovely weather. <br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Hearing a voice, Athena, paused and flashed a grin at the handsome brunette who'd approached her, "I always have a good time. If you can't laugh at the absurdities in life, you're doomed to be incredibly unhappy," &nbsp;she said with a light laugh as she toed a piece of a broken vase, making sure he'd understand just what it was that she was finding absurd.<br><br>She grinned at his comment about the mess and the year starting interestingly but gave a small shrug and laughed again, "For someone anyway. My first guess was a jilted lover, but the man I was talking to says the girl is just a friend. From the mess I would guess that she isn't happy being in the "friend box", but that is just a guess and could be entirely wrong. Perhaps she just randomly decided she didn't like any of her things and that his head made a lovely target," she added, a small smirk on her lips and a mischievous gleam lighting her golden eyes. <br><br>Normally she was more reserved when at the University but it was just Arrival day, no classes had started yet, and she was still feeling light and refreshed from her summer vacation. It made her playful and flirtatious and she had no qualms about flashing a teasing green at the brunette as she asked, "You look familiar but I am terribly sorry, I am awful with names. I'm Athena," she said, holding out her hand in greeting, "And my mother wouldn't just make me clean up this mess, if it were mine, but would have me scrubbing floors and washing, and re-washing, dishes and anything else she could think of to teach me to treat my own things better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 06:27:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Teddy looks down at the lovely student and his smile seems to grow brighter when he sees the flare of warmth flash in her eyes and smile as his hand touched hers. A light laugh slips from him when she talks about Qwen threatening to turn students into pocket watches. ”He is more like his aunt than I bet he is willing to admit, as I recall that was one of her favored threats back at Hogwart's.” He looks at her again and lowers his head down close to her ear to speak in a low conspiratorial voice for only her to hear. ”I think I came pretty close to actually having her follow through with that threat with me several times. The trick to get out of it is to then make her laugh, I suppose it probably works the same with him.” He then stands up straight again and continues their slow walk as if he had not just shared a little secret with her.<br><br>A full laugh escapes Teddy's smiling face when Astrid asks what threats he uses to get student s to arrive on time and behave in his class. ”I don't make idle threats. It is standard knowledge in my Auror class that any late or unruly students automatically become my volunteers for demonstrations I need to do about disarming, or capturing fugitives. My other class is a bit more difficult. For most students the charm on the doorway that makes any late arrivals clothing disappear is enough, but there are always a few students that are exhibitionists and start arriving late quite intentionally so they can set throughout the entire class naked. Those individuals I turn invisible to everybody but me so I always know where they are and what they're doing.” He looks down at her with different kind of smile on his face as he is thinking about her being one of his tardy students to his alternative class and wonders if he could keep his mind on the day's lesson.<br><br>”I'm curious, Astrid, if I may call you that. I understand why you have not taken my Auror class, being an Auror is not for everybody. Why have you not taken my other class, though? It's actually quite fascinating.” Teddy's hand squeezes her just a bit as they walk before his fingers begin to just idly caress her fingers and his does the same on the back of her hand. He smiles as he thinks of the possibility of perhaps giving her some private lessons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 06:53:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Laughing outright at the idea of making Professor McGonagall laugh, Astrid let a small smirk curve her lips as she shook her head, "But I want to see him turn someone into a pocket watch!" she declared with a bright laugh and a light squeeze to his arm under her hand. "I just don't want it to be me, so I show up on time for class. Actually, my mother drilled punctuality into me as a child, just the thought of being late is almost enough to make me hear her voice in my chastising me," she admitted with a small shrug.<br><br>When he started sharing about his own classes, she couldn't stop the furious blush that colored her cheeks! The idea of having to sit, nude, through an entire class made her shudder and her cheeks flame! It would be one thing to be naked by choice, but by stupidity...no, she thought not. If she ever <em>did</em> take his class, that particular threat would have her perpetually early!<br><br>"The truth is, I'm not really comfortable discussing sex in a classroom setting. It's easy enough to discuss with <em>one</em> person, maybe two depending on the topic, but I've never been comfortable with large group discussions of it," she said, glancing up at him, her smile slightly coy and her fingers once more tightening just slightly on his arm, enough that it wouldn't be misconstrued as anything but emphasis on her words while she didn't bother trying to hide the slight shiver that ran through her as his own fingers stroked her own.<br><br>She didn't bother trying to stop her thoughts as they wondered just what those fingers would feel like caressing more than just her fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 08:34:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Again Teddy laughs with Astrid when she mentions wanting to see somebody turned in to a pocket watch. ”Understandable desire. I wanted to see that too with his aunt, but never did get to. Although I heard that she did one year while I was there to a student a few years younger who perpetually late. If you are serious about wanting to see it then I suggest that you don't share what I just told with any of your classmates.” He feels the tightening of her hand on his arm and in turn his arm draws even closer to his side pulling her just that tiny bit closer too.<br><br>Seeing the deep blush on Astrid's cheeks Teddy chuckles lightly. ”I'm guessing your react is because you would not be comfortable setting naked through an entire class. Well that is the entire point of doing that. Most people are not comfortable with it. I think it is a very appropriate punishment for the subject matter though. Only problem is I did not make it discriminatory in any way. There was one time I was held up with some other things and arrived late myself and when I walked through the door, poof, my clothes vanish because in my rush I forgot to disable the charm before stepping through or coming in through my office. So in all fairness I gave my lecture in the buff that day.”<br><br>Teddy is quiet for a moment after Astrid gives her reasons for not taking his class. One he is slightly distracted by her admitting to being able to discuss sex one person and kind of emphasized with a slight infliction on the word “one” coinciding with another squeeze of his arm, not a group any larger than just possibly two other people. This has him wondering what other person she would be willing to have in such a conversation. ”I guess I can understand that you and many other people feel that way. What I don't understand is why people feel that way. Sex is a natural part of life and it has been happening for as long as people have been on this planet. In all truth though my class deals very little with actual hardcore stuff or even personal likes and or experiences. Most of what we study is the different ways sex has been viewed by society in general throughout history and the philosophical points of those views.”<br><br>The shiver Teddy feels run through Astrid's hand and arm sends a thrill through his own system and he squeezes her hand again before his fingers resume their light movement across her smooth warm skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 10:11:04</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Professor Mcgonagall, Inali<br><br><hr><br>Albus watched with surprised awe as the American student he had noticed before approached the Boggart and it did not transform.&nbsp; Albus remembered with shame the day he brewed up a potion to fake an illness to avoid facing the Boggart in class. But the way this man had handled it, was there even a precedent for this? It was incredibly fascinating, worth studying. Was it a lack of fear, self-knowledge, or a disruption of the Boggart's psychic ability? He would never have thought that a pulsing sphere could express confusion in that manner. It was definitely worth looking into. Maybe he should not have been so quick to judge the American, perhaps his stoicism was a virtue.<br><br>The other students seemed to deal with their little fears quite handily; it was an interesting look into their psychology. But his anxiousness was rising as it became closer to his turn. He was essentially being asked to share the depths of his psychology with an entire classroom of people. He didn’t even know what was going to pop out.<br>Albus approached the sphere slightly trembling, trying to keep a firm and solid facial expression (but he knew he was most likely fooling no one) he watched the sphere begin to reshape and reform itself in front of him.<br><br>He found himself staring into his own deep green eyes. It was himself as an old man. He stood there wearing tattered robes, a long untrimmed beard, and a sign PLEASE HELP ME. I HAVE NO ONE ELSE IN THE WORLD. It was him as a beggar, a failure, a lonely disappointment. Albus took a moment to assess the situation and to think about what this told him about himself. It was true, his biggest fear was failing, not achieving his dreams, missing out on life. His biggest enemy was himself. But, his thoughts quickly turned to rage. He was Albus Severus Potter, a brilliant wizard, sure he had some issues but he could conquer them. He would break out of his shell if he had too, no matter how long it took, he was a budding genius. If it could be figured out, he would do it. His biggest fear was his own failure, but that was something he could control, something he could overcome.<br><br>With a flick of his wand Albus shouted “Riddikulus!” The old man in front of him was suddenly wearing a goofy Hawaiian t-shirt, a garland of flowers, shorts, sunglasses, and he was holding a large Margherita. His father had once shown him photos of his muggle relatives, his great aunt and uncle, who in their old age had taken a cruise in the Caribbean and had looked utterly ridiculous in this get up. <br><br>With a smile Albus retreated from the Boggart allowing it to reshape itself. He turned to the Professor “Most enlightening Professor, you have done me a great service today” As he stepped back with the other students, he turned to the new American student who had confused the Boggart . “That was most impressive, unlike anything I’ve ever heard of. Do you have any idea why that happened, if you don’t mind me asking?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 14:31:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>"My lips are sealed!" she declares when he tells her not to share the secret to avoiding punishment with their own Professor McGonagall and while she might have laughed, she smiled instead, letting him draw her in closer against him, enjoying the way that extra touch of nearness lets her feel the warmth of him against her bare arm and the slight brush of his leg against hers as they walk. The day might have been on the slightly cool side, but she was more than warm enough while walking with him.<br><br>When he mentioned having to teach one of his classes in the nude, she couldn't stop herself from arching one delicate eyebrow and letting her gaze linger on him for longer than was polite. The look on her face, and the pinkness of a fresh blush, made it clear that she was imagining just that, and the gleam sparkling in her eyes made it clearer that she was enjoying what her imagination was coming up with! "I'll admit, I'm not certain if I should feel some small measure of pity for you, or envy of the students that were there that day!" she finally said with a bright laugh and playful bump of her hip against his. "I do hope you made your charm a bit more...discriminating...since, or I could see it becoming the goal of some student to try and make you late again," she added with a small smirk, her tone making it clear that it would be one of <em>her</em> goals if she was in his class to do just that!<br><br>"If it's more philosophy and societal viewpoints, I think I could handle the class discussions. Mostly I just don't like some of the verbal one-upsmanship, that a lot of people seem to get into when they discuss sex, or the way they try to bring it down to it's basest, most vulgar level. It seems like a lot of the group discussions I've heard (and quickly leave) turn into a game of whose done what and if you aren't the most experienced person at the table you become an object of ridicule. I know that wouldn't happen in the classroom, but my sex life isn't something I'm comfortable sharing with a classroom...and there are some <em>wild</em> rumors about your classes!" she adds with a fresh laugh and a teasing grin. With his fingers continuing to caress her hand it's harder to concentrate but she manages to focus enough to continue, "I suspect the rumors are meant to make it sound far more exciting than philosophy and societal views actually are."<br><br>Looking up at him she give her head the slightest of shakes, flipping an errant curl out of her face and flashing an inviting smile once more. It never occurred to her that she'd just admitted, in a round-about fashion, that <em>she</em> wasn't the most experienced girl at the table in such discussion but even if it had she wouldn't have cared. It wasn't as if Hogwarts had let a lot of time for dalliances and in her first year of University she'd been so caught up in her studies that she just hadn't made much of a priority out of anything but her studies. Even if it had occurred to her, however, it wouldn't have bothered her. The man taught a class on sex, it surely wouldn't surprise him that not all his students were experts on the subject!&nbsp; <br><br>Trying not to show that he was effecting her ability to think, she asked, "When you're discussing societal viewpoints, do you do a comparison between different regions and people, or is your main focus Eastern Europe's Magical Community?" &nbsp;She actually was curious on that point. There were certainly enough Half-Bloods and Muggleborns about that you could probably get into some very interesting discussions about different viewpoints between the Magical and Muggle Communities, especially if you accounted for regional differences in viewpoint as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 16:44:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>A small chuckle comes from Teddy at Astrid's comment of keeping her lips sealed. ”Then I hope you get your chance to witness him following through on that threat.” Her closeness to him and obvious willingness to stay that close is making it moderately difficult for him to concentrate on anything other than that, but through a sheer of will he forces himself to listen her and give what he hopes is intelligent replies.<br><br>Teddy cannot help but to stop walking and turn face Astrid placing their bodies even closer together and forcing him to look down into her eyes after comment and playful hip bump. ”Don't pity me, Astrid, it was my own stupidity that put me in that situation. As for envy, well that is something more personal and you must decide your own feeling on that, but that you would does flatter me considerably.” He laughs lightly. ”It did sort of become kind of a running game with different students, both male and female, attempting to make me late after that. I always put it off more to amusement value than anything else though.” He arches his own brow noting that her tone made it clear that be one of her goals and not for amusement. ”No, I have not changed the charm, as the creator though it is a simple matter to disable it for me or others. It is just a matter of remembering to do so or entering by a different means. I suppose it would be a simple enough thing to have it exclude myself and certain other people, but it amuses me to force other professors to stop and request safe entrance before just barging into my classroom during a lecture. It is also good to help keep me alert and focused on my lesson.” He still has her arm on his and his hand on hers, but he can feel warmth of her body on his forearm as it between their bodies as they face each other for a moment before he returns to just being at her side to continue walking. Now however his pace is that of a slow stroll.<br><br>An understanding smile crosses Teddy's face as they are again moving forward and she talks about his teachings. ”I don't condone those types of vulgar competitions in my class, those are best for pub gatherings among small minded individuals. Besides the fact that believe it or not there are many sexual practices that I have not indulged in nor intend to. Oh, I greatly discourage any discussion about anybody's personal experiences, that is most certainly not what my class is about unless it directly pertains to the current discussion and is more about how society has treated them as a result rather than the act itself.” He laughs openly when she mentions the <em>wild</em> rumors. ”Most of those are complete falsehoods I'm sure fabricated to make it sound more exciting. Some of which I have done nothing to stop while some I have publicly denied. We have never devolved into orgies in the classroom. Nor have I ever brought any animals in for demonstrations. My focus is on a broader understanding of human sexuality and acceptance.”<br><br>The shake of Astrid's head to move a stray curl form her face or inviting smile is not lost on the professor, nor is her roundabout admission to not being the most experienced person sexually. The smile he returns to is warm, understanding, and just as inviting. Again he stops walking but does not turn quite as much as before. Not so suddenly he has the strong desire to lean down and press his lips to those oh so tempting and inviting ones on her beautiful face. He is stopped before actually beginning to lean down by her last question. ” I try to cover as many different views as I can from all over the world both muggle and magical. I'm starting this year's session with a discussion of the big debate a couple decades ago in American about same sex marriages.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 17:45:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Enjoying thier walk, Astrid, is slightly startled when Lupin pauses and is, suddenly, standing before her. Looking up at him, her breath catches slightly and she's only half hearing what he is saying, something about the charm keeping him on his toes, as she stares up into his own, currently, emerald gaze. At her side, her free hand twitched slightly, the urge to reach up and slide a stray strand of hair off his forehead was almost overwhelming, almost. She managed to keep her hand to herself, until he steps back to her side and starts walking again, this time at a more leisurely stroll.<br><br>Having him at her side, instead of right in front of her lets her breathe normally again, but there is now a fluttering low in her belly and she's actually leaning, just slightly, more on his arm, her knees still weak from that extended stare. Managing to listen more intently once more however, she can't help but to laugh as he talks about some of the wilder rumors that have been spread about his classes.<br><br>"Well now I'm just disappointed. The image of you residing over your own orgies is rather amusing, you've dashed all my girlish hopes!" she said with a laugh and a slight smirk to mark her sarcasm. She hadn't ever really believed some of the wild stories to come from people who'd taken his classes, but they were certainly fun to listen to!<br><br>When he pauses again, she looks up to meet his gaze, a slight light of expectation flashing through her own and a fresh shivering racing down her spine. He's not in front of her this time, so she flashes him a grin and turns her own body toward his, shifting to face him, looking up into his eyes as he mentions something about some debate in America decades ago. She only partly hears him though, instead of speaking, concentrating on the movement of his mouth, her thought swirling, wondering what it would feel like on her own, but not quite bold enough to just rise up on her toes and find out. This time she can't resist the urge, however, and she reaches up, gently sliding the fingertips of her free hand across his forehead, moving a stray strand of hair out of his face while a slight blush colors her cheeks once more.<br><br>Still staring at him she also tried to shush a small voice in the back of her head trying to tell her she's making a fool of herself. He's older than she is, surely he's just humoring her!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 18:28:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Again Teddy finds himself standing very close to Astrid and facing her, this time with her being the one to have brought them face to face. Even as her hand comes up to brush some stray ginger strands from his forehead he grins playfully. ”Ah, my dear Astrid, if you really want an orgy I'm sure I could arrange something as an extracurricular activity.” His hand leaves hers to come up to her face and do a better good of removing her own stray curl than her head shake had done. He leans down closer until their lips are only centimeters apart. ”Are you interested in the females out numbering the males, the other way around, or an equal number of each?” His hand slips through her hair to the base of her skull just at the back of her neck.<br><br>The professor only waits a brief moment for the girl's reply before he leans further down and with his hand draws her closer to him and he presses his lips to hers. It is not a rough forceful kiss but it is very passionate. His other arm slips free of her hand to wrap around her back and draws her body firmly against his. It is not until he breathlessly breaks the kiss that it even occurs to him that this incredibly beautiful young woman might be just teasing the much older professor to see what kind of reaction she can get from the sex professor. It has happened before and as he draws back from her face he half expects her to pull away laughing cruelly. He does smile though not wanting to show his sudden fear. ”I believe we should start with some personal one on one experiences first though.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 18:59:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>She couldn't help it, she blushed more fiercely then ever before when he said he could actually arrange an orgy for her! She'd been joking and he spoke as if he was serious, she didn't think he was, but who could be certain, especially when she could barely think with his fingertips brushing her own hair out of her face and his lips so very close to her own. She felt his hand slide into her hair and her body trembled just slightly before him, not so much that anyone who saw would notice, but enough that he would feel it against his palm.<br><br>"I think that's a discussion for later," she managed to murmur in answer to his question about the balance of people she'd want at an orgy, before his lips found hers and all her thoughts scattered entirely! He didn't need his arm around her to hold her body close, she leaned into him on her own, but she liked the feel of it around, the weight against her back, his strength holding her against him without feeling like he was trying to trap her at the same time. <br><br>The kiss itself made her head spin! In the back of her mind she knew there were people moving around them, but consciously she was entirely unaware of anything but Lupin's lips on hers, the feel of his body against her, and the fact that there were layers of clothing between them. When he breaks the kiss a soft whimpering, barely loud enough for him to hear parts her lips, and there's a light of accusation in her gaze along with a clear desire for more. She had no idea that he had any concerns that she might simply be teasing him, but one look at her face in that moment would dispell them. <br><br>"One on one," she murmured, repeating him without really understanding for a moment. Staring up at him, her head was still spinning, though that was slowing down without his lips on hers, as a slow smile curved her lips, "Definitely the place to start," she managed to agree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 20:31:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, open<br><br><hr><br>Any fears that Teddy had mostly disappear with the soft whimper parting Astrid's lips after the kiss. Then as he gazes down into her dark green beautiful eyes whatever remains of the fears evaporate completely as it perfectly clear to him that he is affecting her as much as she is affecting him. His hand drops our of her hair to simply slide down her back to join the other in holding their bodies close together as he smiles quite happily. After a moment of simply gazing almost starry eyed down at her he leans down again to renew that kiss.<br><br>The new kiss is just as passionate as the first. When it has gone on about as long as the first he straightens his back and tightens his arms around her. The result is he lifts her feet off the ground to continue the kiss. Even he would have thought it not possible, but he manages to make it even more passionate. Without hardly even realizing what he is doing they slowly turn and he presses her back against the castle's stone wall. It is some time before he lowers her back to her feet and breaks the kiss. Without taking his arms from her he stands straight opening his eyes to again gaze down at her again.<br><br>The gaze is held for several moments as Teddy gathers his wits about him and gives her a chance to do the same. His smile is board, warm, and clearly shows his joy. ”Well now, this is hardly how I expected to start a new session, but it is certainly the best start I have ever had. Are you as surprised as I am?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 23:29:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Meeting his smiling gaze a slow smile of her own curves Astrid's lips, her body relaxing into him as his other arm wraps around her and a surge of gladness running through the back of her mind that she chose to wear a pair of heeled boots today instead of her sneakers. Short as she was, the heels on the boots boosted her a bit so that she didn't have to crane her neck to look up at him, and he wasn't folding in half to kiss her! Of course such concerns flew from her mind when he tipped his head to catch her lips once more.<br><br>Feeling him starting to straighten, Astrid, instinctively, wrapped her arms around his neck, making it easier as his arms tightened and she felt her feet lift off the ground. If he hadn't been kissing her, she would have laughed, instead her arms tightened on his neck, and when she feels the wall of the castle against her back, she shifts slightly, lifting her legs to wrap them around his hips so that she's not just dangling in the air! Held steady, her fingers find their way into his hair, teasing the tendrils gently and caressing the back of his neck while the kiss deepens and draws a low groaning from her throat.<br><br>When he finally drew back, letting her slide her feet back down to the ground, a small noise of frustration passed her lips and she looked up at him with a slightly accusing glance. Still against him, she shifted restlessly before laughing softly at herself when he asked if she was surprised, "I don't think surprised covers it. This is definitely far more pleasant than my plans to unpack and stark studying!" she managed before shaking her head slightly at herself when a giggle filled her throat. He made her feel lightheaded and foolish and she was very much enjoying it!
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 23:52:59</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr>Inali watched as the next student stepped up to the Boggart. His fear was rather interesting and seemed to be himself. The student seemed to study the image and assess it. Inali was rather impressed since most tremble with fear until they are reminded how to dispel it. This student became angry and then dispelled the Boggart and thanked the Professor before stepping back. Inali’s respect raised more for the student. Few could master using rage to focus, instead it usually weakened and clouded one’s mind leaving them vulnerable. His cousin’s branch of the family could, and Mʉa had in turn taught the twins how to use anger and rage to focus and add more power. <br><br>When the student spoke to him, Inali turned and studied him for a few minutes. He was handsome enough, but not really to Inali’s tastes, he was more towards Kutseena’s. He finally looked away and watched the next student go. “In truth? No. In theory?” He gave a faint shrug. “My twin and I have discussed this long and hard. The conclusion we have come to is that we are strong in our security of who and what we are, so we do not hold petty fears.” His eyes narrowed just slightly as he watched the student fumble a bit before getting the spell off. “The conclusion that SWI came to was a bit harsher.” He stopped as the next student stepped up.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 00:05:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/15c9ea53-901b-4677-8b54-410adca7c467.jpg)<br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Lily Luna Potter<br>&gt;&gt; Scorpius and her cat<br>&gt;&gt; From her room to Amsterdam</span></span></div><br><br>Lily could tell him. That was the problem, she thought she understood it now, why she tolerated him, why she let him buy her things and why she kept them. And she might have done just that but then he'd said that it all had just meant he'd thought of her as a good friend. They'd been friends as children but as they had gotten older they had drifted apart as often is the story. They were friends. She realized now that he was simply a flirt, a tease, it was second nature to him as breathing was to her. He flirts with everyone and everything and thinking about it, she couldn't grasp why she had thought it was any different to her. But then, the answer came to her. Because <em>she</em> had feelings and had tried to project them onto him unconsciously. Her shoulders sagged as she felt the weight of guilt and embarrassment wash over her, removing the anger.<br><br>She realized right now that she had to go. Just get away and if she went right now, it would be perfect because she would have three days to wash him out of her mind. Lily stood up suddenly, causing Scorpius' hand to drop. Going to her smaller duffel bag, she unzipped it and removed some of the junk she wouldn't be needing and began stuffing underwear and other things. She paused and looked over at Scorpius, "You're right, it wasn't fair for me to do that. I was letting my personal feelings cloud my judgment. I apologize. Please, go," she said, looking somewhat chastened and also as though she was fighting the urge to flee. She resumed jamming things into the bag until it was full of what she wanted.<br><br>"Look, there's no need to buy me gifts anymore. It's better that you don't. Take the locket, use it to remember simpler times," Lily walked to the door and pulled it open for him, her expression was strained by this point. "I'll catch you another time. Bye, Scorpius," with that said and him out, she shut and locked her door. Lily made good use of the time and changed her clothes, then grabbed her bag and left the room, securing it behind her. The cat sat at her feet, looking up at her quizzically.<br><br>"Come Aisling, let's explore Amsterdam," she said to the cat and swiftly moved down the hall, to the main staircase. In ten minutes time she was driving her muggle car out of the gates and didn't look back at the campus as she left.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 00:43:46</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br><br>By that time, Svetlana tired of the game and simply did what they both wanted her to do. She arched her back slightly and allowed the subtle shift to force the tip of his sex to split the inner lips of her orifice. Her lips parted and she shut her eyes as if this would permit her to relish the feel of his cock as it finally breached the wet cavern of her slit. Slowly his entire length slid into the tight confines of her hold. She groaned loudly and didn't move for a moment to savor the delicious feel of her muscles stretched around his girth. <br><br>Finally, gripping his shoulders, Svetlana used this as leverage so that she could begin riding his cock, up and down, flexing her thighs to give her a little bit more freedom to move. Initially the pace was lethargic, but she began to move a little faster with time, small grunts of pleasure erupting from the gap her parted lips made. The way he was holding her around him had her spread open and his cock sank from the tip of its head to its very base with each tight, wet stroke she made against him. Her heart rate increased and she breathed heavily with the effort of fucking him as he stood there holding onto her, her nails biting into the flesh of his shoulder as though they were talons.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 03:25:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone in the Classroom<br><hr>As Inali Stepped forward and the boggart was nothing more than a flitting smoke of various fears, Qwen smiled. <strong>"Well, that is interesting isn't it.&nbsp; Ah well it is quite alright. your name is?"</strong> as he put out his hand in greeting.&nbsp; After Inali accepted the gesture, or at least spoke his name, he would allow him to step back and let another student step forward. <br><br>As Albus stepped forward, Thomas watched him closely.&nbsp; It seemed based on his nervousness this was the young man's first run in with a Boggart and he stayed ready in case he needed to intervene.&nbsp; He watched it transform into the wizened form of the young man, full of despair.&nbsp; This young man's fears must be of becoming a failure and being alone.&nbsp; Quen had his wand ready when the young man spoke the incantation and Quen laughed.&nbsp; <strong>"Well done.. erm Albus, isn't it?'</strong>&nbsp; He had seen the young man's face at somepoint he was sure, looking through old cards and albums of his aunts.&nbsp; <strong>"Very well done, and thank you!"</strong>&nbsp; He smiled at Albus and helped the other students along.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 05:39:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Scorpius once again found himself wordless, something that seemed to be happening all too often around her. He hated how she looked at him, dissapointed and hurt. He didn't quite understand why he hated that so much, perhaps his feelings finally began to brew but at that moment there was too much going on for him to realize them. "Lily, wait, where are you going." His words, blurted out in haste as she stood up and left him sitting on the bed, smashing stuff into her bag and handing him the locket that was his favorite gift to ever buy her. He couldn't stop her, nor would she listen to him. He tried to hold on to her, to have her stay, his hands reaching for her own only to be ignored as she pushed more and more things into her bag.<br><br>Then, she told him to go and apologized, yet that left such a sour taste in his mouth. It was not what he wanted, nor what made him feel better. He did not understand his own feelings, yet with what she was doing, he clearly knew he was being hurt. She, however, seemed to be more hurt than he was and he could not compare their feelings. All he could do was helplessly plead to deaf ears until he was utterly ignored and she stepped out of the apartment with her cat, telling him to keep the locket so he could remember simpler times. Just like that, the door smashed shut and his words cut off before he could speak them. He stood behind it, confused and angered, not knowing where to start thinking. <br><br>A burst of rage escaped him, and a few foul words chaining together to come out of his lips loud enough for the whole dorm to hear, followed by a violent kick to the door that he regretted seconds later thinking he broke a toe. He sighed and sat down, resting his back against her bed and burying his face in his palms, hoping she'd forgotten something and she would return. <br></span><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The corner of his lip bled lightly when he bit it hard enough to suppress a vicious moan from escaping him the moment she basically said fuck it and slid herself down to have his cock part her folds and slowly slide its way into her. His hands gripped her ass tightly enough that she could not move anywhere but down, taking in more and more of him with every passing second. He did not stop pushing forward as she parted for him more and more, until every inch of his cock from base to the tip was firmly wedged within her. He could feel her slit tighten and flex, her walls squeeze him in as she relished every spark of pleasure that the feeling of his cock surged into her. Before he or she knew it, he had rammed his cock into her and she was slowly riding him, they were fucking on his desk. <br><br>Her nails dug into his shoulders and that released a growl from him, almost primal and feral, of pure lust and desire. As their pace quickened, so did the power of his thrusts increasing. His body taunting her as it rammed his cock into her, subconsciously trying to out-do every one of her teasing and tight slides down along his shaft with a ram forward to pound his length into her slit, sending a loud smacking echo through the hall. <br><br>His hand reached up and grabbed her by her hair as he slowly began to sit her down on the desk, taking away her ability to slide down onto him and leaving the situation in his hands, or his cock to be exact, which started roughly thrusting forward to fill every inch of her folds. It drove forward through her thighs and cunt's flexes to try and keep him inside her longer, hold him tighter, driving her mad as he teased her, shoving his cock all the way within her before pulling out, only to do it again. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 05:51:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering --&gt; Her Dorm<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr>Ravenna finished packing her luggage, and with a flick of her wand, her Chanel luggage zipped itself closed.&nbsp; She grabbed them and walked along the sidewalk of her manor as her mother watched from the window.&nbsp; She gave a light smile to her and disapparated on the spot, apparating at the entrance to Dragonsclaw U.&nbsp; She smiled at the gatekeeper as she moved the sunglasses from her eyes and said her hellos as he greeted her.&nbsp; <br><br>She walked across the grounds, going to her dorm.&nbsp; It was the same one as last year, and those that served her mother.. well lets say she was in their good graces.&nbsp; Her puppets on a string if she wanted.&nbsp; Ravenna grinned at the thought, she was the kind of girl that could be good.&nbsp; Oh, she could be good.&nbsp; Or she could be bad, but only as bad as she wanted.&nbsp; She was the socialite of campus.&nbsp; Everything that Her mother had always wanted for her to be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 09:49:18</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Professor Mcgonagall, Inali<br><br><hr><br>Albus nodded to acknowledge that the Professor had his name correct, slightly surprised that there was someone who was unsure about his name, usually his fame preceded him. He listened with fascination to the American students theories. It appears that he and his twin actually take the time to discuss interesting magical issues, he was slightly jealous that he had a sibling to actually go over these things with.&nbsp; Interesting, that perhaps a strong sense of self knowledge could kill fears, at least the petty ones that Boggarts dealt in. Albus wished that he had that sense of security, or who he was, he had needed this little exercise to clear up a lot he could not on his own. He was also a little affronted by the implied insult, that he lacked the self-discipline to counteract “petty fears” (although, being perfectly honest, that judgment would be entire true at the moment).&nbsp; When the student mentioned that the SWI’s conclusion was different however, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in fascination. Perhaps it was a sore subject and he should best avoid it. At the same time, it was too much a mystery to pass up. Perhaps this was a chance to build social skills, learn about something interesting, and make a new friend or two. <br><br>“I admire your self knowledge, it’s something I am in sore need of developing,” he said as he watched another student fumble through the exercise “I would be fascinated to know more. Off course, if you don’t want to share what SWI thought, I would understand, I wouldn't normally ask but you seem beyond that kind of social awkwardness. By the way, my name is Albus Severus Potter it is good to meet you” he extended his hand a little awkwardly, (he was a little embarrassed how unused to normal social gestures he was) “If you or your twin need help settling in I would be happy to give what assistance I can.” There at least he had tried to talk to someone new. He could be proud of himself for the rest of the day.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 16:54:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> North Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Astrid's legs wrapping around his hips making an already intimate embrace even more intimate and quickens the already rising arousal in the professor. Her fingers in his hair and at the back of his cause him to moan his pleasure into the kiss. The low groan from her is the last thing needed to bring him full arousal, which in her position and legs wrapped she is sure to feel. In his state he barely notices her sound of frustration and accusing glance, as if it his fault that the need to breath caused him to stop her pleasure. That quickly vanishes but her restless movement against his body only emphasizes her need in his mind and feels quite good to him.<br><br>Teddy finally takes his eyes from hers to look around them. They are still a good distance from where the other students are gathering and none seem to have notice them, but being spotted where they are is a good possibility. This makes it more exciting to him in a way, but he does not want her to do something in the heat of passion that she might regret and looks back down at Astrid, his lust and desire clearly showing on his face along with his full arousal still trapped between their bodies. ”Shall we continue where we are, or go someplace … more private?” His voice is low and breathy from his desire.<br><br>There is only a brief pause before Teddy again descends to press his lips to hers. This time it is a bit more forceful but just as passionate. After a moment his mouth opens slightly to his tongue move to first caress her lips then seek entrance past them. Both of his hands slide down further to take a grip of her firm ass and again he lifts her feet from the ground and presses her back to the wall. After quite a long time passes he finally breaks the kiss but does not let her down. ”I want you SO bad.” He takes a deep breath and goes back in for a kiss again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 18:55:16</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai<br>Time: Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Looking around, Acacia turned her gaze up to look at some of the tree branches higher up. Acacia was silent for a moment, lost in thought as she rubbed her hand clad in the beads. It had become a habit of late, it felt as if the charm was wearing off on the beads. "Yeah, the wolf isn't exactly house trained," she replied dryly turning her gaze towards Kutseena. While her face was an unreadable neutral mask, hiding her emotions, her hazel eyes were a different story as a storm of mixed emotions swirled just beyond.<br><br>Pushing off the tree, she approached Kutseena. "I never really thought of this as a Gift. Being a werewolf is still considered a Curse. Could say my whole life is a curse," she spoke, her voice sounded a bit strained, as if she was holding back emotions. She never really opened up this much to people, preferring to keep mostly to herself. Though she was rather interested to check out this class and how to control her wolfish urges. "If I can control the wolf without Charms and Potions, super." Acacia started to walk back towards the castle, motioning of Kutseena to join her. "Don't think I can take much more of the Potions. You'd think by now they'd figure out a way to make them taste better. Maybe a nice bubblegum or strawberry flavor." She shivered just thinking about the Wolfsbane Potion made her stomach roll over, and she could taste the bitter phantom flavors. <br><br>"You're family is okay with having Weres in the family tree," she asked curiously. Ever since she had been bitten and marked by the Werewolf, her aunt would act funny around her. Afraid that at any moment, her niece would wolf out and attack. Even her friends had started to act differently, despite the fact Acacia was still the same person.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 19:43:08</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8182271#msg8182271">Quote from: Caela on 07-05-2013, 05:29:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Hearing a voice, Athena, paused and flashed a grin at the handsome brunette who'd approached her, "I always have a good time. If you can't laugh at the absurdities in life, you're doomed to be incredibly unhappy," &nbsp;she said with a light laugh as she toed a piece of a broken vase, making sure he'd understand just what it was that she was finding absurd.<br><br>She grinned at his comment about the mess and the year starting interestingly but gave a small shrug and laughed again, "For someone anyway. My first guess was a jilted lover, but the man I was talking to says the girl is just a friend. From the mess I would guess that she isn't happy being in the "friend box", but that is just a guess and could be entirely wrong. Perhaps she just randomly decided she didn't like any of her things and that his head made a lovely target," she added, a small smirk on her lips and a mischievous gleam lighting her golden eyes. <br><br>Normally she was more reserved when at the University but it was just Arrival day, no classes had started yet, and she was still feeling light and refreshed from her summer vacation. It made her playful and flirtatious and she had no qualms about flashing a teasing green at the brunette as she asked, "You look familiar but I am terribly sorry, I am awful with names. I'm Athena," she said, holding out her hand in greeting, "And my mother wouldn't just make me clean up this mess, if it were mine, but would have me scrubbing floors and washing, and re-washing, dishes and anything else she could think of to teach me to treat my own things better."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br><strong>"Oh, I completely agree,"</strong> Kiran responded as he lightly folded his arms across his toned chest, nodding his head lightly in a sagely manner, though obviously in a more playfully intended manner. <strong>"I'd go positively mad if I don't allow myself to act a bit silly every now and then, even if I'm a pretty passionate guy."</strong><br><br>"Huh," he replied simply, his tone laced with some surprise that wasn't very visible in his otherwise calm, smiling expression as he reached down to his feet and wrapped his fingers around what appeared to be a snowglobe. Giving it a good shake, he watched as the small white flakes inside slowly descended to the bottom. <strong>"It's usually the guy that gets "friendzoned," as far as I've seen, so I guess that might have upset her a bit. Just a wild guess, of course."</strong><br><br>Kiran shrugged his shoulders lightly, as if saying that was his way of departing from the subject, before smiling at Athena as she commented that he looked familiar and extended her hand as a greeting. Taking her hand, he gently shook it, responding, <strong>"Pleasure to meet a cheerful lass like yourself, Athena. I'm Kiran, a second year student. If I seem familiar, you might know me from the amateur dueling league. I'm here to get my papers so I can participate in the pro league for the Norwich Nightmares. What course do you follow, if I might ask?"</strong> She looked to be around his own age, so he assumed she was also a student at Dragonclaw, perhaps even his senior. With the amount of students coming in from all around Europe, and some even from beyond that, it wasn't surprising that he had not never met her before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 22:13:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall, Albus Potter, Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>Inali looked back to Professor McGonagall then to the student he was conversing with that just introduced himself as Albus Severus Potter. “My name is Inali Sai.”&nbsp; He spoke loud enough for the Professor to catch it was well. He took the compliment in stride and gave a shrug. “You are already working towards that from what I saw.” He gave a slight wave to the student before the Bogart now. “Look at her, she shivers and quakes, fearful of her fear. You while nervous at first, until your fear appeared, didn’t panic but studied it, assessed the fear, and now you know what it is.”<br><br>Inali paused, and watched the student eventually get the spell out. While he never made any kind of expression, he seemed to put of a kind of disgust, or maybe disappointment. Finally he turned back to Albus, clearly not impressed with the last student who had faced the Boggart, and continued their conversation. “Salem Witches Institute came to the conclusion that my sister and I had employed some sort of spell or device to disrupt the Boggart. After all there is no way two of us could do so. Never mind there was no evidence no matter what they did, we are twins, and we are Comanche. We are raised differently than you Pale Faces are.”&nbsp; Inali held no kind of emotion to the revelation of SWI’s thoughts on the twins and the Boggart, nor did he portray any kind of thoughts of being superior to Whites. It was just a simple fact that the two races were different and accepted as such.<br><br><br><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartly<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Kutseena accepted and nodded at Acacia’s words. She could see the torment in the girl’s eyes at what she was. She said nothing at first as they walked along, just allowing the woman to talk and get it out. It was obvious she really didn’t have anyone to talk with about such things in her life. She actually chuckled at the mention of flavoring to a Potion. “Try adding honey or mint oil next time. It helps usually with anything bad tasting, and doesn’t affect the Potion.”<br><br>Before she could answer Acaia’s question about her family of Weres, a coyote came trotting up, ghosting out of the woods. Coming up to Kutseena and making her stop walking, it briefly rubbed against her leg before moving off a few feet and making some rather wild and painful looking moves, almost as if it had been hit with a <em>Cruciatus Curse</em>. When the transformation was finished, a man knelt on hands and knees where the coyote had been, and he was completely naked. He rose to his feet slowly and a bit painfully and moved over towards Kutseena and her friend. “Hello, Coyote. I don’t suppose you might have a pair of pants in that bag of yours that I could borrow?” His smile was on the quirky and cheeky side as he looked at her hopefully. He didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed to be standing there in his altogether, a feat he could thank his Native upbringing for.<br><br>Kutseena snorted at his question. “Unless you want to wear a grass skirt, I doubt it. I am much smaller than you, and Inali managed to pack his things before I did.” She eyed him and shook her head. “Though I <em>might</em> have a shirt long enough.” She opened her satchel and pulled out a rolled up buckskin. Holding it by the edge she let the rest drop and held it up, eyeing it and him. “Maybe.” She tossed it to him and he caught it easily. <br><br>He had gotten&nbsp; good look at the shirt, he was pretty certain it was going to be close if at all. With a shrug he pulled it on and found he was right. It barely, by a hair so-to-speak, covered him. He’d better not raise his arms or bend over until he could find some clothes more suited to him. He looked over at the pale brunette standing a short ways away and smiled at her. “So? Who’s your new friend Coyote? And speaking of Black Fox, where’s he at? I always thought you two were pretty inseparable.”<br><br>Kutseena glared at her cousin. “Would you stop that.”<br><br>The man looked at her in surprise. “What? It <em>is</em> your name.”<br><br>Kutseena growled low to which his grin grew wider. He always did think she had been born to the wrong branch of the family. “Inali is in some sort of orientation class for Transfiguration. And this is Acacia Hartley. Acacia, this is that cousin I was telling you about, Mʉa Kupi̲ta”<br><br>“Professor”<br><br>“What?!”<br><br>“You forgot Professor, Coyote. I am one ya know.” His grin said quite plainly that he was just teasing and aggravating her than actually being serious. Kutseena rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help the smile that started appearing on her own face. She had always liked Mʉa. He had always been a lot of fun to be around. He turned to Acacia. “A pleasure to meet you Ms. Hartley.” His smile was genuine and showed he really was pleased to meet the woman. He turned back to Kutseena and eyed her thoughtfully. “And just <em>what</em> were you telling her about me?” <br><br>Kutseena kept her face blank at his question. It wasn’t her place to tell him about Acacia, that was up to her. “That you were teaching here and that you are such a playboy. Oh, and that she should avoid you at all costs.” <br><br>His eyebrows shot up at first, and then his eyes narrowed thoughtfully. They’d cut to Acacia a time or two, but then come back to study his cousin. She had a good poker face, her brother too come to think of it. He knew he wouldn’t get anything out of her she didn’t want to tell, so he dropped it with a shrug and a change of subject. “Would you two care to walk with me back to my class room? I left my clothes there and you can get your shirt back, Kutseena.” He smiled charmingly at both women.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 00:46:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Her Dorm --&gt; Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><hr>She could be quite persuasive, Ravenna.&nbsp; She entered her room and the servants sent by her mother a week before to prep her room from the previous year all looked at her upon entrance.&nbsp; <strong>"Well.. What are you looking at?"</strong> She said.&nbsp; They looked away once more and she laid her luggage on the bed.&nbsp; The bed was made with ebony wood, masses of carved vines curled up its banisters and on the foot board it bared the Black family crest.&nbsp; The four columns at the edges reached just below the ceiling and they had sheer black fabric draped in a canopy.&nbsp; The covers were a silken hot pink and black.&nbsp; <br><br>Perfect.&nbsp; Just missing one thing and that was a touch of home.&nbsp; She opened her luggage and it contained everything she needed with thanks to an Undetectable Extension Charm.&nbsp; She turned to an aged servant and spoke once more.&nbsp; <strong>"Will you please unpack my things for me?"</strong> The servant didn't dare disobey, but took a moment in pause.&nbsp; She needed things done quickly so she could send them home.&nbsp; She leaned down and whispered. <strong>"Do I need to make you, or should I give you some incentive?"</strong>&nbsp; The woman got up and went to work as did the rest of them, knowing unforgivable curses would ensue if they hadn't.&nbsp; Excellent. <br><br>Ravenna adjusted her light chain mail style top and her black dress.&nbsp; She wanted to explore, so after putting a lock spell on her door she put her wand away and walked to the grounds, heading for the wooded area, stopping to talk to whomever wished her presence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 01:19:22</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br>It was a good thing that the DADAT tower was pretty much exclusive to DADAT because Svetlana's diminutive moans of pleasure soon became loud grunts and groans that occurred each time Rome's cock rebounded against the wall of her cervix, sending barbs of pleasure mixed with pain through her body. She made no effort to be quiet and it only became worse when Rome set her down on the table because he now had more control over how hard he fucked her.<br><br>At first she braced herself on the edge of the table, her head lolled back against her shoulders, features contorted in a perpetual expression of pain. Her breasts bounced rhythmically with his forceful thrusts and her nails literally dug rivets into the wood of his expensive desk. He likely wouldn't notice that until later. Finally, Svetlana lay back on the desk, her naked body stretched out across its entire length, hair spilling over the edge. Her back arched off of the polished surface beneath her and she cried out loudly and gutturally groaned as he began powerfully force his cock in and out of her body.<br><br>Lifting her arms up, Svetlana grabbed onto the edge of the desk on either side of her head, gripping it so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her breathing came in short, sharp gasps and hisses through her clenched teeth in between her noisy exclamations of pleasure and pain. Suddenly, she gasped and her eyes opened wide as she felt the tingling sensation building from deep within the pit of her stomach. An instant later, she orgasmed, her body going ridged as the release gripped all of her muscles and she called out again and again, her mouth hanging open so she could suck air into her lungs until the experience finally subsided and she relaxed against the desk surface while he continued to fuck her spent slit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 02:26:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali<br><br><hr><br>Albus smiled when Inali noted the way he had been able to deal with his fear (yes, he was always a sucker for compliments) it made him remember that any of his petty fears or problems could be dealt with proper thinking and assessment. He noted Inali’s disgust at the last students fumbling attempts to deal with the Boggart, apparent even through his practiced indifference. Albus was impressed that he was able to speak so calmly about the Salem Witches Institute, most would have allowed bitterness and anger to seep into their tone, but Inali seemed to take things in stride, Albus wondered why he couldn’t be more like that. <br><br>“Very poor of them, to assume based on no evidence, when we live in a world where something new and seemingly inexplicable comes before us every single day.” He said, as a student awkwardly dealt with a fear which appeared to be a female version of himself. Albus turned Inali’s statement over in his head. On the one hand, Albus believed that there was a capacity for human understanding which could bridge the divide between people who held differences in culture, after all he had just dedicated much time to bridging the gap between magical ministries across the world. But he had to admit there were great differences between him and the man in front of him, perhaps he could never hope to understand his experiences.<br><br>“Comanche. Very interesting. I would love to speak to you and your twin further about whatever you are willing to share. I agree we were raised differently but I’ve spent my whole life trying to understand differences. I hear your people have a more enlightened view about sharing magic with the outside world than ours, it’s something we could benefit from. So if you feel comfortable speaking to a Pale Face on these matters sometime I can be an avid listener.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 02:36:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone in the Classroom<br><hr>When all of the students had finished, he shooed the boggart back into the wardrobe and locked it.&nbsp; With a wave of his wand the chalk, flew from the chalkboard and transfigured into long tables, food appearing on them.&nbsp; <strong>"Thank you everyone for coming, now feel free to enjoy refreshments and get to know one another if you haven't already."</strong>&nbsp; He smiled and bid everyone hello, before going up the small staircase leading to his office door.&nbsp; He left the door open on the chance any students wished to talk or get to know him on a teacher, student, or friend level.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 03:44:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>Inali gave the slightest of shrugs. “It is what it is. Unfortunately, SWI is a bit hidebound for being in a <em>new</em> country.” He watched Professor McGonagall thank the class and put up the Boggart. Food appeared and the professor retreated to his office. Inali’s brow rose ever so slightly. “Hmm looks as if the Professor has no wish to socialize himself, though he encourages it. Interesting.” He turned back to Albus with a thoughtful look on his face. It cleared though quickly.<br><br>Suddenly he smiled. “Kutseena would like you. Eventually. We have rooms close to Sairys Tower. Perhaps when this… gathering is over we can hunt her up.” He looked over at the food and refreshments. “Care to partake?” He looked back up at the professor’s office again, the thoughtful look back. Then he seemed to shake himself and turned to Albus with another smile and clapped a hand on his back and discreetly steered him toward the food. <br><br>He looked over the table and gave an inaudible sigh. “Even all our time at SWI, and I still cannot completely get used to White food.” Suddenly he stilled and went expressionless again. It just occurred to him that maybe him and his sister might not get to hunt on the grounds here. Salem Witches Institute hadn’t liked their hunting on the grounds, but being Native, they got around those rules. “I will be right back. I need to ask the professor something that just occurred to me, and is rather important to my sister and me.” <br><br>With that he turned and moved with a hunter’s grace towards the stairs and up them. Not a sound did he make as he moved. Stopping outside Professor McGonagall’s and knocked lightly on the door. “Professor. A moment please.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 05:06:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>To stay or to go? It was a fair enough question and it made her glance around for a brief moment. They'd wandered closer to the main square of the castle, but their leisurely pace meant that the tower still kept them partially hidden. Not enough that she would want to do more than they were, but enough that she could continue as they were with no embarrassment. Before she could actually answer though, he tipped his head, catching her lips once more and sending her thoughts flying. While he was kissing her, he was all that existed. <br><br>Parting her lips under his, she danced her tongue out, caressing his own and feeding a low purring of pleasure into him from her lips. She wanted more, more than they could accomplish out here, but she didn't want to break that contact long enough to get it at the same time. Feeling him lifting her once more she wrapped herself around him, legs tight around his hips, arms around his neck, using him and the wall for balance while her own passions boiled inside of her. <br><br>If he could have seen her eyes, he'd have seen a slight smirk playing through them, something slightly darker than the cheery girl she portrayed to everyone else, something that was given freer reign as she used the wall and her body to move against him. Tightening her legs she used the wall for leverage, rolling her hips to grind against his arousal in rocking circles. She set a rhythm that would have taken him deep and hard if there weren't layers of cloth between then, and groaned her frustration against his lips, even going so far as to nip at his own in playful aggression.<br><br>When he broke their kiss once more, her breathing was shallow, ragged, and the gaze that met his full of unspoken demands. Hearing the need in his own voice she stops him from kissing her once more, with a finger pressed to his lips so she can growl softly, "Then Apparate us somewhere without prying eyes!" With that need-filled order given she drops her finger from his lips, sliding her hand into his hair an drawing his head back down, her mouth, eager, hungry, demanding as she nips at his lower lip, dragging her teeth along it tauntingly before letting herself feast on his mouth once more.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Athena grinned listening to Kiran, glad he didn't seem to be judging her for her silly behaviour. It wasn't often she simply let that side of her out, by the time classes started it would be safely tucked back away where no one would think to find it. Sometimes though, she simply <em>had</em> to let out her exuberance, and to have been caught at it by someone who seemed to understand that was a pleasure in itself.<br><br>Letting him go on she gave a small shake of her head, "My Mother is the duelist in the family. She makes me practice with her when I'm home, but that's enough of dueling for me. Still I might have seen you when she was watching some dueling meet or other. If you're a second year though, I think it's more likely that I simply saw you around campus last year," she added with a warm smile.<br><br>"My own area of study is Magical Archaeology, specifically lost Magical cities, or lost magics from ancient civilizations. I also teach the Divination Basics course for the first years that are interested. That's more of my Mother's doing. I have the Sight at times, so my Mother thought it would be wise to teach me other divinatory arts beyond simple Prophecy," &nbsp;she said, giving a small shrug as if admitting that one spoke Prophecy from time to time was as normal as discussing a favorite book or movie. "What about you? What are you interested in other than dueling?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 05:40:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.&nbsp; <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The Desk began to shake violently with every vicious push forward, nearly inching forward from the power of his grasp on her, and the amount of force he put into every shove of his cock into her. They were no better than two rabid animals, furiously fucking and mating like this desk was their own bed. Her nails had already been scratching and ravishing the wood, unable to maintain her moans and screasm which echoed through the hall and bounced back to hit his ears. Every one of her screams seemed to excite her more, as he fucked her like a common whore, bent over his desk with legs spread wide and ass in his hands to take his cock as it ravaged her slit. <br><br>Just then, he felt her body tense and her moans reached their loudest. He knew he had already taken her to the highest point of pleasure that she could achieve and her body screamed for more. He would not disappoint, as his hands gripped her by her hips tightly and shoved his hips forward to ram his cock over and over into the deepest corners of her slit, sliding in his cock from base to head viciously in several harshly deep thrusts until he felt the explosion of cum that erupted from her folds and drenched his shaft. A satisfied and sadistic grin encompassed his lips as he watched her fall back against the bed limp, with her body shaking from the force of his continuous thrusts even after she'd orgasm'd. <br><br>In his mind, he had won this game. He had broken her and had her cum first, surrender her pleasure to him first. Now her body and beaten slit were his prize to ram until he was satisfied. Luckily for her, and her body, the intensity of the situation had driven him closer and closer to his breaking point over time. Now, watching her fall limp and her body shake from his power, his lustful cock found itself twitching and pulsing in expectation of his own orgasm. He growled roughly as his nails dug into her the skin of her hips, yanking her back into his last rough and deep thrusts forward. His body tensed suddenly, and he leaned over her to shove his cock as deep as possible within her slit, before she could feel his cum rise from the very base to the head of his cock, and rope after rope spill within her. Only after the last drop was emptied, did he allow himself to breathe and pant for breaths. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Codexa</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 07:17:36</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/th_tumblr_ll62yr5yDz1qa4cp2o1_400_zps3fddae12.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Adelaide Cruz<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/Healer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds/Transfiguration<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</div><br>She blinked, rubbing at eyes that were now suffering from that weird sensation that comes from staring at one thing for far to long. In her case, it was a ridiculously large book she'd begun devouring the instant she'd found a place to plant her butt. Lowering said book, which was a deeply detailed history on Ancient Witches and Wizards from around the world. Adelaide's lips parted in a wide yawn as she finally dragged herself from her book haze, the information she'd been absorbing having done a very good job in blocking out the real world.<br><br>Standing, the young woman slide her book inside the pale green satchel she always wore, brushing off dirt and grass from her favorite black peasant skirt. Moving across the University's grounds, Adelaide let her gaze roam around the area, but her attention didn't linger on anyway for long. She'd let the morning get away from her, having intended to be up in the Transfiguration Classroom by now. Yes, she realized that classes wouldn't begin for a while yet, but since she tended to find herself incredibly busy during the actual school year, maybe this would be a good chance to mingle, meet a few people.<br><br>Then perhaps, her father and uncle would get off her back.<br><br>Her eyes closed, her expression one of almost pain as her fathers voice filled her head. <em>"Addie, when are ya gonna bring a proper man home? Or a friend? Don't you have anyone you like at that fancy university?"</em> The look her Uncle and Father had shared then was enough to make her cringe at the mere memory. She knew that look, it had been the one her cousin Gigi had been getting before she went and found herself a husband. <br><br>Was was it girls were expected to find a nice man, settle down... Sighing, her fingers smoothing down her bangs, Addie had to be fair. Her Uncle and Dad would be happy if she settled on anything. A guy, A career...a place to call home. <br><br>Shaking her pa's voice out of her head, Adelaide approached the classroom as quickly as her small legs could get her there. At the door, she paused a moment and looked at the food being offered, the way the other students stood around making light conversation. Sticking her lip out in a small pout, Addie exhaled through her nose slowly, trying not to be disappointed she'd missed the bit of fun. <br><br>It wasn't a total loss though, honestly when not out in the world, or exploring ancient sites as a curse-breaker. There had been only two other places she'd felt the most comfortable. A classroom, and a Hospital. Stepping inside, Adelaide made her way over toward the refreshments. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 10:19:06</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguartion Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Adelaide<br><br><hr><br>Albus returned Inali’s smile, (friendship is apparently easier than he had thought) he was happy that the stoic man seemed to like him, and it seemed he thought his sister would too. He couldn’t help but to seek the good opinion of a person as self-assured as he wished he was. He awkwardly tried to return the back pat he received, he was unused to such camaraderie. “Uhhm thank you, yes I would love to talk to the both of you.” He noted Inali’s disappointment at the variety of food on the table. He seemed to suddenly be troubled, he certainly was not happy about something, and apparently he needed to speak to the professor about it. “Off course go talk to him, we can talk again later”<br><br>Albus took a step back and smiled again. Well, there was one victory, he had managed a friendly conversation without making a total fool of himself. Off course it was easier with someone interesting who didn’t seem to bother with pointless social niceties. Albus surveyed the room feeling rather proud of himself. The lesson of the Boggart had been incredibly helpful in winning him some (temporary?) self-confidence. <br><br>Albus turned his head and noticed another student enter the room. Another student he didn’t recognize (truth be told he hardly recognized anyone, too much of a shut in) a small dark haired woman who seemed disappointed she hadn’t gotten there earlier. As she approached the table, he noticed a book popping up over the side of her satchel. He had actually read that one, ancient history, an extremely fascinating book.&nbsp; Albus was sure that the book was not required reading.<br><br>He faced a dilemma, he had just gone over how he was going to get over his fears and now he was faced with the prospect to talking to an interesting woman and he was scared again. His brother James had always told him that the secret was to not think and just do it, which for him was impossible advice to follow anyway. He took a deep breath and made his way over to her. Well he had already made one new friend, no sense in losing the momentum.<br><br>“Umm hello,” he greeted her awkwardly, “I couldn’t help but to notice that book in your satchel, it’s quite an interesting one, but I haven’t met many students who read that sort of stuff in their spare time. By the way, Albus Severus Potter, is my name” He extended his hand towards her. At least he had gotten through that without too much stuttering, but his nervousness had been readily apparent. Well he had talked to her at least, Lily would be proud. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 18:46:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the North Tower / moving to his office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Despite having once given a lecture nude Teddy is really not an exhibitionist and would just as soon take Astrid someplace private. Which is why has has done little more than passionate kiss and embrace the beautiful, sexy, young student. She however has managed to really drive him mad with lustful need for her. This is no random lust that any female could satisfy, it is focused solely on her. The way her tongue dances with his only feeds his desire. The purr like sound against his lips adding more fuel, driving any thought other then of her completely out of his mind.<br><br>If his eyes had been open the look showing in them would be like that of a hungry wild beast, raw and wild. The grinding of Astrid's hips in a motion and rhythm that is best suited for having no clothing separating almost has him removing those barriers, but that would require retrieving his wand, and he is just not ready to break the contact with her to do that. A moan passes from him to her through kiss, which into a kind of growl when her teeth nip at his lip.<br><br>After Teddy voices his strong desire for her and Astrid's finger prevent the return to the kiss. His face curls into a wolf grin against her finger. Another growl issues from him as her teeth graze his lips. Then as the impassioned kiss goes on his left hand leaves her as to go around her back to her left hip and his right arm leaves her body to go for his wand. It is difficult with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, but with some minor contortions he manages to draw it without breaking the or losing in passion in it. Holding her tightly to him with his off hand he steps back away from the wall carrying her along keeping their lips and tongues dancing together.<br><br>Still holding the kiss Teddy flicks his wand kind of above them and suddenly there is that instant of feeling like the world is trying to turn inside out for just a split second. When the world settles back down to what it should be they are in his office with both doors closed and locked. His eyes then open for the first during any of the kisses with Astrid. He moves her to his desk and sets her on it. He leans forward forcing her backwards for several moments before he finally breaks the kiss again. This time he gently breaks free of her embrace releasing her from his as he steps back away from her and the desk.<br><br>The professor smiles mischievously waves his wand and points it at himself and his clothing all vanish. There is slight sound from a wardrobe behind her near the only window. Still grinning he looks at her and again waves his wand this time pointing it at Astrid and her clothing too vanishes leaving them both completely naked, again there is a sound from the wardrobe.<br><br>Teddy is standing a few steps from the now naked Astrid setting on the desk, nude and quite obviously fully aroused. ”Desk, bed, or something else?” The only furniture currently in the room are the desk, wardrobe, a couple of small tables, three or four chairs, and a number of bookshelves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 18:57:34</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8193438#msg8193438">Quote from: Caela on 09-05-2013, 05:06:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Athena grinned listening to Kiran, glad he didn't seem to be judging her for her silly behaviour. It wasn't often she simply let that side of her out, by the time classes started it would be safely tucked back away where no one would think to find it. Sometimes though, she simply <em>had</em> to let out her exuberance, and to have been caught at it by someone who seemed to understand that was a pleasure in itself.<br><br>Letting him go on she gave a small shake of her head, "My Mother is the duelist in the family. She makes me practice with her when I'm home, but that's enough of dueling for me. Still I might have seen you when she was watching some dueling meet or other. If you're a second year though, I think it's more likely that I simply saw you around campus last year," she added with a warm smile.<br><br>"My own area of study is Magical Archaeology, specifically lost Magical cities, or lost magics from ancient civilizations. I also teach the Divination Basics course for the first years that are interested. That's more of my Mother's doing. I have the Sight at times, so my Mother thought it would be wise to teach me other divinatory arts beyond simple Prophecy," &nbsp;she said, giving a small shrug as if admitting that one spoke Prophecy from time to time was as normal as discussing a favorite book or movie. "What about you? What are you interested in other than dueling?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br><strong>"Hey, if she ever wants an autograph, you'll know where to find me,"</strong> he responded jokingly when Athena mentioned her mother was a dueling fan. It was always nice to hear there were more avid fans of the sport out there, following not only the professional but also the amateur league.<br><br><strong>"Ah, so you'll become sort of like Indiana Jones... but hotter and magical?"</strong> he said, still in a playful and jokey manner, when she told him about her ambition to become an archaeologist. Casually he tossed the snowglobe over his shoulder. He was confident it would land safely in the grass, protected by some charms that made it harder to break. How would it have survived a fall from the dorm rooms otherwise, after all. <strong>"Guess that divination could come in handy if the ancient cities are are laced with traps as they are in the movies."</strong><br><br>The topic moved on to how he liked to spent his free time. <strong>"Well, when I'm not training to be the very best, like no one ever was,"</strong> he responded, tossing in a reference to yet another old series. <strong>"I spent most of my free time like any other hot blooded guy my age would: partying hard and having fun. I also like to around cities and explore. If you're looking for a good cup of coffee, I know a few places around Amsterdam that will knock you off your socks."</strong><br><br>Kiran chuckled softly and returned the question to the exotic brunette beauty. <strong>"And what about you? What do you do when you're not looking for treasure and predicting the future?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 19:22:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali<br><hr>As Quen sat in his chair by his desk he leaned back and exhaled sharply.&nbsp; Being a student and a teacher was exhausting, but it wasn't even the first day of classes.&nbsp; He looked at the ceiling in thought, thinking that he would not make his family upset, and he would steady his course.&nbsp; Coming out of the closet hadn't been such a big deal though, especially in the Wizarding world, whilst the muggles were adapting to change.&nbsp; He shuffled some paperwork on his desk and looked at the class roster.&nbsp; He himself only taught two transfiguration classes a day, followed by a planning session and a class of his own to take.&nbsp; He may decide to take more but that would involve his trusty Time-Turner.&nbsp; These thoughts were then interrupted by a knock at the door.<br><br><strong>"Yes?"</strong> He said as he heard the voice, <strong>"Please Inali, no need to stand in the doorway. If it is something private that you need to talk about please shut the door.&nbsp; There is no telling how many students have extendable ears this year.</strong> He pointed his wand at the door past Inali and said <strong>"Muffliato" </strong> The conversation now unable to be heard by curious listeners.&nbsp; <strong>"Go ahead and sit down, You can call me Quen when not in the classroom setting, When im not in the classroom I am a student just like you.&nbsp; Well... not just like you because we are all unique.&nbsp; What do you need to discuss?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 20:36:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>Inali stepped within the room at Quen’s bidding. His expression was his customary neutral as he studied the professor up close and personal. The man was attractive in a frazzled sort of way. There was also an unapproachable, untouchable –ness about him. Oh he was friendly enough, but Inali saw the same thing in his people, his sister and even in himself. Where his people had long ago adopted the expressionless stance, finding it to unsettle others more, Quen took an opposite way. He was open and friendly, but it never quite rang sincere. There was a part he still held back. Kutseena would like this one too, just because of his aloofness, and the frazzled part as well. The corners of Inali’s mouth twitched upward a bit as he realized while his twin and him didn’t have exact same tastes in men and women, they had a lot of similarities. Probably also why they didn't mind sharing, when the third party was willing.<br><br>He took the offered seat. “Nothing so private as to need a muffle spell, Sir, erm, Quen. Important, I suppose is in the eye of the beholder. And I probably could have asked my cousin this question, but you were closer when the thought hit. That, and I have no idea where to find my cousin at the moment anyway. I am rather curious to know how Dragon U views hunting on the grounds? Kutseena and I have some… issues with White foods at times, and tend to just hunt for our own. Salem Witches Institute frowned on such practices, but they couldn’t stop us since we are descendants of the True Sons and Daughters of America.” He pauses as another thought hits. “And if they won’t allow such here, is there maybe somewhere close we can go as a compromise?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 02:55:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali<br><hr>The expressionless face that Inali held intrigued him slightly.&nbsp; He held a rustic, exoticism about him that was certainly attractive.&nbsp; Quen just had a lot on his mind, but it seemed as though his sternness was breaking down as he spoke, seeing the small smile in the corner of his mouth.&nbsp; <strong>"Still, you never know who could be listening."</strong>&nbsp; He paused as the man spoke again, <strong>"I cannot speak for all here, so as far as the grounds go I cannot answer.&nbsp; But if you would like me to accompany you to find a place suitable I can."</strong>&nbsp; He smiled at Inali and stood from his desk.&nbsp; <strong>"Just let me know."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 03:19:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall, Albus Potter, Adelaide Cruz (mentioned)<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>Inali gave a nod and rose when Quen did. He seemed about to speak again but paused a moment, a thoughtful look on his face. Suddenly he seemed to pull himself back to the here and now, a faint smile crossed his lips briefly. “Thank you. I’ll hunt up my cousin. He’s been teaching here two years now. He’ll probably know.” He paused again and studied Quen a moment before continuing. “Once we find where we can hunt, my twin and I have been known to take friends along who are interested. Though to be honest, most are so loud it always surprises us when we do manage to find prey.”&nbsp; <br><br>With that he gave another nod and headed out the door. His movement fully demonstrating just how quiet he could be as he made not even the whisper of a sound as he exited. It was clear he was definitely the hunter not the hunted. He descended the stairs with the ease of one who was used to traveling uneven ground and soon glided up on Albus once more. His neutral expression firmly back in place as he took in the female he seemed to be conversing with. Pretty thing she was, but that’s about all the impression Inali had of her for the moment. He stood there quietly and didn’t interrupt.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 03:30:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali<br><hr>As Inali rose Quen smiled at him.&nbsp; As he smiled and spoke Quen nodded as he spoke and Quen replied. <strong>"Im sorry I couldn't be of more assistance.&nbsp; I would be interested to watch though."</strong>&nbsp; Inali gave another nod, but before he could leave Quen stepped nearer to him, not resting a hand on him for fear of interrupting his personal space.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"If you ever need anything feel free to find me.&nbsp; That invitation goes to your sister too."</strong>&nbsp; He watched as Inali moved silently from his office, the sound spell breaking at his exit.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 03:39:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>If he hadn't maintained the kiss, she might have lost it when he actually <em>did</em> Apparate them to his office. Later she'd take the time to appreciate that bit of magic, and the fact that neither of them got splinched!, while under heavy distraction. Apparating, so she'd been told, required concentration or some fairly horrendous accidents could occur, but he managed it without breaking the kiss or losing any of the passion it held; later she'd be impressed, just then she was simply glad to be where prying eyes couldn't see.<br><br>She felt him setting her down and whimpered softly when his looming frame pushed her back, forcing her to balance with her arms or bend him down to stretch her entirely across the desk. Unable to touch him with her hands, she rolled her hips harder against him, making up for the loss of contact in area, by using another and nipping sharply at his lower lip, tugging it gently, once more. She had no idea what it was about him that made her want to bite and claw at him, she simply knew he seemed to be drawing something primal from her and she was more than willing to go with it!<br><br>Then he stepped back and the look she shot him, initially, was pure murder! She craved contact and now she couldn't reach him at all! She almost growled at him, until he waved his wand and was suddenly completely naked before her. That sight softened her sharp gaze, her eyes roaming over his bare flesh with appreciation and desire as her tongue darted out across her lips, as if she'd seen something she wanted to sink her teeth into. She was so busy staring at him that she barely noticed her own clothes disappearing as well! Left naked on the desk, she let her eyes rise to meet his and shot him an almost feral smile, full of hunger, need, and the demand for satisfaction.<br><br>"We can find a bed later...I want you <em>now</em>, she all but growled as she, boldly, parted her thighs and straightened her arms where they supported her forcing her back to arch and the firm mounds of her breasts to push up, her body blatantly on display and offered to him.<br><br>Later, in her own dorm, she'd blush nearly crimson, and a few shades of red that were hard to name, at how bold she was being, but in that moment, all that matter was the need rushing through her and if boldness got it satisfied, then she'd be bold!<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Athena actually laughed at the Indiana Jones reference, not so much because it was funny, though it was amusing, but because it reminded her of a evening spent watching those exact movies with her mother, and the utterly confused looks her mother had given her on trying to understand them. Being a Pure Blood herself, many of the references were simply lost on someone without a basic understanding of the Muggle world. Something she was gaining through her marriage to an American businessman, but still hadn't really perfected and Athena had often made jokes or reference that her Mother didn't fully understand but simply chalked to her daughter straddling two worlds.<br><br>Giving her head a small shake she explained her laughter...when she could breath again, "I'm Half-Blood, Dad's a Muggle and while Mom made sure I had, and followed, plenty of magical lessons, we pretty much lived in the Muggle world. One weekend I got her to watch Indy with me and she was just <em>totally</em> lost. It was actually more fun watching her react to the movies, than watching the movies themselves and your comment made me remember the look on her face at times," she said, her laughter fading but a small smirk still curving her lips.<br><br>"As for my own free time, I enjoy the normal things, parties, clubs, dancing, movies, friends. When I can get away and be near the ocean, particularly near reef formations, I <em>love</em> to dive. I modified the Bubble-Head charm so that I can actually stay under as long as I want, it draws in oxygen from the water around me instead of just holding a finite amount. I can spend entire days underwater!" she added, her enthusiasm for her diving obvious. "The Divination doesn't really help with magical traps, so much as helps to clarify the rare Prophecy that hits me, at least if I use my cards quickly. They can expand on what I see sometimes. Mostly though, it's just useful in forcing a person to acknowledge an answer, or question, they've been avoiding," she said with a small shrug before suddenly chuckling at herself and shaking her head gently, "I certainly seem to be talkative today so it is now you're turn to ramble; where are you from Kiran, and why dueling?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 03:50:54</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai, Professor Kupita<br><hr><br>Glancing at Kutseena, Acacia seemed to be pondering the suggestion of adding possibly honey or mint oil. A faint ghost of a smile formed on her dark lips. "Thanks, I'll have to give that a try next time," she replied, as she slid her hands back into the pockets of her leather bomber jacket. Maybe adding the honey would sweeten it up a bit. Not a real big fan of mint flavors, she was definitely leaning towards the honey. She would have to pick some up next time she went into the city to get some items.<br><br>Hearing light footsteps trotting towards them, her hand slipped quickly inside her the custom pocket she made in the interior lining of the jacket to conceal her wand. Pulling it out, she whirled around ready to cast a defensive spell, but caught herself as she started to utter the stunning spell. Wand still held out before her as she watched as the coyote started jerking and twitching as if someone cast a silent spell. Then she realized the creature was transforming, still on edge as her eyes narrowed at the naked man standing before them. Suspicion in her dark eyes, and cheeks flushed with color. Her chocolate brown eyes flicking from the man to Kutseena. Slowly Acacia began to lower her wand. It was clear that the two knew each other.<br><br>Crossing her arms, wand still in hand. She silently watched the interaction between Kutseena and Professor Kupita. "Nice to meet you, Professor," Acacia replied politely as she slid her wand back inside her jacket. As she zipped up her jacket, she caught him eyeing her a few times. "I have a wand and I know how to use it." The tone of her voice held a slight dry edge to it as her brown eyes slid over to look at Kutseena with a raised eyebrow. "I guess we should escort him back before the cold air freezes everything." Glancing again at Professor Kupita she started to walk towards the school.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 04:21:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartly<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>“Um, yes, I saw the wand. And I have no doubts you can use it, as fast as you pulled it out of nowhere.” A strange sound was suddenly heard, and Mua turned to find Kutseena trying her best to hold back laughter. He tried to frown, but couldn’t as a grin formed on his face. His cousins laughed and let go so rarely, even if at his expense, he was always glad to see them show mirth.<br><br>Suddenly Kutseena couldn’t hold her laughter back as Acacia’s words. She practically howled with her amusement. Laughing so hard, she even had to hold her sides. A deep chuckle was heard as a counterpoint to her laughter. “Good one. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone make her laugh so quick. You must be special indeed, Oh, um, by the way. My classroom isn’t that way.” <br><br>He stood there and ran his fingers through his hair, then realized it raised the shirt up and quickly dropped his arm with a chuckle. “Sorry, Ladies.” He looked a bit sheepish as he turned and started into the forest. “Anyway, I teach a Lycanthropy Class. A building’s not the most ideal setting for such, and some even frown on Were’s so close to nons.” Kutseena had managed to get herself under control and trotted up to her cousin to fall in step next to him. She noted Mua’s sidelong glance at her and raised a brow in return. “How’s your parents?”<br><br>Kutseena shrugged. “Father’s well and excited for us to be here.” Her face went blank after that. <br><br>Mua didn’t push the question. Her lack of expression said it all for him knowing the Comanche Way. Her mother still was fighting their coming here. He gave a quiet sigh. That one was more hidebound then the oldest Wizard or Witch around. He looked over at Acacia. “So, new this year? I don’t believe I’ve seen you around, or smelled you for that matter.” He already knew her difference, but here he took after his Comanche father and let alone until she wanted to tell him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Codexa</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 06:34:14</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/th_tumblr_ll62yr5yDz1qa4cp2o1_400_zps3fddae12.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Adelaide Cruz<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/Healer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus, Inali.</div><br><br>Adelaide turned, her chin lifting as she looked up, and up. Her eyes meeting his green ones for a instant before her gaze flickers down to the book peeking out of her satchel, her expression momentarily surprised ( It wasn't often another person, much less a man commented on her chosen reading material) How refreshing. Noticing his hand, Addie's lips kicked up slightly at the corners as she slipped her considerably smaller hand into his." I'm not like most students." &nbsp;Giving his hand a friendly squeeze, Addie found his obvious nervous behavior and rambling kind of cute. " My name is Adelaide Cruz, its a pleasure to meet you." Be polite, she told herself over and over again, apparently some people in the past had taken issue with her 'American' ways. <br><br>Albus Severus Potter...yes, she'd heard his name before, and the people he was connected with. The Famous Potters and the second wizarding war. A fascinating read, something she'd learned more about when she had gone to Britain for a short time a summer ago. Lifting a bottle of butterbeer from the table, she offered one to the young man before taking a sip of her own. <br><br>And this was were her limited social skills got her, on a personal level Adelaide often failed at getting to know people. She had an amazing bedside manner though, but that was different. In her mind, caring for someone who was ill/dying or maimed was worlds different then trying to figure out what kind of small talk to make with a perfectly healthy stranger. Ugh, no wonder her Uncle and Father thought she was hopeless when it came to interacting with people. <br><br>" So, tell me something, did I miss anything worth while?" &nbsp;Suddenly, Adelaide become aware of someone standing close by, turning Addie looked over at the new arrival with slightly narrowed eyes. Her smile fading as she took in the silent male. " A friend of yours?" She glanced back at Albus, a brow lifting in question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 07:11:47</strong>
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				Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai, Professor Kupita<br>Time: Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Acacia blinked as Kutseena began to laugh, then Professor Kupita which caused her to look at both with a slightly raised eyebrow. The corners of her mouth started twitching into a smile. Just as quickly as it came it was gone from her face. It was rare to see her smile or even laugh. But, the blush remained taking on a deeper shade once more when the shirt moved upwards with the slight movement of his arm. Acacia forced her eyes to look elsewhere, at a bird flitting from one branch to the other overhead. <br><br>Stopping in her tracks, Acacia glanced over at Professor Kupita with a curious expression on her face. She had just assumed that he had a classroom inside the main building. But, she had to admit that it would be best to have a class in Lycanthrophy away from the other students in case something went wrong. She would hate to attack someone while in her wolf form. The pain and the heartache, dealing with the subtle changes in the way people treated her. She felt guilty enough already, she didn't want to add to the weight of the world already on her shoulders. <br><br>Following a few steps behind the cousins. "I just transferred," Acacia replied as she walked a bit faster to walk on the other side of Professor Kupita. "My scent would be pretty hard to miss." Kicking a small stone ahead of her. Shifting her eyes to look at the professor. "So, you're going to help tame the beast inside the beauty?"<br><br><hr><br>Name: Rose Weasley<br>Position: Student/Teaching Assistant<br>Location: Transfiguration Classroom<br>Tagged: Albus Potter, Adelaide Cruz<br><hr><br>Walking down the corridor a stack of books balanced in her arms, a slip of parchment paper atop the potions books. She had just purchased them, through Owl Order at Flourishim and Blotts. She wanted to prepare for Potions class. Even though Potions was one of the few classes she had some issues with, where she had to become more focused and determined as it did not come easily. She excelled more at Charms, Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts more. To get top grades she worked hard, very hard. She was like her mother in that aspect. The same work ethic was applied to the Quidditch Pitch as well. Once she was one her broom, defending the goals her highly competitive nature came through. She had inherited her father's gift for strategy when it came to Wizard's chess, which she in turn adapted to each game she played. Now she was in a dilemma, what to do after college?<br><br>Passing by the door to the Transfiguration room, she heard voices. Curious, she moved to the doorway and peered inside. Seeing her cousin, a smile formed on Rose's face. Moving as quietly as possible, she tried to sneak up on Albus. Pulling out the feathered quill from the top book, she ran the tip of the feather lightly behind his ear. Her red hair was pulled back in a messy bun, wisps of hair had fallen free to frame her face. Today she was dressed simply, a pair of black jeans with a heathered green top and a short brown corduroy jacket with a light grey cottony scraf wrapped around her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 11:29:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Adelaide, Inali, Rose<br><br><hr><br>Albus accepted Adelaide's hand as gracefully as he could. Adelaide Cruz, she was American. He seemed to be having an odd sort of luck with Americans today, perhaps there was something about them that intrigued him. Cross cultural communication had always been easier for him even though he failed at communicating with his neighbors (there was probably some deep psychological insight in there, but he didn’t have the patience to ferret it out).&nbsp; She must have known who he was, or at least had an inkling of what his name meant, being well read as she was. But she seemed to take in stride. She was obviously intelligent, and he liked the way she confidently set herself apart from the other students, yet didn't seem to judge him for his awkwardness.<br><br>He took the butterbear off her and took a sip, grateful to have a bit more of that in his system. “Umm thank you very much” Albus had so far been able to carry off the conversation politely but he was getting to the point where he was scrambling for what to say next. “Well you did miss the Boggart, we all went up and it turned into our greatest fears, you probably have done the exercise before, but it was my first time and I’m proud of the way it went.” He smiled slightly at his own little brag, he rarely did that but he felt that he had earned it “Too bad you missed it but it’s a great way to get to know people, a shortcut through&nbsp; the small talk” He winced visibly when he enunciated “small talk” the words seeming to bring him physical pain. <br><br>Albus noticed Adelaide look off to the side distracted by someone behind him. He started to turn around and see what she was looking at “A friend of mine? I’m not sure wha-“ He was taken aback by Inali who had somehow silently snuck up right behind him. He gave an incredibly unmanly and undignified yelp and jumped a little, even spilling a bit of his butterbeer. He immediately went about regaining his composure, trying to salvage what dignity he could. “Um,&nbsp; yes well, this is my new friend Inali, Inali this is Adelaide Cruz, um, you’re both American” <br><br>Just as we was composing himself, he felt something tingling at his ear which startled him, he jumped again and pulled out his wand with a shout, and suddenly realized he was pointing it in the face of his cousin “ROSE! What in god’s name are you are you doing!” He sheepishly looked around realizing that he was sort of making a scene. He glared at Rose “This is my cousin Rose, she is annoying” he said (although, he had to admit, the timing of the prank had been just perfect…) He placed his butterbeer on the desk afraid of spilling more. For this level of embarrassment, he felt like he needed something much stronger than butterbeer anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 13:35:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor McGonagall, Albus Potter, Adelaide Cruz, Rose Weasley<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>As Inali stood there, his mind turned over the last bit of his conversation with Professor McGonagall. Though the twins had their cousin Mua here, there were times he was best avoided, unless one wanted to become a full-fledged member of Trickster Coyote’s family, or dinner. It would be a nice change to have a teacher not related to that they could go to if need be. They had seriously lacked such an opportunity at SWI. But then Salem Witches Institute didn’t have a single Native on staff, not even as a grounds keeper. After they had found a good hunting ground and hunted and explored it enough to determine the dangers, he’d offer an invite to the professor to join a hunt.<br><br>Brought out of his thoughts by certain words in the conversation, he focused in in time to watch Albus yelp and spill his drink. His eyebrows rose and a smile twitched the corners of his mouth again. He gave a nod to Adelaide, his expression once more neutral. He was about to make some sort of inane greeting when his eyes widened slight and he opened his mouth in warning, but too late. He watched as Albus once more was startled. He actually laughed, a deep bass. Unusual for him with new people. He liked this cousin of Albus. <br><br>“Forgive me Albus, I did not mean to surprise you so. I just do not make a lot of noise as your people do when I move.” He turned to Rose and Adelaide. “A pleasure to meet you both.”&nbsp; His eyes twinkled as he spoke to Rose. This one was an interesting one, and worth getting to know, much like her cousin. He then returned to his more stoic stance and expression.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartly<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Mua gave Acacia a side long glance again as she came abreast of them and spoke. He gave a nod as he found her to be a new student. Her flippant question, while cute, was also a relief. Now the door was open for discussion. “I could. If you so wish. I believe your people use Potions and Charms to control your change, and after a while they stop working. Do they not?” He paused briefly in thought. “I must warn you though. The class is not as easy as it sounds. Much discipline and strength of character is needed. If you aren’t a hundred percent, you will fail.”<br><br>A snort was heard from his other side, and he looked over at Kutseena. “What? Just because I don’t act Comanche, you think I don’t have discipline?” He chuckled and reached out and ruffled her hair, nuch to her disgust. Again his shirt raised up, but this time he paid it no mind. If Acacia was going to take his class, she might as well get used to it. Suddenly he blinked and looked over at her, dropping his hand. “Oh, another thing you might want to think about in deciding to take the class. Later on when we get into practice. Clothes <em>are not</em> an option. Saves on wardrobe and pocketbook.”<br><br>Kutseena didn’t answer Mua and stayed silent through the whole discussion, except the snort, and the low growl from him ruffling her hair. Acacia needed the information Mua had, and Kutseena wasn’t about to disrupt that. She knew all too well, when Mua felt like it, he could be more Comanche then most pure blooded Comanche. But she hadn’t been totally in jest with the warning about her cousin. He could be a serious flirt at times. She glanced over at the two as Mua told Acacia that clothes wouldn’t be allowed as class progressed. She had to admit, they looked rather well together. She gave a quiet chuckle at the thought of Wolf’s child and Coyote’s child getting together. Those two’s four-legged children never got along usually. This would be interesting to watch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 15:56:15</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid Bishop</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8198715#msg8198715">Quote from: Caela on 10-05-2013, 03:39:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">If he hadn't maintained the kiss, she might have lost it when he actually <em>did</em> Apparate them to his office. Later she'd take the time to appreciate that bit of magic, and the fact that neither of them got splinched!, while under heavy distraction. Apparating, so she'd been told, required concentration or some fairly horrendous accidents could occur, but he managed it without breaking the kiss or losing any of the passion it held; later she'd be impressed, just then she was simply glad to be where prying eyes couldn't see.<br><br>She felt him setting her down and whimpered softly when his looming frame pushed her back, forcing her to balance with her arms or bend him down to stretch her entirely across the desk. Unable to touch him with her hands, she rolled her hips harder against him, making up for the loss of contact in area, by using another and nipping sharply at his lower lip, tugging it gently, once more. She had no idea what it was about him that made her want to bite and claw at him, she simply knew he seemed to be drawing something primal from her and she was more than willing to go with it!<br><br>Then he stepped back and the look she shot him, initially, was pure murder! She craved contact and now she couldn't reach him at all! She almost growled at him, until he waved his wand and was suddenly completely naked before her. That sight softened her sharp gaze, her eyes roaming over his bare flesh with appreciation and desire as her tongue darted out across her lips, as if she'd seen something she wanted to sink her teeth into. She was so busy staring at him that she barely noticed her own clothes disappearing as well! Left naked on the desk, she let her eyes rise to meet his and shot him an almost feral smile, full of hunger, need, and the demand for satisfaction.<br><br>"We can find a bed later...I want you <em>now</em>, she all but growled as she, boldly, parted her thighs and straightened her arms where they supported her forcing her back to arch and the firm mounds of her breasts to push up, her body blatantly on display and offered to him.<br><br>Later, in her own dorm, she'd blush nearly crimson, and a few shades of red that were hard to name, at how bold she was being, but in that moment, all that matter was the need rushing through her and if boldness got it satisfied, then she'd be bold!<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>The look of pure murder Astrid gives Teddy when he first steps back from almost makes him chuckle. Never in his life has he had a woman crave physical contact with him so much, but then he has never craved it from anybody else the way he craves her touch as well. As her look changes with his becoming naked he does chuckle. Then the way she displays her body for him after he makes her clothing vanish as well has him returning her hungry, feral smile. Her growling demand gets an immediate reply from him. ”Desk it is” he growls back as he gives his wand a flick of his wrist and everything he organized so neatly on the desk flies off across the room.<br><br>&nbsp;Teddy steps back to the desk placing himself between Astrid's open legs. His wand slips from his fingers to clatter on the floor. His thighs press against the hard edge of the desk as he grips a breast in each rather roughly. Another low growl slips from him as he feels her warm, soft flesh in his hands. He then lowers his head so that his mouth goes to her chest between those wonderful mounds. First he just kiss her skin, then he licks it moaning at her taste. Then with his mouth slightly open he presses his lips firmly against her breastbone and sucks. She will be able to feel his against her skin. His hands begin to knead and massage her breast and push them against his cheeks. He slowly increases the pressure of his body against hers trying to get her to stop leaning on her arms and go down flat on the desktop with him going down with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 18:22:10</strong>
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				Name: Rose Weasley<br>Position: Student/Teaching Assistant-Potions<br>Location: Transfiguration Classroom<br>Tagged: Albus, Inali, Adelaide<br><hr><br>Rose feigned a look of innoence on her face, as if to say 'who me?'. Her blue eyes twinkled with mischief and amusement at watching her cousin jump. Though she had not expected to have wand pointed in her face. Clucking her tongue, she wagged the quill as if to scold him. "Now, Al, didn't your mum teach you not to point," she teased while setting the stack of books down on a desktop. She couldn't remember the last time she saw her cousin this jumpy. Then her eyes shifted to look at Adelaide then back to Albus, a lopsided grin on her face. <br><br>Smiling politely at both Inali and Adelaide, "I'm Rose Weasely," she greeted, her eyes lingering on Inali for a moment. Pulling out her wand and gave it a simple flick of the wrist while muttering a spell and caused the spillt Butterbeer to vanish. "I do hope my dear cousin here has been a gentleman?" Teasing Albus she gently nudged his ribs. Waving her wand over the stack of books causing them to shrink in size. Scooping them into her hand, she opened her purse and dumped them inside where they collided with an already considerable stack of books and other items. She had put an extendable charm on the inside of the bag, expanding the interior to allow her to carry pretty much everything she needed. No more need to carry a back breaking bag loaded with books, and rolls of parchment.<br><br>Hopping onto a desktop she sat there swinging her legs a little. "How do you like Dragonclaw so far," she asked looking from Inali to Adelaide.<br><br><hr><br>Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Kutseena Sai, Professor Kupita<br><hr><br>Acacia nodded slightly at the mention of charms and potions being used to suppress and control the changes. "Yes," she answered as she pulled out her left hand wrapped in the charmed jade beads with the crescent moon charm on it. "Sometimes the charms and potions work, sometimes not so much." Thinking about the wolfsbane potion, she it made her think the potion did more harm then good at times. Sometimes she was fine on it, other times she would get sick. Maybe it was all in who brewed the potion.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched as Mua ruffled his cousin's hair, and she felt a hint of jealousy and saddness. Since the tradegy which claimed her family, she didn't have that familial bond and interaction. Looking away for a moment, she tried to recompose herself. Steeling her emotions, she resumed her serious, stoic expression. It hardly wavered as she watched his shirt ride up once more. "I am prepared for the clothing situation. On the nights I change I make sure to wear either old clothes or something comfortable like sweats which can be easily replaced," she replied though her cheeks flamed red at the thought of being naked infront of the professor.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 19:26:53</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8198715#msg8198715">Quote from: Caela on 10-05-2013, 03:39:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Athena actually laughed at the Indiana Jones reference, not so much because it was funny, though it was amusing, but because it reminded her of a evening spent watching those exact movies with her mother, and the utterly confused looks her mother had given her on trying to understand them. Being a Pure Blood herself, many of the references were simply lost on someone without a basic understanding of the Muggle world. Something she was gaining through her marriage to an American businessman, but still hadn't really perfected and Athena had often made jokes or reference that her Mother didn't fully understand but simply chalked to her daughter straddling two worlds.<br><br>Giving her head a small shake she explained her laughter...when she could breath again, "I'm Half-Blood, Dad's a Muggle and while Mom made sure I had, and followed, plenty of magical lessons, we pretty much lived in the Muggle world. One weekend I got her to watch Indy with me and she was just <em>totally</em> lost. It was actually more fun watching her react to the movies, than watching the movies themselves and your comment made me remember the look on her face at times," she said, her laughter fading but a small smirk still curving her lips.<br><br>"As for my own free time, I enjoy the normal things, parties, clubs, dancing, movies, friends. When I can get away and be near the ocean, particularly near reef formations, I <em>love</em> to dive. I modified the Bubble-Head charm so that I can actually stay under as long as I want, it draws in oxygen from the water around me instead of just holding a finite amount. I can spend entire days underwater!" she added, her enthusiasm for her diving obvious. "The Divination doesn't really help with magical traps, so much as helps to clarify the rare Prophecy that hits me, at least if I use my cards quickly. They can expand on what I see sometimes. Mostly though, it's just useful in forcing a person to acknowledge an answer, or question, they've been avoiding," she said with a small shrug before suddenly chuckling at herself and shaking her head gently, "I certainly seem to be talkative today so it is now you're turn to ramble; where are you from Kiran, and why dueling?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br><strong>"I see."</strong> Kiran simply nodded his head as he processed all the information she supplied him with about divination and her personal life. Personally, he had never been one for the subject. The only thing close to anything that could be brought into relation with divination was his acquired skill to read his opponent in dueling and try and predict what they would do next. That was more a matter of experience, quick thinking, and a keen eye though.<br><br><strong>"I was born and raised in London,"</strong> he began to explain when Athena asked where he was from. <strong>"I'm Half-Blood, but both my parents are magical. They run a pretty successful potions company that supplies a lot of stores both locally and on an international level, so can't really say we've ever been tight on money."</strong><br><br>He paused for a moment and sighed softly, a small crack appearing in his otherwise easygoing and cheerful demeanor. Smiling again, he continued, <strong>"My parents are very supportive and all, but there was always this pressure to find something I can do well to become as successful as them, you know? After going from hobby to hobby for years, I discovered dueling at the age of fourteen, when I was at a meet in France with a friend. It was probably the most memorable time of my life. It instantly enchanted me, you could say. The way the participants fought. The speed. The adrenaline rush; it was all just so appealing to me. Ever since then I've began training to become a top dueler. I'll tell you, the high octane pace of the combat really gives you a certain rush."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 20:16:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartly<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Mua looked over at Kutseena when she chuckled, but her face was back to its customary mask. He quirked a brow, but then turned back to Acacia when she spoke. He looked at the charm bracelet as she held it out and stopped. “May I?” Before she had a chance to answer, he had grabbed her wrist, bringing her to either stop, or dislocate her arm, because while his hold was gentle, it was firm and not going to break easily. He studied the charm with an intense look on his face. He gave a disgusted growl. “Get your money back from whoever sold you that.” His anger was very clear. “Come, I have something you can borrow until you learn to control your abilities yourself." With that he strode off, anger clear in every step, and glimpses of his ass peeking out as well.<br><br>Kutseena had stopped when they had, and watched her cousin walk away with a hint of shock on her face. “Hmm. Something’s got his dander up.” She eyed the charm thoughtfully. “Something tells me that’s not as good as it should be. Come.” Grabbing Acacia’s arm, she trotted after him. After a bit she nearly plowed into his back as he came to an abrupt stop.<br><br>“Here we are, good ole Lycanthropy Class.” Looking about, it was a rather large clearing completely surrounded by the trees in a perfect circle. Kutseena bristled slightly as she felt the spells surrounding the place. Well, least her cousin took the class and the students’ protection seriously. She noted boulders scattered here and there around the clearing as well, and what looked to be furs layered and tossed over the tops of them, except on rather long slab that seemed to have interesting things set upon it. Mua’s teaching stuff evidently. <br><br>Mua strode across the clearing to the ‘table’ and grabbed a beautifully beaded satchel and dug around with in. Pulling something out, he walked back over to Acacia and stepped around behind her. Kutseena watched curiously as he placed a necklace over her head. Looking at it curiously she raised a brow. Clearly Mua’s work, she’d seen him make such before. <br><br>Along the thong of undyed leather were beads of Abalone and Alabaster, a large Meteorite hung from the middle. It looked a bit like a flat disc and had etched within it Coyote in both his forms. She looked at Mua quizzically. He just gave a slight shrug, his expression unreadable. Kutseena looked as if she wanted to say something, but instead wandered into the clearing, leaving the two of them be. She knew what the necklace meant, but she wasn’t about to say a word.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:04:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Campus<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Mua<br><hr>Ravenna Explored the grounds a bit, fumbling with the witch equivalent of an iPod she had, listening to music.&nbsp; As she passed people, heading to the woods, she smiled in greeting, staying a bit regal, as a queen bee should be.&nbsp; She liked nature, and loved the fresh air as she walked amongst the fresh grass of the wooded area of the campus, coming across a few new faces, but not wanting to interrupt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:20:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna Black<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br>Kutseena looked up as the sounds of someone crashing about like a wild boar could be heard by her ears. She noticed even Mua looked about. Kutseena moved quietly with a quick motion to Mua and disappeared into the trees. She circled about until she came upon The Girl Who Would Be a Boar. She raised a brow briefly. She didn’t even look like she <em>liked</em> the outdoors, let alone belonged in such a setting. She leaned against a tree and studied the girl. “You do not strike me as one looking for the Lycanthropy Class. And you make too much noise to be one.” Kutseena was the picture of completely relaxed in such a place, though she had the expressionless mask she always wore meeting new people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:33:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Campus<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Mua<br><hr>The woods seemed deserted as she took out her earpieces.&nbsp; She looked at the trees, how the light shown from between the leaves.&nbsp; Thats when she heard the voice.&nbsp; It startled her a bit so she withdrew her wand.&nbsp; Her mother had always taught her how to protect herself, and she wouldn't stop now if need be.&nbsp; <strong>"Well, you shouldn't judge a book before you read it.&nbsp; As for class, you are correct.&nbsp; I'm an artist and wished to sketch, I do apologize if i interrupted with the amount of noise I made."</strong>&nbsp; She flashed a smile at the girl, outwardly seeming sincere by any who looked, but the girls abruptness had come across in a way that was unflattering to her.<br><br><strong>"What is your name?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:52:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna Black<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br>Kutseena looked this girl over before replying. “I do not judge books before I read them. People, however, are far easier to read than they would care to think.” She shoved off from the tree and seemed to almost glide as she walked up to and past the girl. Not a sound came from her movements, not even a whisper from her clothes. “I am Kutseena Sai. My cousin Mua Kapita teaches the Lycanthropy Class. Come, you may as well know exactly where it is. You may want that kind of information, and be careful once school starts. Something tells me you’d neither want to become a Lycanthrope, or be dinner.”&nbsp; She continued on towards Mua’s ‘class room’ not really caring of the girl followed or not. The girl was pretty… on the outside, but she sorely lacked something inside to make her actually beautiful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 21:55:00</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita, Kutseena Sai, Ravenna Black<br><hr><br><br>At first Acacia wasn't going to show him, as she seemed abit hesitant letting anyone near. Perhaps a result of her guarded nature and dark past. Curiously though, she was interested to hear what his opinion on the charm. Tilting her head slightly as her eyes narrowed alittle when he grabbed her wrist but was surprised that while firm it was gentle bringing her to a stop. "Well, it was a gift, kind of hard to ask for my money back," she replied dryly. Acacia was a bit taken aback by the expression of anger on his face and the disgust tone to his voice. <br><br>Rubbing her wrist, she wondered what had gotten him so riled up. Watching him stride off, she found her chocolate brown eyes slid from watching his back southward. Shaking her head, she brought herself out of the daydream as she found herself being pulled along into the clearing. Looking around, she noted the fur covering the various rocks. Her expression went from stoic and serious to curious as she wandered around inspecting the classroom. She nearly jumped when Mua appeared behind her placing the necklace around her neck. Glancing down, she fingered the beads and the meteorite hanging in the middle. She was speechless.<br><br>Looking up, she caught the looks being exchanged between Kutseena and Mua and wondered what was being unsaid. She felt like a person who came in on the middle of secret being shared and she was the odd one out. Turning to face Mua. "It is beautiful, Professor," Acacia spoke, looking at the images on the meterorite. "What is the meaning behind it?" Her heart beat alittle faster in her chest. There was something about the necklace which made her feel there was a story behind it. The Abalone and Alabaster contrasting against her olive toned skin. She was about to speak when she noticed the new girl approaching. Her eyes narrowed slightly as her hand flew inside her jacket producing her wand, brandishing it towards her. Acacia's eyes shifted from the new girl to Kutseena, and back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 22:00:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Campus<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><hr>The look that Kutseena seemed to be giving her was a bit of a look over, as though all of a sudden she may have a place to be or a friend that abruptly cancels dinner plans. There was another girl among them.&nbsp; one that was brandishing her wand which made her smile inside.&nbsp; As Kutseena came down from the tree and Ravenna followed her, putting her wand back as their seemed to be no danger, and smiled at the other girl.&nbsp; She would certainly take this information into account and stay far away from this part of the woods, though she was being led to the class she still felt as unwelcome as a olive green crayon in a crayon box.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 22:23:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta, Ravenna Black<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Acacia “AC” Hartley, Ravenna Black<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>“Mua, dear, I do not stand on formalities inside, hmm,” he looked about and back to her with a devilish grin, "or <em>outside</em> the class room.” His gaze dropped down to the pendant and his eyes became guarded, a look that didn’t sit as well on his features as it did Kutseena. “I am sorry about my harshness over your… gift, but it is weak and failing. You have been feeling ansty more than usual of late, yes?”<br><br>He paused as he too heard the sounds of someone blundering about in the forest. He watched Kutseena and gave the slightest of nods as she disappeared into the forest. His whole stance changed and he shifted his body ever so subtly as to be partially in front of Acacia and whoever was out and about. His nose flared briefly, testing the wind, the faint scent that came his way was of a normal human, female. He stood tense and ready. If need be he could pull a lightning quick transformation, but it would be more painful than when he took his time, not to mention put him down for a couple of days, but he was prepared if the need arose for such. His expression more than ever showed his clear relation to Kutseena just then as well, as if his features were carved from the same stone hers sometimes looked.<br><br>The wind carried Kutseena’s voice and the new arrivals faintly to his ears. He still didn’t relax even when Acacia whipped out her wand, nor did he flinch in the least when she nearly whapped him with it. Though a stray thought did cross his mind that she was far too jumpy. Seeing the girl put away her wand, he finally relaxed. “Greetings. I’m Mua Kapita. You’ve met my cousin there, Kutseena Sia, and this would be Acacia Hartley. You are?” He smiled charmingly, but it didn’t seem to fully reach his eyes. Something about Kutseena’s attitude warned him it was better to be more Comanche than White at the moment.<br><br>Kutseena eyed Acacia as she pulled out her wand again. Almost, she smirked. That one was definitely not one to allow herself to be caught unawares. She looked over at Mua as he spoke. When he was done she spoke herself. “Hey, you said I’d get my shirt back.” She nearly grinned that time as she saw the look her cousin shot her. But he just seemed to take it in stride like he did most things, and pulled the shirt off and tossed it to her. She gave a sniff and wrinkled her nose. “Now I have to wash it.” Mua chuckled as he moved back to the table and found his clothes folded neatly. He started dressing, not paying the three females standing around the least bit of attention, though his ears were more than tuned in to any conversation they might decide to have.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 23:02:24</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita, Kutseena Sai, Ravenna Black<br><hr><br>Relaxing slightly, Acacia was still a bit on edge. There was something about the new girl, but she couldn't quiet put her finger on it. Maybe it was the tone of her voice or her stance that put her off? She had been focused on the mysterious girl that she only now realized Mua had moved infront of her to shield her from the potential danger. Blinking, Acacia lowered her wand, cheeks flushed red. This close she could smell his scent more prominently, having a curious affect on her. Maybe it was the wolf inside her reacting to another Were? She was a bit confused by it. Tapping her wand against her thigh, lost in thought for a moment.<br><br>Turning slightly, she merely nodded her head in acknowledgement to Ravenna as Kutseena introduced her. Her guard back up again, while it was just Kutseena and Mua, she felt a bit more relaxed. Turning her gaze towards Mua as he started to dress, Acacia didn't get a chance to reply to his question before the other student appeared. Walking over to him, as she tucked her blackthorn wand back inside her jacket. "I never got a chance to answer your question. Yes, I have been feeling rather antsy lately." As she spoke, Acacia began to unwrap the jade beads from around her left hand and wrist. "I figured it was more because the full moon is approaching. But lately, I don't know. It feels different." It was hard for her to explain, she couldn't even fully describe what she was feeling. Placing the beads into her jacket pocket. Biting her lower lip, Acacia debated about asking once more about the pendant. She had noted the guarded expression, and it made her wonder if the pendant had belonged to someone else. Someone important.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 01:10:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Campus<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><hr>It hadn't been her intent to upset or offend anyone there, and with the nude man in her vision she blushed and bid them farewell.&nbsp; <strong>"It was good to meet all of you, I hope to see you around class.&nbsp; And My name is Ravenna Black if you need anything just ask around."</strong>&nbsp; With her abruptness she didn't wish to be rude, but disapparated to her room in a grey smoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 02:02:39</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Rome<br>;; Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower</div><br><br>Svetlana's breathing had already began to calm while Rome finished fucking her, she grunted and then hissed through her clenched teeth as he thrust deep into her and spilled his seed inside of her. She lay there quietly after he stilled, her chest rising and falling evenly and the wet feeling of his cum dripping from her ravaged hole. After a minute or so, she finally pushed herself into a sitting position and placed her hand on his chest, pushing him out and away from her. She gave him a cool half smile and began combing her hair back out of her face with her finger nails. These were the same nails that had done some impressive work on his desk--work no human could have accomplished. "Well, now that you've got that out of your system, I'm going to go take a shower," she said casually as she swiftly braided her hair so that it fell in that semi-tossled chic way down her back.<br><br>Svetlana slid off of the desk, surprisingly limber after such an intensely brutal coupling. She headed to where he'd tossed her jeans and grabbed them, then began slipping them on and tugging them up. Next she located her bra and began putting that back on as though nothing had really happened. Of course, it wasn't as if anything emotional had transpired between the two, they had simply done what they both wanted to do to each other. It would probably happen again but not until she went and did something that would prevent his seed from connecting with some erstwhile egg sitting in her womb. Offspring between herself and Rome would be bad for everyone.<br><br>"See you in class, <em>Professor</em>," she said, giving him a sassy wink before she snatched up the remnants of her sweater and walked right out of the tower. The next ten minutes were spent casually traipsing through the halls until she reached her dorm room and went inside to shower and concoct a perfectly viscous little potion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 02:25:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartley, Mʉa Kupi̲ta, back at Dragonclaw U's Entrance<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia “AC” Hartly<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Kutseena blinked as Ravenna suddenly disappeared. She made a clucking sound and shook her head. Looking over, she noted Acacia and Mua talking together and tilted her head a bit. “I think I’ll take my leave as well. I should find Inali anyway. Cousin, Acacia, May the Great Spirit Always Guide Your Steps.” And with that she apparated back to the entrance of the University.<br><br>Mua looked up as he finished pulling his pants on and buttoned his pants as he listened to Acacia. He gave a nod. “Yes, the Moon has some affect, but not as much as what you’re feeling.” He paused and leaned against the table and crossed his legs at the ankles. He looked to the pendant again. He knew he hadn’t answered her question before and that he should. Just how much exactly to tell her.<br><br>Finally he looked up at her eyes and smiled. “The pendant is something handed down in my family, my branch of the family. It’s a skill taught to all of us descended from Coyote. It’s a special mix of the natural properties of the stones and magic one of my ancestors invented. Originally, it was to help the young pups. It keeps the transformation at bay as needed until they gain the discipline and ability to control it themselves.” <br><br>Abruptly, he stopped his explanation. It was several moments before he continued while his thoughts had continued the narration for a moment. Finally he resumes, but obviously at a different point in the story. “This is my third year teaching. My first year, I quickly learned that those could be really useful for those students struggling with the class. And I had a hell of a time making enough then to cover. So I make them just about any spare moment I get any more.” <br><br>He reached for the bag and rummaged inside again and pulled out another pendant. This one was far different though than the one Acacia now wore. The beads were smaller for starters, and the pendant itself was just a small lump of meteorite, instead of a flattened disc with carvings. “The magic within the necklace will attune itself to the wearer. It will protect them from being forced to Change, by either the Full Moon or a Witch/Wizard. Also, if it is a spell trying to force you to change, you will get a kind of buzzing sound in your head, so you know an enemy is about.”<br><br>He stops again and stares at the pendant in his hand. “I know I said you can ‘borrow’ that, but in truth none of these are ‘borrowed’. It’s why I make so many. Once it attunes to a wearer, it won’t work for anyone else.” His eyes cut briefly to the one she wore and then back to the one in his hand. He then tosses it up on the table next to his satchel. “They also are specific to Lycanthropes. In other words, if someone like Kutseena or her brother Inali or just about anyone else, puts one on, but it won’t… activate for lack of a better word, unless they are a Were-creature of some type. Animagus won’t activate it either.” He smiled at Acacia and then grabbed his shirt and started to put it on.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 02:29:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"></span></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">TIME LAPSE</span></strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>FIRST DAY OF CLASSES</strong><br>It is now <strong>September 3rd - 10 AM</strong>.<br><em>Current weather: Cool, mostly cloudy.</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 02:49:55</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali Sai, Sex Ed Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena Sai, Sex Ed Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><br>Inali was up and dressed, he just waited on Kutseena out in the hall between their rooms. They’d somehow managed to find time to explore the school and learn their way around yesterday and knew where all their classes were, and their cousin’s class as well. Fortunately, Inali also found when he’d caught up with Mua that they could hunt on the property, or a forest in southern Holland as well. Though Mua suggested the Campus grounds a better hunting ground and Inali was fine with that. <br><br>Where was Kutseena? About the time he’d stepped over to knock on her door, it flew open and she stepped out. <em>“Sun’s Blessing, Brother.”</em> and with that she headed off towards their first class, Philosophy of Sex.<br><br>Inali sighed quietly. <em>“Sun’s Blessing, Sister.”</em> He trotted to catch up and then casually stalked next to her own well placed steps as they headed off. Before too long they arrived at the class room and took seats next to each other. They waited quietly and with their usual stoic faces.<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lycanthropy 101 Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day<br><hr><br>Mua waited in the clearing for the students to arrive. He sat cross-legged on his ‘table’ quiet and meditating, his way of greeting the new day. He sensed as the students started trickling in in ones and twos and stand around a bit uncertainly as they looked at this strange person sitting on a flat slab of rock in jeans, boots, a t-shirt, and a cowboy hat perched on his head. Without opening his eyes, he spoke. “Find a boulder and have a seat.” A small smile played on his features as he pictured students looking around at the fur covered boulders a bit surprised. “Or if you prefer, the grass is rather comfortable too.” Now a low chuckle emerged as he knew they had to be looking at him like he was the strangest thing to pop into existence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 04:38:32</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Hearing the growl in Lupin's voice sends small shivers running through Astrid and darkens the gaze watching him even further. Her eyes never leave him as he moves forward, and she can't help the small chuckle that fills her throat, only tor turn to a soft gasp, as he steps between her thighs and grips the firm flesh of her breasts. Always sensitive, the soft flesh practically quivers in his grasp and sends shocks of pleasure rushing under her skin. Without a thought in her head, her legs curl slightly, heels digging into the back of his thighs, as if trying to pull him closer despite the desk that stops him. <br><br>Feeling the pressure of his lips and body, she lets herself be bent back, her torso stretched across his desk, with him above her. So cliche in some ways, but she doesn't care in the least. It simply doesn't matter, all that matters is the feel of his skin against her own and the thought that she's amazed she hasn't simply gone up in flames! Without the need to support herself any longer, she reached out, one hand gently sliding into his hair, stroking the ginger tendrils while the other finds his shoulder, fingers curving in a tight grip, clinging to him so tightly her nails score his flesh...not drawing blood, though it's a close thing.<br><br>Against the desk itself, she moves restlessly, her back arching in further demands of his lips, wanting to feel them on more sensitive flesh than that over her sternum, while her hips roll against his in a demand so blatant it needs no words, but she manages one, need-filled demand, "More!"<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Listening to Kiran talk about his life, Athena, was impressed. Not many people could say they had known what they wanted to be doing with their life from such a young age! Much less actually held onto that dream and worked toward it with such obvious determination. It was a trait she admired in a person. Especially because it was also one she shared. She'd been chasing after lost magic, lost cities, since the first time she found an amulet, with writing no one could decipher to this day, at the bottom of one of the reefs near her school. It was one of her most prized possessions and not something she discussed except with those she was especially close to. To learn about it was to know that she truly trusted you.<br><br>"Someday you might have to tell me what it's like growing up in just one place. My father's a businessman, don't ask for details, my eyes glaze over if he talks about them too long, and we moved all over when I was a kid. So much so that I actually got letters from four different schools because no one was really certain <em>where</em> I belonged!" she added with a soft laugh and shake of her head. <br><br>"London must mean you went to Hogwarts, the most famous school in the, recent, history of the Wizarding World; that could be interesting, but it could also be a lot of pressure, more on the Staff I would think, but pressure all the same. Did you enjoy it?" she asked, genuine curiosity in her voice, Hogwarts was one of the schools she'd gotten a letter from and that her parents had rejected, it made her curious about what she might have missed there, though she doubted anyone could have been happier with their school than she was!<br>&nbsp;<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>Making sure she arrived early, Astrid tried not to blush furiously as she entered Professor Lupin's classroom. She hadn't told him she'd decided to take his class, she was leaving that as a surprise, and she wanted to see how he'd react to seeing her sitting there watching him...but she also wanted to avoid the charm on his door! She had no intention of <em>ever</em> sitting through a class entirely naked! He claimed some students, when they learned of the charm, did it on purpose, as bold as she might have been with him, she wasn't bold enough to do that.<br><br>Seeing two students already there she assumed, from the look of them, that they were related. You didn't look that much alike without shared blood. Since there were so few indigenous American's (something she made an educated guess about based not only on their looks but their clothing as well) about, it just made sense that they were probably related somehow. A dozen questions came to her mind at the sight of them, but she didn't want to be rude and pry, not even to sate her curiosity.<br><br>Choosing a seat, not far from the pair but near the center of what would be the class once everyone arrived, she offered a warm smile to each in turn, the girl first, before introducing herself, "Good morning, I'm Astrid. I don't recall seeing either of you around the castle last year so I'm guessing your new, are you getting settled in all right? If there's any place you need help finding, don't hesitate to ask," she offered, her friendly smile warm and open, inviting civility at the least, and possibly friendship if the two were open to it.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Athena had smiled that morning when she pulled on a pair of hiking boots. She didn't have a class until this afternoon and she seriously doubted that her&nbsp; Magical Archaeology Professor was going to care much what she was wearing. She didn't have to teach anything until tomorrow and she was going to enjoy the morning! Paired with jeans and a light sweater, she'd thrown a book and sketch pad into a light bag and decided she was going hiking on the grounds.<br><br>Now she leaned against a tree, a relaxed smile curving her lips as she simply listened to the sounds of the forest around her. She savored the sounds of birds chirping, small animals going about their daily routines, water running somewhere in the distance, and the gentle rustle of leaves in the light breeze that rushed through them. There would be time enough later for all the stresses that came with learning and teaching, right then, none of them touched her. Right then she was as one with nature as she could be outside of being at the bottom of the ocean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 08:29:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Although a little windy, the sun was rather bright in the sky as Rome made his way through the forest with crackeling leaves being squished beneath his feet. The forest was no place for muggles, full of magical creatures and wonder. At times like these, so early in the morning, it seemed like the most peaceful place one could be. Naturally, even if there was something un-safe or dangerous surrounding them, they wouldn't dare approach Rome. Most creatures, except for humans and a small some, could instantly tell the darkness that emitted from Rome. Yet, it was so charmingly disguised that no one without a sixth sense so to speak would be able to pick up on it. <br><br>Finally, he reached his destination after a few more steps deeper into the woods. He did not have any hiking gear on, nor a coat for that matter. In fact, he had made it all the way up there with his usual teaching attire. His white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, an untouched black tie, leather boots and a black pair of pants. The only thing informal about him, was his habit of keeping his shirt untucked. It seemed just a little -too- formal for him, something older people would do. So, with a few more steps he finally caught sight of her. He put on his best smile, and walked up to the tree that Athena rested her back against, and leaned on it lightly. The only noise he made, was when he first opened his mouth to speak. <br><br>"You blend right in. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a part of this forest." <br><br>A small smirk slipped on his lips as he teased, finally making enough noise to catch her attention, and no doubt give her a little scare. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 08:53:09</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita, Lycanthropy 101 Class<br><hr><br>Waking in the morning, Acacia rolled over in her bed to stare at the ceiling. The past couple of days seemed to be a blur. Pushing off the covers, she was not a fan of mornings. Yawning, then stretching as she sat up in bed. Slipping out of bed, grabbing a towel and bag of tolietries she disappeared into the bathroom taking a quick shower. The hot shower helped to wake her up. Returning to her room, it didn't take long to get dressed. Black jeans, a grey top and her black leather bomber jacket. Slipping her wand into the inside pocket, she zipped it up. She ran through a mental checklist to see if she had everything. Her hand rubbed over her neck. Remembering the necklace from Professor Kupita, she retrieved it from her nightstand. Slipping it on, she grabbed her back and headed out.<br><br>Grabbing some food on her way, she munched on the apple as her quick strides carried her across the lush green grass and into the woods. It didn't take long to reach the clearing, she almost got lost but catching a whiff of the familiar scent of the professor she found her way. Entering the clearing, Acacia noted there were a few other students there. Dumping her bag on the ground near a fur covered boulder her gaze turned to the Professor as he spoke. An eyebrow arched ever so slightly as she saw him sitting cross-legged wearing a cowboy hat. Her cheeks turned a slight reddish shade as her thoughts drifted back to their first initial meeting. Unlike some of the other students, she elected to sit on the grass. Leaning back against the boulder behind her. Clearing her throat, "What is on today's agenda?" she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 12:14:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong>&nbsp; Acacia “AC” Hartly, Lycanthropy 101<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>Mua heard <em>her</em> voice and when he opened his eyes he was looking directly at her. In his eyes was clearly an appreciation for her boldness, though in all fairness to the other students, she had been here already so the class room setting and himself wasn’t as shocking. Suddenly he unfolded and gracefully slid off the table to lean against it. His eyes scanned the few students here. His classes always were small, but then not many Weres came to the campus in one flood. His eyes flicked back to Acacia and he winked briefly before addressing the class as a whole.<br><br>“I am Mua Kaputa, and University of the Dragonclaw has saw fit for some reason to make me a Professor. I am a Werecreature like all of you. I am half Native American, half White. My particular branch of my Father’s People have managed to learn how to control their Lycanthropy. And that is what I’m here to teach all of you to do.” He reached next to him on the table and grabbed the six amulets that sat next to him. “Acacia, would you be so kind as to hand these to the others?” He held them out to her and waited for her to come and grab them. As she passed them out, he continued on. “I do not stand on formalities. There is no need to call me Professor. Mua or Kapita will do. Or if that’s a bit complicated to get your tongue around, my Name means Moon Light. These necklaces Acacia has given you are my family’s creation. They help to hold the transformations at bay and they will protect you as well. They will attune to you and you only, and be useless for anyone else. But, you must wear them at all times until you do not need them anymore.” <br><br>He looked over the class. “As we get into actual application of various techniques, clothes will not be an option in class. Trust me, it will save both your wardrobe and your pocket book.” As he’d been speaking, he had slowly been undressing and stood before the class in his birthday suit. “By the end of this class you should all be able to do what I am about to.” With that he started a slow transformation. It was a bit painful to watch as he shifted to a hybrid form of a humanoid Coyote. He stood there for a moment and gazed over the class, gauging their varied reactions. Then he transformed again and before too long a coyote stood before the class. Once more he paused to watch the class before shifting back into his human form. <br><br>He looked pained and his face was a bit strained, but he smiled at the class. “Yes, it is still a painful process, but far less painful than the moon or a spell forcing you to change. Now this first day isn’t going to be heavy and a ton of homework piled on you. Take time to get to know each other, ask questions as you need. And tonight, think about how you became a Were, because tomorrow, we shall share this information with each other.” With that he turned and grabbed his pants first and started pulling them on.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 15:01:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>Lost in her own thoughts, and completely unafraid of anything that might be roaming the forest, she didn't hear Rome approaching until his voice cut through her thoughts, startling her and making her both jump, and give a slight squeak! That noise, more than her surprise, made her blush slightly before laughing at herself and flashing him a warm grin. Looking up at him, she didn't bother to rise, instead one eyebrow arched up as she took in the formality of his clothing out here in the woods. No one could call her own attire formal in the least. A sapphire sweater kept her warm, old jeans, worn so often as to be soft and fit like a second skin, had clearly seen better days and her hiking boots as well showed signs of being well used. With her hair drawn back into a loose ponytail to keep it out of her face, she could almost pass for 18 instead of 25, but something in her eyes would always make a person guess higher than her looks alone would tell.<br><br>Holding his gaze, her own narrowed slightly, clearly studying him and with her head slightly tilted as if hearing something no one else did. She was a Seer, her sixth sense more active than most (though thankfully not all the time!) and his presence set of bells in her head. That sense that sent Prophecy to her said that there was something dark about this man, but it didn't tell her what, or if that darkness was a danger to her. She'd sensed something of the sort in other people before and had found that it didn't necessarily make them a "bad person" but that it could simply mean that their propensity, or willingness to do, toward violence and danger was higher than most. <br><br>Finally she gave a small shrug, only time would tell what that sense of darkness in him meant, and let her smile fill her face with warmth once more, "You, Professor Dotson, stick out like a sore thumb out here. You move quietly, but those slacks and tie will never blend in. I'd ask you to sit with me, but would be worried about your pants getting torn or dirty," she said honestly, leaving it open to him if he wanted to sit to talk with her, or remain standing, almost looming, over her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 17:28:58</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">That sixth sense that she possessed, that certain ability of prophecy that alerted her to his hidden dangers were the exact reason he sought her out int he first place. She was so gifted with something so rare and valuable, just waiting to be put to proper use in a greater plot to achieve much, much more than she ever has before. Yet for now, he was slightly captivated by that warm smile she flashed at him, the one that replaced the wicked grin on her lips after she let out that adorable squeak when he scared her. It had caused to him to helplessly snicker, muffling a small laugh as not to come off rude, before he held his gaze towards her and his eyes locked on her own. He could tell that she was much more comfortable in her surroundings that he was, but he wasn't against getting a little scratched and bruised by a few branches. Nothing a few wand waves couldn't fix, after all what's the benefits of being a Wizard if you couldn't use your magic. <br><br>She gave him that little shrug, and identified him by name. A fact that gave his lips a little smile to tug on them. He could not help but laugh though, as she remarked that he stood out lightly with his shirt and tie. "Oh nothing that a little spell can't fix. Besides, I have enough pairs of this exact outfit. It's a continuity thing." He flashed her a charming smile, before stepping to the side and putting his back against the tree, sliding down it until he came to sit down beside her with a small crackle of the leaves beneath his rear. Their shoulders and part of their arms touched, as the tree trunk did not provide much room. A little physical contact always seemed to make talks and encounters more personal, more trusting, so he didn't mind at all. <br><br>His head tilted towards her, and his blue eyes gazed over her for a few seconds. "But the whole 'Professor Dotson' thing...it's more suitable coming out of my students' lips. So I will test how truly you know me...and how well that <em>gift </em> of yours can work on the spot, to see if you can recall what my first name actually is. I reckon it will sound rather sweet being whispered from your lips." He smirked coyly at her, his arms crossing lightly as he presented her a small teasing challenge. Nothing about him was threatening,&nbsp; in fact he did not want to produce such a feeling at all. She was a very gifted woman, and such talented Witches were just helplessly attractive. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 17:52:43</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>When Astrid's heels dig into the back of his thighs pulling him harder against the desk's edge a low groan slips from Teddy against her skin. Her hand in his hair turns it into a moan then her nails biting into his shoulder causes another growl to rumble from him. Even as she is making her demand of more he has begun sliding his mouth up the side of own of her perfect breasts. His hand moves to its side exposing her nipple which he hungrily sucks into his mouth. His hand then glides over her flesh down her side then over her stomach. It is a little awkward but he manages to work his hand down her body until his fingers reach her sex. His other hand changes from palming and gripping her entire breast to simply capture her nipple between thumb and finger for a light pinch and slight twist.<br><br>When Teddy's finger tip touches Astrid's clit he presses against it and starts to rub it slowly at first, but speeding up. He bites on the nipple in his mouth grazing his over her sensitive flesh. Keeping a firm pressure on her clit his hand moves further down that finger slipping between her soft folds of skin. When it reaches her moist opening it curls down to enter her body. His breath goes across her now wet nipple as he chuckles. ”Patience, my delicious one, we are getting there.” He blows lightly across her nipple before once again sucking it roughly into his mouth.<br></div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Kutseena, Inali, open<br><br><hr><br>Teddy had awakened with the dawn and promptly Apparated to outside the castle grounds entered and gone for a good jog around the grounds. After jogging for about an hour he walks to the castle enjoying the morning air and the lack of commotion that will be able the campus in a bit more time. He heads straight to his office where he showers and then dresses in preperation of the first day of class. His dress is casual, with a pair of black dockers over white gym shoes, he overs his torso with lavender polo. A smile spreads across his face as he looks at his reflection in a mirror and his eyes change to match the color of his shirt and his hair takes on a much darker shade of purple.<br><br>Feeling ready to face his students Teddy steps from his office into the classroom from which he teaches his class on the History and Philosophy of Sex. It is still a bit early but he is pleased to see three students already there. The two stoic native Americans he recognizes simply from the color of their skin, style of dress and hair, and by their posture. The third is a female with her back mostly to him as she is facing the other two, so he does not immediately recognize Astrid due mainly to the fact that she was not enrolled in his course. He approaches the three looking first to the male and presenting a warm welcoming smile. ”Good morning and welcome to my class. I am Professor Lupin. Mr. Sai.” He bows his head slightly as his gaze moves to female sibling. ”Ms. Sai, it is a pleasure to meet you both. I do hope you both have so far been enjoying your first few days here.”<br><br>Teddy finally turns the girl he did rocognize and opens his mouth to welcome her but stops with his mouth open as he clearly see her beautiful, radiant face. A very pleased smile spreads across his face and he bows from the waist. ”Ah, My Lady Bishop, this is a pleasant surprise. You said that you were not taking my class this year and the last time I checked the roster you name was not on it.” He flicks his wand and a scroll appears in his hand which he opens and scans quickly. Upon his eyes reaching the bottom his smile broadens considerably clearly showing his true happiness. ”I see a late addition. May I ask what changed your mind?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 18:15:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>She hadn't missed the snicker when she squeaked, but she wasn't upset by it either. If she'd startled someone the way he'd startled her, she'd have been amused as well and she wasn't one to get angry simply because she was embarrassed. Though she truly hoped she never made quite that sound again! She was also glad to hear that he wasn't concerned with getting his shirt mussed. She never had quite understood people who went out into nature and then fussed about their clothes, part of the fun was getting water, leaves, dirt, <em>something</em> on you! It showed you'd been outside, was a reminder of whatever adventure you'd chosen for yourself. <br><br>His small challenge made her chuckle softly and she nudged his shoulder with her own in a teasing manner before answering, "I don't need a gift to know your name, my own memory suffices quite well, Rome. As for the title, that's my Mother's influence, she can be a stickler for her version of good manners and that includes giving Professionals or Elders their proper titles until given permission to use their first names. It's been drilled into me since I was so young that it's just natural.<br><br>Now, if you want my <em>gift</em> to tell me something..." she said, letting her voice trail off and studying him harder this time. As she looked him over, her eyes seemed to darken slighty, taking on a richer hue, almost shining like molten gold. It wasn't often she actually tried to call up her gift, Prophecy wasn't a comfortable thing, and she very, <em>very</em> rarely actually got a Prophecy when she tried, but she could sometimes tell things about people if she was open to it. "There's a darkness about you, but it's not fully formed yet, as if uncertain what shape will, ultimately, take. It could simply indicate someone with a thirst for violence and dangers, or a hidden cruel streak. I've seen the same sort of thing in a few businessmen my Father works with that I am convinced are more piranha than person, and in a soldier we met who was much celebrated, especially among his peers, for his determination never to leave a comrade behind. He was known for diving headlong into danger without seeming to worry about what that could mean for himself.<br><br>Some people worry that darkness in someone means they're <em>evil</em> but it doesn't have to. It can just be another strength to draw from. In the end what it means is up to the person who contains it," &nbsp;as she spoke her voice was slightly flat, almost as if coming from a distance, or muffled by a thin sheet of cotton. When she was done her eyes blinked, taking back their normal hue and she shook her head sharply with a soft laugh filling her throat as she gave a small shrug.<br><br>"Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not the best idea to challenge a Seer to actually <em>see</em> you? We come up with some weird things sometimes and looking this way is never precise unless it triggers an actually Prophecy...and most of those are so darned vague as to be nearly useless! My cards are much more precise, though on a much smaller scale.<br><br>Turning her head so that she could see him better, she flashed him a grin and couldn't resist teasing him a bit just to lighten the atmosphere after telling him he was covered in darkness, So, Oh Dark One, which will it be? Rushing headlong into danger and violence, or will you be the end of us all?! she asked with a laugh, clearly not really expecting an answer to such a ridiculous question!
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 18:49:02</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He couldn't help but flash her a teasing grin when she nudged his shoulder playfully and remembered her name by heart, without having to call upon her gifts or anything of the such. It was a little flattering to be honest, and he couldn't help that cheeky, joyous smile that crawled upon his lips when her name was uttered through her lips. It did sound much smoother than usual coming from her lips, as he had guessed. Perhaps he was a seer, and did not quite know it. He snickered to himself at the thought as she explained why she uses such formality, before one of her words sent his brows furrowing just lightly and having him lean in a little closer to her. "Your Elders? Athena...how old do you think I am." He flashed her that grin again, teasing her a little more. "I'm pretty sure we're the same age, so that's out of the question. Just -Rome-, like you did just now." He knew that she was only explaining, and if anything meant that he was a professional rather than an elder, but he adored teasing her none the less, getting that cheeky smirk returned from her excited him lightly and he rather enjoyed it.<br><br>Yet, just as she accepted his challenge, he stared into her eyes that went from their normal color to a dazzling golden hue as she sunk into her talent and began uttering a prophecy just for him. He sat there, shoulder to shoulder with her with a single brow raised. Not moving, simply listening to what she said word for word as a slow grin came along his lips towards the end as she snapped out of her daze and asked him a teasing question with that grin he enjoyed so much. He could not help but let out a burst of laughter, his head tilting to look at her with his own pair of blue eyes that seemed deeper than the biggest of oceans. There was something mysteriously alluring about him, just as there was something inexplicably attractive about her. "Well, you are as gifted as I perceived you to be. I'll say you met your challenge and more." He flashed her a slightly wicked smile, his body tilting lightly so it could face her while still keeping the physical contact. <br><br>"I suppose a little bit of both." He said in a moment, letting her attention get captivated before he leaned his head in lightly so his words were hushed, as if hiding them from the trees and the birds, for her ears and her ears alone. "I did not expect you to be so dead on...but I can tell you that the road I travel is far from an innocent one. I have cast such a wide web of deceit to form this...illusion of a gentle and nice professor, yet there is so much that I have not revealed...but none of that can be hidden from you." His finger raised and it very gently touched the spot just below her neck at her upper chest, letting it linger for a few moments. Yet, the mysterious statement was quickly subsided as another charming smile came along his lips, his face really an inch or two away from her own. "But you have your gifts, and I have mine. What I can do may just have something to do with a certain amulet that you hold dear." <br><br>A grin helplessly slipped along his face then, knowing that very few souls even knew about what she had in her hands, let alone people she'd actually told about him. Rome had his gifts, had his allure. He had cast a line and it was up to her whether to take the risk and grab onto the bait with her own free will, or swim in an ocean waiting to find out her answers by chance or luck. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 19:30:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>Athena grinned when Rome laughed. The sound seemed to fill the forest around them and it was rich and full, it was a sound she would enjoy hearing repeated. To her ears, it sounded as if he held nothing back in that laugh and she appreciated that. So many people were restrained in their amusements, trying not to be too loud, or not to offend someone, or restraining themselves when they thought their amusement might be unacceptable. He sounded as if he laughed amused, acceptable or not, and she like it, it made her eyes flash with her own amusement and she nodded slightly at his compliment to her talent. It also hadn't been lost on her that he'd used her own name, without having to ask what it was, and she had liked the sound of it on his lips. So many people seemed to stumble on it, as if uncertain what to do with the name of a Goddess given to a woman, but it flowed easily from him, smoothly, without any of the uncertainty or harsh lines she heard so often used.<br><br>With a start, she realized he spoke her name as naturally, and smoothly, as her own family did and that only made her friendly smile warmer.<br><br>His answer to her rhetorical question surprised her. She hadn't expected a level of honesty, that still managed to hide so much! He admitted to a web of deceit, and that he was more than the mild mannered and charming Professor yet he didn't actually explain what any of that, or his plans, meant. It was impressive in it's subtlty and if he hadn't been a Wizard, she'd have said he'd have done well rubbing elbows with her Father's business cronies. They all managed to tell the truth...without really telling you much of anything at all.<br><br>Just as she was about to compliment him at his skill in word games, he continued and her eyes flared wide while her entire body seemed to go still beside him, barely seeming to breathe. The last person she'd told about the amulet she'd found had been her friend Shauna over six years ago. They still exchanged the occasional Owl but time, and distance, had eroded the closeness they'd once share and she would have sworn Shauna had forgotten about the odd bauble Athena had found on the ocean floor. Giving Rome a fresh, more speculative gaze, she had to ask, "What, and how, would you know anything about what I might hold dear? Such a comment, from someone who barely knows me in passing, ranks ridiculously high on the creepy meter without a greater explanation to give it context," she said, her voice taking on a cold edge and while she had barely shifted, if he glanced down he'd see the tip of her wand&nbsp; palmed in her hand and clearly pointed at him.<br><br>In truth, if he could help her discover anything about the amulet she'd found, she'd be greatly indebted to him, but his even knowing about it sent alarm bells ringing through her head that would put a cathedral to shame. For all that she seemed to be an open and friendly young woman, Athena knew how to keep a secret, especially her own, and that amulet was one of her greatest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 20:07:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Albus quickly checked his suit in the mirror making sure nothing was too out of place, and set off for his first class of the year. Part of him wanted to not go. He would never in a million years feel comfortable discussing&nbsp; sexual matters with strangers (or with people he knew well for that matter). However Philosophy of Sex was being taught by his elder god brother, Albus was rather proud of Teddy and had signed up simply based on who was teaching it, not even bothering to read the course title. It was only after that he had realized this wasn’t one of Teddy’s Auror prep type courses. And now he was trying to quiet his nervous brain as he dashed off to class, burning with shame at the very thought of the subject matter. How could there even be a class about this? The whole thing seemed so, unseemly.<br><br>To some extent, Albus felt like a hypocrite. He had railed in angry opinion pieces about backward Victorian era sexual standards still found in the Wizarding community. He was a firm proponent of getting with the times and moving on from these silly hang-ups. But even though he was for openness for people who wanted it, when it came to himself he found he would rather avoid the topic. Not that he didn’t want to have sex, off course he did, but there seemed like a time and a place for everything and talking about it in a classroom seemed ridiculous to him. Well perhaps it would push him out of his comfort zone a bit, he was trying to push his boundaries a bit after all.<br><br>Albus entered the class and was pleased to see his new friend Inali already there, along with who he assumed was his twin sister, Kutseena. She had the stoic look of her brother and dressed in the same Native American fashion. She was rather good looking, and her evident self-confidence Albus found compelling. There was another student already there as well, a friendly looking blonde girl. He gave them all a smile and a polite nod trying to hide his nervousness. <br><br>Despite his considerable intelligence Albus had somehow in his head completely failed to prepare himself for the fact that there were going to be women in the class. He had felt hesitant enough, now it was suddenly dawning on him that they were going to be discussing these things while members of the opposite were present. He was going to have to find a corner and pray that Teddy would go easy on him. Off course he was sure that his god brother would not resist the chance to tease him. If there was ever a chance to make fun of him this would be it.&nbsp; <br><br>“Good morning everyone,” he said a little quietly “And good to see you Tedd- uh Professor Lupin” He gave Teddy a pleading look trying to communicate his pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 21:12:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He had relished those moments where he got her to laugh, where her smile shone as brightly as the sun that hid above the clouds. Not that they needed a sun, because her smile and gaze at him gave him enough warmth to last him for a quite some time. Something about them just seemed to click, and just as his name slipped ever so smoothely from his lips did his name from hers. In the end, it was a combination of a sophisticated talent, gorgeous eyes and even warmer smile that just had him completely intrigued and enthralled with her. Yet, such tender times only lasted a few moments as he watched her freeze and her expression shift. He could see her tense up, see her worry and fear how he knew about the secret she held most dear. His eyes glanced down lightly, and saw that she had gripped her wand in fear that he was some sort of creeper that had watched her or stalked her. <br><br>The tension was suddenly broken as he let go a carefree laugh, and soon his charming smile returned to him to match her cold and threatning expression. He raised his arms in the air a little playfully, as if surrendering to police. "Don't shoot, don't shoot." He teased. "I promise you, I am no creeper nor stalker, nor have I mysteriously researched you or some other less than private thing others might do. If you will allow me to explain~" He paused for a moment and pulled his hand down to his neck line, where his fingers grasped a thin chain and pulled it up slowly. At the end of it, hung over his chest, was an amber amulet that was nearly identical to her own. The markings were the same, the shape was the same, even it's weight and form was a perfect match. The only thing that differed was the color, and not by much. He snapped off the chain to bring the amulet fully in his hand. Once there, he extended his hand lightly to bring it into Athena's own vision and grasp if she wished to touch it. <br><br>"You're not the only one that holds on to secrets, Athena. Since you assumed I was some sort of stalker, I'll assume that you don't know the full extent of its abilities yet, so I'll share one. The amulets set off a certain magical signal to their owner when another of their kind is close, or their bearer for that matter. Here, I'll prove it to you." He moved the amulet to her chest where he had pointed his finger earlier, and placed the cold metal against her skin. His own hand touched at her collar and neckline, a slight touch of intimacy though un-intended. Just as the stone touched her, small markings similar to the amulet's own light up painlessly on her skin. The perfect way to give them description was that they resembled bright blue runes that lit up upon tough, trailing her shoulders and chest. Yet as soon as he pulled away his hand, the markings disappeared. Nothing about his touch was threatening, and he made sure that she was intrigued and giving him all permission to have the stone touch her, so that she may not think that he was cursing her or something of the sort.<br><br>"It would be wise to cast a ward or a spell to hide us from runners and explorers like yourself...the secrets that lay within this small stone should be revealed to none, but us." He stated quickly, just to be cautious.<br>"Now...it may be a little sudden, but I would love for you to cast that gorgeous, warm smile on me again. It's much more enticing than that other look you just gave me." </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 22:00:40</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Astrid, Albus, Inali<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Kutseena, Albus, Astrid<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>Both twins nodded politely to the blonde female when she spoke to them, but before they could reply to her inquiries and polite conversation, the Professor had appeared. Their eyes flicked to the teacher and studied him as he spoke. Both nodded in response to his welcome. They waited quietly as the teacher turned his attention to the blonde and talked with her. <br><br>Inali looked over as Albus walked in and a brief smile flashed across his lips. <em>“There is the one I told you about.”</em> <br><br>Kutseena looked over to see the young man entering the class. Her gaze traveled from head to toe and back again. Her expression never changed as she spoke to her brother. <em>“Handsome. In a rather insecure way. Nervous.</em> She looked to her brother thoughtfully. The man before them only partially resembled the person her twin had described to her. But her brother was never known to be wrong in his appraisal of a person, so she would wait and see what came about.<br><br>Inali hid the smile when his sister made her own appraisal of Albus. Instead he gave a slight tilt and nod of his head to the chair close by for Albus to sit. Then he returned back to his normal position and continued to wait quietly for the class to begin. Kutseena too waited quietly watching both the new arrival and the Professor and the blonde.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 22:28:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172858.msg8204751#msg8204751">Quote from: Caela on 11-05-2013, 04:38:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Listening to Kiran talk about his life, Athena, was impressed. Not many people could say they had known what they wanted to be doing with their life from such a young age! Much less actually held onto that dream and worked toward it with such obvious determination. It was a trait she admired in a person. Especially because it was also one she shared. She'd been chasing after lost magic, lost cities, since the first time she found an amulet, with writing no one could decipher to this day, at the bottom of one of the reefs near her school. It was one of her most prized possessions and not something she discussed except with those she was especially close to. To learn about it was to know that she truly trusted you.<br><br>"Someday you might have to tell me what it's like growing up in just one place. My father's a businessman, don't ask for details, my eyes glaze over if he talks about them too long, and we moved all over when I was a kid. So much so that I actually got letters from four different schools because no one was really certain <em>where</em> I belonged!" she added with a soft laugh and shake of her head. <br><br>"London must mean you went to Hogwarts, the most famous school in the, recent, history of the Wizarding World; that could be interesting, but it could also be a lot of pressure, more on the Staff I would think, but pressure all the same. Did you enjoy it?" she asked, genuine curiosity in her voice, Hogwarts was one of the schools she'd gotten a letter from and that her parents had rejected, it made her curious about what she might have missed there, though she doubted anyone could have been happier with their school than she was!<br>&nbsp;<br></div></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br><strong>"Hey, at least that meant you could pick whichever looked the most appealing. For us Brits it's usually Hogwarts or bust,"</strong> he chirped cheerfully in response when she told him about having recieved multiple letters. It did sound pretty great to have so many options so early on, but, on the other hand, it did put the pressure of picking the right one for you on your shoulders. That wasn't really something an eleven year old needed to worry about, he thought.<br><br><strong>"Well, I don't really get you mean by pressure,"</strong> he said with a lightly furrowed brow as he cocked his head slightly to one side with a confused expression, his arms lightly folded across his chest as he pondered about it. <strong>"If you mean the whole war thing between Harry Potter and that Volde-something bloke... That was almost three decades ago <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> well before my time and really something from their generation and not ours. The castle doesn't really have any scars from the final battle that took place there, or at least I've never found any, and most of the staff that was in place during my time there was also from after that time. Personally, I don't have much interest in that time period. War is messy, ungraceful and there's an obvious lack of honour and respect between oponents."<br></strong><br>He turned his eyes towards the blue skies above them. Since it had just turned september, the weather was still excellent in the Netherlands. <strong>"Some say war is glorious, but I can't see where they find it. In my opinion, besting a foe in a fair fight, on equal grounds, is the most glory you'll find in a fight. War isn't fair, just dirty."</strong><br><br>Wow, when did this conversation turn so dark and moody?</div></div><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Open<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br></div><br>It was the first day of classes and Kiran was up pretty early. He did have any classes to attend for the first period, but his training schedule dictate he took a morning run today. Dressed in a pair of joggers and a dark purple gym vest bearing the Norwich Nightmares' logo on its front and back, the dueling pro in training slipped on his running shoes and set for a run in the forest. With plugs in his ears and music player in his pocket, he hummed along the track playing as he ran down a narrow, winding path, dodging trees left and right with vigor and enthusiasm.<br><br><strong>"Yes I'm, let loose!</strong>" After a while he began to sing along a few lines here and there, after taking in a deep enough breath. <strong>"From the noose!"</strong> If his singing was any good, was a whole different topic, of course. <strong>"That's kept me hanging about!"</strong><br><br>Breathing in through his nose, he could clearly make out that distinct scent of treebark, dry moss, and other such forest-like things. He liked it. It relaxed him and, combined with the soft forest soil and non-linear pathways, made for a versatile and fun running parcour. Unlike concrete, the forest floor didn't put as much stress on his legs and feet while running, allowing him to run longer; a great way to increase stamina. Also, less aching lower parts afterwards, which was always a big plus.<br><br><strong>"Yes, I'm back in black! Back in the back! Of a Cadillac!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 04:55:11</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Athena/Kiran</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Part of Astrid wanted to savor what Professor Lupin was doing to her, the time he was taking with her, but part of her wanted to claw him to pieces for it as well! She wanted what she wanted, and she wanted them <em>now</em>. Writhing on the desk she arched her hips at the touch of his hand, grinding against his fingers while using her feet on his thighs, tightening them, using her legs to try and pull him tighter against her restless body. She could feel his own need and she wanted it!<br><br>Tipping her head, a sharp hiss passes her teeth, a growl in throat as her nails tighten even more deeply on his shoulder, any more pressure and she'd start to break skin, "Patience, like a bed, can be had later...NOW!" she demanded in a tone that brooked nor argument and was emphasized by another roll of her hips against the need she could from his own body.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Dorms<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Laughing softly, Athena shook her head, "I didn't get to choose anything, my parents did. Mom chose a small school house on an island in the Great Barrier Reef called The Towers. She liked that it was isolated on it's island, relatively unknown to the magical community, and Dad was doing a lot of business in Indonesia at the time, so it made Holiday visits easier than if I was half way across the world. It's where I learned to dive, and surf. Gods but I do miss the colors of the ocean," she added, her tone a bit wistful.<br><br>Listening to him talk about pressure and war, she gave a small shrug, she didn't see much glory in it herself, "I guess by pressure I meant having the eyes of the world on you. Though it would be more on the school and I suppose the Staff and Ministry would try and keep it from teh students as much as possible. My teachers at the Towers never spoke of recent history without a touch of fear and suspicion when they mentioned Hogwarts.<br><br>There's a good portion of the worlds Wizards and Witches that no longer truly trusts your old school and is mere looking for a reason to force your Ministry to shut it down and start over afresh. They've resisted it of course, and the longer things go without problems, the less of an issue it becomes, but the distrust is there," she said, giving a small shrug to throw it off. She didn't distrust people simply because of their school, she thought that was supremely stupid, but she could understand the fear and distrust that had been sown in the war with Voldemort.<br><br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>Astrid didn't have to wait long for Professor Lupin to appear. She was grinning as he greeted their Native students and laughed in delight at the surprise on his face when he realized it was her sitting nearby. His bow brightened her smile and by the time he straightened and was looking over his roster, she was all but beaming. She had no doubt that the knowing look in her eyes would make some question what might be happening between the two, but she didn't really care.<br><br>"I think you can guess what changed my mind," she said, her eyes dancing with amusement and a flare of heat as she let her gaze glide over him. She found she couldn't resist teasing, "It's just too bad you weren't late for class. I can promise you <em>I</em> never will be. <br><br>She might have teased the Professor further except that just then Albus came in and she turned her attention to him instead. He seemed slightly nervous and she offered him the same friend smile that she'd offered to Inali and Sutseena; warm, but minus any of the heat or amusement she'd directed at their Professor. <br><br>She couldn't help thinking it was going to be an interesting term.<br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>Athena allowed Rome to explain how he knew about her amulet, an artifact few people even knew existed, much less that she had it, but she never took her wand off of him until the explanation was finished, and the odd blue runes had faded from her skin. Only when he was done did she stop pointing her wand at him, but she didn't put it away, instead she aimed it straight up and called in a firm tone, <em>Accio</em> amulet!<br><br>Once done with her spell, her wand slid back into the forearm holster she favored and let her gaze slide back to Rome's, where, for just a moment longer it was stern, almost angry, before she simply suddenly let it break, her face warming as a laugh bubbled from her throat. Before she could say anything she heard a slight whistling and lifted her hand just in time for something solid to thunk into it with a loud smack. Opening her palm, there didn't seem to be the amulet she had called for, but a small figurine of a feline, a leopard to be exact, lounging on a rock and looking entirely lazy and unconcerned with anything around it.<br><br>It was a lovely piece of craftsmanship until her wand slid free once more. Murmuring she swirled the tip over the figurine she held and the leopard seemed to melt away, leaving the amulet in it's place. It hadn't been transfigured, instead the amulet had been hidden entirely within the actual figurine. It was a trick she had come up with while in school so that if the Professors should decide to search their rooms, they wouldn't find a transfigured object, just a figurine. Proving she'd been listening to his explanation, she then raised her wand, once more murmuring and a circle formed around them. The ward would encourage anyone wandering the woods to wander in another direction, and would keep their voices from carrying beyond their immediate vicinity, anyone more than two feet from them, wouldn't hear a word they said to each other.<br><br>"You could add a layer of illusion to hide us from prying eyes if you like, but no one should come stumbling across us now," she said, flashing him a small smirk as she nodded to his own amulet, "Now then, if these recognize each other, what else do they do? I always wanted to experiment more with mine, but could never find anything to help me translate the glyphs and didn't really like the idea of possibly blowing myself up either. I've been searching for something to give me some clue to its purpose for <em>years</em> and suddenly I meet someone who has one...time to start sharing Rome," she demanded, but her tone was playful and she bumped his knee with her own teasingly. <br><br>She didn't apologize for her earlier suspicions, his abrupt mentioning of her amulet <em>had</em> been creepy until he'd explained it. Instead she simply let it go and moved on. When she actually <em>did</em> something wrong, then she'd apologize.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 05:15:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Rome maintained a slightly amused smile along his lips as he continued to let her suspect the worst and call for her amulet, watching her cast all the spells needed to hide them and fetch her own amulet after a little trick was broken, letting the amulet emerge from a small feline statue. He snickered at that, slightly amused at her work and dedication to hide the amulet and keep it from anyone who would try to take it from her. He saw a small, almost invisible shield radiate around them and he realized that it was her spell, to keep people at bay and have them run in opposite directions from where these two were sitting. Finally, after what seemed like a long and dreadful time, the angry gaze faded from her eyes and was replaced with a boom laugh and smirks along her lips. Oh it did not bother him that her first instinct was to defend herself, after all if she hadn't she wouldn't have been a remotely talented wizard. <br><br>"Let -me- start, by apologizing if I had crept you out a little." He let a small laugh escape him, a slightly cheesy yet charming smile sliding along his lips. "I couldn't help myself, I was dying to see your face and how you reacted when the words were said, yet I failed to realize the magnitude of the topic and how it would seem unnatural that I know about. So sorry about that." He grinned at her, bumping her knee back with his own before he adjusted himself lightly so his body was fully turned towards her own, and his full attention was on her and her amulet. "As for these little trinkets...here's what I can share." He chose his words carefully, and reached gently for her hand. Once he had her hand into his own, he slid his own locket into her open grasp and let it fall and touch her own amulet that she summoned. Nothing happened at first, and when she looked up at him as if to ask what he was doing, he simply gave a teasing wink and looked back down. <br><br>Seconds later, the amulets began to glow viciously, Rome's own shining a bright blue and Athena's a bright red. Their hands began to vibrate as the amulets shook violently, and Rome's other hand reached forward and in sync with the hand that already held her own, enveloped her hand and encased it between his own two. He kept eye contact with her at all times, even if she did not look at him back at times. His smile never faded, as if asking her to just trust him. A few moments after, the vibrations stopped and slowly Rome's hands withdrew, suddenly displaying the reality that only one amulet remained in her hand, glowing a light purple color. <br><br>"My theory is...these are scattered around the world. Amulets, just like ours. Once they touch, they blend together like so. If I am correct, collecting all of them and...merging them, if you will, into one, will reveal the next step...and I happen to know the location of a few." He raised his eyebrow curiously as a smirk slipped along his lips. "You can even keep that one, as a sign of my trust and faith in you, Athena." her name sounded ever sweeter against his tongue, a smile replacing the smirk.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 05:45:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Quen<br><hr>Ravenna had tried her best to be on time that morning, but looking the way she did took longer than she had planned.&nbsp; She got to the Philosophy of Sex Class just in time to hear Professor Lupin start his introduction and took a seat at the back of the room, keeping away from prying eyes.&nbsp; Plus she didn't care to have her back to new people.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 05:51:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Ravenna<br><hr>Quen was always a punctual guy, but between planning classes and attending his own he had arrived directly behind a rather pretty student.&nbsp; It seemed he hadn't missed anything as he arrived just as the last few seconds of being on time were running out and He could see a few familiar faces as he made his way to a seat.&nbsp; This was the only class he really had and that was only because it was planning period for his class and he was ahead by a year or so in studies, so he could afford it.&nbsp; <br><br>He found a seat across the way from Inali, and who he believed was his sister, but the middle of a classroom is no time for introductions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 06:17:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>"Apology accepted, just don't play the creepy card again," she said with a smile and only a slight shudder. "Being startled, shocked, amazed, confused..all things I can handle well, stalker-esque creepy...not so much," she added with a warm laugh that seemed to fill their little bubble with her own mirth at herself.<br><br>She noticed the word games again but didn't comment. They didn't know each other well enough for her to demand he share all his secrets, so she would take what he, <em>could</em> share, for now. There would be time to ask for more information later, because it wasn't lost on her that he hadn't he was sharing all that he knew. Baby steps. She wasn't exactly baring all the darker corners of her own soul either.<br><br>Having watched him shift, she did the same, turning her body to face him, and crossing her legs into an easy lotus, leaving their feet and knees touching just slightly and making it each for him to take her hand and place his own amulet into it. Looking between him and the amulets now in her palm, her gaze was curious when they didn't seem to do anything at first. <br><br>His wink made her be patient, and when the amulets started to glow she laughed in delight, almost pulling away just to watch them glow! The only thing that actually stopped her from doing so when they started to shake in their palms was his other hand covering hers. Flashing him a sharp gaze, she saw his smile and her eyes narrowed slightly, suspicious of what was happening as the amulets seemed to be trying to dance a jog between their hands! His continued smile didn't exactly put her at ease since he hadn't told her what was going to happen, it reminded her a bit too much of her own smirk when she knew something someone else didn't and was waiting for them to find out!&nbsp; She wasn't used to being on the receiving end of that particular game.<br><br>When he pulled his hand away and only one amulet was left she gave a small cry of dismay! Her amulet, her treasure that she had guarded since she was in her early teens was gone! In it's place was an amalgamation of the two amulets that had been there before. The light purple glow from the new amulet was lovely, but it wasn't <em>hers</em> and the look she shot Rome was accusatory and less than pleased. She wasn't quite angry, but she was clearly not happy either.<br><br>"Next time, theory first, demonstration second," she muttered before holding the new amulet up and watching it's glow fade until she simply held an amber amulet once more. Her annoyance couldn't help but to fade, however, as he continued to talk, speaking of other amulets, the possibility of combining them, and another possible step.<br><br>Tearing her gaze from the amulet she met his own, her golden eyes flashing slightly as she placed the new amulet around her neck, "And just what is that next step? What do you actually suspect these will, ultimately, lead you too?" she asked, her voice curious, the archaeologist in her peeking out as the woman tipped the amulet out of sight inside her sweater. She was glad the chain she'd had her own amulet on had remained through the process of the two amulets joining. She considered encasing it in a figurine once more but would practice with the new amulet when she returned to her own rooms. She had no idea how the combined amulets would behave if she started tinkering with it and she didn't want to risk anyone else if it decided it didn't like being tinkered with or hidden. Some magical items didn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 06:35:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He watched her reactions to the changes, catching everything from dismay to annoyance, to the relief when her amulet returned to the amber color it originally was. Her amulet. His gaze caught onto her own, and his expression turned serious for the next few moments, as if the information was crutial to both of them if they were to partake in this archaeological adventure. He pointed lightly to her amulet from where he sat, his own legs crossing into a lotus though not as fluidly as her own. Her questions were heard, her mutter too, yet he did not simply smile. His next few words were but whispers, and it was clear that he meant every one of them. "I can tell you this, and you must naturally share this with none. I did not create a new amulet out of ours combined. Your amulet, the one that you found wherever you ran across it, is the one that absorbed mine. Think of all the amulets as puzzle pieces, with yours being the large and most centered piece. All the other pieces, if come in contact with yours, attach themselves to it. That is why your amulet remains the same shape. That is why the purple light fades, and that is truly why I leave it with you."<br><br>He paused for a few moments, gazing over her in a slightly interested manner. "I do not know how you came to find the most valuable piece of the puzzle...and I will not pry. All I do know, is that these pieces are a part of a much bigger picture. A picture that I have not fully imagined yet. Things of such magnitude do not happen by chance, nor do magical items, especially ones as special as these just randomly fall into someone's hands. For some reason, and as corny as this sounds, the amulet chose you...and it fate's hand is at work, it has sent me to be your messenger and guide." <br><br>After a moment of silence, his serious look finally broke to give room for a smile in its place. The tension finally seemed to have been cut, and her own amulet lied against her chest, beneath her sweater as if nothing happened. "Some things are simply more dazzling to see, before they are discussed. Even if it gives the person a little scare. Alas, apologies for all the mystery. You've certainly captivated me, Athena, but I seem to have been stepping on all the wrong toes. At least I know that my risk in approaching you paid off, and that perhaps we can solve this mystery together, hand in hand." <br><br>He flashed her a teasing smile, his shoulders shrugging lightly as his knees brushed against her own in teasing. "Unless my charming smile is not enough for you. Then I'll just pretend nothing's happened and leave you to be as free as you wish." He snickered lightly, flashing her a handsome smile. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 19:10:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>She listened as he explained further, that <em>her</em> amulet had absorbed his somehow and a thoughtful expression crossed her face. It certainly wasn't a common practice to make magical devices of such complexity anymore. Most were simply objects, designed to do simple tasks. To have made something complex enough that it could be broken into pieces, and they would still identify each other was <em>amazing</em>! It made her wonder what they did when put together and pulled her amulet free once more, staring at it with new eyes, fresh wonder dawning on her face as she fingered the glyphs around the edge.<br><br>Looking up when he mentioned not prying into how she found the amulet in the first place, she chuckled softly, an amused grin just barely tugging the edges of her lips upward, "You already know I have it, asking how I found it isn't any big deal," she said, sliding the amulet back into her sweater to avoid being distracted by it again. There would be plenty of time to study it later. "It was a few days before my fifteenth birthday and I'd earned a free day (a day you could use to skip all of your classes, no repercussions) so I'd taken off to go diving. I was swimming a section of reef that was new to me and just felt like I was being drawn somewhere. I'd felt it before, but some magical marine animals use just such a sensation to draw in their prey so I normally ignored it. This time though, it was overwhelming. <br><br>I don't know how long, or how deep, I swam. I'd modified the Bubble-Head charm by then so that it would draw oxygen from the water instead of just holding whatever you start with. I love the deep water, everything's serene and calm, the colors are amazing and there's life down there that Muggles and Wizards have forgotten about.&nbsp; Anyway, I was drawn deeper than I usually went, and there it just was. It was caught in a few pieces of coral and glowing that same red you saw before. It looked amazing there in the water, glowing for all the world as if it was calling me. <br><br>For all that I'm a Seer, I don't claim to know anything about Fate or Destiny. It could just be that I was the first Witch or Wizard to come close enough to trigger it. Gods only know how long it was buried down there until the coral grew enough to lift it out of the mud on the ocean floor. I think it must have been thrown there deliberately though, because, no matter how much I searched, I never did find nay other evidence of where it came from."<br><br>As she trailed off she listened to him talk about stepping on the wrong toes and laughed softly, nudging him with her knee, she pointed down at her right foot and nodded sagely, "The last two toes on that foot are the right ones, unless we're dancing, in which case there's no such thing," she said with a straight face. She managed to hold the serious look for all of 30 seconds before just bursting out into laughter and grinning impudently at him. "I'll admit, I'm hooked and I'm not above accepting help help to solve a mystery that has plagued me for just over ten years of my life. <br><br>As for the smile, it's charming enough, but I get the impression you know damned well how charming it is and have used it to good effect before," she added, unable to resist teasing him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>12-05-2013, 22:36:31</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He couldn't help but smile as he watcher her light up from excitement, and all the thoughts that she had surrounding the new information about her amulet. Oh if only she knew, how special she was to have been the one to find it. The puzzle is nothing without a master to put it together, and truly only one is chosen for such a task. Yet he seemed to know and adore how she enjoyed knowing that <em>her</em> amulet was special, that <em>she</em> was the one chosen by the amulet. Perhaps it was one thing that made her feel important and special, and he was not going to deny her that. For all measures it was true, she already was special being a seer and this is what will cement her uniqueness and talents in the Wizarding world. That was the logical reason, the other was he simply could not resist being rather enthralled with her eyes when they lit up from so much excitement. It was a beautiful sight, and he had no problem glancing and roaming his eyes along it as she explained detail for detail how she came across her amulet and the deep sea dive that took her to it. He was nodding along her explanation, verifying his interest and attention which was fully dedicated to her at that moment.<br><br>"Interesting..." He spoke between her words. "I found mine deep beneath the earth, too...yet not in such a beautiful place as a reef. It wan an abandoned Goblin mine that had a rather nasty infestation. A Norweigan Ridgeback (http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Norwegian_Ridgeback) of all things decided that this was a rather suitable home for it's eggs. I was sent my the ministry to cast it out without causing too much harm, not that I knew if that was possible seeing it was about sixty times my seize and, I don't know, breathes fire." He snorts quietly, before looking into her eyes as he continued to explain. "To make a long story slightly shorter, I go, I descend, I find it, and here I am casting a<em> stupefy </em> when the ceiling crumbles and the amulet falls to my feet." <br><br>He pauses there, letting her finish as she knocked at his knees teasingly&nbsp; from the toes comments, and teasing him even further regarding his smile. He could not help but grin a little impishly, and shrug his shoulders lightly. "Well, perhaps I do, but." He paused, leaning in his head slowly rather close so his lips were an inch from her skin, and his breath could be felt warm against her touch when he spoke. "No one else can flash that smile, tell you that he rode a Norwegian Dragon all the way out of a mine after defeating it alone, and is hopefully the source of much adventure for you at his side." Just then, the charming smile returned as his eyes adjusted to look at her, rather than simply gaze a little downwards. Oh he knew how to tease back. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 01:20:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Astrid, Kutseena, Albus, Quen, Ravenna<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Astrid, Kutseena, Albus, Quen, Ravenna<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr>Kutseena and Inali didn’t pay the conversation between the Professor and the blonde much attention, Inali waited for Albus to sit down, while Kutseena idly watched the door. She did catch the way the blonde stressed that she wouldn’t be late and that got her curious. Apparently that curiosity wasn’t going to be satisfied today.<br><br>Inali looked over as he caught movement by the door, watching a dark haired beauty walk through, then Quen walked in. He paid the dark haired one no more attention, other than to note she had the ways of Scorpion People about her. His eyes instead lingered on Quen and roamed his lanky form thoughtfully as he came to sit nearby. Inali gave a faint smile and a nod to Quen as he sat.<br><br>Kutseena noted her brother’s attention on the male that had just walked in behind Boar. She turned her own gaze upon him and watched as he took a seat next to Inali. Interesting. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 03:40:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>In truth, Athena didn't care a wit that the amulet choosing her somehow made her special, that the <em>amulet</em> was special was what interested in. She really didn't even consider that it might have chosen <em>her</em> specifically, so much as that she was simply the first person of magical origin who came close enough to be able to rescue it from it's watery prison. Hearing hsi own story however, made her grin once more, clearly his means of finding his was far more interesting than her own!<br><br>Watching him lean in close, she didn't move, didn't lean in toward him at all - thought a part of her wanted to - instead she made him come to her and suppressed a small shiver at the warmth of his breath against her cheek, his words made her eyes flash however and before he could draw back she turned her head slightly, as if to look at him, a let the softness of her cheek brush his, and nothing more, before leaning back on her hands and smirking at him, "Adventure is all well and good, though it's the actual archaeology that's the key to my heart...and such teasing will be met in kind!" she added, her comment both a promise and a dare wrapped into one.<br><br>Reaching up, she pulled the tie from her hair, letting the chocolate mane that had been contained in a ponytail fall free and giving her head a shake to loosen it out before flashing Rome another golden-eyed smirk, So now tell me Rome, did you really track me down all the way out here, in <em>those</em> clothes, just because of an amulet? Something you could have easily asked about back in the Castle," she asked, her voice amused and teasing, her eyes flashing with mirth and curiosity as to how he'd answer the question. He'd started the flirting by laying on the charm, she'd prove she could, and would, flirt back just as well. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 04:11:01</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The amulet business had been set aside, and now the topic was hidden from thought just as the amulet was hidden from eyes behind her shirt. All that remained, was the pleasurable flirtatious closeness between them as he whispered his words intentionally so that he may lean in closer, and her smirk that drew him in like she knew exactly what she was doing. It wasn't flirtatious game of cat and mouse, as much as it was cat and cat, both teasing and both flirtatious, both rather infatuated with the other's actions. He tilted his head in return when she did, letting the soft brush of cheeks linger for just a moment before she leaned back on her hands and flashing him that devilish smirk, as if to tell him that she could match him flirt for flirt, charming smile for charming smile. He could not help but let a wicked grin come across his lips, silently acknowledging her flirtatious challenge with a raised brow and that grin flashing. <br><br>Then, she asked her quizzical question with such an amused and teasing tone, her eyes flashing with curiosity as if she was daring him to answer back with what she had on her mind. He could not help but let his grin widen lightly, and a laugh to escape him as he was drawn into her trap rather helplessly, not that he did not thoroughly enjoy being ensnared by such a wickedly teasing question. His hummed a moment, as if thinking about what the right words were but it was clearly a dramatic pause just to get a giggle out of her lips. <br><br>"Are you sure you're not prophesying right now? That wouldn't be fair you know, you're cheating." He smirked at her, watching as she let down her hair and let it flow like a mane of silk that framed her face ever so delicately. "And if I said that you are right, I could have waited but chose not to?" He smirked a little devilishly, leaning forward. She was still leaning back on her hands, and so it gave him more room and a longer distance to press if he wanted to retrieve the closeness of just a few seconds ago. He went the extra mile, and leaned over her while holstering himself on both hands, leaving her with a little space as possible between his lips and her own. "What if I told you, that the amulet was not the only thing attracted to you?" </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 04:51:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>Athena was thoroughly enjoying herself. Usually she was far more serious, the other archaeology students, and her own classes, demanding it. With Rome however, she felt no need for pretense with him and it was refreshing...and the back and forth of their flirting, was invigorating. He was more than a match for her, and that wicked grin of his, really did draw her in!<br><br>Using my gifts isn't cheating...it's just good planning!" she said with a low chuckle in her throat. "Besides, "cheating" implies a competition and I'm not trying to beat you, just enjoy your company," she added, her words trailing off as he shifted and moved so that he was no longer sitting across from her, but was, instead looming over her. The position felt incredibly intimate, even though he wasn't actually touching her, it also made her feel at a slight disadvantage since it limited her ability to change her own position without asking him to move. <br><br>She was startled to find that that touch of vulnerability, and the added control of the situation that it gave him, actually made her pulse quicken, her skin warm, and her breath draw in short, though none of those things was enough to make her back down before him and she let him draw in as near as he wanted without moving back in the slightest. With him so close there was nowhere to look but to meet his gaze and she knew there would be no way to miss the darkening of her gaze with something that had nothing to do with anger, "I'd say that the amulet will have had an easier time getting under my shirt than you will, but that you should be more gratified by the results of your endeavor than it was. I won't try to lock <em>you</em> away in a figurine," she teased, a low, throaty laugh parting her lips just before she locked her gaze on his and snapped her teeth at him tauntingly. As close as he was, her teeth just barely missed clicking shut on his lower lip, but her steady made it clear she had missed on purpose.<br><br>Despite the teasing, and her apparent attraction to him, she wasn't going to just fall back into the leaves for a tumble. If he wanted more than teasing banter and easy flirtation, she was going to actually make him work for it...she enjoyed the chase as much as anyone else, and had found that delaying her gratification in some matters simply made that gratification, and the anticipation preceding it, all the sweeter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 05:10:14</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The amount of fun Rome was actually having was something unprecedented, never having experienced such a teasing joy with a woman before. No woman had challenged him so vigirously before, no woman ever taunted him enough and made him chase and hunt down his goal like a lion fighting for a mate until his victory paid off. She seemed to know how to click every nerve, and press every button that excited him and yet kept him at bay, something all the women before her had failed to do. <br><br>She was only a single move away. If he would just press forward half an inch his lips would touch her own. One more inch and his body would have pinned hers in the most lustful and desirable of positions. Yet that would just mean that she was another one of the easy women who proved no challenge. No, that would not be her. He would chase her down and relish every tease, every flirt, every touch of skin that forshadows vicious passion. He wanted it all. In a way, he had her enthralled, with his teasing matching hers, with his body teasing hers and watching her own react to his advances, leaving her will power alone to challenge him further and stop him. In another way, she had him around her finger too, since she could stop him with a single word, yet waits until he is seconds away from catching her before speaking them. Oh it was torture, but the most pleasurable kind. <br><br>It was time for another move, and in this chase there was no room for back peddling. Only bolder and bolder moves until success is grasped. His wicked grin returned to his lips just as her words ended, captivating her all over again. "A figurine would not keep me away for long if my desire was <em>you</em>...it would not hold such strong emotion." He smirked a little devilishly, letting her snap her teeth which nearly broke his concentration. The moment she did, he inched forward and almost seemed to lose control and make his move, but he caught himself. Something about the action was just taunting enough that she almost won their game, but oh he was prepared for her. <br><br>Before his spoke the last words of his turn, he leaned his head a tiny bit forward and to the side, as if to kiss her. Yet, he paused when his lips just touched the bare minimum, and his grin returned. With every word, his lips brushed against her own. "But if I let an amulet beat me, well then I have no right to proclaim that I am as good as I said, do I." he teased his rhetorical question, his body angling itself so it pressured her own without even touching her. The slightest slip would have him land atop her, if she would just touch his hand and send him falling. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 05:32:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>So close. He was so very close! His words against her lips were a tease she almost couldn't ignore, but she managed to remain still, despite a slight trembling down her spine and the fresh hitch it put in her breathing. He was damned good, but she'd set a challenge of wills and wasn't about to let him win <em>that</em> easily!<br><br>"I don't think you should compare yourself to an amulet at all, after all, all it wanted was to be lifted from it's watery grave...I doubt you would be satisfied to simply be a pretty bauble I took out to play with from time to time," she said, her voice little more than a soft purring in his ear. Pushing forward just slightly, she tipped her head to the side, her breath hot on his cheek, lips teasingly close to his ear without touching as she asked in that same purring tone, "What would <em>satisfy</em> you Rome Dotson?"<br><br>Almost as soon as the words had passed her lips, she shifted under him, it was a slight movement, but her torso was falling, and bringing him with her! If she hadn't planned her movement, he might have landed on top of her, but at the last second, her hips twisted and she rolled to flip him to his back, landing so that she straddled his thighs, hands on his shoulders for balance and was now looking down at him, her eyes dancing with mirth and her mane of dark hair framing her face. Leaning back until she sat upright, the curve of her bottom settling on his knees and leaving him free to move in any way except to stand, she couldn't but to laugh at the both of them and their challenging game, "You my dear Mr. Dotson, are a dangerous man. I would be willing to bet that many a lesser woman has found herself falling flat on her back for you without even thinking about it! As charming as that smile of yours is, you will find me far more of a challenge, and one morning in the woods won't bring you victory," &nbsp;she promised.<br><br>Rising from his knees she held out her hand to help him up, her amusement with both of them still dancing in her eyes and curving her lips. With her free hand she waved her wand to bring down the circle guarding them before speaking again, "I know you can flirt outrageously in private, can you do so more subtly in public? I skipped breakfast, come eat with me?" she offered, her stomach giving a low growl as if to emphasize her words before she continued, "And since it's my invitation, it'll be my treat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 05:35:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Ravenna<br><hr>Quen smiled as he sat and set his bag beside him, taking out a quill and parchment for notes, if he needed to take them, his eyes lingering around the class, stopping on Inali for a moment.&nbsp; He had some contemplative thoughts, but as usual they passed, eating at the back of his thoughts.&nbsp; He offered a warmhearted smile to those who wished one and looked forward to the Professor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 17:08:13</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Teddy loves Astrid's reaction at first, the way her body arches and she grinds up against his hand, but the further tightening of her legs starts to get painful both with the way her heels big into the back of his thighs and the desk the front. Then as she hisses, growls, and her nails bite painfully into his shoulder he winces pulling his mouth from her breast and dipping his shoulder away from her nails. He likes a bit of pain mixed his pleasure, but at the moment his pleasure is no where near high enough to make that pain enjoyable. He is about to say something when she makes her demand and realizes she meant it to hurt to get his attention.<br><br>Standing up straight Teddy forces the hot blonde's hands from his hair and shoulder. His hands leave her sex and breast, first to grab her thigh firmly while the other goes to his hard cock. He smacks that cock against her clit several times before spreading her lips with the tip. Once he is lined he only pauses briefly before he drives his forward hard and fast. As he enters her hot, wet opening he gasps, then feeling her body at first resist his intrusion and tightness causes him to moan in absolute pleasure as his pelvis hits body causing her body to jolt and her breasts to bounce. Fully buried in her he only gives her a few seconds for her body to adjust as he gazes down at her face before he withdraws almost completely out before driving back in. He thrusts into her setting up a rhythm that hard and fast and his eyes move down to watch her breasts bounce each time his body hit hers. His free hand grips her other thigh and he uses both hands to pull her into him as he pushes into her.<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Kutseena, Inali, Albus, Ravenna, Qwen, Open<br><br><hr><br>Teddy is still looking at Astrid and clearly sees the heat in her gaze which changes his smile and look to match that heat. The thought that the others would notice something between never even occurs to as he really does not care what others think. He laughs at her comments about him guessing what changed her mind and being late for class. ”I'm glad I was able to dispel your misunderstanding of the class. Am I going to have be on my guard for tricks to try and delay me so that I am late?”<br><br>Hearing the quiet hello and use of his first name being switched to his title Teddy turns to see his god brother Albus. The look on his face is surprise and true joy. ”Albus, I'm so happy you came, when I saw your name on the roster I was sure it was a mistake and you would have dropped it before today. Please just relax this course is not what most people think it.”<br><br>Before the professor can really say much else two more students enter and take seats. A raven haired beauty who seats at the back of the class and his fellow teacher Qwen. They had not said anything so he merely smiles at them and moves back to the front of the class his hand touching Astrid's shoulder and giving a light affectionate squeezes as he passes by her. Reaching his desk he turns around to face the class and leans back to sort of set on the edge. He waits a few minutes and a half dozen or so more students filter in and take seats.<br><br>”Hello everyone, welcome to History and Philosophy of Sex. I am Teddy and as I want this be comfortable and casual atmosphere I encourage you all to not stick to formality in this class. A recent conversation I had with a student has made it clear that this class has certain reputation which I wish to dispel. First off this class is not about sexual, skill, talent, or personal experience. Also it not about the art of seduction. If you are here to learn how to get mates, improve your performance, or expect to participate in demonstrations then you are in the wrong place. In this class we are going to be discussing how society in general has been towards sex in the past and is now. I may be the instructor and lead the discussions but I am here to learn just as you are.”<br><br>“Some of you may have heard Astrid mentioning about being late or even heard from previous students. Well I am pretty laid back on most things but punctuality is something I'm a stickler on. The is a charm on that door.” He points to the door they all had used to enter, the one from the hallway and not the one leading to his office. ”During class times anybody coming through door past the official start time will have their clothing vanish and will have to spend the entire period nude as your clothing will not be returned until after class. I have had a few students that seem to like that and starting coming late on purpose for those I then turn invisible. So I highly recommend being on time.”<br><br>“Now why don't we start with introductions. So please one at a time everybody stand give us your name and a little something about yourself. I will start. I'm Teddy Lupin before coming to teach here I worked with my god father Harry Potter for the Ministry as an Auror, I teach this class simply because it is a subject I found to be very interesting. I am by no means an expert at seduction or technique. I just find the different ways society's attitude towards sex is and has changed very interesting. Qwen, would you care to start us off?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 21:50:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">She was so very close. Oh if only she knew how little more it would take to break him and have her be the victor of this game. With all the teasing, all the sexual tension building around them with the force of mountains, he could not hold himself back from her much longer. A single slip, another half inch, would find him atop her as she squirmed beneath him. With all his thoughts he hoped that would be the case, with all his will he begged fate to have her accidentally bump him so he would fall atop her and into the fulfillment of their desire and the realization of their fantasies. Her purrs against his ear, nearly had that deal sealed before she slipped away from him in an impressive display of grace and flexibility, and ever so teasingly (And suddenly) he found himself laying upon his back with Athena straddling his thighs. <br><br>It took him a moment to take it all in, her words still ringing in his ears as her purred question sent sparks down his spine. Now they were an inch away again, her lips almost grazing his own yet the situation reversed, with her being the one pressuring him down rather than him taking the lead. She let her silky hair flow, and it fell like curtains surrounding his face, shielding their lips and the potential of their contact from the outside eye. His hips could not help but buck slightly, and perhaps his thighs slid up to let a single teasing grind flow against clothed pleasures, yet she sat up and straddled his knees, teasing him further by denying him what he had worked so hard for. Oh she was good, and finally a helpless grin replaced the seduced expression that had taken over his face all these moments. <br><br>"Yeah, <em>I'm</em> the dangerous one." He smirked and teased, slightly upset at himself that he nearly lost their little game yet much more excited that someone actually drove him the there. He watched her rise to her feet and unshield them from the world, letting a beautiful smile take over her lips as she asked him to have breakfast with her. He could not help but let out a laugh as he lay in the leaves, taking her hand gently and rising up. As one last act of retaliation, he quickly used the force of his rising to press her up against the tree trunk, taking advantage of their hands contact to corner her before she could react. Yet, he simply grinned, and moved their interlocked hands between them before he pressed his body forward, grinding both their hands respectively against their hidden arousal. <br><br>"I would love to go have breakfast with you." <br><br>He grinned, before letting go of her hand and flashing her a playful wink. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 04:02:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Ravenna<br><hr>Quen stood up and smiled at the class.&nbsp; He was honestly surprised to be chosen first for this experiment.&nbsp; <strong>"Okay, Well my name is Thomas Quenton McGonagall,&nbsp; You can call me Quen for short in a classroom setting such as this.&nbsp; I am a Part-Time student and Teacher here at the University.&nbsp; I am in fact a trained Auror, one of the youngest they have had and I have a thirst for knowledge that was delightfully bestowed to me from my Aunt Minerva.&nbsp; I value Honesty and Loyalty above everything I am, and... yea.&nbsp; Thats my Schpeal."</strong><br><br>He took his seat hoping he was neither too lengthy or short.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 04:08:15</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Looking up at her Professor, a low chuckle parts the blondes lips when he he pulls her hands from his body. A part of Astrid knows she hurt him, can see it on his face but that doesn't stop a slow smirk from curving her lips. Patience isn't her best known character trait. Seeing him shifting she loosens the grip of her legs on the back of his thighs, giving him room to maneuver as well as shifting just enough that she slides on his desk, closer to the edge so that he won't bash his thighs into it's edge any longer. Reaching up, she moves her arms above her head, gripping the opposite side of the desk and lets a sharp hiss filter through her teeth when he taunts her once more, his cock hitting her clit but still not where she wants it!<br><br>"Tea....!" she starts to growl, but the word cuts off, rising to a low cry when he, finally, drives himself into the eager grip of her body!<br><br>Above her head, her hands clench sharply, fingers tightening on the edge of the desk until her knuckles turn white and her entire body shudders under Teddy. Looking up, her eyes lock on his, deep satisfaction and desperate need melding in her gaze, demanding more while her hips roll urgently, thrusting up to meet every push of his own body into hers, offering her flesh for him to plunder with complete abandon and clenching those slick inner walls around him each time he bottoms out inside of her.<br><br>"Yes! Just...like...that!" she finally manages to cry, encouraging him to continue to use her roughly. Time enough later for slow and gentle, right then, all she wants is for him to use her so hard it leaves her whimpering and unable to even think about walking for a short time!<br><br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Revanna, Quen <br><br><hr><br>The change in Teddy's smile isn't lost on Astrid. She sees the heat she knows matches her own gaze, and it takes a supreme amount of will <em>not</em> to snap her teeth playfully at him. If there hadn't been other students around, classroom or not, she would have done it. Still, she <em>is</em> aware of the others in the room and manages to refrain, though her eyes dance with amusement when he asks if she might try to trick him into being late, "I won't trick you into it...I just won't be sad if it happens either," she admits in all honesty. <br><br>She might have added more, but a quiet voice behind them interrupted her thoughts, and drew Teddy's attention to a quiet looking young man. The surprise and joy on the Professor's face told her clearly enough that this was a young man he knew well, and made Astrid curious as to just who this Albus was. She'd make it a point to ask later.<br><br>Watching Teddy move to the front of the class, she flashed a warm smile to Revanna and Quen, despite not having had the chance to say hello, and turned her full attention to the front while Teddy spoke to the class.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br>"Of course your dangerous Rome, you wouldn't be half so interesting if you weren't...but that doesn't mean that I'm not dangerous too," Athena said, a small smirk curving her lips as she continued to hold her hand out to him, almost daring him to take her offer of help up from the forest floor.<br><br>He got a fresh laugh when he surprised her by using her own leverage to turn her against the tree trunk. Looking up at him, whatever she was about to say was lost in a small gasp when he ground their bodies together and she could feel the evidence of his arousal and her hand was forced to press against her own. While not as obvious as his (and didn't <em>that</em> put ideas into her head!) he had managed to angle her hand just right to make her knuckles put as much pressure as intimately as possibly through her jeans and drew a low gasp from her lips.<br><br>She vowed to herself that she'd make him pay for that!<br><br>Watching him step back, she smirked when he accepted her invitation and turned on her heel to head back toward the Castle. She was tempted to break into a light job, her hiking boots better suited to the forest than his shoes, instead she lead him through the woods, her strides long, back straight, and hips rolling slowly as she walked, deliberately swaying them to draw his eyes to the curve of her ass while glancing over her shoulder now and then to flash him small, taunting, grins. <br><br>Eventually she asked, her voice almost an invitation in and of itself, "Would you prefer to eat at the Castle, or, if you have the time, shall we head into the city to satisfy one of our baser...hungers?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 04:33:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">His thoughts were all too obviously occupied with her, the fresh memory of their bodies pressed against one another against the tree tunk lingering and playing itself over and over in his mind. Eventually, they had to start walking and when they did, he made sure to walk close yet just a step behind her so he could watch her body as it so teasingly walked before him, those long legs taking such teasing strides forward and making sure that his gaze was perpetually fixed upon her ass which swung from side to side ever so seductively. It was something he would never get bored from watching, and could literally walk with her for days just to keep the motions of her body going until he eventually collapsed, or lost it and tackled her to the ground. He laughed inwardly at the though, a big smirk coming along his lips every time she looked back to grin at him, clicking in to realize that she was doing it all on purpose. <br><br>"Hm, the Castle is a little too busy today with Lectures starting. I would hate for our...hungers, to be interrupted by over-achieving students or a lonely professor." He flashed her a teasing grin as they made their way out of the forest and onto the flat grass of the school grounds, emerging near the South Tower where students were walking out of their lectures. A few who recognized him waved, a few others naturally stared at him as his clothes were a little dirty from their previous exploration of one another. "Amsterdam is full of little private places we can go satisfy our hungers to our heart's content, you seem to have something in mind so I'll let you surprise me." <br><br>He smirked at her as he started to walk past her, not sure if they were taking their brooms or the train into the city, yet both were reached after they crossed this plain of grass. As he walked by, his hand ever so sneakily snuk behind her to giver her ass a small spank, a wide grin on his face as he did so, knowing she would not be able to resist letting out a little gasp that would surely draw some eyes towards her, while he walked away innocently, as if he did nothing.&nbsp; </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 05:31:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest, Approaching the Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><br><hr><br><br>She saw it, the second he realized she was drawing his gaze to her ass on purpose, and she flashed him a taunting smile before snapping her teeth playfully at him. He was close enough that he might even have heard the sharp clacking of her teeth snapping together. It was an action that was both a threat and a promise...she <em>would</em> sink her teeth into him...whether he would enjoy it or not though, well that was still the question.<br><br>"I agree about the Castle, with it being the first day of classes people are swarming like ants and I don't intend to have my breakfast ruined by chattering first-years. And I actually didn't have any place specific in mind...that's why I gave <em>you</em> the option of choosing," she added with a shrug and a playful smirk. She honestly didn't know the city very well for all that she was a Grad-Student. Most of her free time was actually spent in the forest and her holidays took her wherever her parents were currently living. All of which meant that she had spent precious little time exploring the city closest to her.<br><br>"You, however, sound like you know the city, so, just this once, I'll defer to your judgment."<br><br>She was about to say more when he strolled by her and she felt his hand snap against her ass in a small spank. It didn't hurt in the least, but it did startle her and she couldn't stop the small gasp that parted her lips and drew looks from those around them. She didn't really care about what the people moving around them thought. Lengthening her stride she caught up to Rome and reached up, casually sliding her fingers through the hair at the back of his neck before giving his right earlobe a sharp pinch; not enough to hurt, and no one around would notice anything but her touching him so casually, but he'd feel the implied threat in her action. <br><br>One good turn deserved another. <br><br>"So, make your decision. I need to know if I need to change or not, and you could probably stand to at least change your shirt. Unless you like wandering in public with bits of dirt and leaves on you," she teased. In the back of her mind she was already plotting just what she might change in to, her wardrobe was geared more toward Muggle fashion, courtesy of her Father and his business and she had a couple of dresses in her mind to wear to tease him even more. "As a matter of fact, don't tell me. Just make up your mind and meet me at the Main Entrance of the Castle in twenty minutes. I'll change into something more appropriate for the city than the forest, and you can clean up. If you don't have to teach today, I don't and no classes til tomorrow, I hate starting on the official first day of classes; we could just take the train and spend as much time as we like, <em>doing</em> as well like," she added and this time when her fingers trailed through the small hairs at the back of his neck, there was no pinching, just a gentle, inviting, caress meant to help sway him to her way of thinking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 05:44:59</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He could not maintain his laugh when he heard the little gasp leave her mouth so adorably, and turned his head to flash her the most playful of grins in taunting. He was so proud of that little victory, feeling like he had gotten the upper hand until she caught up to him and he felt the touch of her hand in his hair. At first, he thought for a single second that he had broken her just then, and she could not resist, but the harsh reality came with a little pinch of the ear that had him unexpectedly utter a quiet ouch before he saw the same wicked grin along her lips as he just gave her. He smirked, he should have known better. This woman, she was more enticing and playfully teasing than any he's ever met. Oh he enjoyed her thoroughly, and did not mind the view of her rear once again now that they walked together, side by side, with his head tilting back occasionaly just to catch another glimpse. <br><br>"Then we'll go somewhere I know that'll give us all the privacy we so <em>desperately</em> need." He winked playfully, knowing exactly which words to emphasize and which not to, to let her imagination take hold of her and her fantasies to drift as they may. Her comment about his clothes had him take a look at them, and let out a small laugh at the dirt stains she'd left all over him by pressing him to the ground. "That's an idea I will not protest, as much as I hate to leave you for these few moments I suppose a change in attire is fit for both of us, more I than you but...I cannot help but be so intrigued as to what exactly you'll come back with." <br><br>He flashed her a teasing grin, and nodded as she told him where to meet before he felt her hand in his hair once again, this time the teasing strokes of her fingers had him leaning back against the touch for the little while that it lasted, before she strutted away, swaying her ass just like before to give him a good view before disappearing for a little while. The grin on his face was rather lewd, and a little big, before he started walking towards his own tower where his room lay. <br><br>He managed to get there rather quickly, and stripped himself of the clothes stained by all the dirt. He looked into his closet and pulled out a slightly tight black V-neck, and slipped it on. He put on a fresh pair of boxers, before sliding into a pair of jeans and a cleaner pair of converse shoes. Once he's made sure that he was clean and looking rather handsome, the shirt exemplifying his figure lightly, he exited his room and shut the door behind him, making his way to the Main Entrance where he waited, his back leaned against a wall, his thoughts drifting and imagining her in several different outfits, her plan taking fruition. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 05:53:05</strong>
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				Name: Rose Weasley<br>Student: Student/Teaching Assistant, Potions<br>Location: Dormitory, Castle Grounds<br>Tagged: Kiran Reed<br>Time: First Day of Class<br><hr><br><br>The old fashioned alarm clock brringed loudly at the time it was set to go off. Groaning, the mess of blankets moved on the bed, and a hand snaked out from underneath to slap the top. However the alarm bells still chimed away, vibrating under her hand. Pushing the pillow off of her head, Rose glared at the offensive object on her nightstand. Grumbling, she fumbled with it till she found the switch and turned it off. Groggily, she sat up in bed, eyes still half closed as she sat on the edge of the bed debating whether or not to get up. Her red hair was a wild tangled mess.<br><br>Finally managing to get up, Rose stretched and yawned rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Grabbing the brush from the dresser, she ran it through her thick mane of fire. It took a few minutes to smooth away the tangled knots. Grabbing a hair tie, she smoothed her hair back into a ponytail. Stripping off her green cottony pajama pants and yellow shirt. Swapping the clothes for a pair of black form fitting pants, a matching black halter top. Strapping her wand to her thigh in an easy to grab holster. A present from her father. Digging through her closet, she found her favorite green zip hoodie. Slipping it on then her sneakers, she grabbed her iPod as she headed out the door.<br><br>Zipping up her hoodie, she jogged down the stairs and out onto the grounds. Warming up with some stretching, Rose popped the earbuds into her ears and was off down one of the trails. Music flooded her ears as she maintained a steady pace down the trail. Up ahead she spied Kiran. Putting on a burst of speed to catch up to him. The cool air washing over her exposed cheeks turning them a nice rosy shade. Catching up, she tapped him on the shoulder. "Care for a running partner," she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Codexa</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 06:03:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/th_tumblr_ll62yr5yDz1qa4cp2o1_400_zps3fddae12.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Adelaide Cruz<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/Healer<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</div><br>Adelaide stretched out her legs, readying herself for a morning run after spending quite a bit of time giving pepper up potions to some students, who'd come to the hospital complaining loudly of sore throats and stuffy noses. Stretching her arms above her head, she took her time in stretching out her limbs, before tossing up her hair in a messy ponytail. She loved helping people, but something she noticed while working at St Mungo's was a lot of people just wanted to be pampered and would whine/groan and just go on and on about even the most mild of illnesses. <br><br>Warmed up and eager to get in a good long run before class, Adelaide started out slowly, finding her own rhythm. <em>' Ehwaz...partnership....Eihwaz is Defence. Demiguise is zero.."</em> As she ran, her mind started going over the meanings behind the symbols for Ancient Runes, a class she found very enjoyable. As the symbols flew through her mind, the meanings following. Addie picked up her pace, letting her feet carry her near the forest, the sounds and smells reaching her. <br><br>Soon the young witch was lost to her inner thoughts, and the thrill of the run, as she took winding paths, found little hills. There was nothing like a good run to help her forget worries, the normal annoyances of everyday life and just let her feel free. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 06:15:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle, Main Entrance<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br><br>Getting agreement to her plan she leaned up on her toes, letting her body brush against his side as she murmured in his ear, "See you soon," and sauntered off all but able to feel his eyes watching the swaying of her ass until she disappeared into the Castle. <br><br>Once she was certain he couldn't see her any longer, she suddenly stopped and laugh! A sound of sheer delight and joy pouring from her lips and drawing odd looks from many of the people in the hallway. She cared nothing about the looks but took off down the hall at a dead run, her exuberance needing expression in movement, especially when she'd been denying herself the movements she most longed for! Still, as much as she wanted to give in to the desire she was feeling, she wanted to continue to play the game more. Making Rome chase her was invigorating, and that he met her challenge for challenge made her want him, and want to continue their game, all the more.<br><br>Once in her rooms she opened her closet and smirked as she drew out a black dress and pair of boots. The dress was simple enough, a black turtle-neck made into a dress that hung just long enough that she'd be able to sit without worrying about flashing the room. The boots were also simple, lack suede that climbed her legs to a few inches above her knees, leaving just a few inches of thigh visible between the tops of the boots and the hem of the dress, but a few inches designed to spur the imagination of the man she'd been taunting. With a smirk she left her hair flowing free and her amulet on...though she tapped the amulet with her wand, murmuring under her breath and transfigured it just slightly, making the glyphs disappear so that it appeared simply as an amber amulet.<br><br>Rome would recognize the amulet that lay low on her chest...though no one else would know it for what it was.<br><br>With no other embellishments she flashed herself a grin in her mirror and headed for the entrance to meet Rome. Unlike the near run she'd taken to get to her rooms, she sauntered toward the Main Entrance now, her heels clicking on the stone floors, stride long, and hips rolling in a sensual tease to anyone that had the audacity to look. The walk was deliberate, she knew he'd spot her, and she had no intention of looking as if she was hurrying, she considered him lucky that she actually walked out the door just as the twenty minutes she'd decreed were up, instead of being a few minutes late and making him wait. She'd considered it, but she had wanted to see the look on his face when he saw her, <em>and</em> she actually was hungry. <br><br>She wasn't going to make herself go hungry, just to make him wait.<br><br>Seeing him, her eyes brightened and her lips curled into a pleased smile while her eyes roamed over his own change of clothes, "Very nice Mr. Dotson. The more casual look suits you. With those jeans I'm have tempted to ask you to do a turn for me so I can check your ass out in them," she teased, her tone saying she was only <em>half</em> joking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 06:41:50</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Entrance. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br>Even though he didn't really wait long, his foot was shaking and and tapping the floor beneath it restlessly as he leaned back against a wall and waited. He was so restless, so impatient, with the promise of a brand new outfit for his viewing pleasure taking over his mind. He kept imagining her in shirts, thongs, dresses, heels, making himself hate every second he waited. Even though she did not try to, the wait was still killing him lightly. It had only been a few minutes and he'd already nearly lost his mind thinking about her. Who the hell was she to have such an effect on him, he thought for a moment, before grinning widely. Oh she would fit ever so perfectly in his future plans, both seductive and talented. He knew that seeking her out was the right thing, he knew that grabbing her attention towards him using the amulet as a way to come in contact with her was a good plan, but he did not imagine the effect she would have on him, and how drawn he was to this woman. Perhaps she fit in his life in a much bigger way than he originally anticipated, and he would be more than willing to take her the whole way with him. <br><br>His thought process was interrupted when he heard the clicking of her heels, and with a quick turn of his head his eyes finally landed upon her. At that moment, the world around him seemed to dissapear and leave only her in it's wake. Tunnel vision was an understatement, as it seemed that all he could see and all he could look at was her. He eyed the dress no less than a predator eyes a prey, letting his eyes adjust, letting his mind be teased and taunted by the skin of her thighs that tempted him to just lift up that dress and grab hold of it. She was a picture of his fantasy come to life, and even as she approached him and eyed him herself, speaking to him, it took him a few seconds to click in to her words and the lustful dimness on his face to fade away. "Well look at you..." he whispered out in a hushed, seductive whisper, a vicious grin finally taking hold of his lips. <br><br>She had looked casual enough to walk the streets of Amsterdam, but seductive enough to have him press her up against a wall and take her the way she was.<br><br>"Oh forget me, you certainly know what to wear to draw out every single curve of your body and drive a man mad...you know that every eye in Amsterdam will fall on that round rear as it presses against the back of your dress, right?" He flashed her a half-smile, half smirk, his body leaning forward so that he was as close to her as he could without touching her, but he would not stop there. She had gained several poitns in their little game by dressing so, and he had to redeem himself slightly. <br><br>He bit down on his lower lip a moment, and his hand drifted down to softly grab the inside of her thigh, not caring who saw him do so or what they whispered. It was nothing but a simple touch, a smile feel of her skin against his own as his lips opened to whisper. "But maybe I'll reserve the right to be the only one letting his hands explore your..." he paused. "Tastes in fashion." Just then, he grinned and let his hand slide upwards as it withdrew, a finger grazing the linings of what she wore beneath the dress, before he backed away just a bit and flashed her a coy smirk. <br><br>"Shall we? The place is right on Walker street." His arm twisted lightly and hand landed at his waist, making a small gap for her to hook her arm around his own and hold it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 07:11:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle, Main Entrance<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>The nearly stunned expression on Rome's face sent a surge of satisfaction coursing through Athena's blood. She recognized the advantage it gave her and by the time she was standing before him, her grin was just as fierce as his own. This back and forth was the most delightful experience she'd engaged in in quite some time and he was proving well worth the effort she was putting into it!<br><br>His comment about her dress only made her smile wider and with him so very close, it was easy enough to tip her head and murmur into his ear, "I'm only concerned with one pair of eyes today, Rome Dotson." Her voice had been a low murmur, but it caressed his name, rolling it over her tongue as gently as a lover caressing the the most tender flesh. He was still close, so close she could almost feel the warmth of his body despite the layers of clothing separating them, and she couldn't resist the urge to simply reach up, her fingertips just barely brushing through the soft hair at his temple, her smile almost tender as she did so, a touch to draw him in, and to promise more.<br><br>Until she felt his hand on her thigh!<br><br>"Bold, Rome. Very bold," she said, but there was no anger in her voice, in fact it carried a tone of appreciation for his boldness. Gripping the wrist of that hand, she might have pushed it away if he hand't dawn it back himself, she did however keep it from rising to high as he drew back. She didn't let him center it, but pushed it gently to the side so that as it rose, he would realize that he should have felt the edge of <em>something</em> but all his fingertips glided over was the smooth warmth of flesh. Clearly another tease, it proved nothing, different garments had different cuts, but it was meant to titivate and inflame the imagination.<br><br><em>Was</em> there anything under that dress?<br><br>Laughing softly she slid her arm through his, her fingertips brushing up and down his bicep as she walked at his side, her heels clicking in time with his steps while every now and then she let her hip roll she press against his own, teasing him with the closeness of her body, a body she intended to make him continue to work to see, or feel, more of. She was unconcerned about where he was leading her, she had already placed her trust in him and it would stay there until her proved he didn't deserve it.<br><br>"You can attempt to reserve any rights you like of course, however, since it's <em>my</em> taste in fashion we're discussing, <em>I'll</em> be the one to determine, who is allowed a more hands on approach to learning it," she finally said as they were leaving the Castle gates and heading toward the train platform. "And you should be aware Rome, I am a demanding judge of who is allowed a <em>hands on</em> approach in their explorations. I don't think you'll have a problem keeping up though," she added with lifting her face, an almost sweet smile on her lips as she gaze up at him.<br><br>From the outside, no one would have guessed how mercilessly the brunette had been teasing him. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 08:10:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He smiled wickedly when his hand was grasped by the wrist, yet he knew exactly when to back away and not push too far. There was a fine line between teasing and actually losing this game, and they both walked such a dangerous path. Yet he still was the one to tease, reveling in his little victory as she spoke of his boldness, and rather relieved that she appreciated it. Though he could not lie, the touch of his fingers against her flesh send jolting sparks down his body that fueled his curiosity and desire for the woman before him. Furthermore, he could not help but pause to question what he touched. Had his hand not reached high enough to feel what was hidden beneath the dress, or was she simply without such restrictions. The though had him lost in his thought again, her goal of driving his fantasies even further suceeding in fold, paying him back for the little teasing grab and having it backfire on him.<br><br>He would have said something, if she did not adorably lock her arm along with his own and began walking with him. Teasing aside, she was actually beautifully adorable and funny, only serving to add his to his attraction towards her. He would flash her a smile and lean his arm up against her fingers whenever they caressed his bicep, his hips teasingly bumping back when she least expected, though not enough to throw her off balance, just to affirm his closeness, to reassert his affection, to maintain that physical contact which seemed to be ever close, yet so far. He loved the chase, loved her teasing that took him over the edge and back, drawing the best out of him. To outside eyes, they looked like a rather beautiful couple who were walking down the streets of Amsterdam, arm in arm, completely oblivious to the sexual tension and teasing that they waged on one another. <br><br>"Oh and I would not dare tell you what to wear, you've already proven that your ability to pick out clothes are absolutely stunningly perfect." He flashed her that smirk as he spoke, eyeing her body rather obviously as he was stating, making sure he knew how much he was enthralled by her choice if she had not clued in already. He snickered when she continued, speaking about her selection of exploring hands. He could not help but flash a slightly cheesy smile at her, drawn about by her own pair of pink lips as they curved upwards into a smile of their own. <br><br>Time nearly flew when they were together, so it was no surprise that they reached restaurant so quickly. From the outside, it seemed like a small place with a rather elegant sign displaying it's name in bright blue, yet from the inside it seemed to be a little bigger. He reluctantly unlinked his arm from her own, only to grab the door knob and lightly swing the door open, standing at it's side as he held the door open for her with a wicked smile along his lips. "M'lady, after you~" </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 12:05:20</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Woods on Dragonclaw U Grounds<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Quen, Astrid, Ravenna, Albus, Inali<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Transfiguration Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Quen, Astrid, Ravenna, Albus, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day – Transfiguration Orientation<br><hr>Inali and Kutseena watched Quen introduce himself both with their own kind of interest. The twins stood up next seeing that no one was brave enough to go after Quen. “I am Inali…”<br><br>“I am Kutseena…”<br><br>“… Sai. We are Comanche. We come from the Americas. We are here as Students, though we do also have a cousin here that Teaches.” Their voices blended perfectly together so it was very easy to understand what they had said from their last name on. Their expressions remained neutral as did their voices throughout the whole exchange. They sat back down and waited for the next student to go. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 14:15:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Seeing his smirk, she actually laughed at the idea of his telling her what to wear! Letting her know what was appropriate for wherever they might be going was perfectly acceptable, choosing her clothing for her would earn him a pinch far harder than what she'd done to his ear! Looking up at him there was a dark light that flashed through her eyes and, fro just a second, there was a press of nails against his arm, his sweater suddenly seeming flimsy protection against her touch, "Knowing your limits is a good thing, no woman takes kindly to having her clothing chosen for her...and if she seems to, she's lying," she said, her head nodding almost sagely while her gaze held his. As quickly as they dark light had appeared, it vanished as laughter parted her lips and the threat of nails on his arm vanished as well as she resumed her light caressing of his arm.<br><br>Even though his comment had had a slightly patronizing sound to it, she knew he'd meant it as a compliment and actually took it as such. He clearly had found too many women who simply jumped when he said, "Boo!" in his life. Making sure he realized she wouldn't be nearly so compliant had quickly become her favorite game. <br><br>Upon reaching the restaurant he'd told her about, she awarded him with her most inviting smile yet when he opened the door for her. She didn't expect such courtesy (she was perfectly capable of opening a door for herself!) but always found it charming when she received it. Before passing through the opened door, she paused to reach up, her palm against his cheek for just a moment, the pad of her thumb running across the smile on his own lips before she thanked him and stepped inside.<br><br>Dimly lit the place should have felt dark, but the atmosphere was, instead, rather cozy despite the amount of space inside. She couldn't decide if it had simply looked smaller from the outside, or must have a magical owner, and thus some sort of spell to give it it's sense of space. It didn't truly matter to her either way, but was something she filed away to ask later. Small candles on each table added to the general sense of comfort she got from the place and she liked that it's booths had high back, keeping them separated from each other and giving an air of privacy that would invite shared intimacy between the occupants. Finding such a booth near the flickering warmth of a fireplace, and far from the few other patrons inside, Athena claimed one side of the niche for herself and smiled at Rome, waiting for him to join her so their game could resume...not that it had ever really stopped, but now he'd be seated and withing touching range once more...and she intended to take more such small intimacies as she had at the door.<br><br>But first she wanted to see if he would slide in beside, or across from, her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 16:26:02</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br><br>Clearly Teddy is not inexperienced with being with a woman, but never before has he been with one this passionate and demanding, wanting to be taken so forcefully. He has often wanted to let his more primal urges take control and fuck woman hard and fast, but has never been with one that seemed to want it. Astrid though not seems to want it , demands it and something about just brings it out in him. He wants and needs her like no other woman he has ever been with. He stops thinking and just enjoys the experience letting those primal needs control his actions. So with her back on the desk, her legs on his shoulders, and her feet on either side of his head he grips her thighs firmly with his fingers digging into the muscles as he fucks her like animal. His eyes move from her breasts back to hers and are with wild passionate fire. Unconsciously his eyes change from the emerald green to reds, oranges, and yellows and very much like small hot flames.<br><br>The squeezing of Astrid's muscles and the words coming from her halting to come out in time to his thrusts bring a moan of pleasure from Teddy in response. After a few minutes of the hard fucking he wants more contact with her hot flesh. So his arms release her legs and go between them forcing them down off his shoulders. His hands go to her sides and he pulls her upright. Then his thrusts stop briefly when he has bottomed out in her. His arms go around her back pulling her bare chest against his. Bending his and leaning back he pulls her off the desk and resumes his thrusting up into her as his mouth goes to her neck where he sucks and bites at her skin sometimes hard enough to leave white marks and indentations. Groan escapes him against her as he feels her body slide against his, her luscious breasts against his hard chest.</div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Kutseena, Inali, Albus, Ravenna, Quen, Open<br><br><hr><br>Leaning against his desk with his hands down at his sides also resting on the desk Teddy watches and listens to his fellow teacher. When Quen sets back down Teddy smiles warmly slightly nodding to him. ”Thank you, Quen.” He looks around the room at the other students and just about to say something else when the siblings both rise together. His smile clearly shows his amusement at how they both speak simultaneously using the same words and how their voices blend so perfectly together. He nods to each of them. ”Thank you, Kutseena and Inali. I am glad that you have chosen to come to our university and am excited to have you in this class. I know so little of your culture and am really looking forward to hearing your views and learning the views of your people on our subject.”<br><br>Teddy's eyes then scan the rest of the students. As they meet Astrid's there a brief flash of that previous heat again and he has to clear his throat and force eyes to move on. Finally his settle on his god brother and they soften as he silently tries to urge the shy young man to volunteer to stand and introduce himself. He thinks it will be far better for Albus' self esteem to get up on his own without being singled out verbally like Teddy had done with Quen. ”Okay, who will be next? Come on people there will be no biting allowed in this class.” With his last words his eyes go back to the sexy blonde and flash that heat again. He still does not know what it is about her that affects him so but he likes it and hope it never goes away. Again he has to make a conscious effort to draws his eyes away from her and they settle on the dark haired beauty at the back of the room with a curious glint in them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 19:38:10</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Athena/Kiran - Arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena<br>Ø Castle Grounds, just outside the Dorms<br></div><br>Kiran shrugged his shoulders lightly. <strong>"Yeah, well, it wouldn't be the first time the wizarding world makes itself guilty of faulty logic,"</strong> he responded. <strong>"Like Hogwarts and Brittain are the only ones with some skeletons in the closet. From what I hear Durmstrang still teaches Dark Arts <del>&nbsp; </del> to some degree."</strong><br><br>His parents both were Half-Bloods raised in Muggle London, for the most part. They had often ranted during breakfast or dinner about the ways the wizarding world was still very backwards, as if it were decades behind on the non-magical world's social standards and way of thinking. Kiran couldn't say he disagreed with them, though he did think they were painting it a bit blacker than it actually was.<br><br><strong>"To be honest, I think the only ones at Hogwarts feeling the pressure of the world's eyes on them would be people like the Weasleys and the Potters. You know, people who's parents are famous and all for for what happened twenty-eight years ago,"</strong> he added. <strong>"Or infamous, if you're like a Malfoy or whatever."</strong><br></div></div><br><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Rose Weasley<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br></div><br>There was a sudden tap on his shoulder. While surprised, Kiran did not jump or halt. Instead he turned his head while maintaining his steady jogging pace, the path ahead fairly clear of trees. Coming up beside him was a pretty redhead he recognized as Rose Weasley. He tugged one plug from his ear and pushed it behind the collar of his shirt so that it didn't dangle around while they ran. Now only one ear was flooded with loud rock music, the other free to hear the young woman's words.<br><br><strong>"A partner you say?"</strong> he responded with a cheerful smile. <strong>"Sure. I wouldn't mind the company, mademoiselle Weasley. Especially if it's as lovely as yourself."</strong> He chuckled softly while exhaling. <strong>"To be honest, it's refreshing to see someone else stretching their legs this early."</strong><br><br>While not tired yet, his body was already working at full speed. His back was covered in sweet, soaking his shirt with its moisture and scent. It felt good, especially with the cool morning air that came towards him as he ran. Honestly, he couldn't fathom why so few others were out and about like them. It was both healthy <em>and</em> enjoyable. What was not to like?
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 21:42:11</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">His words were not meant to be patronizing, as in fact he meant every single word. Not once had he interfered with a woman's choice of clothes, knowing that is basically a cardinal sin when it came to them. There were some unspoken boyfriend and lover rules for dating, and one of them was to simply agree with everything she wore and say that it is completely beautiful. One could have favorites, but she looks good in all of them despite and against your opinion if you wanted to maintain a happy, teasing relationship. Besides, he did not think he would complain much about her sense of fashion. Clearly she picked out something that was perfectly casual and yet teases him to no end, and presses against every curve of her body rather perfectly, he completely loved it and would not have picked something better himself. So simply, he nodded with a handsome smile. "I agree." he spoke confidently while they walked to the door. <br><br>The small act of opening the door for her was more playful than proper. He was more than aware that she was capable of opening it herself, but he did it in a psuedo-dramatic way that was almost cheesy and bound to bring a laugh from her lips. Yet, what he received was much, much more intimate, as her hand smoothly ran across her his cheeks and lips in thanks. It brought a rather bright smile to his lips, as he shut the door behind them and they entered the restaurant. A waiter showed them the way to their booth, which she had picked out herself. It was by the fireplace, tucked away a little more from the rest of the booths, high backs to protect them from sight, a candle on the table, a rose in a narrow glass vase sat at the middle of the table. The lights were dimmed to highlight the orange fade and red fade the resturant emitted, from the fire in the fireplace and the red coloring of the booth's back. It was a perfect little romantic table, seemingly hidden and waiting for the both of them.<br><br>The booths were more circular than squared, with the table in the middle and the seat forming a semi-circle around the table. There wasn't much of an option for him to sit across her, and he thought it was for the best regardless. Sitting across from her was a little more proper, and with the mood they were in now he was feeling more teasing and intimate, knowing that the scene would give them a million chances to explore their teasing further, to push limits, to continue their intimate displays without any interruptions. So he slipped beside her, sitting close enough that their thighs and legs touched, his head tilting towards her to give her a charming smile. <br><br>"Nice little place, hm? Admittedly, you're the first woman I've brought here." He had a sincere smile on his face as he looked at the napkins and menus, almost a little embarassed at that. Yet, before he could speak further, the waiter came along and gave them a small smile before asking what they had liked to drink. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 21:53:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Quen<br><hr>Looking around the class she realized she had caught the professor's eyes and stood.&nbsp; She straightened up her dress and with a smile introduced herself.&nbsp; <strong>"Hello, my name is Ravenna.&nbsp; I like fashion, art, and nature.&nbsp; Uh,&nbsp; this is my second year at the University and I hope to get to know each and every one of you."</strong><br><br>She sat back down, not one to divulge too much information on the first date.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 21:55:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, Astrid, Quen, Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>Albus had sat down next to Inali grateful to have a friendly face nearby. Teddy’s reassurance had brought a smile to his face, he had obviously been excited to have Albus in the class and that was the reason he had signed up in the first place. Apparently the class was more about the way people have felt about sex throughout history, and well, at least history was something he had a pretty good grasp on.&nbsp; Professor McGonagall introduced himself first, Albus was happy he was in the class, he seemed like an intelligent sort and his Boggart demonstration had been quite eye opening. Next, the twins stood up Ianli and Kutseena stated who they were in perfect unison. Albus felt a fang of jealousy, too be that close with another human being that they were practically synchronized, it would certainly make for a less lonely existence. The dark haired girl at the back of the class introduced herself simply, he admired her caution in front of strangers.<br><br>Albus noticed Teddy looking around for another volunteer. Albus knew he was refraining from calling him in order to spare him embarrassment. Albus had always been slightly jealous of Teddy’s easy manner and good read of social situations. He had always wondered whether his parents had wished he had ended up more like Teddy. <br><br>But it was time to put a clamp on that self-pitying voice. Albus shook his head realizing that he had been descending into his typical anxiety. Those were thoughts better left to adolescents, it was time to stop being a nervous wreck and get on his feet. Albus stood up straight and gave a polite nod to everyone in the classroom.<br><br>“Good day. I am Albus Severus Potter. I am a student here. I am usually not so nervous but I have a little shyness problem when it comes to the subject matter of the course, please don’t hold it against me. I am dealing with it the best I can. I look forward to hearing more about all of you”<br><br>With that, he sat back down. That certainly was not so bad. He was sure he could handle whatever this course had coming to him, but he prepared himself for embarrassment all the same. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 22:47:42</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Athena/Kiran Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kiran<br><br><hr><br>Athena found herself intrigued as Kiran spoke, especially about people's parents determining how much pressure they felt being at Hogwarts. She could see how the Potter children or Scorpius might have had very different experiences. She felt badly for it, after all every student should have the right to be judged based on their own merits or failings, not those of their parents. Still, even with less famous, or infamous, parents if a teacher somehow knew them, you could be judged based upon their past performance and not your own skill. It wasn't right, in her mind, but it was what it was.<br><br>"Well I'm glad to hear the adults didn't let outside pressures effect the students. It would be a shame if any school wasn't a sanctuary of growth and learning. <br><br>What was it like growing up in London? It's one city my father never had contracts to negotiate in so we never lived there, but I grew up all over the place. The idea of just <em>being</em> in one place for years is beyond strange to me!" she said with a bright laugh before falling silent and waiting to hear his answer. <br><br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Athena watched Rome as he slid into the booth, and far enough around that their hips and legs all but nestled against each other. She saw the charming smile on his lips and returned it with one of her own, her eyes dancing with clear mirth and almost daring him to do more than simply let their legs touch. She'd said she was going to taunt and tease him, and she meant it. With her right leg against his left, she flashed him a small smirk and shifted just enough that she could cross her own left leg over her right, and let it dangle at just the right angle so that the heel of her booted foot teased against his shin.<br><br>While her foot teased his shin, she leaned in close, not bothering to open her own menu, but using looking at his with him as an excuse to press the curves of her body more firmly against his arm. With her hair down as it was, she was close enough that he'd be able to catch the slight citrus scent of her shampoo and should be able to feel the warmth radiating off her body at this closeness. <br><br>Well then we're even, she said, her voice that low purring she'd used before and her head close enough to his that she barely had to speak above a throaty whisper for him to hear her, "Because you're the first man I've come here with.<br><br>She was tempted to say more, but before she could the waiter reappeared asking for a drink order and she flashed him friendly, but distant smile while her right hand reached out gently, her nails playing in light patterns over the back of Rome's own hand when she spoke, "For now, just water for me thank you, and leave a pitcher," she added a knowing light in her gaze and a soft laugh on her lips that made the waiter nod and grin himself. <br><br>It was clear enough the lady wanted as few interruptions as possible!<br><br>Waiting until the waiter had Rome's drink order as well, she flashed her companion a fresh smile, far warmer and more inviting than what she'd shown the waiter, and tipped her head slightly toward him to ask, "So, this was your choice, what do they make that is particularly <em>satisfying</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 23:30:48</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Every single one of her teases and intamte touches were met two fold by his own actions, a constant teasing smile on his face as he did not even bother to pretend to be oblivious and touch in secrecy, but as he watched her legs cross and her heel touch as his shin, his own right leg tilted to the side and raised lightly, hooking his foot by the back of her heel, and having his entire lower leg pressed up against her own, leaving the dangled leg more room to...explore, whatever it could touch.&nbsp; His head tilting, a teasing, desire filled spark in his eyes as he looked at her, as if to say I'm up for the challenge, bring more. <br><br>When she leaned in close, his instinctive reaction was to slide his arm behind her and wrap it around her waist, letting his fingers softly clasp her the narrow side of her flat stomach, and in the process pull her just a little bit closer. No longer was she just almost touching him, but now her hip was pressed into his own, and the way she leaned in so he could smell her hair made sure that their cheeks grazed one another if but for a moment, Rome taking the chance to turn his head so the side of his nose would press up against her cheek, and his lips would lightly press into her neck. He was tempted, oh so tempted to open them and steal that first kiss, but he teased with a but a graze until the waiter showed up. <br><br>As Athena talked to him, he did not bother shifting his head nor his leg, which slowly slid up and down to caress against Athena's calf. He could not care less if the waiter watched him tease her with grazes of her lips, or that his fingers were slowly sliding from her upper thigh to her hip, just to maintain an intimate and warm touch. Once the drinks arrived and the waiter left, he finally tilted his head so that his lips and nose separated, only for his face to be less than an inch away from her own, her voice a seductive purr, his breath flowing against her lips when he talked, nearly brushing against her if he just leaned in a little bit more.<br><br>"Oh, I can only think of one thing at the moment that would truly satisfy..." his words were a low, throaty whisper, his teeth snapping at her before a grin came along his face from the familiar act she teased him so with. Oh he was just begging her for more, as if to tell her that she could do anything to him at this table, and he would <em>thoroughly</em> participate. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 00:37:07</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Watching Teddy above her, she manages a small smirk as she sees his eyes flashing colors. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she manages to wonder if he even realizes they do that during sex, but it's not something she is going to ask <em>now</em>! Now she wants exactly what she's getting, him losing control and fucking as hard and eagerly as he can. On his shoulders, her heels dig in slightly, using him for leverage to raise her hips, giving just that extra bit of room to dig deeper into her gripping channel while her hands continue to grip his desk, her nails almost trying to dig in and score the wood of it she's holding it so tightly!<br><br>Feeling him shifting she watches him closely, her legs shifting to wrap around his waist when he lifts them off his shoulders, her own silent, but definite, way of saying she's not letting him go anywhere! Letting him lift her petite frame she nearly marvels at how easily he pulls her to him, how easily he supports her, before her arms wrap around his shoulders, her entire body seeming to cling to him, and the slick passage clenching on him once more, drawing on him, as if her body itself is trying to draw him deeper into her! <br><br>With his teeth and lips on her neck, a low growling fills her own throat and her fingers slide into his hair, clutching him tightly to her, while tipping her head, baring more of her throat to those snapping teeth!<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Inali, Sutseena, Quen, Albus, Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>Listening to the others give their introductions, Astrid lets a slight smile curve her lips. They all seem rather interesting and she finds herself looking forward to learning more about them, and what they think as the class progresses through the term. The Americans in particular she finds intriguing. They are so different from anyone she has seen or met before, she can't help wondering how their culture and views will differ from the rest of those in the room. <br><br>When her own turn comes she stands and flashes a fresh smile around the room, trying not to let her gaze linger <em>too</em> obviously on Teddy, though she as no doubt he'll see the flash of amusement in her gaze, meant for him. "I'm Astrid Bishop, a second year taking a lot of different classes to help me figure out what I want to be when I grow up. Right now my thoughts are leaning toward something medicinal, but I'm open to new ideas which is part of why I'm taking this class," she added, her gaze shifting toward Teddy when she mentions new ideas and a small smirk curving her lips as she settles back into her seat to see where he will guide the class next.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>With a wicked grin curving her lips, Athena waits until the waiter is gone before snapping her own teeth playfully at Rome and shifting her body once more; letting her hips roll, she actually turns so that her legs drape across his lap, her body facing him, the round curve of her bottom pressing against his thigh while still letting his arm wrap around her body. Reaching up she touches his face gently, her fingertips light as feathers as she traces the outline of his face; his forehead, cheekbones, gently across his eyelids, down the line of his nose, across his lips, before they end up teasing the hair at the base of his neck in soft, little caresses.<br><br>At his comment however a soft laugh bursts past her lips and her hand slides higher, tipping his head just slightly, her own forehead pressing to his, lips less than an inch from his, her voice a wash of warm air against those lips, To satisfy <em>that</em> hunger, my body needs sustenance, so tell me what the kitchen does well, or I'm moving across this bench to where you can't reach me so that you can think more clearly," she threatens with a laugh in a voice as smooth as silk and with just the slightest of tremors in it.<br><br>He just might win this little game of theirs after all if she couldn't do better than this!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 00:52:24</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">As her legs draped across his lap, a wide grin came along his lips and his free hand almost instantly slid up to land on the small area of explosed skin along her thigh, gently caressing his hands along it, fingers teasing the goosebumps along her skin as his attention was completely drawn by her. He leaned into her touch, his lips kissing at her fingers whenever they passed his lips so intimately, so affectionately, her soft fingers warm against his touch, drawing him in even further as she finally lands her hand at the hair of his lower neck, having him tilt his head a little forward. <br><br>She laughed, and it brought a handsome smile to his face when she did. There was something enticing about it, something adorable, and it gave him joy to know that he made her enjoy herself in laughter. And then their foreheads pressed, and their lips nearly touched as she spoke to tease him further and threatning to move away from him until he could make a rational decision. A small coy smile came along his lips, and his hand raised from her leg to slide his fingers through the threads of her hair and brush it back lightly, softly letting his hand slide down to her cheek, having his thumb caress the skin ever so softly, pushing their foreheads a little more against one another, his lips brushing lightly into her own. <br><br>"You do not know how difficult it is, to restrain myself from pressing my lips to yours and kissing you before another breath was taken..." he bit down on his lower lip lightly, his hand at her him pushing her a little forward so that she would slide onto his lap, letting her legs drape sideways still. "But the fillet is rather good." He ended, with a small affectionate smile on his face, his breath hot on her lips, avoiding her threat by answering her question. </span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 01:29:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>The small kisses to her fingers as they traced her face, sent shivers sliding down her spine and made warmth pool low in her belly. She wanted more contact than that, but had told him she was going to make him work for it, and now she was on the edge of tossing that resolution aside. Part of her simply wanted to find a quiet place and satisfy all the urges they were both feeling until they were both left limp and barely breathing. The idea in and of itself put a small smirk on her lips and actually steeled her resolve. <br><br>They had all the time in the world, there was no need to rush things.<br><br>Allowing the hand on the small of her back to draw her forward, she chuckled softly as the curve of her ass settled onto his lap, her long legs stretched out on the seat beside him. She had no care in the world if the waiter came back and saw Rome's fingers teasing the bare strip of flesh her dress and boots left him to play with...she had no care if the waiter came back at all for all that she had just informed Rome that she needed to eat or move away from him! <br><br>With his lips right there, so close they practically touched her own while he spoke, she finally sighed and gave him the first victory, her head tipped just slightly, but she didn't kiss him, instead her teeth closed gently on his lower lip, teasing it tenderly, caressing it with her lips for a long moment before murmuring softly to him, "I know exactly how hard it is." Looking up to hold his gave with her own, a slow smile lit her face as she suddenly laughed once more and rolled her bottom on his lap, "And how much harder I plan to make it for you before we're done," she added her voice a promise, demand, and threat all in one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 02:46:06</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He could not help but grin as the curve of her ass nestled almost perfectly onto his lap, her hips moving to adjust her rear against him with just enough pressure to brush against hidden interests. He could not help but find himself a little turned on, his own cock hardening just lightly beneath his jeans but who knows if she'd feel that or not. His hand remained against the flesh of her thigh, the light stokes turned into a slightly firm grip, securing her position on his lap instincitvley, as if to say she belonged right where she sat. Oh the waiter did come back, but as soon as he saw them so close together, with her ass on his lap and his hand holding her thigh, he only gave a smirk turned right back around. <br><br>The sight brought a grin to his face, completely lacking any sort of shame and would have her right where they sat if opporunity was seized, and yet before he could comment he found that his lips were suddenly seized by a curious teeth, tilted head moved closer so she could get a taste of him, his lips at her teeth's mercy. He could not help himself, and his own upper lip lowered to suck against her own lips a moment, taking in the sweet and erotic taste and savoring it until he could get more.<br><br>What she did had him going crazy within his mind, it might have been his victory but with that action alone she had him wrapped around her finger, with every move of his body a reaction to her own, his hips instincitively bucking lightly before she murmerd against his lips, proclaiming she knew just how <em>hard </em> it is. Was she speaking of trying to hold one self back, or...something else. He smirked lustfully when she smiled at him and laughed, only to roll her ass against his lap again. <br><br>"Oh you are beating down every one of my defenses, Athena...you do that again and you might just win our little game right where we sit.</span>" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 03:19:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>The feel of his hand gripping her thigh, actually holding her in place on his lap was a distraction to such a degree that she never even noticed the waiter coming back and leaving once more. Never heard him, never even sensed him in their vicinity. With his hand on her skin, nothing, and nobody, else in the room existed but Rome. It was a tunnel vision that narrowed even more when his lips reacted to her teeth to take in the taste of her own as well. She nearly broke to kiss him full on in that moment but managed to draw back, a smirk on her lips and her breathing slightly shaky while her heart beat wildly in her chest.<br><br>At his comment, she couldn't stop herself, her ass rolled against him, repeatedly, in a slow rhythm. Under her, she could feel the evidence of his arousal and it was beyond evident that winning, and beating down his defenses were both what she planned...though she planned them to their mutual satisfaction. <br><br>Defenses, Rome?" she asked, his name the softest of purrs on her lips, "Now why would you need defending from me? I'm not trying to harm you in the least," she teased before deciding to forgo being declared the winner and choosing to do something she'd wanted to do since they'd been talking in the woods. Tipping her head she found his neck, her teeth grazing over the pulse just under his skin, savoring the feel of it beating so close to the surface as she murmured so quietly even he almost wouldn't have heard, "At least, not yet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 03:32:20</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Whether he was winning or losing, he didn't quite know at that moment. What he did know, was that they both ewre slowly ignoring the rules of the game and giving in further and further into their fantasies. Well, at least he was. For all he knew, this could be the ultimate ploy from her end to fully ensnare him and win the game with style. Yet he found himself struggling to resist, his heart bumping in his chest like a set of drums that won't stop beating, every breath and every look, every listen and every touch were fully dedicated to her. <br><br>Then he felt his last line of defenses breaking, as she helplessly began rolling her ass repeatedly in a slow and daringly teasing rhythm. If it was but a bulge before, now she could certainly feel his manhood rising erect to press against her ass, with every rolling grind she would slide herself up, and back down his shaft. He bit his lip nearly instantly, suppressing an unexpected grunt of pleasure at the even more surprising, and daring act from her. "I can't...keep pushing back anymore, Athena.." The throaty whisper left his lips. <br><br>She taunted him about his defenses, purring in his ear again to slowly drag him down into her trap, and suddenly he found his lips and teeth seizing so pleasurably into the side of his neck, his head nearly instantly tilting for her to present his whole neck line for her, as if to tell her to feast as she wished. He could not hold himself anymore, he had no defenses left to speak of and he could care less about the game. His hand, almost with a mind of it's own, slid over one of her legs and drew it back, tucking it at one side of his waist while the other leg naturally moved to be in the same position. He had her straddling his lap, the view shielded by the table in front of them, letting her ass roll as it wished while his hands landed on each cheek, swaying with her movements. <br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 03:57:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Winning was the furthest thing from Athena's mind. All that was left in her mind was him, the scent and taste of his skin under her lips and teeth, the feel of chest pressing against her own, and his hands. His hands guiding her, shifting her so that she straddled him, her body facing him, his hands on the curves that rolled to continue taunting him, but at her new angle she pressed down, taunting him with more than her ass.<br><br>A voice in the back of her head said she should stop, tried to remind her that they were in public, but she quickly gagged it!<br><br>Against his neck her teeth sunk slightly deeper, sucking gently at the pulse her mouth hovered over, while one arm slid around his shoulders, and a hand slid into his hair, gripping it gently, but firmly at the same time, holding his head where she wanted it while she left her mark on his flesh. If she'd been thinking clearly she wouldn't have done it, at least not someplace that couldn't be more easily covered, but he brought out something darker in her, something primal, and pushed the desire to mark her territory.<br><br>Suddenly pulling her head back, a gasp parted her lips and she stared down at him, her eyes like molten fire, the smirk on her lips dark and somehow promising that if he didn't wrest control from her, she'd keep it for herself and he could ride out the consequences! Her voice, when she leaned forward to all growl in his ear, was throaty and as demanding as the rolling of her hips that pressed the core of her body against the hard length of him underneath him, taunting him with words, and flesh so close he could feel the heat of her, "Are you sure you can't push back Rome? Are you yielding so easily then?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 04:12:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>The game had all but disappeared from thought, and the only thing left was the image of her straddling him, the feeling of her ass against his hand, and the way they rolled and pushed down against his throbbing length so teasingly. Oh he could not give less of a shit about the people around them, even as one or two people passed them as they walked through the restaurant and let out their little gasps, their little whispers, he didn't even realize these people existed, he could not care less, all he wanted was her. All his strength was being pushed into holding him back from bending her over that table and taking her where she stood.<br><br>The more her teeth sank into his neck, the more he let out small grunts of pleasure as she marked him, bit him, nearly branded him with bruises as her own. Her hand was firm in his hair, and the little jolt of pain that struck him from the tightness of her grip only seemed to excite him even more. His neck throbbed against her lips and teeth, his head tilted as per her command, and her hand made sure it stayed that way. Oh his neck would be bruised thoroughly by the time she was done, and the evidence of her hunger would be shown to all along his neck, but the mind was far too clouded with thoughts of more pleasurable things than to care.<br><br>Only then did she part her lips from his neck, and the purple bruise marked his neck rather thoroughly. He could not help but stare into her eyes that sparked like molten fire, the dark smirk on her lips of taunting, knowing that she was winning him over. His hands that smoothly swayed along her with her ass gripped them, now taking a little bit of a daring step of his own, he moved pressed her ass forward so that his hardened cock would be standing aligned between her legs, and another push forward had her dress pressed up into her folds, and push back his cock in the process, leaving her to straddle more of his shaft as she sat on him. She would clearly feel how erect he was just by looking at her, his hands pressing the first sway of her hips and ass in their new position, grinding his manhood between her legs with only the dress' cloth and his jeans to keep them from touching. <br><br>"Well I've found out...than even in losing, I end up thoroughly winning...and the gods know how fucking badly I want to lose to you this very moment." His voice was throaty, his lips darting forward to her neck, yet instead of biting his tongue escaped him, and he sensually licked all the way up her neckline until he reached her lips, and his tongue took it's second taste of the rosy pair, this time letting in linger. </span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 04:39:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Athena never felt the reproachful looks, or heard the small gasps as a few other patrons walked by their table. She didn't care, all that mattered was him, his body, her body, and the need flowing so freely between them! She loved his responses to her, the grunts when her teeth sunk into his neck, the tightening of his hands on her ass, even the way he shifted her to grind her down harder against the length of him under her. All of her focus was solely on him. She adored the feel of the hard length of him under her and didn't bother resisting the urge to murmur in his ear so only he would hear, "That feels impressive Rome, will reality match perception?" <br><br>Before she could think of anything else to say he was leaning back into her, and the neck of her dress was drawn back, giving his tongue room to trail over her neck; an act that drew a soft whimpering from her lips until it crossed them. In that moment she gave up with the back and forth and simply tipped her head, pressing her lips to his. Small, eager noises filled her throat while her arms tightened around his shoulders, nearly clinging to him and grateful, in the back of her mind, that she wasn't standing. She didn't think her legs would support her just then.<br><br>When the kiss finally broke, it was with a gasp for air and her eyes opening to stare into his, her voice low and eager, "Screw food, we need to get out of here before I let you fuck me on this table! Where in this town can we get some privacy, and can you Apparate us there? If I tried it right now, one of us would get splinched. I can't seem to concentrate!" she said with a soft chuckle before nipping playfully at his lower lip once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 04:59:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Her could not help but grin at her question, everyone around her completely irrelevant and disappearing from his thought and sight. In response, he said nothing, but lifted his hands from her ass to her hips if only for a moment, to raise her to the very tip of his hidden cock, only to slide her down the shaft inch by inch so she could feel every single stretch of his shaft, which seemed to be quite abit longer than average. He flashed her his grin when she slid all the way down to the very base,&nbsp; his lips opening so he could only whisper "You tell me." <br><br>Then he licked her all the way to her lips, and before he could say something ever so clever, or try and tease, she had her hand in the back of his hair and her desire finally gave in so she could press his lips into her own. The touch sparked through him like lightning, his hand instantly raising to slide into her hair and press her head forward, deepening the passionate and hungry kiss instantly. She clinged to him, and his chest pressed into her breasts. His tongue escaped him to slide into the moist crevices of her mouth, licking and exploring her own, leaving a trail of saliva between them when she finally parted his lips to take a breath of air and stare into his eyes. <br><br>He nearly brought her right back, and slid that dress completely up so he would have her right there, before she gave in to him and her words run at his. Oh when she just directly threatened to have him fuck her right on that table, nothing could have turned him on more and he could not resist biting down on her lower lip a little hard, maintain a moan from escaping and suppressing his desire if for but a second longer. He managed to calm himself for a but a moment, only for him to whisper. "About fucking time." <br><br>He grinned, and with a quiet spell and the absence of eyes from them, he cast the apperation spell and with a swish of air they vanished from their seats. Half a second later, and suddenly they returned to reality from the fabric of space, and with a bit of a fall she found herself in a small, cheap motel room on the ground floor. The door was locked, no one knew they were there, and their position stayed the same. The only difference was instead of his lap, she was seated on a desk beside the T.V, where her legs and arms were wrapped around his waist. He propped her onto the desk a little more, and swung his hand to knock everything off of it and send it hurling to the floor. <br><br>"Time to find out if you even wore something beneath that dress, and my cock will be the judge." </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 05:19:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>That slide down his length, even covered by his jeans, dragged a low moan from her lips that only carried one word in answer to his question, Better! She wanted what she felt and she wanted it now!<br><br>Thankfully he seemed to understand exactly what she wanted, especially when she demanded it, and Apparated them...somewhere. She had no idea where it was they'd ended up and didn't really care. It was private, that was all she cared about. No one around but him and her, and her body twined around his. When he shoved everything else off the table he'd landed her on, she laughed in sheer delight! She could see a bed over his shoulder, but she wasn't going to complain about his using the table, it would give a better angle to take that length she'd felt even deeper into a body that ached for it.<br><br>"You could just ask, I'd tell the truth, but if you want to find out for yourself then why are you still talking?" she asked before drawing him close, her lips hungry and eager against his. This time it was her tongue that sought his mouth, so eager and ready for the taste of him on her lips while her body moved restlessly against him, almost demanding that he find out what was, or wasn't under that dress, despite the fact that her legs were wrapped around his waist and seemed in no hurry to let him go for even such a little thing as letting him divest himself of his clothing!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 05:34:34</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Motel Room. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He delighted in her laugh as it echoed through the room, her smile like the sun itself, giving him all the warmth he needed. That aside, he was completely immersed in her, his body inseparable from her own. No creature could rip him away from her, as her legs tightened around his waist and his hands pushed her ass forward to grind forward against his hips, locking them together the second she told him to shut up and find out, which drew the largest grin from his lips before they were swallowed by her own.<br><br>His tongue met her own in greeting, licking and pressing wet, desire filled kisses against her to tame her lust until he rid himself of the one thing that kept him apart from his imminent discovery. He slipped his hands away from her ass to reach down and grasp the button that kept his pants up. With a quick twist of the fingers he unbuttoned the jeans, and in that moment he found her legs spreading just lightly so his pants would fall to the ground. He kicked them away, all during their hungry kiss with seemed to get deeper and deeper. His hand reached down the elastic of his boxer briefs, and grabbed hold of his cock's shaft. Yet, he did not break the kiss to allow her to see what he had in store for her as he pulled her own, devilishly leaving her to discover it when he slid himself within her. <br><br>Now it was time for him to grasp the knowledge he so desperately wanted, and the kiss broke just then so he could yank her back and flash her a wicked grin, his eyes set on her own as wanted to see the look on her face the moment the truth was unfolded. Just like that, he aimed his cock in just the right direction and slipped it beneath her legs and under the dress, a slow agonizing push until he reached his desired purpose. Suddenly, he stopped when the head of his cock pressed into the moist, wet folds of her pussy and it had him instantly bite down on his lip rather roughly, and let out a throaty groan as his cock twitched at the touch. He could not resist but press a little further, even before teasing her, just so the very tip of his cock's head could slip between folds and let the warmth grasp of her slit take him in.<br><br>He flashed her that grin yet again, his free hand tightening on her ass, a second away from pushing her forward and sliding her down his cock if she did not beat him to it.&nbsp; His next words were far from insulting, but vulgar enough to taunt her, tease her, reveling in the fact that she nearly expected this to happen. It was not literal, but right now he desired nothing more than to fuck her as hard as one. "Oh you dirty little wh..." he paused, letting her finish that word for him. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 05:57:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>She could have stopped him from reaching down to his pants, tightened her legs instead of loosening them for him, but she wanted him as much as he wanted her and all their teasing and tormenting of each other had made her beyond eager. And so her legs loosened while her mouth fed on his, eager, wanton, hungry for him and unwilling to break that contact...at least until she realized that he wasn't going to break it either, that he was holding their kiss to keep her from looking down and seeing what she had only felt so far!<br><br>Whimpering against his mouth a hand at the back of his neck curled, nails digging to flesh in frustration while desperate mewlings fed to his mouth when she felt the tip of him pressing against the slick folds she had left bare just for him. The kiss broke but she never had a chance to look down, to see the flesh she wanted inside her body, her head was yanked back and she stared up into his eyes, her own nearly molten and her teeth snapped at him in frustration!<br><br>So close, he was so fucking close but he had stopped! She could feel the tip of him inside her, stretching her, making her squirm and then his voice all but growled at her and gave a throaty chuckle before finishing it for him, Whore, the word you want is whore, and if you're going to call me one, then stop teasing and fuck me Rome Dotson!" she growled back at him, the nails on the back of his neck tightening further, balancing on the knifes edge of pain, while her legs suddenly tightened and pulled forward, trying to force him deep into her hungry body. "Fuck me and make me feel every...single...inch of that cock you wouldn't let me see," she demanded without ever taking her eyes from his, letting him see the need, the insatiable desire pulsing through her body and focused entirely on <em>him</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 06:09:49</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Motel Room. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He needed nothing else, needed no teasing nor small victories. There was no more time for any of that, his desire flaring and bursting through his body. If he waited a single second longer he would not bare it, if he had to stop one more time he would lose his sanity. He couldn't, the contact of her slit against the head of his cock too much a tease for him to let her slide herself on her own. It didn't matter anymore who slipped onto whom first as long as his cock was firmly embedded within her and that's just what he was going to roughly and vigorously do. <br><br>He time his thrust nearly perfectly, the moment she just flat out admitted that she was his whore and deserved to be fucked like one, the moment she begged him to let her feel every inch of his throbbing, pulsing cock within her, the moment she grabbed onto him, dug her nails like knives into his neck and thrust herself forward was the moment his hands reached for her ass and grabbed it, finger slipping between her ass and the desk to grab a firm hold and yank her back into his forward thrust which had every single drop of his power directed into it. <br><br>His cock pushed through her folds with one strong thrust, one vicious pull, and he rammed forward until his hips hit her own. His entire cock, from base to head was wedged and pushed inside her wet, dripping pussy. Just now she would feel how big he is, as within her pulsed and twitched was seemed no less than nine inches of his shaft plus the head which seeped precum against her moist, squeezing walls in it's anticipation. The action lasted all but a second, but it had so much pleasure surge through him that he could not contain his moan this time, and let it slip through his throat and echo through the room. It was so filled with desire, relief, lust, greed, and ecstasy, his laps parted open to take breaths, unable to close as he let the lustful needles of pleasure pierce him. Oh he would fuck her like a whore, and have her scream it too. <br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 06:29:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>If it was a scream he wanted, it was a scream he got! When he rammed the length of his cock deep into her body she couldn't do anything else! There were no words for it, not conscious thought attached to it, just a primal sound of satisfaction and a need for more rolled into one sound that filled the room...and considering the cheapness of the motel, probably the next room as well, and she didn't give a damn who might have heard her! There was no way to measure the length, or girth, that filled her body, but fill her he did and it was exquisite! She didn't think she'd ever felt so filled before!<br><br>Meeting his gaze, she growled at him, "Too...many...clothes still!" and let her arms fall away from his neck. With her dress already pulled up, it was easy enough to yank the material over her head and throw it to the side, revealing that there was nothing at all under the black cashmere and leaving only their amulet and her boots left on her body. Divested of her own clothing she reached forward, grabbing the hem of his own sweater and pushing up, nails and fingertips finding flesh, scoring his back with them while trying to pull his own short off as well, wanting to feel the full press of his skin against her own.<br><br>While seeking to pull his shirt off her hips bucked on the table and her legs tightened, seeking to pull him even deeper into her body despite the fact that she could already feel him hitting her the end of her, she wanted more, wanted him to fuck her, to use her, to leave her whimpering and barely able to think...much less actually function...and she was going to get what she wanted! <br><br>Tipping her head she snapped her teeth at his ear, rolling the lobe, tugging it gently while hissing softly to him, "Harder! I want to still be aching from your abuse two days from now! I want to feel my body reminding me of you with every step I take."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 06:49:37</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Motel Room. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Her scream matched his moan pitch by pitch and even exceeded his in volume, reverberaqting throughout the room and as she speculated, was heard from the two rooms at each side of them. The way he folds tightened around his cock, grasped him like they needed nothing more was more than enough to have him instinctively grind forward, letting every single inch of his cock roll within her, his cock soaking in the wet, moist juices that left her folds to lubricate and drench his cock, insuring it's presence within them. <br><br>She protested their clothes, and with a swift motion she yanked off her dress and threw it to the ground, revealing the fact that she had wore absolutely <em>nothing</em> beneath the teasing dress that showcased her ass and breasts so well. The fantasy of fucking her while she wore nothing but boots had his cock erect even further, pulse and twitch within her slit. Oh he could not help maintain himself at the sight, as she reached for his shirt his impulse made it a little harder for her, as his lips darted forward and wrapped around one of her nipples. They seized them in a small, instant bite of desire, lips pursing to suck and tug at it, yanking it back to tease and pull at her breast. His tongue rolled around the nipple, letting the taste of her perks linger at his tongue before finally he had to give in and release his hold when she snapped at his ear, her desperate cries and begs for him to ram her and fuck her like nothing ever has before overpowering his desire.<br><br>He leaned back and his shirt slipped off in an instant, throwing it onto the bed behind them as their clothes decorated the room. "Then I will make sure to ram you like an filthy animal, until your slit floods my cock with it's cum and your legs collapse beneath you!" he growled out in a fit of passion, before his hands clasped her ass tightly and his hips retracted, only to begin ramming into her forward. The first strike of his hips into her own let a loud smack echo through the room, which only egged him on further as he did it again, and again, slowly picking up pace, thrusting his hips forward to slid his cock in and out of her, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the feeling. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 07:09:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Restaurant<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>His interference with her pulling his shirt off drew a growl from her throat, a growl that turned to a fresh cry when his teeth closed on her nipple. At his back her nails tracked his flesh once more, leaving welts in their wave while her back actually arched, pressing that tender flesh to his mouth in offering and she found herself torn between not wanting him to stop, and wanting that damned sweater off! Between his lips, her nipple felt like it was throbbing, and ever small pulse of pleasure his teeth set into flesh, pulsed down lower, making her slick tunnel quiver and clench at him.<br><br>At last he let go and the sweater disappeared. She didn't hesitate, but pulled his torso forward, letting her rock hard nipples press into his chest, amazed that they didn't cut into him like diamonds on glass! They ached and throbbed, but she savored the feel of flesh on flesh before tilting her head and growling back at him. She had no response to his comment except to sink her teeth to his flesh once more. This mark he'd be able to cover with a shirt as her teeth sunk into the flesh of his chest, almost over his heart and her body shuddered when his own took her at her word and drove into her!<br><br>Her eyes <em>did</em> roll into the back of her head as he pounded into her, low cries marking the end of every thrust that rammed itself into her cervix and made her cling to him all the tighter! If they hadn't been taunting each other most of the morning, it might have been too much, instead it walked the line between pleasure and pain so tightly that even she wasn't entirely certain which it was; what she <em>was</em> certain of, what that if he stopped, she'd likely try to kill him!<br><br>Suddenly what he said filtered through her pleasure soaked mind and she gave a growling laugh! Reaching up to slide her fingers into his hair and yanking his own head to the side she assaulted his neck once more, this time leaving a fresh mark opposite the one he already wore and growling into his ear, "Filthy animals don't fuck face to face! If that what you want you should fuck me from behind, one hand yanking my head back so I can't escape and teeth sharp on the back of my neck to mark and claim your filthy little bitch!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rave</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 07:34:19</strong>
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				<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Rome Ivos Dotson.<br><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Professor. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Motel Room. <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Athena. <br><br></span><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The next few moments were so pleasurabley feral that no concious thought was going through his mind, only the desire to fuck her harder, to the need to use every part of his body to abuse her own, to draw and surge her with ecstasy and pleasure and fuck her like she's never been fucked before. His cock throbbed and twitched inside her, and the his thrusts sudden;y deepened further and with a loud smack, his hand came down and spanked her ass viciously, only for his fingers to grip tightly the flesh that it held and his nails to dig deep into her skin, yanking her back into oncoming thrusts. He slipped his cock nearly all the way out of her, the head threatning to escape the vice grip of her folds, only for him to ram forward and shove his entire cock back into her again, pressing and pushing against her cervix. <br><br>It was as if his cock had a mind of it's own, it's goal, to shove and push inside her deep enough that it pushed against her cervix and surged her with pleasurable pain so it can part it open and spill it's contents within her. She was his cock's vessel, the dumping grounds for his cum, and the most enticing woman he had ever met. There was no way on heaven or earth that he could seperate from her, his cock continuoing to drill her over and over, the smacks of his hips against her own a regular occurance, his balls slapping upwards before falling from the velocity and pure strength of his rams into her. <br><br>He felt growled viciously at every bite she landed upon him, at the bruise that marked his chest and the next one that seized the other side of his neck and gripped it roughly within teeth. Oh his cock throbbed at the feeling, his body clearly egging on the pleasurable pain, asking to be marked and bruised wherever she felt like snapping her teeth. His entire body her biting grounds. The only thing that snapped him out of his trance, was her laugh and vicious dare, which sparked a lustfully passionate response. One could even mistake it for anger, but it the dominant animal within him rising, his expression stern and feral. "You want to be fucked like a little bitch, then so fucking be it!" <br><br>He growled at her and his hand spanked her ass once more, before he literally lifted her off of the desk while he fucked her, his hips not missing a beat, using his pure strength to hold her up and thrust upwards. It only lasted for a moment, before her pressed her back against the wall beside the desk, and twisted her along his cock as he lowered himself so she would turn without his cock slipping outside off her. He let her feet drop to the ground, before he readjusted himself instantly and a sudden ram upwards confirmed the vicious need of his cock and it's presence within her. One hand gripped her waist to help his hips thrust, and the other rose to her hair and took a vicious grip, clenching his fingers into a fist before yanking her head backwards and pinning his mouth to her ear. "You <em>-are-</em> my bitch." He said, before her neck found itself pierced by his teeth, and his lips wrapping around the bite. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 14:52:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Athena Stargazer-Smith<br><strong>Position:</strong> PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Amsterdam Motel<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Rome<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes28-1.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>The first sharp slap to her ass drew a sharp cry of surprise from Athena, what surprised her more than the near vicious rush of pain that flare through her flesh however, was that she enjoyed it! The firm grip of his fingers curling into her skin after, not letting the throb die away but reminding her that he was using her and she wasn't going anywhere until he was done, made it all the more intense and had her whimpering against the sharp bites she'd already placed on his flesh. Anywhere her teeth could find became fair game, sharp imprints, some that would fade, some that would leave her mark on him for days, marked his chest, shoulders and neck, while his back became striped with red welt left in the passage of her nails digging into him each time his body thrust into hers. <br><br>She'd demanded he make her feel him and he was living up to that demand and more! Every thrust into her body felt as if he were trying to split in her in two and she relished it! Reveled in the sheer ferocity of it that so beautifully matched her own. Never before had she met a match for the brutality she craved and now that she had she wasn't letting him go anywhere until it was fully sated!<br><br>She hadn't really thought about what effect her words might have, but when he growled at her and slapped her ass once more, she snapped her teeth shut sharply once more, a small but sharp bite that barely managed not to break the skin before he was moving her, turning her, slamming her into the wall which made her grunt sharply and hiss in frustration; it hadn't occurred to her that his taking her from&nbsp; behind would keep her from being able to touch him herself! She hadn't been thinking clearly enough for it to! <br><br>With her head snapped back and his voice growling in her ear she hissed at him sharply, on the verge of saying something herself until his teeth sank into her own flesh in a vicious bite that drew a fresh cry from her lips and made her entire body shudder and buck between him and the wall. Unable to reach him she reached up and clawed at the wall, her nails scoring the cheap paint and paper she was pushed against while she growled at him, only seemingly able to manage two demanding words, "Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me!" over and over again while grinding her ass back at him and clenching her inner walls like a vise on his length, her body demanding he give her everything!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 15:00:42</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Nobody or Anybody<br>;; Campus Courtyard</div><br><br>By mid-morning, Svetlana was out of her room and strolling through the halls. The dark <em>lord</em> was filleting his latest catch, of which she had knowledge about and he would probably be significantly bothered if he knew that she could know that kind of thing. But she hadn't thought of telling him about that just yet. She considered swinging down to the cafeteria and getting some kind of breakfast or brunch. She didn't <em>need</em> to eat, but it might pass the time. Despite the fact that she was enrolled in the college, Svetlana really was enrolled in a few classes. Therefore, the young woman initially headed down to the cafeteria and stopped by the short-order cook to order some eggs on toast.<br><br>For the next fifteen minutes she wasted her time eating the breakfast and reading a newspaper that pertained to the wizarding community at large. It was all information that really did little to interest her. She got rid of her plate and headed down to the courtyard where just a few days ago some young witch had thrown a bunch of things at a male from her room. The thought of the discordance made her smile because Svetlana could recall through the passage of time when she had caused discordance of a similar nature. Usually it came when a wife who couldn't conceive a child wanted a potion to make her fertile. When things didn't go exactly perfect (which they never did if you asked from help from her) it typically caused an assortment of problems. One such problem (and one of her graver evils committed) was when such a woman ended up being fertile in time to be seduced by a demon who impregnated her. The baby ate its mother from the inside out. Of course that had not exactly been Svetlana's doing. She didn't sic the demon on the woman, but she had foreseen the seduction and had not warned the woman. This was just how she worked.<br><br>Wandering to the fountain at the very center of the courtyard, she sat down on the stone edge and gazed avidly at the water's surface. She waved her hand suddenly over the water in a disinterested manner when the façade of the dark lord and his quarry appeared. When she waved her hand, the image dissipated and sifted through a whole variety of people until it stilled over one dark haired beauty; Ravenna. The woman was in a class at the moment, but since the dark <em>lord</em>, she laughed shortly at that thought, had asked her to get acquainted with similar minded people, Ravenna would be someone she would be meeting with shortly. But in the mean time, the young woman broke the spell entirely by dropping a leaf onto the water; the image fled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 20:31:34</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>The wrapping of Astrid's legs around him preventing him getting away had brought an assumed smile to his face for a moment, as if he was going to try and leave her at that moment. Her hands in his hair brings another moan from him which vibrates over the taut skin of her neck. As he is greater access to her throat he attacks more of it with his hungry mouth. Her growl causes him to growl back even as he is biting her. While maintaining a firm enough hold to keep her up his hands start to rove over her back, going from her ass up to her shoulders and back down. She feels wonderful in his arms, pressed against his body, and especially the way she grips his cock as it plunges deep into her core. He keeps this up well past the point he is straining to hold her weight and is covered in a sheen of sweat and he is grunting with each thrust from the exertion of each thrust.<br><br>Not until his legs actually start to shake does Teddy change, finally needing to put the the petite blonde down, but he so does not want to stop. Without moving to the desk he changes his grip forcing her to support her own weight on his body. His mouth moves up to hers even as his hands move to her thighs forcing her legs to open and release him. He bends so that as her legs go down from his hips her feet can touch the floor. Then without breaking the kiss drives her back against the desk again. His hands then go up to her arms and pulls them from around his. He finally pulls his cock completely out of her heavenly channel as he breaks the kiss. In a quick motion before she can really protest he turns her around so her back is to him. He pushes her down towards the desk as his legs bend so his cock can go up between her legs. With his arm running up the middle of her back he grabs a hand full of her gorgeous blonde lochs and pulls her head back. At the same time his other hand guides his erection back into her wet hole. Once in that hand wraps around to firmly grab a breast as he starts to fuck her hard and fast again.<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Kutseena, Inali, Albus, Ravenna, Quen, Open<br><br><hr><br>When Ravenna stands Teddy cannot help himself but to let his gaze rove over her form she is certainly pleasant to look at, but there is something about her that just seems off, artificial to him. Maybe it's just because at the moment he is comparing every female to Astrid and finding them coming up short. When she says that she is a returning second year student his eyes go back to hers. Odd he does not remember seeing her before. Obviously she has not taken any of his courses before and is not housed in the North, Earth Tower that he is the “Dragon Guardian” of, giving him some familiarity with all those housed there. ”Thank you, Ravenna, while I cannot speak for the students I can say that I am hoping to get to know you as well.”<br><br>There is a moment of silence and Teddy scans the room to see who will be next. He really hopes that he will not have to call Albus out. Teasing his younger and timid god brother at a family gathering is one thing, but something as public and formal as a classroom setting he does not want to do anything to actually hurt the young man and wants to help him. He is sure Albus would be much happier if he could past his own self doubts. Then Albus stands and Teddy actually breaths a quiet sigh and the smile he shows as he looks at Albus clearly shows how proud he is of his brother. Then thing that he says about himself almost floors Teddy with surprise. For Albus to stand up and fairly boldly say he was shy is definitely a leap, not a step, in the right direction, and it takes him a moment to recover enough to speak. ”Thank you, Albus. I'm sure nobody in here will hold a little thing like that against you. You might get teased and ribbed a bit to see how much you can blush, but I assure you it will not be by me. At least not intentionally. Actually I think admitting that in front of the whole class was a rather brave thing to do.”<br><br>Teddy continues to look proudly at his brother for another moment before again going to scan for the next volunteer. He is not looking at her when Astrid stands but he catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and so turns to look at her. He cannot keep the hungry look from his eyes as he gazes at her, she is just SO beautiful and damn sexy. How had he not noticed it the previous year? He most assuredly does not miss the look of amusement she flashes or the smirk aimed toward him as she is finishing and setting. There is a clear pause from him as he practically stares at her. ”Um, yes. Ah thank you, Astrid. Well I'm sure with this diverse of a group we will all be learning some new ideas.”<br><br>Several more minutes pass by and the remaining students make their introductions to which Teddy makes a person reply to, thanking them and commenting on what they said about themselves. After the last is seated again and he ahs made all of his replies he then turns his focus back to the entire class. ”As I said I want all of us to be comfortable with each other. So with that in mind we will forgo a lecture today and simply get to know one another. Feel free to talk and mingle with each other. If anybody has any questions you would like to ask me you are free to do so at your leisure. Don't be afraid to ask anything, anything at all. You may ask, I may however chose not to answer.” With that said he just kind of rocks on his feet to lean more heavily on the desk's edge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>15-05-2013, 22:23:45</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Astrid, Quen<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Astrid, Albus <br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Both twins watched Albus get up before the class and speak. Inali nudged Kutseena and gave her a look she understood perfectly. She nodded back at him in agreement. Then the blonde stood and introduced herself. Inali and Kutseena sat back briefly and looked around at the class. Both had clearly seen that Professor Lupin had a thing for the blonde, Astrid, and she for him. Neither twin blamed either one of them, and actually thought it a good match, look wise anyway. Not personally knowing either one, who knew if it was good all the way around.<br><br><em>“This will be…”</em><br><br><em>“… an interesting class.”</em> <br><br>Both twins nodded, then turned to other students. Kutseena turned to Albus. “My brother tells me you are a most interesting person. You seemed very Comanche at the Orientation he was at the other day. And today, I agree with Professor Lupin's comment. Also very Comanche to admit such in front of others.”<br><br>Inali turned to Quen. “Seems I share two classes with you. One as a fellow student, one as my professor. Are you taking any other classes?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 01:30:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Albus tried not to glow too much at Teddy’s compliment, yes he supposed it was a bit of a big step for him to come out and admit his doubts in front of the class. He loved the way that Teddy could easily find something nice to say about someone and put them at ease. He felt that he had a lot he could learn from his older brother, so he was glad he had taken this class after all. There was nothing to fear about embarresment that you couldn’t best with careful analysis and action (part of him knew this attitude would not last for long, but ups and downs are natural). He listened with interest to the rest of the students, the blonde girl, Astrid, when she spoke he noticed something in Teddy. Albus smiled slightly to himself, he was usually oblivious to these things but he knew Teddy quite well, he liked the girl. Knowing his godbrothers charm and the way she was acting Albus was sure she liked him too. Now if Albus could only learn some charm of his own…<br><br>After Teddy finished speaking and announced that the students could mingle (relief, no actual philosophy of sex today) Albus, turned to greet Inali, but found that Kutseena had actually turned to speak with him. He felt himself blushing a little when she told him he seemed very Comanche, it seemed like it would be a big compliment for her. “Umm thank you Kutseena, that a great compliment to pay to a Pale Face indeed. I know the magical culture your people practice is quite different, probably more enlightened then the foolishness I have to deal with back in Enlgand.” He looked at her and gave her a rare, genuine smile “I admire the way you carry yourself in this new place, I would be nervous, but you are strong. Do you like it here?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 01:54:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History and Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr>Kutseena studied Albus as he spoke. She could see why her twin liked him. There was an inner strength in this one; he just needed to be able to connect with it. A chuckle bubbled up, causing Inali to look over at her briefly, grin and return his attention back to Quen. She liked how this one didn’t mince his words. She gave him a smile in answer to his own and a slight shrug. “I do not yet know. I have found where my classes are to be and my cousin’s ‘class room’ if it can truly be termed such. My sleeping room and that is really about it.” <br><br>She paused and looked him over thoughtfully. “Mua has also informed us we may hunt on the grounds. You should join us sometime.”&nbsp; Inali looked at his sister again with a slightly quirked brow. Interesting. He turned away again, leaving her to her conversation. “As for our ‘enlightened’ ways…” She shrugs again. “There’s nothing really enlightened about it. Our Peoples have lived in Harmony with the Land since Turtle brought mud up to form it, why should we keep things hidden from our own?” She knew all too well what he’d meant. Too often the twins had had problems at SWI for their way of thinking about Muggles and Witchery.<br><br>Her face looked slightly troubled for a moment before clearing. “I have to admit that I do not understand why your non-Magical People find Witches and Wizards so hard to take or believe. There is magic everywhere and in everything. Why is that so hard to understand?” She looked curious to see his response.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 02:21:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Astrid, Ravenna<br><hr>As Inali moved to speak to him he smiled.&nbsp; <strong>"Ah, alas, no I am not currently enrolled in any other classes, though I have interests I just don't have the time."</strong>&nbsp; He did have a time turner but was unsure what others would think of him using it here.&nbsp; <strong>"I have taken a few last year though."</strong>&nbsp; He turned his attention back to the professor taking care not to let his hand slip and touch the other student's on accident.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 02:47:29</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History and Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali nodded at Quen’s words. He left Quen to his concentrations and mulled over his words thoughtfully while keeping half an ear on his sister’s conversation. He supposed being a teacher took up a lot of time and made taking classes hard without some sort of time device or spell. But those could be tricky and potentially dangerous if improperly employed. He frowned as a stray family story came to mind. But his face quickly cleared and his thoughts turned elsewhere. <br><br>Inali stretched out at his desk, Legs crossed at the ankles and his ass just perched on the chair bottom while his shoulders rested comfortable on the back. He brought his arms up and laced his fingers behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. His thoughts turned again and came to rest on Rose Weasley and their tour of the Castle. That had been fun. She was an interesting person too. He might consider taking her on a hunt. Something told him she might actually get a kick out of it. Maybe not the killing of something, but the joy of the chase, possibly. <br><br>He was a bit surprised Kutseena invited Albus to hunt when they hadn’t fully explored the grounds yet and got a feel for them. But then, Mua had been here going on three years now, so he supposed a hunt wouldn’t be too bad as long as he was along. He briefly looked at Quen. He remembered he had expressed an interest in at least coming along for a hunt. He sat back upright and proper in the chair and cleared his throat briefly. “Mua has informed us we may hunt here. Still interested in see such a thing?” He kept his expression neutral. If Quen wanted to go, then it would be because he was actually interested, not for any other reason.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 02:58:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali Sai<br><hr>As he put his quill and parchment away, clearly not needing them today, he smiled at Inali.&nbsp; Being both teacher and student did pre-occupy him, but since he was only a teacher part of the time, he was allowed days for the other professor to teach instead of him.&nbsp; Quen watched as inali stretched, the sinews of his body moving in only the way a man's anatomy could and then focused back on something else.&nbsp; That just so happened to be the top of his desk, which should hold no interest at all.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Of course I am still interested.&nbsp; It would be fun to see and be a part of."</strong>&nbsp; He gave a grin, happy that he had been invited and would get to see such extraordinary things in real time rather than textbooks and moving pictures in them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:15:00</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>She didn't fight him as Teddy lowered her to her own feet, though she did growl at him softly when she felt him leaving her body! She didn't want him free of her, she wanted him inside of her, and even the short separation to change positions left her frustrated and wanting to lay nails to flesh. She didn't get that chance however as he spun her and leaned her across his desk once more, this time with her ass in the air facing him! She couldn't help the small laugh of delight that the change brought to her lips, knowing how much more leverage the angle would give him!<br><br>She wasn't wrong. When he drove back into her it pulled a low cry from her lips and made her claw at the top of the desk the way she wanted to claw at him! Whatever she might have thought to say, however, was halted when his hand gripped her hair, arching her neck and back, drawing a ragged breath while trying to look at him from her arched position. With her hips against the desk she used it for leverage, her legs straining as she stood on her toes and rolled her body to meet his and hungry little mewlings parted her lips.<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin, Inali, Sutseena, Quen, Albus, Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>Suddenly free to simply socialize, Astrid felt slightly at a loss. She didn't really know most of the students, and the one she did know slightly, Quen, she knew as a Professor...it didn't make for the easiest means of socializing. Despite her bubbly nature, the initial introductions and starting a conversation were the hardest for her, once she got going she was fine however. <br><br>Looking around she realized that the only one's not in active conversation were herself, Teddy, and the dark haired beauty Ravenna. Deciding she'd been obvious enough in her comments and glances at their Professor, she turned her attention away from him, for now, and let her gaze settle on Ravenna. Giving the other girl a warm smile she moved to be able to speak to her better, choosing an open desk near the other young woman, but not so close as to be invading her personal space.<br><br>"Good morning. I don't think we've met before, as I said, I'm Astrid," she said offering her hand in greeting before continuing, "So what made you decide to take the class? The actual description, or the rumors that persist about it?" she asked, her eyes dancing with mirth as she thought about he wild rumors that never ceased to circulate despite Teddy's disclaimer about the class.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:19:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed Class<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Thoughts to Self<br><strong>Time:</strong> Arrival Day <br><hr>Inali smiled, almost it was a grin, but he caught it in time. He cocked his head thoughtfully. Kutseena didn’t have her Apparition class until later in the day. He too was free until about the same time. He also knew Mua only taught one class, leaving the rest of his day free. He turned to Kutseena. <em> “Hunt after class?”</em> He watched his sister give a start at the question then give the grin he hadn’t along with a nod. He turned back to Quen. “Busy after class?”<br><br>Now it was Kutseena’s turn to listen with half an ear to her brother’s conversation. She waited along with Inali to see what Quen had to say. Be a shame if he couldn’t go. But they could always go another time with him if he couldn’t make this one. She was a bit surprised her brother was suggesting such a thing so soon. After all they didn’t know the grounds well yet. Thoguh with Mua along, it shouldn’t be too dangerous. She’d only thrown the offer out to Albus as a general feel. She hadn’t thought to actually bring others they’d be responsible for so soon. Inali wasn’t usually this quick and that puzzled her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:24:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr>Somehow it seemed she had once again disincluded herself and made herself an outcast.&nbsp; Great.&nbsp; She gave a sigh, just in time to see Astrid smile at her.&nbsp; She returned the smile, not knowing the girl would come socialize until she actually got up and approached.&nbsp; Ravenna sat up and Smiled as she sat near her.&nbsp; <strong>"I don't think we have.&nbsp; My name is Ravenna.&nbsp; Well, you know that though.&nbsp; Ravenna Black."</strong>&nbsp; She turned to better hold the conversation and spoke again after Astrid asked her question.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"The description on the syllabus is what caught my eye, but I like trying new things as well.&nbsp; what made you decide to take it?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:28:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali Sai<br><hr>He had caught it, a glimpse of a smile from the native man.&nbsp; It was rather stunning, but he didn't say so.&nbsp; <strong>"I have a free period.'</strong> he said stifling a flirtatious grin.&nbsp; There was no danger in Quen's eyes, or at least nothing he couldn't handle if need be.&nbsp; <strong>'what is it you normally hunt?"</strong> He asked Inali, curious as to the answer as he wasn't the hunter type
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:38:10</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena<br><br><hr><br>Albus liked the way that Kutseena was forthright and honest like her brother, certainly not one to get mixed up in small talk, and she seemed to respond to his straight talk with good humor. Most people probably would have thought it polite to claim they loved the campus already, but he could tell that when he asked her a question, he was going to get a real answer. When she invited him to come hunting he was quite happy, he wasn't sure how sure she was of her invitation, but it seemed like it meant she at least found him interesting.<br><br>He listened carefully to her explanation about the Comanche ways he had mentioned, not saying anything but absorbing the words and thinking about them. At his time at the Ministry, Albus had realized that the people there had a tendency to blab about other cultures they knew nothing about, and not listen to explanations. More than once, he had actually seen a Ministry official explaining to someone about that person’s own culture, while the foreigner politely smiled and tried to pretend they weren't horribly offended. “Yes,” he said, she had finished speaking “Perhaps saying enlightened was a poor choice of words. But it certainly is more straight forward” Albus had political views that would seem rather radical to the Ministry establishment; he supported a policy of breaking down the barriers between the Magical and Muggle world. Even his parents were a little uneasy about his zeal on the subject, despite all of the radical notions they had brought to the wizarding world (he still smiled every time he thought of his father’s stories about Aunt Hermione and house elf equality) it was still too radical of an idea for them. He noted Kutseena’s moment of consternation before she asked him about European Muggles, and why they found it so hard to believe in magic. He thought about his answer for a second before answering.<br><br>“I must confess, I myself consider myself a skeptic, I don’t readily accept notions that are new to me, perhaps something in my culture an upbringing. But I do understand what you mean, I would like to think, that even if I was not born a wizard, I would have been able to see what is there in everything. I feel like it would take a sort of blindness not too. Part of it is our fault, we work hard to keep them blind.&nbsp; Their culture has become a machine built to keep these new ideas out, anyone who thinks they might see something others cannot, they are treated as different, possibly insane.” Albus shrugged and shook his head “I really cannot give a better answer than that. That a whole culture would become so willingly blind like that, it is sad, I hope to change it one day, they have accomplished so much without magic, and are capable of so much more, if they opened their eyes” Albus paused, realizing that he was going into lecture mode. It had been a while since he had spoken to someone who would engage in such interesting conversation. He decided to be quiet again and see what she would say.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:46:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>Still smiling, Astrid filed the girls last name away. It had pushed some sort of button in the back of her mind, but she couldn't immediately place why and simply put it away for further speculation at a later time. She didn't put much stock in names really though, they were interesting things to know, but she didn't believe in judging people based on their parents. If she did she'd probably have been far too in awe of Teddy to have been able to get close to him! <br><br>Laughing softly at the question she shot a glance over her shoulder and pointed at the Professor in question, "I decided to take it because of a conversation with Professor Lupin. There are some crazy rumors about this class, but he assured me they were <em>all</em> false and that the class really was a discussion of different attitudes and mores across different cultures and time periods. I had some free time in my schedule so I figured it couldn't hurt to check it out.<br><br>Do you mind me asking what else your interested in, academics-wise?" she asked, sounding slightly uncertain, she didn't know how private this girl might be and certainly didn't want to step on her toes by asking something she didn't want to share!
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:51:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr><strong>"Sounds like a very valid reason to take the class, plus sex and peoples views on it is fascinating to me."</strong>&nbsp; She shuffled her feet a bit, taking care to not knock her bag over and smiled at the girls next question.&nbsp; <strong>"Well, I like art and Defense against dark arts, those are my main interests."</strong>&nbsp; She didn't mind being open to a few people it was just large crowds she would certainly keep her secrets from.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"What tower are you in?"</strong> She asked out of curiosity, herself being part of the earth tower, but her dorm being toward the dungeon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 04:51:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>"What kind of art?" Astrid asked, scooting to the edge of her seat and clearly interested in the answer."It's a running joke in our house that the only artistic bones in my body, are for looking. I will never have the skill to create beauty, but I have the heart to appreciate it," she added with a small grin on her lips. "I'm not particularly into the Defense classes myself, though I think we should all know the basics. My passion though is Potions. There's something so satisfying about a Potion coming out exactly as I want," she said, her eyes slightly distant as if seeing a simmering cauldron in her mind's eye.<br><br>Hearing the other girls question she grinned, "I'm in the North Tower, though my Dorm seems like it's nowhere near it most days!" she added with a soft laugh. "You?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 05:37:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr><strong>'I like natural and abstract art. Im very eclectic, taste-wise"</strong>&nbsp; Ravenna could appreciate a friend that could give her ideas on art, as well as her own art.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had a slight grin as Astrid spoke of her affinity to potions. <strong>"I can't wrap my head around potions as well as spell-work."</strong>&nbsp; She stood and sat on the desk talking to Astrid, grateful to have a friend.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Oh! and about the tower.&nbsp; I am North tower as well.&nbsp; We should hang out outside of classes. maybe have a dorm sleepover."</strong> She knew it sounded childish but it could be fun.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 05:48:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>"Good, when I'm having a spell problem, I'll ask you for help! When you need help with a Potion, just let me know," Astrid said, all but beaming. She liked this girl and was more than willing to make a new friend. "I'd love it if you let me see your work sometime, I am always amazed at people who have artistic talent...and a little envious. The closest I'll get is in brewing the perfect Potion...though that can be a thing of beauty too depending on what you're making!" she added with a slightly mischievous grin that said that some of her Potions might not fall into a category that anyone would call beautiful. Some of the harder Potions were fairly nasty pieces of work but she adored a challenge!<br><br>"Hanging out sounds like fun, and so does a sleepover. If we've got a matching free day we could make a day of it, hit the city, maybe a couple of clubs and then crash at your place, or mine," she offered already getting ahead of herself in making plans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 06:01:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr>Ravenna was already opening up to her new friend. something that was rather strange.&nbsp; <strong>"It is a deal."</strong> Ravenna said, tucking her hair behind her ear.&nbsp; <strong>"Most of my work is in sketchbooks and in my dorm but of course I can show you."</strong>&nbsp; She pulled from her bag a hand held mirror, with a silver handle and backing.&nbsp; It was a special mirror created by her mother.&nbsp; <strong>"Show me.. My art."</strong> and with that the mirror glowed violet and images of her work floated across the mirror.&nbsp; the mirror would show anything she asked it too, but she told no one this.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"So true!&nbsp; Some potions are hard as crap.&nbsp; And we should. I have a free day tomorrow and two this weekend. Ohhh what size do you wear? I have a few outfits that would look great on you.&nbsp; &nbsp;Some I designed myself, If you would be interested."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 11:36:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><br>Kutseena grinned at Albus. “Not so much a poor choice of words. Just an interesting way of looking at it. I do not see it as enlightened, possibly because it is how I was raised and how I live. As my People have done since our known history.” She listened as he spoke a thoughtful look on her face as she absorbed his words. She nodded finally as he finished. “There has been much accomplished without magic, true. And it is sad that one part of your People live so blindly. But what I find to be truly tragic is that you have chosen to live separately. Perhaps that is the difference. The Original Peoples of my land do not live separately. We are a whole as communities, cultures, Tribes, and Peoples. Be we Comanche, Cherokee, Sioux, or other descendants of the True Sons and Daughters of the Americas. That does not mean individuals do not have their secrets, but as a whole we hide nothing from each other. Our Shamans, Wise Men and Women,” her face clouds briefly, but quickly clears, “Healer, Hunt Leaders, all use magic in some form. Even our ‘Muggles’ have their own magics.” <br><br>Having heard Quen’s reply to Inali she cocks her head and smiles at Albus. “Free after class? Seems Inali is itching for a hunt. I must admit, I’m getting a bit hungry myself.”<br><br>“Wonderful!” The smile was no mistake this time on Inali’s face. “Deer usually. Though we have hunted boar, bear, squirrel, and rabbit. The buffalo were long gone by the time we were born. Horse is not too bad, but I hate to kill such a useful animal unless there’s no choice.” He paused and grew thoughtful for a moment. “We once went to Alaska and stayed with the Eskimos, moose is a hard one to hunt, but good eating. Elk’s not too bad. Snake and frog legs are pretty good too. Possum and armadillo are tough. Various birds are ok, not my favorite.” He pauses once more. “But all that’s for eating. We’ve hunted other things, but hopefully that will not become an issue here.”<br><br>Clearly the man was in his element when it came to the topic of hunting. One could tell by listening that it was a subject he was well versed in, and close to his heart. Or maybe more like his stomach, but that was pretty close to the heart, so maybe it counted. He definitely took some pride in the one mundane thing he could do well. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 16:57:14</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Teddy was quite aware of how much Astrid wanted him in her, she had already made that abundantly clear. Which is why he had made the transition to the new position so quick, that and he just wanted to in her just as much as she wanted him. Her laugh when she is bent over the desk elicits a low laugh of his own, clearly she understands how it will affect her experience and likes it. It mildly surprises him, as does this whole encounter as he only knew her as a sweet quiet girl before. He however does not care where she got her knowledge and previous experience, at this moment all he cares about is that she is there with him now and like this.<br><br>After several minutes of hard fucking and abusing her breast. Teddy drags his hand roughly along Astrid's luscious body letting his nails scrape over her skin as they move up her ribs to her back then down along her spine. His other hand remains firmly gripped in her hair. Now he wants to truly test just how wild she is willing to be. When his hand reaches the base of her spine&nbsp; his thumb slide between her perfectly shaped and firm ass cheeks. When its tip reaches her tight little hole it presses and rubs. Then coinciding with his cock plunging deeply into her channel he presses his thumb into her other opening. A deep moan escapes him as he feels her flesh gripping his thumb tightly.</div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> None, Open<br><br><hr><br>Leaning against his desk Teddy is expecting to have to go to Albus' aid in getting him into a conversation with some of the other students. He however does not want to do so too quickly so waits for a bit to see what happens. The fact that nobody has come to him does not surprise him as he knows will always be a difference with him being older and the instructor. In past three years that he has done this on the first day of class he has only really conversed with one student who had ended sitting alone for awhile he had gone to that student. He looks around the room pleased that it looks like everybody is settling in to converse, and happily surprised when his eyes come back to his brother to see that Kutseena has made the leap to engage Albus and he appears to he handling himself quite well.<br><br>When Astrid moves over to talk with Ravenna Teddy has mixed feelings. One he is glad she is making the effort to get to know somebody else and hopefully make a new friend. However a part of him hoped she would come talk to him even though they already know each other. He thinks though perhaps it is better that they not have a private conversation in the room full of other people due to their high attraction to each other. Oh she is definitely going to be a distraction in class, a very pleasant distraction, but a distraction none the less.<br><br>Seeing that all the students have pretty much paired off to talk mildly saddens Teddy, because like most humans he craves social interaction and does not like being left out, but he understands. Wanting to get involved he listens to bits and pieces of the conversations around him looking for a place he could politely join in. Albus and Kutseena provide him an almost perfect topic with different way Europeans and the native Americans deal with the wizards and muggles. Especially when she asks why they are keep so separate. Teddy definitely has an opinion on that subject and almost joins in, but stops himself. It might be perceived as butting in and Albus may see it as interfering and real needs to do this on his own so he can know that he is capable of doing it on his own for the future. He thinks about joining his fellow teacher, Quen and Inali, but again that is too close to Albus. He looks over at Astrid and Ravenna, but realizes that going over there could harm the relationship he has just started with the beautiful blonde. Even if he is just craving social interaction it could be seen as being too clingy and he knows from personal experience how that can ruin a relationship.<br><br>With a small barely audible sigh Teddy stands up from his desk and moves around to his chair. He sits down and pulls it up so that he is setting at his desk properly and pulls out his papers to start going over his plan for the next class. Seeing what he has planned he grins to himself and looks up at the two siblings thinking about the odd coincidence. His plan is to start the lessons discussing the big debate a few decades ago in America about same sex marriages, and here in his class are two Native Americans. Yes, this is going to be an interesting new term.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 00:15:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, <br><br><hr><br>Albus nodded thoughtfully at Kutseena’s words “Yes I see, you have given me much to think about. For you this is a way of life but for the people around here it is a new and dangerous idea” He would need to take note of this, he had little to add until he had time to think on the matter more. He smiled at her invitation to go hunting, “Well I was not planning on doing anything after, class, although I have enver hunted before. I would love to join you as long as I won’t get in your way.” In fact, he was slightly worried he would make a fool of himself with his lack of knowledge in the matter, but he set that aside for the moment. He heard Inali start talking about hunting and couldn’t help but to chuckle a little, it was interesting to see Inali excited about something, and talking so much about it. Obviously he was in his element talking about hunting, it even broke down his stoic exterior. “I’d certainly love to learn more about hunting,” Albus said “I’ve never caught something myself in my entire life” <br><br>Albus turned to see what Teddy was doing, he noticed that his godbrother was standing off by himself. Very odd and uncharacteristic off him. Albus noticed that Astrid was busy talking to another student, perhaps Teddy was dejected not having anyone to talk to, or not getting a chance to talk to Astrid. Albus furrowed his brow in concern. Normally it was him sitting by himself while Teddy was having fun socializing. Albus turned back to Kutseena “The Professor of my course is my godbrother, we were raised together. I do not know why he is sitting by himself it is not like him. I must go talk to him briefly, I’ll return in a moment” <br><br>Albus walked over to Teddy’s desk and smiled a t him “Hey Proff-, uh Teddy, I don’t even know what to call you ha” Albus smiled at Teddy trying to keep a good humor even though he didn’t know what to say “Umm well, how are you? It’s not like you to be sitting on a desk by yourself while everyone else is talking.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 00:17:02</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>The feel of nails dragging over flesh draws a low cry from Astrid's lips, the sound filling room and just loud enough that it could filter out into the hall, though with it being Arrival day, the odds of anyone being near a Professor's office to hear that cry are slim. For just a second it runs through her mind that a spell to muffle sound around the office might be handy if they do this here again. The all thought is gone once more as she feels his thumb, feel sit pressing against her most guarded opening and whimpers softly. With eyes flashing wide she manages to look to him over her shoulder, uncertain if he is serious, or merely teasing!<br><br>With her entire body trembling under him, she soon has her answer! As his cock fills her, that thumb pushes past her tight ring, drawing a fresh cry from her lips and making her body buck underneath him! Even she isn't certain if she's trying to throw him off, or take him deeper, the new sensation is utterly overwhelming and she can't stop herself from clenching her entire body around both of the appendages invading her body. Her lips open, but no words come out, just small whimpers met with the sound of her nails scoring into the wood of his desk.<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna, Teddy (mentioned)<br><br><hr><br>Astrid blinked in surprise when her new friend pulled out a mirror and demanded that it show her her art. She knew making such objects was possible of course, she just wasn't skilled in that area herself and the mirror amazed her almost as much as what it was showing! Her innate curiosity made it difficult not to just snatch the mirror so she could look it over, but she managed to keep her hands to herself and look, instead, at the imaged the mirror was showing her...and soon was more enthralled with the artwork than the magic mirror!<br><br>Only when the mirror was done showing all of Ravenna's sketches did Astrid look up to meet the other woman's gaze, her own full of appreciation and awe and her voice filled with sincerity, "I don't know which of your parents you should credit, but you clearly got a gift from one of them! Those sketches are amazing," she said with just a trace of envy at her new friends skill. It hadn't been false modesty whens he said she couldn't draw to save her life, artwork just wasn't one of her talents.<br><br>At the question about clothing, however, she actually blushed just slightly before answering, "I think that, technically, I'm a size four, but when you're as short as I am," she said and kicked off the four inch heels she made it a habit to wear to hide her lack of height and standing to emphasize what she meant about being short, "You tend to start ignoring sizes and just buy things you like and have them tailored to fit. I can do basic modifications myself, hemming skirts or pants that sort of thing, and my Mom knows a fantastic seamstress who fixes everything else for me," she added with a small shrug and a slight laugh as she slid her shoes back on, instantly gaining the height she wore them for. "I'm happy to try anything you want me to. Heck, if you decide to design things for short people I'll be happy to be you're sizing mannequin!" she added with a bright laugh as she slid back into her seat. <br><br>For just a second she cast a glance up toward the front of the room and felt a slight pang that Teddy was by himself, but that had to be one of the pitfalls of being the Professor. Still she made a mental note to track him down later and flashed him a warm smile when she sees one of the other students (Albus she thinks it was) walking up to talk to him, before turning her full attention back to Ravenna.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 01:19:34</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><br>Kutseena nodded at Albus’ words. “Exactly.” She shook her head at his worry over joining the hunt. “Do not worry. We have hunted with many an unskilled before. We have not lost an observer yet. Plus, we’ll have Mua with us.” <br><br>She sat back as Albus looked to the Professor. She had noted earlier as he had looked around the room and then sat behind his desk. At one point it had seemed he had wanted to join their conversation, but then decided not to for some reason. She nodded as Albus excused himself and went to speak with the man. Like Inali had before, Kutseena stretched out in her chair and contemplated the ceiling as her thoughts turned over what she already had learned of the grounds around the castle.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 01:56:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr>Ravenna laughed gently.&nbsp; <strong>"My mother.&nbsp; She and my father had me at young ages, but I have never met my father.&nbsp; My mother was actually the one to craft this mirror.&nbsp; Mainly to check up on me, or me to keep an eye on her."</strong>&nbsp; She smiled and giggled as girlfriends in school do, and beamed brightly, slipping her mirror back in her bag.&nbsp; <strong>"Well of course I will. perhaps When we hang out I can make a few garments."</strong>&nbsp; She watched the way Astrid looked at the professor and a coy smile lifted at her lips, not giving way to the knowledge she was slowly placing together.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 02:01:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali<br><hr>Quen smiled as he was told the diversity of their hunting habits.&nbsp; <strong>"Ah, well perhaps if you, or both you and your sister come for private lessons concerning transfiguration or any other subjects I am well at you can teach me things about hunting.&nbsp; I would like to learn to defend myself and I am sure you wouldn't mind reversing roles so that I can become the student. "</strong>&nbsp; Quen loved learning new things and this was his way in immersing himself in it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 04:18:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>"Knowing nothing about her, but that she made that mirror for you, I'd have to say your Mother is incredibly talented as well. It's a beautiful piece of craftsmanship! Not knowing your Father must have been hard, but it sounds like you and your Mother get along, and she must love you quite a lot to have made something so beautiful so you two can keep in touch," she added and instantly wanted to take back any comments about Ravenna's family. She didn't feel she knew the girl well enough yet to say anything more and hoped she wouldn't be offended by what she had said!<br><br>She didn't miss the coy smile that curved the other woman's lips and felt a slight blush color her cheeks, unless she asked, Astrid wouldn't just blurt out anything, but she wouldn't lie if Ravenna asked either. Instead of offering any comment on that smile she continued discussing clothes, "I'd love to see what you've designed regardless of if it's for short people or not," she a said with a soft laugh, trying to distract Ravenna from any thoughts of the smile she'd shot at Teddy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 04:43:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr><strong>"She does have her own talents, especially cooking.&nbsp; She makes the most amazing cakes."</strong>&nbsp; He mother was greatly talented at cooking and had a love for potions.&nbsp; she was particularly good at love potions and truth serums, but she was sure that her mother wouldn't have used those things on her father at their young age... or would she?&nbsp; <strong>"It is quite the nifty object. it can do a few things."</strong>&nbsp; She hadn't offended Ravenna and it was quite nice to be able to release such thoughts out into the universe.&nbsp; <strong>"I will have her make a cake for when we hang out so that you can take a taste for yourself. "</strong><br><br>Speaking of the sleepover, that would be when she asked the questions about the obvious connection with the professor.&nbsp; It was a subject for closed doors.&nbsp; <strong>"Yes, of course.&nbsp; Any favorite styles or colors?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 08:05:36</strong>
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				Name: Rose Weasley<br>Position: Student/Teaching Assistant, Potions<br>Location: Castle Grounds, Forest<br>Tagged: Kiran Reed<br><hr><br>Rose smiled in return as she maintained speed beside Kiran as they ran. "Its hard sometimes to find a partner to run with, at least someone who can keep up with you," she spoke, blushing a bit at his compliment. With her schoolwork and Quidditch, it left little time for her to socialize. Even after graduating from Hogwarts, she took a few jobs here and there, often working in Florishim and Blotts bookstore or helping out at Weasley Wizarding Wheezes when they got super busy close to the start of the new school year. "I've found some Muggle exercises to be quite invigorating. Helps keep me in shape for playing Quidditch."<br><br>Glancing over at Kiran, her blue eyes studied him more closely. She found him to be handsome. The sweaty shirt didn't deter her from her thoughts. Realizing what she was thinking made her blush a bit. "Perhaps, we could go running more often, together, I mean."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 12:40:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Noone<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali smiled quietly as he realized he’d gotten a bit out of hand in his explanations. His gaze dropped briefly as he worked to get himself back under control. When Quen spoke he looked back up and listened to his words. He nodded. “That is fair. I will gladly teach you to hunt. It is a useful skill. Not only will you always be able to feed yourself, but it can be altered to protect yourself as well should the need arise.” <br><br>Suddenly an odd noise came from Kutseena and Inali whipped around to look at her, but she was still staring up at the ceiling, her expression absolutely blank, her thoughts her own. Inali’s eyes narrowed but she didn’t even look his way, apparently lost in her own thoughts. He knew better but turned back to Quen. “If I may ask, besides Transfiguration, what else are you versed in?”<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Any and None<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Mua watched quietly as the students got to know each other. They were hesitant at first, but eventually they warmed up as young people stuck together have a tendency to do. He was perched on the table again and still as only an Indigenous of his land could be. Class would end soon and he knew Kutseena and Inali would be showing up soon as their class was over. The three of them had spent yesterday familiarizing the twins with the grounds. It would be good to have his cousins to hunt with this year. He’d hunted the past two years by himself, and he looked forward to the change.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 18:26:48</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Kiran/Athena - Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Athena Stargazer-Smith<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Outside the Dorms<br></div><br><strong>"Yeah, I don't think most students would be able to handle any more pestering when it comes their schooling. Parents are bad enough, if you ask me,"</strong> Kiran responded jokingly, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he turned his gaze back to the brunette. He couldn't imagine how it would have been if his parents were famous <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> on top of their current success. That would have been an absolute nightmarish kind of pressure to handle, he thought. Just imagining it gave him the chills.<br><br><strong>"London, eh?"</strong> With a smile he began to tell her, <strong>"It's a nice place to grow up. In the suburbs, at least. Lot of culture there, but pubs and clubs aren't too shabby either, for folks our age. While I'd say Amsterdam is more diverse and exciting, London has more the character you'd expect from an old, European capital city, like Paris or Berlin."</strong><br><br>After a brief pause, he added with a grin, <strong>"Don't get me started on the weather though. It's bloody dreadful most of the time."</strong><br></div></div><br><div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Rose Weasley<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br></div><br><strong>"Not surprising. I think magic, much like technology, can give people the tendency to become lazy,"</strong> Kiran responded with a soft laugh. It was true though. When you can just make things happen with a flick of the wrist it generally doesn't help the motivation people have to put physical effort into pretty much anything. Things like cleaning the Muggle way or working out for the sake of staying fit are often discarded because of it. That's why none of Kiran's friends ever worked out with him. Right now he was probably the most healthy and fit of them all, despite being just as capable to party and drink the night away on a Friday evening.<br><br><strong>"I've seen you play back when we were still in Hogwarts. In my opinion you were the best Keeper the school had,"</strong> he told Rose when she mentioned Quidditch, giving her an honest complement. While Quidditch and Dueling were two entirely different sports, he held great respect for any talented and driven player.<br><br>For a moment he focused his attention on the path ahead of them again, if only to make sure he wouldn't be suddenly having himself a close encounter with a wild tree. When he glanced over at Rose a moment later he caught her blue-eyed gaze on him. It was a gaze he had seen girls give him before.<br><br><strong>"Sure, I'd love to go running with you more often, Rose,"</strong> he answered, giving her a smile. <strong>"And, hey, it doesn't just need to be running. If you want to have some fun or even just chat, you can always come to me. I'd welcome your lovely company any time."</strong><br><br>Rose Weasley was the sort of girl he wouldn't mind having around. Sporty, intelligent, dedicated and good on the eyes. These were all traits he knew she had and appreciated. If he hadn't fallen in love with Dueling as hard as he did back at the age of the fourteen, dedicating almost every free minute he had to the study and training of it, he would have started talking to the pretty redhead a lot sooner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 19:31:42</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Teddy's eyes meet Astrid's as she looks over her shoulder at with her wide beautiful eyes as he plunges both of his appendages into both of her openings. The way her body bucks against him has him briefly wondering if she is trying throw him off or suck him in deeper. The fact that she does not scream in pain or outrage and her whole body clenches to tightly grip both of his invasions into her body has him thinking the later. This pleases him greatly and shows in his wild grin and the fiery flash of his eyes. He withdraws his cock for another thrust but just leaves his thumb in place not wanting to move it while her muscles are still clenched. Her channel is fine while clenched as it is well lubricated and used to his intrusion, but where his thumb is not so prepared and he does not hurt her.<br><br>Teddy fucks his hot blonde with several hard thrusts without moving his thumb other than some flexing of the joint within her. Once he feels the muscles relax though he starts to match the thrusts of his cock with thrust of his thumb each time pressing it deeper. After a few such thrusts when he is almost completely out of her he drops a glob of saliva onto his thumb to moisten it and provide some lubrication before plunging back into her. He tugs her hair to the side to get her to look at him again when he can see her eyes again he growls, ”You like that don't you? Let me know you like that.”</div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid mentioned, Albus, Open<br><br><hr><br>As Teddy is setting alone at his desk musing about how interesting the class promises to be this year he glances toward Astrid again just in time to see her looking his way and giving him a warm smile. He returns the smile letting the pleasure that he gets from that small gesture show in his eyes. He tries to silently convey that he is fine and she should not worry about him, and continue developing her new friendship.<br><br>Then as the professor's eyes leave the sexy blonde he is surprised to see Albus approaching his desk. He smiles warmly at his younger brother with no sign of his earlier sadness showing. At the young man's words Teddy chuckles and shakes his head. ”Albus, relax just treat me as you would at any other gathering we would be at together.” The next words from Albus really surprise him, to find out that his usually socially awkward younger brother is concern about him amuses him and at the same time touches his heart. ”I'm fine, but thanks for your concern. This is slightly different than our usual social gatherings. Despite my wanting everybody to relax I am still the figure of authority and even we don't think about it still changes things. I try not to push anything and am happy to wait for students to include me. As long as none of you are left out I'm good. You seem to be doing quite well. You should get back to that beautiful Comanche, I'm sure you will find her more pleasant company than me. I'm fine really.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 23:57:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali<br><hr>Quen cracked a smile as he watched Inali calm himself again, hunting being a rather passionate subject.&nbsp; Hoping not to be out of line, Quen rested a hand on Inali's and said <strong>"It is okay, a show of passion for a subject is quite refreshing to see."</strong>&nbsp; He grinned as he explained the pros of Quen knowing how to hunt and Quen nodded retracting his hand.&nbsp; He turned to his sister and Quen felt as though he was missing something before Inali turned back to him.&nbsp; <strong>"Mainly that and defensive spells. Also some non verbal spells and I am an Animagi."</strong>&nbsp; He smiled hoping his touch hadn't offended Inali, though in his head, he wouldn't mind a bit more in a private setting but was unsure of the man's particular tastes so ignored his own.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 00:37:20</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali was slightly surprised by Quen’s familiarity, but hid it well. He reminded himself that White People didn’t have the upbringing in self-restraint that his People did. Instead he just smiled at Quen as he spoke. A familiar sensation ran through his body at Quen’s touch and disappointment when he removed it, but he hid that as well. He nodded thoughtfully as Quen listed off what magics he knew, but before he could respond Kutseena suddenly moved and leaned around him to look at Quen.<br><br>“Excuse me, Sir. But would you be inclined to teach me the Animagus Spell?” Her eyes danced with some sort of mischief and Inali gave a slight groan. He knew where this was going. He remembered how she had been disappointed that their studies excluded learning the Animagus Spell at Salem Witches Institute since they had concentrated more on learning what would have been more beneficial to the Tribe at their Mother’s insistence.<br><br>In retrospect, the Animagus Spell could come in handy, so he nodded in agreement. “I, too, wouldn’t mind that, and help with the Transfiguration. I have ideas for that one.” Kutseena’s eyes darted to Inali in surprise since he’d groaned at her query, but she said nothing as her eyes went back to Quen.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 00:43:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena<br><hr>He chuckled at Inali and Kutseena as she joined in their convo.&nbsp; <strong>"Of course I will.&nbsp; It isn't something learned overnight and is one of the hardest forms of transfiguration.&nbsp; But if you are up for it I can help."</strong> He smiled, his hand absentmindedly resting against Inali's again as his focus was mainly on the conversation and not witholding his inhibitions.&nbsp; <strong>"What sort of ideas do you have Inali?&nbsp; A specific animal perhaps?"</strong>&nbsp; He knew this kind of thing would take time, as it did him, but he wouldn't mind after class lessons.&nbsp; Perhaps a few private ones.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 02:33:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Kutseena noted Quen’s hand back near Inali’s and with the faintest of smiles she gave Quen a slight nod and a wink. “Thank you, Sir. Just let Inali know when you are free for me then.” With that she settled back in her chair and let her brother continue with his conversation. It seemed Quen had a liking for Inali, she really hoped something would work out; her brother was such a pain since his last relationship broke up. It would be good for him, and keep him off her back as well.<br><br>Inali gave his sister the strangest look as she withdrew from the conversation before centering back on Quen to answer him. “Oh, animal wise… Well, I’ll probably try to eventually learn to be like my name sake, Black Fox. That one,” a slight dip of his head towards Kutseena, “<em>will[/i[ work to become her name sake, Coyote. Mainly to give Mua a heart attack the first time.” He chuckled and shook his head before he explained that last. “Our cousin is a Were, but of the Coyote variety. And he’s always going on about how Kutseena was born in the wrong branch of the family.”<br><br>He paused a moment to gather his thoughts and noticed Quen’s hand near his own. He didn’t openly acknowledge it, worried of spooking Quen and making him withdraw once more. “It’s the Transfiguration actually I’m most interested in. I am pretty good with the Fire Whip Spell, and I’m hoping to be able to combine the two with some interesting results.” He gives Quen a smile and shrug. “At least that’s my hope. May be the two won’t be compatible at all.”<br></em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 03:20:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena<br><hr>Quen blushed a bit knowing, what Kutseena had seen, realizing what she had seen by what he felt.&nbsp; He kept his hand there, hoping that Inali hadn't noticed or perhaps he didn't mind.&nbsp; Maybe Inali liked his contact but he was sure the tough skinned man wouldn't tell him.&nbsp; That much was shown in his lack of emotion.&nbsp; After meeting him the previous night he had actually had a dream with him in it.&nbsp; a very hot dream that woke him up to an urge that only went unsatisfied.&nbsp; With that thought he swallowed, returning to the world around him to catch the conversation that persisted.&nbsp; He nodded to Kutseena <strong>"I will let him or yourself know but I am pretty open as long as im teaching.&nbsp; The professor over the Transfiguration department is pretty lax."</strong> He then turned to Inali.<br><br><strong>"That is an interesting animal but it is a good reason for choosing so."</strong>&nbsp; He wanted to lace his fingers with Inali to share perhaps an intimate moment... wait what was he thinking.&nbsp; <strong>"Ah&nbsp; I find it interesting that your cousin is a were and you choose to change from.&nbsp; Its nice, like even more support amongst the family.&nbsp; "</strong>&nbsp; He smiled nodding through the conversation amazed that he had a knack for a fire spell just as Quen did.&nbsp; Quen was adapt to two actually.&nbsp; Inali then did something he hadn't expected.&nbsp; His lips spread into a smile and it nearly took his breath.&nbsp; <strong>"All I can think of that would be compatable is fiendfyre, but that is dangerous and nearly uncontrollable... Would you want to go out sometime?"</strong>&nbsp; <em>Oh fuck.</em>&nbsp; What had just spilled from his lips.&nbsp; <strong>"Uh.. I mean.. lunch... or.. uh.."</strong> It was then he grew silent and went to withdraw his hand and hide in the nearest broom closet hoping to be stopped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 03:33:48</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, Quen<br><br><hr><br>Albus took in Teddy’s explanation with a concerned look on his face. Well he supposed this was a different situation then he had been used to seeing Teddy in, still it had seemed a little odd to him. But in the long run he would be fine he knew that. He blushed slightly when Teddy said he had been doing quite well on his own. He supposed he had been handling himself better than what Teddy was used to seeing. Albus sort of stood around awkwardly for a second wondering what to say. “Well Teddy, um, I just was to say, I’m glad I enrolled in this class” He reached out and gave Teddy and awkward brotherly pat on the shoulder. Albus felt a little embarrassed for getting so concerned, but he was glad his brother was doing fine, and happy that he checked.<br><br>With that he turned around and went back to the group. He overheard Inali talking to Professor McGonagall about the Animagus spell. That was one he had embarrassingly never managed to master, but he had done some interesting experiments with shape change potions. With mixed results. Albus took solace in the fact that his father had never managed to wrap his head around the Animagus spell either. There was something oddly vulnerable about becoming an animal, something that human beings are use to hunting and locking up in a cage.&nbsp; Albus decided to walk back to Kutseena who was sitting off to the side smiling at Inali and Professor McGonagall. Maybe she was happy he was making friends. Albus sat down next to Kutseena and cocked his in Inali’s direction “They seem to be getting along quite nicely, don’t they?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 03:50:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr>Kutseena turned to Albus as he returned and nodded. “I hope so.” She cocked her head towards Professor Lupin. “Everything ok?” She looked Albus over thoughtfully. “Family is everything; it is good you checked on him. Awkward as it seemed to you, it is good. Never abandon family.”<br><br>She paused and cocked her head again and her eyes seemed to scan something only she could see. She came back and refocused on Albus. “My time seems to be off here. Is it not about time for class to end?” She was still not adjusted to the time difference being on the other side of the world.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 04:25:41</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>Inali grabbed Quen’s hand lightning quick before he’d really moved it. His hold was firm, but very gentle. “Family is important and everything among the Comanche. We honour our ancestors and look to future generations.” He looked QUen in the eye and gave him a rare full, gentle smile. “Friends are important too.”<br><br>He paused and grew thoughtful. “As for fiendfyre, I have read about it. The possible danger does not concern me so much as some things I wish my fire whip capable of.” He gives a shrug. “But if you think it worth my learning, I am up for the challenge.”<br><br>He looked down at Quen’s hand. He had caught it in such a way that his hand sat atop Quen’s. His hand shifted just slightly, and their fingers were now interlaced and Inali’s thumb lightly grazed the palm of Quens from underneath. He looked back up at Quen and smiled again. “I would be honoured to go out sometime. Though you will have to choose where since I have not had the time to learn what is about.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 05:08:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena<br><hr>Before he could get far Inali grasped his hand firmly, but gently and it made Quen re-think his options.&nbsp; He sat back down and Listened to the wise words of the handsome man.&nbsp; We was told that family and friends were sacred to the Comanche people.&nbsp; It made his stomach feel fuzzy which could only be attributed to the excited feelings he was getting.&nbsp; <strong>"Well I am not going to put you in danger.&nbsp; I promise you, I will do everything I can to keep you safe and protected while you are around me.&nbsp; I do have a spell that perhaps I will teach you later on.&nbsp; It was passed to me and I can pass it on as well."</strong><br><br>His gaze followed Inali's as they both looked down at their hands.&nbsp; Instead of pulling away, Inali simply shifted his hand to match his own and interlaced fingers with him, his thumb gently stroking Quen's palm, and he smiled back at Inali.&nbsp; <strong>"Really... You would... Well then I can't wait.&nbsp; Maybe if you are free after hunting, I mean I don't know much about the things around campus, but maybe a picnic or something that way we can get to know each other outside of academics how does that sound?"</strong>&nbsp; He knew perhaps things were going fast but Inali didn't seem to mind it so much.&nbsp; He scooted a bit closer to Inali, in his seat as he kept a hold of his hand squeezing it ever so gently and softly rubbing his fingertips among the Comanche's skin, giving a smile and continuing the conversation.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 05:28:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Albus Potter<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali gave a slight shrug. “As I said, I am unconcerned with the dangers involved. Nothing worth anything is easy. And The Peoples do not fear Death. We know we go to the Happy Hunting Grounds to be reunited with Family, Friends, and Loved Ones. I would be honoured to learn the spell you are willing to share. I will use the knowledge wisely.”<br><br>Before he could reply to Quen’s suggestion of a picnic, Kutseena made a strange trilling sound that made Inali actually blush and shoot his twin a glare that should have vaporized her on the spot. She gave him a wide eyed innocent look, blinking owlishly at him before turning back to Albus with a huge grin on her face that her brother didn’t see, but knew was there. He shook his head and mutter something in Comanche that made Kutseena choke, but she wisely stayed focused on Albus. Turning back to Quen he looked apologetic. “Forgive my sister, sometimes she acts more White than Mua.” <br><br>That got him a serious slap on the back of the head that actually caused him to fall forward a bit. But it happened in the blink of an eye and anyone looking would see Kutseena still focused on Albus. Inali made no sound at the attack and when he resettled, there was a rather big grin on his face for having antagonized his sister. “A picnic sounds perfect. I would probably be more comfortable in such a setting than in a strange town.” His fingers danced along with Quen’s as they sat there holding hands as he spoke.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 05:40:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena<br><hr><strong>"Great, I will teach you all I can as long as you promise to do the same."</strong>&nbsp; He watched and listened, catching what seemed like a scoff from Kutseena which made him turn a few shades redder and he looked at their hands, missing the spat between siblings.&nbsp; He looked back up as He spoke again, making Quen laugh.&nbsp; <strong>"She is forgiven I assure you."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't catch the swift hand of Kutseena, but did catch Inali falling forward a bit, bringing up his other hand to gently cup his jaw to prevent him from getting hurt.&nbsp; <strong>"Sounds awesome.&nbsp; I would rather spend time in private settings anyway, plus it keeps us away from prying eyes.&nbsp; Maybe there is a waterfall or something near and we can take bathing suits, maybe swim and stuff.&nbsp; It could be fun."</strong>&nbsp; plus it gave him an excuse to maybe get on a more personal level and see how far his friend would be up for taking there friendship.&nbsp; <br><br>He didn't know where the time had gone, but he felt like the end of class was coming and he couldn't be more excited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 05:54:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>Inali missed Quen’s blush thanks to his sister, but he nearly stopped breathing when Quen’s hand cupped his jaw. The muscles in his jaw tightened slightly under Quen’s hand, the only indication of his reaction. Well, the only visible one at the moment, to which Inali was grateful for. On impulse he shifted his head the tiniest bit to give Quen’s palm a soft kiss, before he’d sat back upright.<br><br>He did turn a few shades of red though when Quen suggested swimming. “Hrm. And here we will find the first of our cultural differences.” He didn’t exactly look embarrassed, just concerned. “I do not own a bathing suit. I do not use them.” He wondered how Quen would take such news, after all, even though the attraction was there, they were still new to each other. “It is not our way.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 06:02:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena<br><hr>His sister would add a bit of humor if the relationship between the two of them flourished.&nbsp; If in the future He had the pleasure of calling her family that would be quite the interesting conversations going around them.&nbsp; It made him chuckle a bit thinking about it.&nbsp; Inali's jaw tensed in his hand which made him want to just lean in and press his lips firmly against Inali's but he didn't.&nbsp; He would wait until the picnic.&nbsp; His palm was kissed which made him match or perhaps rival the shades of red that inali's cheeks turned when Quen had mentioned swimming.<br><br><strong>"Well.&nbsp; Sometimes people just have to adapt.&nbsp; Im up for trying new things, but if you aren't going to wear a bathing suit then neither will I."</strong>&nbsp; Keeping the conversation low key so as to not disturb those around them with their conversation.&nbsp; Quen was the kind of guy that took the punches as they came and he surely wasn't going to let this one slip through his fingers.&nbsp; He had only been close to having one other relationship and it had failed miserably due to Quen.&nbsp; New or not, he would do what he felt in his heart and not let inhibitions to get in his way.&nbsp; He would be brave.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 06:15:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali liked red on Quen, it was rather cute, and he filed away in the back of his mind ways to make him blush more. “True enough. We have had to adapt to many new ways since going to SWI. That is just one thing that has never made much sense to me, unfortunately. Why wear something just to get it wet and make more laundry? And leather does not tend to like water overly much. Personally, I think it is more of love/hate thing between the two.” He grinned at the last. <br><br>Inali was a bit surprised at himself for how fast this was progressing; it was not how he normally worked. But for some reason, it felt right. And the fact that Quen didn’t seem to mind the pace was a big help. He was&nbsp; both comfortable enough with Quen already to be fairly open, and they just felt so compatible together. It had been a couple of years since Inali’s last relationship, and he was finding that he missed the closeness of someone to love, that wasn’t a relative.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 06:39:58</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita<br><hr><br>Sitting cross legged on the grass, Acacia had been digging around in her bag looking for her notebook and pen when Mua called her name. It was a good thing her head was cast downward, as it hid her blushing cheeks. Slowly she raised her head, to look at Mua. Biting her lower lip she rose to her feet after setting her bag aside. Walking towards him, her eyes connected with his for a moment, as she collected the amulets. Holding them carefully in her hands, she turned to walk towards each of her classmates giving out the amulets for them to wear. She was wearing the abalone, alabaster and meteorite necklace Mua had given her when they met few days ago.<br><br>Acacia heard a few gasps from her fellow classmates as the professor stripped down to his birthday suit. Glancing over her shoulder, then turned around fully to watch. While her facial expression seemed to appear to be a neutral mask, her chocolate brown held a hint of something, a flicker of desire. Shaking her head, she tried to shake out the images in her mind. She could hear some of the students talking amongst themselves about the assignment. It was something she wasn't particularly looking forward to. <br><br>As class was coming to an end, Acacia procrastinated, avoiding eye contact with the other students to avoid any conversations. Picking her bag, she slung the leather strap over her shoulder. Biting her lower lip, she walked over to Mua. Unsure of what to say, she sat on the table beside him, with her legs dangling over the edge swaying a bit. "So, I was wondering what arrangements there were for full moon tonight," she spoke, casting a sideways glance at him. It was a roundabout way of her asking for help while in her wolfen form. Since he was someone she was already familiar with, Acacia had a feeling it might make the night a little easier. She wasn't about to ask another student as she was afraid of what might happen with someone she didn't know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 11:39:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy, Quen<br><br><hr><br>“Yes everything seems fine” Said Albus gesturing in Teddy’s direction “I was worried for nothing I guess but I hope the gesture was worthwhile” He looked Kutseena over thinking about what she was saying, but also wondering about her. What makes a woman like this interested in talking to a man like him. They were of totally different backgrounds, and he was never one to really interest people, other than with his background of course. “Yes family is certainly important; it’s what’s with you no matter what. Although when it defines you at the expense of all else it’s hard not to wish…” Albus cut himself off, realizing that he was veering very close to self-pity territory. He wondered how much Kutseena knew of the war, of his father. He had been enjoying engaging with her on a level free of all that baggage and didn’t want to bring that up quite yet. <br>&nbsp; <br>Albus noticed Kutseena’s enjoyment of Inali and Professor McGonagall’s conversation; Albus turned his head over and noticed they seemed to be getting rather close. Albus had no idea how it was that two people who had just met had already started forming a connection. “They seem to grow closer.” He looked back at Kutseena with a wistful smile “That is a good thing.” Albus wondered, had Kutseena herself left someone special behind in America? Not exactly a question he could come right out and ask, but he found himself oddly curious about it. She certainly seemed to approve of Inali making new friends. “You are right though, class must be coming to an end soon. I’m sure Teddy wouldn’t mind if we left whenever we were ready.” Albus glanced at his brother to see if there was any objection, but doubted there would be. “I have enjoyed conversing with you Kutseena. When I try to talk of some matters to people around here, it seems that no one understand or is willing to listen. I would enjoy spending more time with you, and your brother off course” He managed to get it out without too much awkwardness, and he managed to look straight at her the whole time. Who knows maybe he could catch up to Teddy in socializing after all.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 12:04:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Mua watched as Acacia eventually made her way over to him and sat on the table. He tilted his head slightly to watch her as she sat there dangling her feet and talking. He pointed with his chin to her amulet. “As long as you wear that, even when you sleep, you do not have to worry about transforming. But if you wish, you can meet me here and I’ll stay with you through the night til morning. The twins will be coming here shortly to hunt, their probably about starved by now. But after that, I’ll be free for the rest of the day.”<br><br>Her question though reminded him that the other students needed to know as well about the amulets. So he turned and addressed the class as a whole. “Young Ones, Acacia has brought up a good question. Tonight is a Full Moon. As long as you are wearing the amulets you are given, you won’t have to worry about Changing tonight. But if you wish to do so, please be sure to make the safety of the forest before the sun sets. It is for both your protection, and those of the other students.”<br><br>With that said, he turned back to Acacia and smiled. His eyes traveled down to watch her feet swing for a moment. With a chuckle and a slight shake of his head, he brought his gaze back up to hers. “Are you settling in ok? If you wish, after class, I can show you where I stay, and if you need anything, you are welcome to come anytime. Day or Night.”<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sex Ed<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr>Kutseena’s eyes sharpened and she lost all amusement over Inali and Quen. She heard what he didn’t say. Softly she laid a hand on his arm near his elbow. “Yes, sometimes living in the shadow of family can be tough. But it can also be a boon. There is wisdom in the Elders who have done it before. But you do not have to let it define you.” Her eyes cloud briefly again as she thinks of her Mother, but she quickly comes back to the present and smiles at Albus. “We are each unique and must grow to be our own person. Sometimes, we must remind others and ourselves of that.” She gave a slight squeeze to his arm to emphasize her words, before removing her hand.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>She glanced over at Inali and Quen and then back at Albus. “So it would seem. Good. He needs a new relationship. His last one ended badly. It has been two Turings of the Seasons and it is time he looked again.” She left it at that and zeroed in on leaving early. About that time a soft rumble came from her belly and she gave a sigh at her body’s betrayal. “Then let’s do so. I have not eaten since Arrival Day.” She gathered her things and spoke to Inali. “Albus <em>says we can leave early. Meet you outside.”</em> she turned back to Albius. “Shall we?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 20:33:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Teddy<br><br><del></del><br><br>Albus had shot his hand out defensively when Kutseena had touched, but stopped when his fingers brushed against hers, which he realized were merely meant as a comfort. He flushed a little in embarrassment at his own sensitivity and jumpiness; he did not understand why a rational man like him would need to react in such a manner. Kutseena’s words were comforting; she seemed to understand what he had been getting at when he spoke of family. It seemed that she had some demons of her own as well. It was good to speak to someone who understood. Most of the time if he complained, he felt guilty for moaning about being born into a rich and powerful family. Even if people acknowledged it was a burden, they never really took the psychological effect of it seriously. <br><br>He was surprised when she said Inali’s last relationship had ended badly. He could see it happening, but to think of the stoic man so distraught about something was disheartening and humanizing at the same time. It seems the no one is too self-possessed or perfect to avoid being emotionally harmed by something. At the moment he found that thought comforting. Everyone had problems in their lives just like him. It might be petty to find comfort in that, but he did and that was all there was to say for it.<br><br>Albus raised his eyebrows in concern when Kutseena said she had not eaten since arrival day. “You have not? Inali either? Well that certainly can’t stand. Let us be off” He turned to Teddy and did his best to give him a smile “Teddy it seems that the twins are famished, they are going to hunt up some food and I’m going to accompany them. I look forward to the next class” He turned back to Kutseena “Not a bad first day of class I would say,” He said as he started to leave.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>18-05-2013, 20:48:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Teddy<br><hr><strong>"Well here I will be the one to adapt.&nbsp; I like you how you are.&nbsp; I do agree with the whole laundry thing though.&nbsp; I hate laundry."</strong><br>Inali grinned at him and he smiled, keeping his hand before Kutseena mentioned lunch and getting to leave early.&nbsp; <strong>"Well handsome it seems our hunting trip is going early."</strong>&nbsp; He stood with the group and departed with them after Albus told teddy of them leaving.&nbsp; He rubbed Inali's fingers gently with his own and smiled at Teddy, thanking him for the class even though it was just getting to know the others. <strong>"Professor I too am accompanying them, your class was delightful"</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>He was glad Inali felt comfortable around him and quite enjoyed his company, excited for what was to come.&nbsp; He then spoke to the group in general. <strong>"So where on the grounds is this hunting trip to take place?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 00:18:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall, Albus Potter, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Kutseena gave a shrug to Albus’ inquiry. “We still do not do well with White foods. We grew up in the Old Ways of our People.” She followed Albus out with a nod of respect to Professor Lupin. “No rather easy, and no homework. Always a plus I suppose.”<br><br>Inali gave a nod to Kutseena’s comment and chuckled at Quen’s comment and agreement of laundry.&nbsp; His satchel already over his shoulder like always, he rose when Quen did. He too nodded to Professor Lupin as they walked out hand in hand with Quen. Joining Kutseena and Albus. He caught Albus’ last comment and Kutseena’s reply. Quick as a striking snake, he returned his sister’s head slap of earlier, never jarring Quen, and causing her to stumble a bit. “Without homework we do not learn and grow.” Like his sister hadn’t pulled her slap, he hadn’t softened his. She was Comanche after all, and a warrior in her own right.<br><br>Kutseena turned after she regained her balance. She looked to Quen. “You, Sir, are not being distracting enough. Please work at it.” She looked at Inali a moment before turning and addressing Quen’s question she’d heard before Inali smacked her. “We go to Mua’s class room. And from there the hunt will take place.” She turned and headed for the doors of the Castle.<br><br>Inali about had a fit at her words, but restrained himself as he stared back at his sister. With a sigh, he followed her, pulling Quen along. “Some days I wonder why I was cursed with a twin, and a sister at that.”&nbsp; An interesting sound came from Kutseena at that comment. Was she actually laughing? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 01:38:26</strong>
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				Glancing down at the amulet, there was still a hint of skeptism on her face. She still worried about the full moon. She liked to err on the side of caution, better safe then sorry. Sighing alittle, Acacia glanced at Mua but did not move off the table. "I would feel better if someone was to monitor just in case," she spoke chocolate brown eyes locking with his. A hint of a blush in her cheeks. She liked being in the woods, it offered her some solitude when she needed it. Helped her think.<br><br>Rubbing her hand over the pendant, she became lost in thought. "Just a thought, but what about having each of the students, get used to the others scents. That way if we happen to be in our other forms, we can recognize each other," she spoke crossing her feet at the ankles. Looking at her classmates, she sat there silently for a moment. Hearing his voice brought her out of her thoughts. "I'm a slow unpacker." There was a hint of dry sarcasm to her voice. "Why professor are you asking me on a date?" Being a bit over dramatic as she batted her eyelashes. "I can hang around if its alright."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 02:01:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Class<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>“Of course.” He gave her a goofy smile and his voice teased. “After all, I’m just some Professor of Lycanthropy, and just make pretty amulets for my students.” His eyes twinkled a moment before his whole expression became solemn and serious. “I do understand. I suspect everyone here will be beating feet to the woods tonight. Care to bet me on it?” again his eyes twinkled with the question.<br><br>“An excellent suggestion, although I’m surprised you haven’t sorted everyone’s scent when you passed out the amulets.” There was no chiding or disappointment in his words or expression, just a simple fact stated. He turned to the class and observed the other six students. “Ok, got a good smell of your current conversation partner? Acacia has made an excellent suggestion. If you have, switch and find someone new. Get each other’s scent so you will know each other, no matter what form you are in. Now, now, let’s not be shy. We’ll be spending a term together, may as well get to know each other properly.”<br><br>He made no move to do as he suggested since he’d already placed each one as they had come in. Instead he turned back to Acacia as she spoke again. “Hmm. <em>Slow unpacker</em>, one who takes time to be sure they can stay and not be chased off. Wise actually, though not always necessary.” He smiled at her again and laughed at her next question. “A date? No, that would be me asking you if you wish to join the hunt after class. Think of it as a Sanctuary when you need.” <br><br>He turned and watched the class as they went through the <em>Lesson</em> he just gave for the day. She was smart, Acacia was. In two years, he’d never thought of doing such. Figures a bright student in his third year would come up with it. He filed it away for future Terms. He turned back to Acacia a warm and gentle smile on his face. “You are welcome to hang anytime, Acacia.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 03:18:46</strong>
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				A hint of a blush blossomed in her cheeks. Leaning towards Mua, there was a hint of a gleam in her brown eyes. "Oh, a betting man?" she smirked. "And, just what would winner get?" She kept her voice low just enough for him to hear. Acacia was curious to know what kind of bet he was willing to make.<br><br>Leaning back a bit, she used her hands to support her upper body. A hint of a smirk on her face, "Perhaps I already caught a whiff," she commented while watching her classmates trading articles of clothing to smell, or making contact with skin to identify each others scents. A few were a bit apprehensive and tense at having another so close, sniffing them. At the mention of unpacking, her facial expression changed slightly. It was hard to read her, as she liked to keep most emotions closely guarded. "Yes, well I never like to get too comfortable for too long. Never know when new leads will pop up and I would have to leave to check them out."<br><br>For a moment, she didn't speak when he laughed at her date question. There was a few rapid blinks of her eyes, a conflict of emotions before it was gone. Hopping off the table, she brushed off the seat of her black form fitting jeans. "Okay, sounds good." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 03:27:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>“Hmm.. a proper wager than…” He sat thoughtful really giving it seriousness. He wasn’t distracted from her next words as a part of his mind continued to think over a good wager. He nodded at her comment though before replying. “Somehow, when you arrived this morning I figured you’d be the best student this year, and twice now you have proven me right.”<br><br>He watched her closely as she remarked on his comment about not unpacking. His eyes narrowed thoughtfully. And he continued to watch her reaction to his date comment. As she hoped off the table his voice quietly drifted to her like a low purr. “How about the Winner gets the truth?” His expression was pure Comanche as he waited to see if she would accept his wager.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 04:22:21</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Lycanthropy Class<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita<br><hr><br>Hands on her hips, Acacia turned slightly to look at Mua. An eyebrow arched, as she seemed to weigh the options of the wager. The corners of her mouth tugged downward ever so slightly. She was starting to lean towards not wanting to reveal the nature of her mission. The only thing she had unpacked was the non-essentials. She left her clothes and other items still packed in case she might have to leave suddenly. She had to remind herself about what happened the last time she formed attachments.<br><br>If she didn't take the bet, it would say she was hiding something. Taking a few steps back towards him, extending her hand. "Alright, I will take the bet," she spoke, leaning forward a bit. In doing so gave a tantilizing hint of cleavage peeking out from the low neckline of the dark green top.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 04:42:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Mua watched her, watched her body language. Yep, this one had a secret. Something important to her. His expression never wavered as he watched and waited. He was mildly surprised that she took the bet, but not really. She held secrets, but she had a strength to her that would do a pureblooded Native proud. As she came up and took the bet in the White way of shaking hands, his gaze flickered down to the glimpse she offered. <br><br>He took her hand to seal the bet, at the same time returning his gaze to her face with a smirk. “And which way do you wish to bet?” His grasp on her was again firm but gentle, and he gave a gentle tug to bring her closer. “Shall they all come tonight? Or do you choose that some will not?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 05:30:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Teddy<br><hr>They stood together and left together, Which was a great feeling to Quen.&nbsp; As they joined Kutseena and Albus, Quen watched as he popped his sister on the back of the head and stayed silent, confused on what was going on.&nbsp; The hit seemed hard to him, but he wasn't sure.&nbsp; It was then that Kutseena turned to him, letting him know that he wasn't doing an adequate job in distracting her brother.&nbsp; <strong>"What would you have me do then? Something like this?"</strong>&nbsp; He pulled out his wand and said <strong>"Scintilumos!"</strong> Pointing it to the sky as a rainbow of sparkling lights shot into the sky like fireworks.&nbsp; With that bit of distraction he turned to Inali and gently took his chin, kissing his lips firmly as the snapping and popping of fireworks, chorused above them.&nbsp; He smiled and winked, his cheeks pink, unknowing if the move had been okay.<br><br>As the fireworks fizzled away, Quen smiled, not knowing who had seen that and not caring.&nbsp; They then went off to the wooded classroom.&nbsp; Hearing Inali, he grinned.&nbsp; <strong>"Family and siblings is a good thing though."</strong>&nbsp; Something he himself didn't have much experience in the matter.&nbsp; But he gladly kept Inali's hand being taken to Mua's classroom.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 05:39:07</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Lycanthropy Class and How to Live with It<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita<br><hr><br>Acacia was going to pull her hand back when she felt Mua's firm but gentle grasp tugging her closer. Her cheeks flared a deep red, as her body was mere inches from his. Her breathing hitched a bit. Maybe it was the wolf inside her, maybe it was something deeper which was craving attention. Something which had been missing for a long time.<br><br>She felt a rush of heat flood her body. A flicker of gold started to creep into her eyes. "And, what suggestions do you have for this bet," she asked a hint of a growl to her voice. "My guess, five might show up, some might charm their rooms to prevent themselves from escaping." She was curious to find out what he had in mind for the bet. The smirk on his face only made her even more curious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 12:16:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy and How to Live with It<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>His smirk turned into a gentle smile as he watched her turn red. The golden flecks filling her eyes only made them more beautiful. He sensed her struggle and respected it. But still he leaned forward suddenly so his lips were near her ear. “Red and gold are lovely colours on you.”&nbsp; His voice whisper soft as his breath tickled her ear.<br><br>He leaned back suddenly, giving her space and grinned suddenly. “So five of you will show, two will stay in their rooms. Hmmm. Fair enough. I accept the bet.” He gave one shake of her hand and then released her. He allowed her the choice and freedom to withdraw to a safe distance. His gaze dropped to the amulet she wore and a strange expression crossed his face. “If you win, I will tell you why your amulet is different from the others.” He looked back up at her and gave her a faint smile.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>19-05-2013, 18:42:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Kutseena, Inali, Albus, Ravenna, Quen<br><br><hr><br>When Albus says that he is glad that he enrolled in this class Teddy's already warm smile brightens to his own gladness. ”I'm glad that you did too. Now go on, we're family we can talk another time. You don't want to keep your new friends waiting too long.” He continues to smile as he watches Albus return to the group and sets next to Kutseena and he silently thinks, <em>”Good for you, Albus.”</em> He only watches for another moment pleased that his younger brother is doing well making friends, and apparently some romance building as well, but wanting to give them some privacy turns his attention else where.<br><br>When Albus calls to him Teddy looks up from his class plan to see what his brother wants. When he hears that the twins are famished he gets a look of dismay as he glance at the two Americans. ”By all means, they need to eat. Inali and Kutseena if you have a problem the food prepared here you are welcome to go into the kitchen to see to your own needs. The houses elves learn fairly quickly if you teach them some of your favorite foods they will be happy to fix them for in the future.” When Quen says that he too will be joining Teddy smiles in a kind of knowing way to his fellow professor. ”Of course, Quen. Have a good day. Oh, wait you all may want to at familiarize yourselves with the debate in the States that finally lead to them legalizing same sex marriages as that will be our first discussion. Now go on you four get something to eat and have a good time.”<br><br>Seeing how well all the students are doing Teddy turns his attention back to his desk and papers. Just to occupy himself he picks up and rereads the class roster again. When he gets to Ravenna's name he stops and reads it again. Why had it not registered before? Her surname is Black which means she may well be a not too distant relative. Now he just cannot let this go and despite the possibility of appearing to clingy is going to approach the two women. He just needs to find out what part of the Black family she is from and what better time to do it but in his class in an informal meeting. He pushes himself from his desk and stands and without any hesitation walks up to the two young woman. He stands next to Astrid and without thinking about it his hand comes to rest casually on her shoulder but he is looking at Ravenna. ”I hope you, ladies, don't if I join for a bit. Please forgive me, but I just realized that your surname, Ravenna, is Black. My grandmother is Andromeda Tonks formally Black so I'm wondering where in the Black family you fall and what relations we have to each other.” He smiles warmly at both girls waiting for Ms. Black's response as he gives the blonde's shoulder a light affectionate squeeze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 02:40:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr>Ravenna and Astrid were having a good discussion and she noticed the Professor approach and rest a hand on Astrid, his attention on her.&nbsp; He asked about her name, which though proud of it, it was still a touchy subject.&nbsp; <strong>"Why yes Professor, my last name is Black.&nbsp; I don't really know as much about My father's side of the family other than his&nbsp; name.&nbsp; I have tried to find him, and Get information like why he was never around, but my mother is the one who actually bears the name.&nbsp; She refused to change it because of its meaning to her and the family and in turn did'nt change mine either.&nbsp; Her name is Morgana, and I believe her dads name was Regulus."</strong> She gave a smile, not being aware that the professor was a distant relative, but remembering the name Nymphadora from somewhere.&nbsp; She smiled, the Professor's closeness and the small tender tendencies confirming her suspicions about the two of them.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 06:42:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Castle<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Quen<br><br><hr><br>Albus laughed at Kutseena’s and Inali’s little back and forth. Sibling banter was most entertaining, and it showed a different side to both of them. “You should meet my sister Lily, Kutseena, her and I tease each other exactly the same as you and Inali.” Really the relationship between siblings was so fascinating, so many similarities and differences across generations and cultures. He also noticed Inali’s and Professor McGonagall’s escalating flirtation, with Professor McGonagall’s fun fireworks display and his quick kiss with Inali. As much as he enjoyed their relationship taking bloom it made him feel awkward. Albus had never felt comfortable watching other people flirt and certainly felt uncomfortable at public displays of affection.&nbsp; It just seemed so odd that people could feel comfortable acting this way. It made him feel inadequate, like this was the way he was expected to act, but there was a barrier that would ever prevent him from doing it. <br><br>What exactly had gotten him that way? Could he really blame everything on his parents, the weight of expectations? Was there something inherently wrong with him? He shook his head, those kinds of thoughts were not even helping. He needed to distract himself with conversation. He turned to Kutseena and gave a weak smile “How exactly do you hunt? I will be rather interested to see it in action. Do you use some form of magic?” He realized that it was rather obvious he was feeling awkward and uncomfortable. He hoped he was covering it up well enough to not seem too weird. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 20:21:48</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed into the Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Teddy Lupin (mentioned)<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed into the forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall, Albus Potter, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>Kutseena’s eyes widened as Quen set off fireworks and kissed her brother. Her wide eyed stare turned into a grin of delight. Oh she liked this one. And told her brother so in Comanche as they kissed. <em>“I</em> like<em> him. Definitely need to keep him. He is good for you.”</em><br><br>Inali raised a brow as Quen replied back to his twin’s remark. He didn’t flinch when fireworks went off, just raising his eyes slightly to observe them. When Quen kissed him, his arms automatically embraced him and he deepened the kiss. Inali heard Kutseena’s words and agreed with her whole heartedly. Quen’s personality was a stark contrast to his own, a good balance and a good fit. When the kiss broke, Inali gave Quen one of his rare smiles and brought a hand up to lightly caress his cheek, his other hand relacing in Quen’s.<br><br>Following Kutseena and Albus, he nodded at Quen’s words about family. “True. It is a good thing. Just some days I could do without a sister. Maybe a brother.” He grinned at Quen and winked to show that he wasn’t actually serious.<br><br>Kutseena grinned at Albus. “It is nice to meet a friend’s family. It shows a better picture.” She walked out the doors of the castle finally and into the outdoors. A big sigh of happiness escaping her; she really did prefer to be outside. She watched Albus as they walked along, leaving her brother in peace with someone else to focus on. She watched the emotions cross his face as his thoughts were his own. <br><br>When he finally turned to her, she sensed his unease and attempt to focus on something else. She was willing to offer him the escape. “Nope. We hunt in the Old Ways of our People. Bows, spears, knives, though those are usually used as a last resort. Yes, it can be dangerous, but it is more fair than using magic. After all, Animal People do not wield wands.” She grinned at him as they entered the forest.<br><br>Inali spoke up at this point. “It is also more satisfying when you manage to outwit your prey and turn out the victor as well by not using magic. It is an age old pact between the Animal Peoples and the Native Peoples to hunt fairly.”<br><br>Kutseena let her thoughts turn to what Professor Lupin said before they left as Inali talked. And while it was a nice gesture, for some reason House Elves just couldn’t get Native American foods right. Perhaps it was because magic was used instead of the time honoured way of cooking from scratch. There was definitely something to be said for the Old Ways, or Muggle Way of doing things.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>20-05-2013, 23:01:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Teddy<br><hr>When they kissed Inali embraced him and he smiled against the kiss, tightening the closeness between their bodies, to both deepen the kiss and keep himself steady.&nbsp; He gently held to his steadiness and strength before separating the kiss and blushed as Inali touched his cheek and held his hand once more.&nbsp; <em>"Today is a good day"</em>&nbsp; He thought as they continued walking.&nbsp; He chuckled at the playful words of Inali wanting a brother, sure that he wouldn't trade his sister for the world.&nbsp; He could tell the two of them were close and it made him happy.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled and walked with the small party of people and Kutseena came to speak, saying that they didn't use magic to hunt and why would they. it would be highly unfair to do so.&nbsp; <strong>"So what weapon do you think I would be adapt at?"</strong>&nbsp; Truth be told he hadn't practiced with weapons that much.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 03:37:17</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid/Professor Lupin, Arrival Day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br><br><hr><br>Totally lost in what is being done to her, any ability to think, simply seems to vanish! All she can do is feel, and writhe, and make small animal noises of pleasure. Against the desk, her hips thrash, trying to buck to meet his thrusts, an action made difficult by her petite frame and feet that barely reach the floor, only her toes giving her the leverage to move at all. The top of his desk quickly grows to bear the marks that would be in his flesh if he wasn't behind her, the scratches on the surface showing how lost she is to any sense of control and proving that, at the very least, he'd have been wearing welts for days if she could still reach him!<br><br>With his thumb starting to move as well, her thrashing grows more pronounced, her entire body quivering and clenching, the noises she makes loud enough that anyone passing the office will hear her now, and no concern for anything but the feel of him radiating out of her. Around his cock her slick walls clench, even those muscles quivering as if on the verge of some great dam breaking. A dam that <em>does</em> break when he growls his demand at her! Unable to process what he's said, her body gives answer to his question in the only way possible, with a sharp cry of pleasure, deep runnels scored into the top of his desk, and the body of a petite blood thrashing under him in an orgasm so intense she can barely breathe!<br></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Teddy, Ravenna<br><br><hr><br>"Your Mother doesn't need to bake for me!" Astrid said with a warm laugh. She quite believes Ravenna's assessment of her Mother as a cook and didn't need proof of it. "Though if makes <em>you</em> something, I will be more than willing to help you maintain your figure by sharing and thus cutting the calories!" she added with a sage nod that was totally belied by the mischief sparking deep in her gaze. Her figure was something she'd never had to worry about...when you spent your school years having to run around castles to make it to your classes, it was less of an issue, and her metabolism just seemed to be naturally high.<br><br>"As for clothing...I tend to favor blues and greens but black, white, and yellow also take up a good portion of my closet. It's rare to find a red that I can wear, it's just a color that does bad things to my skin tone for some reason! I like Pinks and light purples for accents as well. Styles change all the time so I don't really get my heart to set on one. If I try something on and like it (or can envision a way of having it altered so that I'll like it!) I snatch it up!" she admitted with another laugh, this one entirely at herself and her odd shopping quirks. "My only real requirement for clothes...is that I be able to find shoes to match!"<br><br>Before Ravenna could say more, Astrid was surprised to feel the warmth of Teddy's hand on her shoulder. She'd seen the other students that had left, of course, but had been enjoying her conversation and hadn't felt the need to rush out of the classroom. Glancing up at Teddy, she flashed him a cheeky grin, not really caring if Ravenna noticed the warmth in her eyes that was clearly appreciative of the older man in an, <em>I've seen you naked and intend to again</em> sort of way. She didn't say anything however, letting him as Ravenna his question about her name and still trying to work out what that name sounded familiar to her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 05:59:49</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Astrid arrival day</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> His Office<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 1 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><br><hr><br>Teddy had been expecting Astrid to simple tell him she likes what he is doing to her body, but a screaming convulsing orgasm is far better then simple words. What better complement could a man get than a screaming orgasm from his partner? None that he can think of. He does not stop though to let her have that orgasm and instead actually fucks her harder and faster throughout her convulsing with both his cock and his thumb. The way her way her muscles clench around him with her climax feels incredible to him and his moans join her cries. When he feels her body relaxing he finally slows and stops with both his appendages as deeply in her as they can go.<br><br>The professor takes a moment buried in both the blonde's hot tight holes to recover some of his energy and give him a time to relax some as he was very close to his own climax but really does not want to finish just yet. It is during this pause that he finally notice what she has done to his poor defenseless desk. It would be easy enough to repair, but he decides to leave its first battle scars there. After he feels that he has relaxed enough he pulls his thumb from her body slowly and he releases his grip on her hair. His hands go to her hips and he pulls her back and bends his knees until her feet are flat on the floor. Then his cock is pulled from her body still stick from her juices. One hand is placed firmly on her back while his other again goes to his own erection. He presses the tip to her sex again but then slides it up between her cheeks until it is aligned with her tight little ring. Once there he pushes slowly against it until it opens and just the head slips in and her body closes just behind it at the start of his shaft.</div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/tumblr_l25xaph1bz1qbow3so1_500_zpsebceb0cd.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Professor Ted “Teddy” Lupin (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=172845.msg8154013#msg8154013)<br><strong> Position:</strong> Teacher of Auror Prep &amp; History/Philosophy of Sex <br><strong>Location:</strong> History/Philosophy of Sex classroom<br><strong>Time:</strong> September 3 morning<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid, Ravenna, Open<br><br><hr><br>Even though his focus is on Ravenna Teddy did not miss Astrid's heated look which causes him to squeeze her shoulder a little tighter and smile at her. The look and smile he gives her makes it clear that he likes the look she gives him and very much intends to give her that chance to see him naked again.<br><br>When his eyes returns to Ravenna Teddy gets a look of surprise. ”I'm not sure how this whole thing of cousins, first and second and steps removed really works but I'm sure the word cousin would be in our relation somewhere. Regulus was my grandmother's cousin. By an odd coincidence I happen to live now in the home Regulus and his bother Sirius grew up in. After Regulus' death Sirius inherited it. It then in turn was inherited by his godson Harry Potter, my godfather. Harry had no use for it so gave it to me when I graduated from Hogwart's so it is where I now live. If you are interested in more of your family history you would be welcome to come and check out some of the books there. Also the black family tree is still there in the house. I however did not know that Regulus ever had any children, but then I have not look at the tree in a very long time. My branch was scratched off when my grandmother married a muggle born wizard.” Becoming more interested in learning about Ravenna and enjoying the closeness to Astrid he leans on to the chair the blonde is setting in putting his hip at her shoulder as he leans against the back rest's edge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 02:08:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy Of Sex<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Astrid<br><hr><strong>"She loves to bake, and wouldn't mind it at all Astrid."</strong>&nbsp; She giggled at the mention of sharing to cut the calories, though she didn't think calories would be a problem.&nbsp; She listened as the girl explained her taste in clothes and she smiled <strong>"I tend to favor cool colors as well.&nbsp; Mostly at least."</strong>&nbsp; She watched the interaction between the two of them and though she couldn't hear them, it was nearly enough to make her blush.&nbsp; She wasn't the kind of girl that had been attached to a relationship.&nbsp; She didn't have a problem with men, but in her family they didn't tend to stick around. She had only gotten so far as to kiss her boyfriends before they all tucked tail and ran away, possibly because she was a strong woman and proud, but then again it was nothing she worried her head about much.&nbsp; <strong>"Yes, I guess we would be cousins somewhere along the lines of blood.&nbsp; I would like to come to your house and look through some of the family history.&nbsp; maybe jot down my own copies of stuff.&nbsp; Maybe a bit of the "Black" Magic can restore those tapestries and we can find a way to repair it. "</strong> She smiled at the two of them softly thinking of whether to excuse herself and let them have some private time when the other students left class.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 17:08:04</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed into the Forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Teddy Lupin (mentioned)<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed into the forest<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Quen McGonagall, Albus Potter, Kutseena<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br>Kutseena turned and walked backwards as she looked Quen over, really looked him over from head to toe. Inali also turned slightly as he walked to study QUen from head to toe as well. The two talked back and forth between each other in Comanche for a long moment. <em>“Bow.” “No, spear.” “Mmm, perhaps, but I think with practice he could use an</em> atlatl (http://www.warpaths2peacepipes.com/images/atlatl-2.jpg).” This last comment coming from Kutseena and giving Inali enough pause that he actually stopped moving and tilted his head for a moment. He quickly started walking again and nodded to Kutseena. She grinned and turned back around leading them deeper into the forest.<br><br>“Kutseena’s correct. With practice you would probably be best with an atlatl. It would probably be more comfortable to handle for you since it would seem like waving a wand… sort of.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 03:48:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Teddy<br><hr>A puzzled look crossed Quen's face as the twins talked in a foreign language.&nbsp; They looked him over, speaking between each other for a moment.&nbsp; The thing was he was actually very adapt with a bow, in thanks to his father but he wouldn't let them on about that just yet.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"What is an atlatl dear Inali?"</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;He kissed his friends cheek, it coming smoothly as though they were currently dating which was strage but Quen didn't mind.&nbsp; Though it felt that way, that was something that they would have to discuss between one another, possibly at the picnic if they had hit it off as much as he thought they had.&nbsp; There was just a chemistry, but it was also a subject Quen himself wouldn't bring up.<br><br><strong>Well Do you have one of those so we can test that theory?&nbsp; Perhaps a bow and other weapons?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 07:19:15</strong>
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				Name: Rose Weasley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Castle Grounds, Forest<br>Tagged: Kiran Reed<br><hr><br>Rose maintained a steady pace beside Kieran while jogging along the path. Her long red ponytail bouncing behind her. Her cheeks were flushed red, possibly from the cool air washing over her cheeks or pehaps because she found Kiran to be rather attractive. "Oh, I know. My mum would hide our wands, make us clean the Muggle way. She didn't want use to rely solely on magic," she smiled slightly at Kiran. Growing up, chores were done the old fashioned way, with no magic and a little elbow grease. Her mother's explanation was to create discipline, to not rely on magic, to think of ways to solve a problem without first reaching for the wand and with a flick of the wrist making the problem disappear. There were some problems that magic could not make vanish.<br><br>At the mention of Quidditch, Rose's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. "T-T-Thank you, Kiran," Rose stuttered nervously suddenly feeling a bit tongue tied. "And, I have to say you are one of the best duellists I've seen."&nbsp; She hoped her response didn't sound silly, she always wound up getting nervous and stammering every time she tried to talk with a cute guy. Turning her head when he offered to have some fun together or chat floored her, leaving her speechless. Not watching where she was running the toe of her shoe catching on a partially tree root causing her to lose her balance. Throwing her arms out as she fell, she made a grab for Kiran's arm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 14:25:01</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Lycanthropy Class<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita<br><hr><br>When the distance between them closed suddenly, Acacia's body tensed slightly, though she did not move away from Mua. The feel of his breath dancing over her skin caused her to tremble slightly, stirring emotions she had buried deep, and were now threatening to claw their way to the surface. It had been a long time since she allowed anyone to get close to her, let alone open her heart to anyone. Biting her lower lip, she gazed at Mua using all of her self-control trying so very hard not to act upon these urges. But, there was a slight quickening of her breath to match the increase in heart rate. "Careful, don't tease the big bad wolf," she growled softly, a hint of a lustful undertone to her voice. Her hand started to move of its own accord to lightly ghost over his arm with only the barest of contact.<br><br>Blinking, Acacia gazed at him as he leaned back, smiling. It only enflamed her cheeks even more. She started to brush her hair forward, hastily trying to cover up her blazing cheeks from view. Her hand moved from her hair to the amulet around her neck. Fingertips lightly brushed over the beads and the smooth decorative meteorite disk. "And, what do you get if you win," Acacia asked, her voice trembling slightly. She was both curious and a little nervous, with a hint of dare she admit it...arousal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 19:21:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Forest<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Quen<br><br><hr><br>As they walked deeper into the woods Albus began to ponder how he would participate in this hunt. As he heard the Professor and the twins discussing weapons he nodded his head thoughtfully. Albus actually did have some practice with a bow and arrow. His father had made all his children choose one kind of non-magical self-defense to study. Beneath his jolly exterior Harry Potter had retained a sense of paranoia and vigilance, there could always be another threat around the corner, and he wanted to his children to be ready to fight, even when magic was not available. While the other Potter children had laughed off the assignment and never really took it seriously, Albus had taken note of the seriousness of his father's concern. After all his father had been through Albus could trust him enough to make a passable attempt at learning. Off course Albus had never really excelled at physical things, but he did usually manage to get an arrow somewhere into the target, which he guessed was pretty decent. It certainly was not at the level required for hunting but he was sure he would not totally embarrass himself with it. <br><br>With a flick of his wand he popped his short bow and a quiver of arrows on the ground next to him. He bent over to pick them both up, the bow was not a powerful thing with a lot of range, but it was light and good for someone who lacked a lot of upper body strength. He held it awkwardly, he had not been in practice, although he did make sure to go to the range every now and then so he could tell his father he had been practicing. He turned to the group “Well I’ve shot one of these a few times before, although never at a moving target. Perhaps this is a good chance to get back into practice. Maybe one of you can tutor me if you have the spare time.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 21:28:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Albus, Quen, Twins<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br>“It is a bit like a sling you fling a short spear out of. I do not have one on me. Mua will though. He has all kinds of weapons used for hunting… and other things.” Inali gave a nod to Albus as he brought a short bow from some dimensional pocket. <br><br>Kutseena grinned at Albus. “Ah, good. We shall get a chance to see how much help you need.” Her eyes twinkled mischievously. <br><br>Soon they approached Mua’s class, and suddenly halted before entering the clearing. Inali jerked Quen to a stop while Kutseena flung out an arm to stop Albus. Neither would allow the guys to advance any further. Mua could be seen near a flat slab of rock that made a passable table talking to a beautiful student and the rest of the students seemed to be milling about in the clearing. Both twins let out a trilling whistle that brought Mua’s head around to look at them. He gave a nod and turned to the class as a whole. “Alright everyone. That’s class for today. See you tomorrow. And remember, if you feel more comfortable, be sure to be in the woods before nightfall. Otherwise, trust the amulets will keep you and others safe for the duration of your need of them.”&nbsp; He motioned the twins to come on in as the other students gathered their things and left. Looking to Acacia he suddenly grinned. “So how about that date? And you can see where I stay as well.”<br><br>Kutseena and Inali both advanced into the clearing, hauling their friends along. “Never ever enter the clearing if you see students within. Otherwise it might hurt.” This from Inali in explanation to the two about their actions. <br><br>“And stay out of the woods the three nights of the full moon. That will hurt as well. Mua has a nasty repelling spell to keep all parties safe.” They approached Mua with that last.<br><br>“Cousins, Professor McGonagall.” He raised a brow at the twins briefly, but didn’t seem overly worried about the extra people. Turning to Albus he smiled and held out his hand in White fashion. Mua Kapita. I don’t believe we’ve met yet.”<br><br>“Hey, Acacia. Good to see you again. This is my twin, Inali, who you had not met the other day.” Kutseena grinned at Acacia. “Are you going to join us hunting?” Inali gave Acacia a polite nod.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 22:20:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Rose Weasley<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br></div><br><strong>"Thank you for the compliment, as well."</strong> Kiran chuckled softly, lightly enthralled by the sight of the blushing redhead. There was just something about her, he felt. She was cute, for sure, but the fact that she was as passionately driven towards her goals as he was also formed a source of attraction. In any case, he wanted to get closer to Rose Weasley.<br><br><strong>"Wha<del>&nbsp; </del>?"</strong> Having been a bit lost in thought, it was already too late for Kiran to prevent himself from being dragged down to the ground by the tripping Rose. Her hand had managed to snatch his arm, her full weight now placed on him mid step. Unable to keep his balance, he fell with her. However, as if his body was acting on its own, perhaps as an instinctual matter, he tried to twist his body, making the redhead fall on top of him instead of beside him.<br><br><strong>"Ow, ow, that's a rock!"</strong> The young dueler muttered, wincing in pain as he felt a rather large rock that had been embedded in the hard soil beneath them, press roughly into his back. It was not the only thing poking into his back though, and the fact that Rose was on top of him wasn't helping much either.<br><br><strong>"You alright?"</strong> he asked her with a rather pained smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 01:15:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Philosophy of Sex 101<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Mua<br><hr>As Inali jerked Quen to prevent a painful consequence, he held onto Inali tight.&nbsp; Chuckling he spoke, <strong>"Well hello there handsome."</strong> Before regaining his more serious composure.&nbsp; After a whistle and class dismissed, Quen followed Inali and Kutseena with Albus to meet Mua.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Protection spells make sense.&nbsp; I have some around my chambers in the castle as well as my office and classroom."</strong> <br><br>As they approached Mua and he spoke, Quen grinned and bowed his head in greeting.&nbsp; He was excited for the hunting trip and even more excited for the picnic afterward.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>30-05-2013, 23:24:21</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Lycanthropy Classroom<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita, Kutseena, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Albus Potter<br><hr><br>Acacia didn't pull away from Mua, out of the corner of her eye she caught movement of several people approaching. She recognized Kutseena. At the sound of the whistle, Acacia winced a bit from the loud noise. While the other students were gathering up their things, heading off, Acacia remained behind. Turning her attention back to Mua, her cheeks were still flushed with a reddish hue. "Just remember, I have a wand and know how to use it," she replied a hint of a playful growl to her voice. Her hazel eyes dancing with a hint of lust. <br><br>Taking a step away, she turned to face Kutseena. "Hi, Kutseena," Acacia greeted, smiling ever so slightly. There was a slight nervous edge to her stance, like a kid who had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Nodding towards Inali, "Pleasure to meet you, Inali." Tilting her head slightly, then shifted her gaze towards Mua, before her eyes moved back to the twins. "I would love to join the hunt if it is alright." Something about the guy with them caught her attention. There was something about his features which reminded her of someone she had seen somewhere before. Extending her hand to Albus. "Acacia Hartley."
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 10:03:53</strong>
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				A short yell escaped her lips as she tumbled to the ground with Kiran. Landing atop him, her hand wound up brushing against his groin as she tried to move off him. Her cheeks instantly turned beet red which seemed to quickly spread all the way to the roots of her red locks. Her blue eyes raising to meet his. "Oh, I am so sorry, Kiran," she spoke scrambling off him upon seeing his pained expression.<br><br>Rolling onto her feet, taking hold of his hand, she helped him up. "I should have been watching where I was going," she stuttered feeling embarassed at having caused their collosion. "Are you alright? I know a remedy which might help. My mum taught me, but, it might be best to return to the dormitory. Mine is closer." She started babbling a bit, a nervous habit of hers sometimes when she got really embarassed. Biting her lower lip as she looked at Kiran.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 17:03:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom” to Mua’s “House”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Albus, Quen, Twins<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom” to Mua’s “House”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lycanthropy “Classroom” to Mua’s “House”<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Inali flashed a brief smile at Quen’s quip as they stood there awaiting introductions to be over and the hunting to get started. An energy seemed to suddenly fill him, and if one thought he was serious and stoic before, they just got introduced to a whole new level. He quickly became all seriousness and watchful. “Great Spirit’s Blessings, Acacia.” <br><br>Mua nodded at Quen’s comment about protection around his chambers, no good professor had an uncharmed residency here.&nbsp; He suddenly moved from leaning on the table and moved quietly. “Come. The hunting stuff’s at my place.” While he moved towards the castle sort of, it was from an different direction then the students or the twins and company came from. The twins quickly followed dragging their friends along. Kutseena made sure to grab Acacia with a free hand as well.<br><br>Entering the woods, they only walked about a hundred yards in to find a cave with a door in its opening, and a huge oak tree growing over it. It actually looked like the cave was within the roots of the tree. Up within the branches a house seemed to ramble about hither and yon. Mua brought out his wand and gave it a slight wave and muttered a word. The door opened and he stepped up. “Come on in.” He grinned at the others and motioned them inside. Leading the way to the steps he climbed them on up to the house proper. <br><br>He brought them to the living room that was furnished with couches and recliners with various furs thrown over them. “Make yourselves at home. I’ll be right back with the gear.” He climbed another set of stairs to another level. He returned shortly with a bag and two leather wrapped items. Tossing the bag to an unoccupied chair he walked over to the twins and handed them each a package. “Happy Birthing Day, Cousins.” <br><br>The twins blinked and took their gifts. Inali’s face was still expressionless, but Kutseen had a grin. Inali opened his gift to find a beautifully made bone &nbsp;breastplate (http://www.lostrivertc.com/BP144.jpg), which he promptly put on. Kutseena’s gift contained two well-made and equally beautiful &nbsp;bracelets (http://www.jewelrybytwodawns.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/P3090054.jpg). She put one on each wrist. “Thank you.” From both twins in unison as they both hugged their cousin. <br><br>“Right. Ok now that that’s over, shall we find everyone their preferred weapon? I see one of you has a short bow already.” A nod to Albus as Mua walked over to the bag and up ended it to have all manners of weapons start falling out. Unstrung bows, quivers of arrows, spears, knives, slings, bolos, and even some atlatl fell out to form a bit of a scattered heap. <br><br>Inali moved over to the pile and grabbed a bow half his length and strung it. Taking a test pull, the muscles on his arms corded, and he seemed satisfied with the weapon. He grabbed a quiver of arrows to go with it and a knife. He also grabbed an atlatl and a handful of spears and took them to Quen. “This is an Atlatl.”<br><br>Kutseena grabbed a smaller bow and sturng and tested it, a quiver, a knife, and a spear. She went and joined Inali and Quen to allow the others a chance to go over the weapons and pick what they wanted. She grabbed the Atlatl from Inali and the spears that went with it. She set the weapon up slowly, letting Quen see what she did. “You can’t show it to him and expect him to instantly know how to use it. It goes together like this.”<br><br>Mua looked to the others and grinned. “Next.” His eyes gleamed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 21:16:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Forest/Mua's Lodgings <br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Quen, Mua, Acacia<br><br><hr><br>Albus shook Mua and Acacia’s hands politely, “Albus Severus Potter, a pleasure to meet both of you, Professor and Acacia” Albus noticed Acacia looking at him thoughtfully. “I am from the famous Potter family, if you are trying to place where you might have seen me before,” Albus blushed a little after that comment, he had not meant for it to sound like a brag at all, but attempts at explanation now would only make him look more silly. Soon Kutseena grabbed hold of him and Acacia an dragged them out of the clearing again. He felt a little embarrassed being dragged along like that, like a child who needed to hold his mothers hand, which he knew was an illogical analogy but he felt it all the same. <br><br>The walk through the woods was interesting an awkward. Albus had never really been one for woods, they were dark and full of insects and things to trip over. And he was constantly getting distracted by interesting herbs or things growing up in the trees, which caused him to bump into things and people because he was not watching where he was going. <br><br>Albus was impressed when they arrived at Professor Mua Kapita’s lodgings. He probably lived out here as a necessity but it seemed to be the ideal domicile to Albus, an especially lovely place to get away from everyone. He reached out and brushed the roots of the tree as he entered, awed by the construction. “Do you know if the tree was grown over the tree, or if the tree was already growing and the cave was built into it?” He asked to anyone in the group who might know.<br><br>He grew a little nervous when he saw all of the various weapons falling out , these were people obviously more skilled than he was in this art. At least he knew the Professor McGonagall was in the same boat as he was in regards to lack of hunting knowledge. Albus started to test his bow string, the weapon was still a solid one, his father had invested well. However, as he was pulling it taut, he became distracted by the groups conversation and let it slip awkwardly and the bowstring stung the wrist of his arm. After letting out a yelp, he sheepishly lowered the bow and turned to Professor Mua. “I’m sorry but would you happen to have anything I could wear on my wrist, I often seem to make careless mistakes like that, I would conjure my own wrist guard but I think I lost it a while back”
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 00:27:14</strong>
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				Name: Acacia Hartley<br>Position: Student<br>Location: Lycanthropy Class, Mua Kupita's House<br>Tagged: Mua Kupita, Kutseena, Inali, Albus, Professor McGonagall<br><hr><br>Acacia nodded slightly in response to Albus. Now it donned on her, he looked a bit like his father. She had read some of the newspaper clippings she had found about The Boy Who Lived. They had been fascinating to read. She wasn't much into the hero worship like most kids who picked a hero they looked up to, but she could understand the appeal. A boy who triumphed over great odds with help from friends and family. Before she could reply, she found herself being pulled along by Kutseena along a path heading deeper into the woods. Her eyes marking notable landmarks, as well as scents she filed away to use later to help guide her back to Mua's home or back to the university grounds.<br><br>Staring at the tree, Acacia stared in awe at the house built within the winding branches of the large tree. Her old tree house from when she was a child seemed to pale in comparison. Hearing a slight rumble, her eyes tore away from the house in the tree to watch a door open. Stepping through the open doorway, Acacia's hazel eyes scanned the interior, taking not of the furs thrown over the furniture. The room gave off a pleasant, warm, safe feeling for Acacia unlike what she felt when in the dorms of the university. <br><br>Glancing at Kutseena and Inali, she was a bit surprised to find out it was their birthday. Standing over by a recliner, she leaned against it with her elbow propped on the top. Curiously, she watched as another bag was emptied and weapons spilled out. Arching an eyebrow curiously, she waited her turn. Walking over, Acacia ran her fingers along the curve of one of the bows. Picking it up, she placed one end on the ground bending it towards her slightly so the bowstring was easier to slide into place. Once it was properly strung, she held up the longbow, testing the string. It had been a while since she last handled a bow, but like the Muggle expression, it was just like riding a bike, you never forget. Selecting a quiver of arrows, she slung the strap diagonally across her body. Moving over to Mua, standing beside him, "So, hunting partners," she spoke glancing slightly at Mua while she slipped the archery glove over her right hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 02:00:47</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mua’s “House” – off to Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Albus, Quen, Twins<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mua’s “House” – off to Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mua’s “House” – off to Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>Mua had lived at Dragon U long enough to know who the Potters were and the role they’d played on this side of the world. But they were still a vague happenings to him. He was an American after all, and Voldermort had been a distant thing. Something to be watched to see how the outcome turned out, but nothing more. And with that outlook, like the twins, Mua didn’t think Albus should be anything special, except on his own merits.<br><br>Mua chuckled. “Of course.” He once more headed up the stairs and returned a short while later with a well tooled Leather wrist guard. It contained etchings of a pack of wolves chasing a large stag. He tossed it to Albus. “Keep it. It will keep you safe. Anyone else need one?” He had a few more in his hand as he stood there. “and in answer to your question earlier, the cave was here first. I checked.” He grinned at the young man, impressed he’d even thought to ask. Most assumed magic made the whole thing. In fact, even the house itself had been built by hand by Mua when he’d first moved out here, and was added to every year as he found he needed space for this or that. <br><br>He smiled to Acacia as she joined him and asked about partnering up. “Yes, my beautiful Wolf, I did invite you after all.” He grinned at her, only to have it turn to a smirk as he pointed towards the twins with his chin. “I suspect Inali will partner with McGonagall and Kutseena with Albus.” He reached into the pile and grabbed another short bow and quiver, then walked over to the twins and Quen. “Here. The atlatl takes a bit to learn, but keep that one, Inali can show you how to use it in your spare time.”&nbsp; Inali took the bow and quiver and Mua went back to Acacia and looked at everyone. “Got what ya want?” Knowing the twins did, he just waited on the others to be sure, before putting all the extra weapons away. <br><br>Once put up, he grinned. “A’ight. Hunting time. We’ll stick to an area you two already learned since we have company we’re responsible for this go around.” He headed back down the stairs leading the way back out. Once everyone was outside, he waved his wand and muttered again. The door in the cave closed and he looked at everyone. “This way.” He headed to the left leading the way deeper into the woods. Inali tapped Quen’s shoulder and went slightly to Mua’s right into the forest. Kutseena jerked her head to the left of Mua at Albus and trotted off to follow.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 07:40:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.badgesociety.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Matthew-Micham.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Quenton McGonagall a.k.a Qwen, or Professor McGonagall<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student/ Teacher-Transfiguration<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mua's house--to hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Inali, Kutseena, Albus, Mua<br><hr><strong>"I guess, he is the one to invite me"</strong> Quen said after watching Kutseena with the atatl.&nbsp; <strong>"A bit of practice with that wouldn't hurt."</strong>&nbsp; He grabbed a bow and a sheath of arrows and but the sheath on his back, and strung the bow tightly so that when he flicked a finger across it, it hummed, seeming slightly to adapt to what should have been a new weapon.&nbsp; <br><br>He had been hunting at most twice with his father, and it being a manly type sport there had been no magic allowed, so he humored his father by learning.&nbsp; <br><br>As Inali tapped his shoulder he looked to the others.&nbsp; <strong>"Good hunting everyone. "</strong>&nbsp; He smiled and followed inali, getting a lay of the new land.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 19:58:08</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Rose Weasley<br>Ø Castle Grounds, Forest<br></div><br><strong>"Ha... Usually girls wait until after I took them out for dinner before start groping me in inappropriate places,"</strong> Kiran managed to wheeze out jokingly as Rose slipped off him. Taking the hand she offered to help him up, he used his other to push himself off the ground. With a few quick pats across his shirt and shorts most of the dirt was dusted off.<br><br><strong>"Calm down, I'm fine."</strong> He chuckled lightly, amused by how the redhead was so fussed about the fall that she seemed to go off into a rant. When he was about to wave his arms up and down a few times to show that nothing was wrong, he noticed a gash on the inside of his lower left arm. It was only a shallow cut, but the thing was bleeding quite profuriously.<br><br><strong>"Ah,"</strong> he uttered softly with complete calmness, as if just discovering something trivial like a loose string in his shirt. His guess was he had brushed passed a sharp pebble or twig lying around on the ground. <strong>"Guess my skin isn't as thick as I thought it was. Maybe I'll take you up on your offer then, Rose. Let's go to your dorm and get this arm of mine patched up."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 22:37:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mua's House, The Hunt<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Inali, Kutseena, Quen, Acacia, Mua<br><br><hr><br>Albus admired the wrist guard he had been given, the etchings were quite evocative. His Patronus was a wolf, so he found the images quite fitting. He had always been disappointed that he had never found a way to master the animagus spell, he would love to know what it feels like to have the sleek and powerful body of a wolf, but he had simply been terrible at mastering the transformation and had gone on to study other things. “Thank you very much Professor” he said with a nod to Mua “I greatly appreciate the gift. You must let me know if I can ever return the favor.” He slipped it onto his arm, it felt comfortable, and he was feeling more confident already.<br><br>Albus turned to follow Kutseena’s lead as they moved off to the hunt. He was trying to prepare his mind for any embarrassment that may come from his physical incompetence. The most he had to go on was watching the centaurs hunt during a weeklong camping and diplomatic trip he had gone on with his father. Although the centaur methodology was obviously different due to their biology, some of the principles should be the same. Albus turned to Kutseena with a smile “So is there anything in particular you are hoping to find today? I hear these woods are teaming with all sort of creatures” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>phoenyx</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 23:30:27</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Mʉa Kupi̲ta (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/e15c1adc4c401fe_zps95b53853.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Teacher<br><strong>Location:</strong> the Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Acacia, Albus, Quen, Twins<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kutseena Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_lxcg15Mt0T1qdhje7o1_400_zpsc5243dfe.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> the Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes <br><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Inali Sai (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/SoaringDragon/RPG%20Characters/tumblr_mbdjddwsiv1rw6xrjo1_1280_zps2853c7d7.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> the Hunt<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Albus Potter, Inali, Quen McGonagall, Mua, Acacia Hartley<br><strong>Time:</strong> First Day of Classes<br><hr>All three of the Native Americans moved quietly. They seemed to bend and dance with the woods, at one and very much at home. Mua kept a close eye on Acacia as well as his surroundings. Inali did the same with Quen. Inali even occasionally pointed out another way to go so as to make no noise.&nbsp; Kutseena glanced at Albus briefly when he spoke. “Deer would be nice and last a few days. But really anything. Rabbit, squirrel, bear, snake. Long as it is edible.” Her voice soft and barely above a whisper.<br><br>As they moved along, a swallow suddenly trilled close by them. All three looked up at the bird, then looked to each other and nodded. Like the bird was a signal, they split up, taking their partners with them. They scanned the area looking for signs as they moved along on their separate paths. Before long Inali came to a stop, halting Quen, he pointed with his chin. A hundred yards further on was a herd of small deer. Suddenly he trilled like the swallow from earlier and within seconds two more trills could be heard. <br><br>It wasn’t long before Mua and Kutseena joined them. The three studied the herd briefly, then made hand gestures between them. Kutseena tapped Albus and with a gentle jerk of her head to follow, she headed to the right of Inali. Mua got Acacia’s attention, and went left of Inali. INali waited with Quen. Shortly, a trill to the left came, then one from the right. Inali replied and started moving slowly forward, bow pulled and ready.<br><br>Kutseena readied a spear and started moving as soon as Inali gave his trill and she too started moving slowly and cautiously forward. While Mua had his bow ready and started moving as Inali’s trill faded away. <br>
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				Title: <strong>TIME SKIP - DAY 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Red Offerings</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 01:34:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">TIME SKIP FORWARD - DAY 02</span><br><br>(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/14b35ec7-2444-4b66-bb4a-98fa5657ee85.jpg)<br><strong>Svetalana Alexeyev</strong><br>;; Students of DADA<br>;; DADA Tower</div><br><br>It was a strange morning on campus. As the sun had set its molten honey rays across the countryside, lighting upon the aging castle as it had for hundreds of years, several investigators from the Ministry of Magic were already traveling to and fro. They lingered mostly near or in the Defense Against the Dark Arts tower. Defense Against the Dark Arts would run three times a week and was going to typically be the first class in the morning for most students. But, instead of the tall, dark, and handsome professor, a young woman sat on the edge of a polished mocha desk, not the one that had been in the class before, discussing something quite serious with one of the investigators. Rumor had already begun to spread, the newest professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course had disappeared suddenly the night prior. There were no details of the disappearance and investigators would be interviewing the last person noted to have seen him -- another teacher who had been seen talking candidly with him the day prior. <br><br>Svetlana finished her interview, remarking that even though she had been only the prior teacher's assistant, she was qualified to teach the course. As a matter of fact, she spent the next twenty minutes before class would begin, setting books out all over the other tables. These books were no text books, but aging, ancient tomes with yellowed, brittle pages, gnarled binding and strange material covering many of them. There was a general ominous feeling that emitted from all of them, forming a vague cloud of unease that mostly dissipated when she crumbled up some dried sage in the palm of her youthful hand and blew it over each of the tables. <br><br>She wore an ice blue cashmere sweater and a pair of black slacks and blue suede stiletto heels. Her dark hair had been mostly twisted into a cleverly-styled bun and she wore a sort of gold chain around her neck, whose pendant disappeared between her cleavage and under the sweater. By the time Svetlana was finished setting up, the large classroom smelled of moth balls, wax, and musty decay. She had even dimmed the lights and had lit tapered wax candles around the room, filling it with an old fashioned, amber glow, setting an intriguing mood and setting for the first day of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 18:59:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.idolator.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/07/selena-gomez-elle-1.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ravenna Persephone Black<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> DADA Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetalana<br><hr>Ravenna made her way to the Defense Against Dark Arts tower, smiling as she passed other students.&nbsp; She walked into the room, passing rather official looking people as she entered the room, earlier than usual, though this was her favorite class.&nbsp; She thought that the professor was a man, yet it was a woman that was laying ancient looking books on the desks.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Excuse me this is Defense Against the Dark Arts correct?"</strong>&nbsp; Ravenna spoke, taking a seat near the front.
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 22:31:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> DADA Tower<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana, Ravenna<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes2.jpg (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/clothes2.jpg.html)<br><br><hr><br>Waking up that morning a small frown had creased Astrid forehead. Defense Against the Dark Arts had never been her favorite class and that it was a requirement had always irked her. Oh she understood that you should be able to defend yourself, but shouldn't seven years of this, before University, have been enough?! Sighing she had forced herself from bed and decided that a day she wasn't looking forward to, demanded comfortable clothing! A pair of white slacks, and a grey t-shirt, that slid off her right shoulder, along with a pair of white, canvas, sneakers and she was as dressed as she was going to get for the day. She was even lazy with her hair, simply running her fingers through it to get out the tangles and then just letting the golden waves fall as they willed. <br><br>When she finally reached the DADA Tower, she let a small grin curve her lips at the sight of a familiar brunette entering the room before her. At least she wouldn't have to suffer this class alone! Having Ravenna in it as well would at least keep it from being boring.<br><br>Gliding into the room she flashed the other young woman a quick smile before her eyes widened in surprise at the new teacher. She couldn't help but to wonder what had happened to scheduled Professor, or how they'd replaced him so quickly since he was clearly (from the way the new Professor was taking over the room) unlikely to return soon.<br><br>Figuring they'd hear what they heard, she flashed a grin at Ravenna, "How are you this morning?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Coyote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 23:12:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Albus Severus Potter (http://i.imgur.com/hPaSizJ.jpg)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Ravenna, Astrid, Svetalana<br><br><hr><br>Albus frowned as he looked over the newspaper on the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The disappearance of the previous Professor was oddly unnerving. He quietly hoped that the university had simply made a lapse in judgment and hired an incredibly unreliable man who flaked out at the last minute. This possibility was comforting but felt unlikely. Something sinister might be afoot and Albus did not like it.&nbsp; He folded up the newspaper and it disappeared in a puff of smoke. He had to put that thought out of his mind and focus on the class at hand.<br><br>Defense Against the Dark Arts was of vital importance, being prepared and ever vigilant against the dark forces out there was a necessity. Wizarding society had let itself become complacent before and that had turned out to be a disaster. Albus had always done well in the class, mainly because his parents had already taught their children most of the material before it turned up in the class. They wanted their children to be more prepared than anyone else. On the other hand, Defense had always seemed to be more of a “jock” class to Albus, it could be physically demanding and was very combat oriented. Albus would much rather read about the myriad ways that the Dark Arts had been defeated behind the scenes, by diplomats and tacticians, and others who found their own ways to help without fighting. Nevertheless, he understood the necessity of being ready to fight with his wand if it came down to that.<br><br>He entered the tower and noted that two students were already there, he remembered their names from the Philosophy of Sex class, Ravenna was the dark haired one and he remembered that the other girl was Astrid, the one that Teddy liked.&nbsp; He gave each of them a polite nod and turned to face the professor. Another reason he dislike Defense was that he always felt like he had to go under dressed, he had to leave his suit jacket and tie behind because they were not always easy to move around in and they could get ruined by the shenanigans that went on in class.<br><br>The classroom had an odd ambiance that day, the lights were quite low and the room was lit by candle light. It seemed that this professor had a flair for the dramatic. He knew little about this teacher, if he recalled correctly she was a recent arrival from another country and she had only a little experience before her student takeover of this job. The way that she had set up the classroom made him feel vaguely uneasy. He looked at her and spoke up “Good day, Professor, I, um, like what you have done with the decorations.” He awaited a response to gauge her reaction. She certainly seemed like an interesting one.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: o c u l u s draco - an HP RP - University of the Dragonsclaw - IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 01:42:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://imageshack.us/a/img96/3453/henrycavillupstreetmaga.jpg)<br><strong>&gt;«¤~ Kiran Reed ~¤»&lt;</strong><br>Ø Svetalana Alexeyev, Ravenna Persephone Black, Astrid Henrietta Bishop, Albus Severus Potter<br>Ø DADA Tower<br>Ø <strong>Wearing</strong> (http://i01.i.aliimg.com/wsphoto/v3/489725733_3/Free-shipping-long-sleeved-casual-hoodie-men-s-cotton-clothing-coats-hoody-jackets-for-men-casual.jpg)<br></div><br>The rumor mill was as fast in Dragonsclaw as it was in Hogwarts <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> or any other place, for that matter. A teacher suddenly and mysteriously up and disappearing was quite the event, after all, especially so early on in the year. Even at good ol' Hogwarts you had to wait at least a few weeks before something worth mentioning happened, though in this day and age the most you got for it was some big prank gone overboard. He still remembered that one time the Herbology professor had been accidentally transfigured into a real life version of Big Bird and had been stuck in that form for over two weeks. Suffice to say, during that period there were always a few barely contained snickers to be heard during the lesson and quite a few jokes to be made in the hallways afterwards.<br><br>After having finished his routine morning run Kiran Reed had made his way towards the DADA tower, ascending the spiraling staircase leasurely. Having taken a hot shower and exchanging his sportswear for a casual red hooded jacket and a pair of jeans, he felt quite refreshed while entering the classroom. While the disappearance of the DADA teacher was quite worrying, it didn't deter his cheerful demeanor in any way. It was something for the staff and the authorities to deal with, he figured. His focus was to become a pro league level dueler, so he decided not to let himself get distracted by things that were out of his control more than necessary.<br><br><strong>"Whoa... What <em>is</em> that smell?"</strong> he asked with a wrinkled up expression as he waved his hand back and forth in front of his face, trying to shoo away the foul scent assaulting his poor nose. <strong>"It's almost like something keeled over in a corner or something..."</strong><br><br>The scene before him was rather... well, he wasn't sure what to call it. Dimmed lights and wax candles? Had the DADA and Divination classrooms swapped places? It seemed unlikely as he spotted the DADA assistant turned DADA professor seated at her desk at the front of the classroom. There was also a trio of students like himself present already. The only one he recognized was Albus Potter, though that was more due to the fact his father's fame had a way of making sure you, as a peer, <em>knew</em> who his spawn was. Kiran didn't know Albus personally, but he sure as hell did not envy the bloke for having to life with such a legacy riding your rear all the time. Really, how does one life up to a father that defeated the last big Dark Lord? He'd take his parents' pressure over that any day, to be honest.<br><br>Chuckling to himself softly, Kiran wandered about to find himself an empty seat; not that those were hard to find at that time.
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